As the palace people's voices rang out, there was silence. Although some people had already guessed in their hearts who would get the first place in the final selection of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Competition, some things could not be revealed until the moment they were revealed.
The suspicious mind is calmed.
"He is really Chu Ling's disciple."
Huangfu Jingyu's expression was a little complicated when he heard this. Although he stood where he was, his phoenix eyes were looking towards the direction of Heart Island. Huangfu Jingyu did not hear the scene that happened just now, but Sima Yutang fell to the ground.
Huangfu Jingyu saw Chu Ling's scene very clearly.
At that moment Huangfu Jingyu couldn't accept it.
Recalling everything in the past, especially what Chu Ling said, ripples arose in Huangfu Jingyu's heart. Why did she have to face this head-on?
What exactly is true?
What exactly is fake?
"Royal sister, it seems that Chu Ling was chosen as the first place in the final selection. Are you not as happy as you should be?"
The handsome young man seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He looked at Huangfu Jingyu, who had a complicated look on his face, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Is it possible that the imperial sister doesn't want Chu Ling to be chosen in this Lake of Forgetfulness..."
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Huangfu Jingyu, who was originally thinking a lot, was stunned when he heard what his royal brother said.
In this Wangyou Lake Poetry Contest, the one who should most expect Chu Ling to get the ranking should be her, right?
The reason is very simple and has nothing to do with her status as the third princess.
But it has something to do with the Black Bird Division!
There is something wrong with this Sima Yutang!
Thinking of all kinds of Huangfu Jingyu, the originally irritable heart was extremely calm at the moment. All the changes in Huangfu Jingyu were all in the eyes of the handsome young man.
"Brother Huang is right."
When the handsome young man was doubtful, the corners of Huangfu Jingyu's mouth slightly raised, he looked at the handsome young man and said: "Of course I hope that Chu Ling can win the top spot in the final selection of Wangyou Lake. Brother Huang, listen clearly, he is the top pick in the final selection."
First place, not the first place in the final selection.
This Chu Ling really doesn’t even understand the concept of hiding oneself, so he insists on disturbing everyone’s interest like the cultural banquet at Longshou Garden. Brother Huang, do you think what I said is right?”
The handsome young man's face became ugly.
When Huangfu Jingyu saw this scene, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. At this moment, Huangfu Jingyu was a little lucky. Fortunately, someone reminded her. Maybe it was meant to be a joke, but the hidden unusualness also made Huangfu Jingyu smell it.
Maybe she doesn't know much about Chu Ling.
But he knew Sima Yutang very well.
Especially what happened to his father, Huangfu Jingyu knew best.
Huangfu Jingyu knew why the Prime Minister Sima Shuo did not come over.
Really sick?
That’s just a gesture!!
At this moment, Huangfu Jingyu's smart eyes looked in the direction of Babao Mingtang, and he saw his father's confidant, eunuch Gao Zhong, respectfully handing over a memorial.
Maybe this is the first place to write poems for the final selection of Wangyou Lake.
Seeing this scene, Huangfu Jingyu's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Why is it this guy Chu Ling?"
At the same time, on the high platform in front of the Babao Mingtang, even though he clearly stated that he was first in the first game, Li Qian could not accept it and kept talking to Li Kun who was in a daze beside him.
"Brother, is it possible that among the six leaders in the primary election, none of them can compare to Chu Ling?"
"Brother, do you think there's something fishy about this?"
Hearing his brother's words, Li Kun was stunned and instinctively looked in the direction of his mother. Seeing Huangfu Yunling's ugly expression, Li Kun was relieved.
"Chu Ling, I seem to understand you somewhat."
Thinking of Li Kun a lot, he chuckled secretly in his heart. His eyes glanced at one place unintentionally, but Li Kun became alert.
It seems that the poems written by Chu Ling are really extraordinary.
Li Kun's eyes stared blankly in the direction of the Eight Treasures Mingtang. The Wind Emperor Huangfu Xuan was sitting on the throne, and his expression became a little complicated at this moment.
Huangfu Jingyu and Li Kun were not the only ones to notice this scene.
"Brother, it seems that there is something unusual in the final selection of this poetry competition."
Not far away, Shangguan Hong of Qin Zhuguo leaned on the table and said to Wang Wei beside him with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that I would be waiting in Xanadu and see such an interesting scene. This is really a great blessing.
ah."
When he said this, Shangguan Hong recalled everything he had done just now, and he had a clear understanding of certain things, and at the same time he felt happy in his heart.
Fortunately, he did not make premature decisions on certain matters.
"Brother is talking about Sima~"
Wang Wei of Qi Zhu had obviously misunderstood, but when he saw Shangguan Hong's eyes signaling, Wang Wei closed his mouth, followed Shangguan Hong's eyes, and glanced at Rong Zhuguo Dugu Sheng with a gloomy face not far away, and then
Looking towards the direction of Babao Mingtang, Wang Wei felt doubtful, but at this moment he realized something clearly.
"Haha~"
It was also at this moment that King Qizhu shook his head with a majestic smile.
At this time, as the first place in the final selection was determined to be Chu Ling, many people felt surprised and suspicious in their hearts.
"Sir, congratulations."
At that time, on the high platform of Heart Island, Jun Hanlin ignored the complicated gazes from the left and right, stroking his hands and laughing: "This is the first place in the final selection. It is really the young master who won it. It seems that he is the top one in the final selection of Wangyou Lake Poetry Association.
He must be the young master."
"Congratulations, Brother Chu."
"Congratulations, sir."
"Congratulations, senior brother."
It took a long time for Su Shisan, Xiang Yannian, and Yunchuan to come back to their senses. After Jun Hanlin said this, they all came back to their senses and congratulated Chu Ling.
On the other hand, Chu Ling was very calm about this.
"Miss Yutang, Chu is determined to be the first in the final round. Don't you congratulate me?" Chu Ling ignored Jun Hanlin and the others, but looked at Sima Yutang beside him, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
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"Congratulations...congratulations to Chu Shixian."
Being stared at by Chu Ling like this, Sima Yutang's cheeks instantly turned red, his head almost buried in his chest, and he said softly.
"Stop doing this in front of Chu."
Ignoring some of the stares, Chu Ling glanced at Sima Yutang and said, "Miss Yutang, when this poetry meeting is over, we have to have a good chat."
Sima Yutang didn't say much, but his heart beat faster.
Originally she thought she had done it secretly enough, but she didn't expect Chu Ling to see through it at a glance. In the final selection of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club, no one expected Chu Ling to get the title of leader more than Sima Yutang.
"According to His Majesty's instructions, the first place in the final selection of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Association will be announced. The poems written by Chu Ling will be announced." Just as Sima Yutang's thoughts were mixed, Gao Zhong, who was serving in front of the Babao Mingtang, rang out with a loud voice.
, causing countless gazes to be cast, and many people's expressions changed for a while.
"Little friend, if you really think what I think, the rules of this Wangyou Lake Poetry Club will definitely be changed." When Jiang Zhongzi heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Chu Ling out of the corner of his eye.
He said to himself: "It seems... the final selection of this Wangyou Lake Poetry Competition is more interesting than imagined."