Although many of the people who came to Wangyou Lake to watch the final selection of the Poetry Competition guessed that Chu Ling could pass the first round of the final selection, after all, he had produced those masterpieces that have been handed down for generations. If he did not even pass the first round, there must be something fishy. However,
At this moment, many people want to know what other poems Chu Ling wrote.
There seems to be something wrong with the emperor's mood.
In this atmosphere, many people gathered on the high platform of the Babao Mingtang were keenly aware of the strangeness, which made them unable to help but speculate.
Huangfu Xuan sat on the throne, his deep eyes staring at the memorial in his hand. The content written on it made the emperor who had been in power for more than 20 years feel a little uneasy in his heart. However, reason finally prevailed. Huangfu Xuan looked up and looked up.
The direction towards the Island of Heart is finally determined by Chu Ling.
At that moment, he happened to see Chu Ling talking to Sima Yutang. Huangfu Xuan's expression showed no joy or sorrow, but his behavior when he looked at Chu Ling shocked many people.
Anyone who is familiar with and understands the emperor's temperament knows what this means.
What kind of poems did Chu Ling write that could make the emperor do this?
Is there any private relationship between Chu Ling and the Sima family?
Didn’t Chu Ling have a marriage contract with Duke Shun Guo?
A small group of people who knew everything showed different expressions after seeing this scene, and many doubts and conjectures welled up in their hearts.
"Chu Ling came first in the preliminary round of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Association, and wrote the first lyrics..."
In this atmosphere, a palace official stood in front of the Babao Mingtang holding a scroll and spoke in a serious voice, which attracted many people's attention.
Coming.
Liu Chengfeng sat on the brocade cushion and looked at the palace people with his sharp eyes. He wanted to know what poems Chu Ling had written. Just then, Sima Yutang fell into Chu Ling's arms. Chu Ling hugged Sima Yutang. Liu Chengfeng watched.
When he arrived, he was very angry at that moment. Since he was engaged to Duke Shun Guo, why did he do such frivolous behavior in public?
Liu Chengfeng admired Li Yunshu and even said that he wanted to marry her. Although Li Yunshu had no such thoughts, it did not discourage Liu Chengfeng.
Until Chu Ling appeared, and later learned a lot about it, Liu Chengfeng wanted to use his own way to compete with Chu Ling, but just then he became angry again, but reason also prevailed. As the only son of Duke En Guo, he was deeply criticized by his father.
Liu Chengzhi doted on him, which also let Liu Chengfeng know a lot of secrets.
For example, why did the then Prime Minister Sima Shuo not come to Wangyou Lake?
I know a little bit about Sima Yutang and Liu Chengfeng.
"If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness?" This sentence made Liu Chengfeng return to his senses. After carefully reading this sentence, Liu Chengfeng's expression changed.
At this moment, Liu Chengfeng thought of many scenes.
"Good words."
Not far away, Huangfu Jingyu was a little startled. The poems recited by the palace people could be heard in his ears. He looked somewhere with a complicated expression. That familiar face, with a half-smiling expression, made Huangfu Jingyu feel less annoying.
"You are truly worthy of being a banished immortal."
The handsome young man sitting next to him followed the direction Huangfu Jingyu was looking and said with emotion: "I didn't expect this Chu Ling to be able to create such masterpieces. Sister Huang, where did he come from?"
"Want to know?"
Huangfu Jingyu rolled up his sleeves, glanced at the handsome young man, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Then you can go check it out yourself. None of the people in the emperor's house are just for a living."
Handsome young man: "..."
How could the handsome young man not know what Huangfu Jingyu was implying? Although he was slightly unhappy in his heart, he did not express it.
In the current situation, no one can be offended but Huangfu Jingyu, who is highly trusted by the emperor, even though his status is not low.
But so what?
"It's a good saying that people's hearts can change easily, but people's hearts can change easily."
At that time, on the high platform of Heart Island, Jiang Zhongzi couldn't help but laugh when he heard the recitation, "This little friend of mine, whom I have been friends with for many years, really dared to write. This is more than just describing love, the metaphor is too obvious.
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"indeed."
Su An beside him said with emotion: "At first glance, this word sounds very ordinary. It is narrated in a woman's tone, but if you look carefully, it is not like that."
As he said that, Su An had a complicated expression and turned to look at Chu Ling.
However, when he saw Sima Yutang staring at Chu Ling, his eyes became very subtle. Su An frowned slightly, and he became interested in talents. Chu Ling was dragged into the vortex, which made Su An very confused.
Should we help Chu Ling...
"Don't be tainted with cause and effect."
Jiang Zhongzi's voice rang in my ears, "There are some things that you don't need to worry about. What you and I can see, how could this great man not see it?"
Um?
Su An was stunned and turned to look at Jiang Zhongzi. At this moment, Su An realized clearly. He knew why Jiang Zhongzi had let his beloved disciple fight.
"Lishan's words are gone until midnight, and the tears and rain are still ringing, but I will never complain."
Su Shisan's expression was complicated, and he repeated what he heard. His hands hanging down were clenched subconsciously, and the emotions suppressed in his heart were frantically trying to come out at this moment.
He wants to drink!
"Come and drink."
Jun Hanlin smiled half-heartedly, and handed the wine bottle over, "I wrote this poem just for the young master, haha. It is really a great blessing to come to Wangyou Lake."
The moment he received the drink, Su Shisan glanced at Chu Ling, and Chu Ling smiled back. Su Shisan's eyes became firm, and he raised the wine bottle and started drinking.
"Chu Shixian...what kind of girl do you like?"
When Sima Yutang saw this scene, his eyes that were more charming than peach blossoms stared straight at Chu Ling. He hesitated for a long time before asking: "Is it like sister Yunshu..."
"Is there any answer to love in this world?"
Chu Ling smiled and shook her head, "What is liking? What is love? This is too mysterious and Chu can't answer it."
What about me?
At this moment, Sima Yutang asked in the bottom of his heart, I don’t know when Chu Ling’s image in Sima Yutang changed. Was it the first time I knew Chu Ling’s poems? Was it the first time I met Chu Ling?
Sima Yutang didn't know either.
My heart, which had always been closed in the past, felt like it was shaking now.
Lying on his chest, it was really comforting.
While Sima Yutang's thoughts were confused, after listening to this poem written by Chu Ling, many people's expressions changed, and there were more whispers.
"This poem is indeed good, but it is not enough to change the emperor."
In such an atmosphere, on the high platform of the Babao Mingtang, Dugu Sheng, who had been silent all the time, narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned and looked around, thinking secretly in his heart, "Even if it is a metaphor for other friendships, how can it be possible when the emperor is in such a state of mind?"
What touched me? Is it related to another poem?"
The more Dugu Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Those eyes were looking at the throne. At one moment, they collided with each other. Dugu Sheng was startled and subconsciously lowered his head. It was precisely at that moment of collision that he felt that something was wrong.
Dugu Sheng became even more determined in what Shicai thought!