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Chapter 558 Don't show your ugliness anymore... (please subscribe!)
Zhang Twelve...

After hearing this name, Su Jiujiu's body trembled uncontrollably...

Sure enough it was him!

At this moment, Su Jiujiu's eyes were moist, and she wept with joy.

Su Murong next to him was the first to feel Su Jiujiu's strangeness. Although candle lights were lit everywhere in the courtyard, the effect was not the same as that of the sun. Her body was found trembling.

"Jiujiu, are you feeling unwell? How about I help you down?"

Su Murong asked with concern.

Su Jiujiu shook her head, her gaze was always on Zhang Twelve, extremely stubborn.

Su Murong wanted to say something else, but at this time, Mrs. Zhang turned around and looked at Su Jiujiu and said, "You all know that the third princess is not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also loves painting and poetry, and the adopted son twelve pairs of poems One is also quite researched, how about taking this opportunity to let His Highness compete with Yizi, what do you all think?"

Everyone also knew what Mrs. Zhang meant, it was nothing more than taking this opportunity to let their adopted son behave!
From the moment she chose to push Zhang Twelve out today, everyone knew the purpose of Mrs. Zhang's birthday banquet today, so it was not surprising to hear Mrs. Zhang's words, but cheers!

Su Murong didn't say what she said, Su Jiujiu patted her hand lightly, indicating that she was fine, then walked out slowly, came to the front of the crowd, that is, stood at a position parallel to Zhang Twelve, also facing Zhang Twelve. Everyone laughed and said: "I really love poetry, but in the past few years, I have rarely seen poetry that can be praised."

Then he turned around, looked at Zhang Twelve with burning eyes, and said, "Last year, my palace presented a painting to His Majesty Datang, and a poem "Jiang Xue" was bestowed by a Zhang county uncle of Datang, which made people's eyes shine. Over the years, this palace is one of the few good poems I have seen! Mr. Zhang has the same surname as Zhang County Bo of the Great Tang Dynasty, so I wonder if he can write poems like him, and this palace is really looking forward to it!"

As soon as he said this, he naturally expressed his attitude, and everyone envied Zhang Twelve very much. As long as his poems are not too bad, he will definitely please the princess today and become famous in Yunxi!
And those young women looked at Zhang Twelve even more enthusiastically, and they were already thinking about how to be a little anxious with him...

After Su Jiujiu said this, she kept paying attention to Zhang Twelve's expression.

Surprisingly, she didn't see any expression fluctuations in his eyes or face, even when he heard the word "Zhang Xianbo", he still looked natural, which made Su Jiujiu very confused.

If he acted all of this, I have to say that the acting is too similar, but the key point is that Su Jiujiu didn't see any trace of acting from Zhang Twelve!

This made her a little flustered, and she wished she could quickly drag him to a corner where no one was around, and ask all the thoughts in her heart!
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Mrs. Zhang didn't know Su Jiujiu's inner activities. When she heard what Su Jiujiu said, she knew that he had agreed, so she said with a smile: "Since His Highness has said so, then let the adopted son make a fool of himself!"

As he spoke, he commanded his subordinates to bring pens and inks, and at the same time, he winked at Zhang Twelve, telling him to behave himself.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Mrs. Liu's voice sounded in the crowd, and everyone looked for it, and found that Mrs. Liu was leading her son Liu Rushi towards the pavilion.

"His Royal Highness, the third princess, I heard that His Royal Highness loves poetry. If Mr. Zhang can't write good poems, His Highness may be disappointed!"

Then he pulled Liu Rushi forward and said: "Your Highness, my son Liu Rushi has written poems and lyrics since he was a child, and has a deep knowledge of poetry. Today, let him compose a poem for His Highness. I hope to please His Highness." !"

"........."

Everyone was shown by Mrs. Liu's coquettish operation. Although they felt that her actions were very reckless, they still supported her such a bold approach in their hearts. After all, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Su Jiujiu frowned.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity of letting Zhang Twelve write a poem to finally confirm whether he was him or not.

The appearance can be the same, and the name can also be the same, but the calligraphy and literary talent can't be the same, right?

But unexpectedly, a person was killed halfway. After thinking about it, he nodded in agreement.

She didn't want to agree, but she had to agree. After all, she had already agreed to Zhang Twelve in front of everyone. If she refused Liu Rushi, it would be unreasonable!

Hearing Su Jiujiu's promise, Mrs. Liu was so excited that she pushed Liu Rushi who was still in a daze, and said in a low voice, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Liu Rushi had imagined the current scene many times, but when it happened, Liu Rushi was still a little dazed.

After being nodded by Mrs. Liu, he came back to his senses, cupped his hands at Su Jiujiu and said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Then he walked to the table, picked up the pen, and glanced at Zhang Twelve with disdain in his eyes.

In his opinion, Zhang Twelve was the only man in the audience who was better than him, and he wanted to steal all the limelight, but he would not let him succeed in terms of poetry!
Pretending to look around in the pavilion, the eyes finally fell on the lake with the lanterns. At this time, there were lotus leaves standing in the center of the lake. The flower buds are blooming, the breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers bursts.

Liu Rushi said with a smile: "It's the good time of June, there is water and flowers in the back garden of the Zhang Mansion, I will write a poem based on it!"

Mrs. Zhang's birthday banquet is not a secret among the rich and powerful in Yunxi City. Liu Rushi already knew the exact date and the layout of Zhang's back garden. As for poetry, he had prepared it for a long time!

Saying these words now is nothing more than drawing out my own poems!

Seeing that no one had any objections, Liu Rushi dipped his brush in ink, stood in front of the table, and wrote quickly at his desk.

In a moment, he had finished writing.

Putting the pen back to its original place, patted his sleeves, and said to Su Jiujiu very gentlemanly: "Your Highness, please correct me!"

Su Jiujiu nodded slightly to him, but Su Murong took the first step and came in front of her, ready to see what Liu Rushi wrote!
In fact, Su Murong was a little surprised when Mrs. Zhang said that Zhang Twelve could write poems.

She and Zhang Twelve have only known each other for less than a day, but as far as she knows, Zhang Twelve is good-looking and good at martial arts, but what Mrs. Zhang means—he can also write poems?
What an all-rounder!
So she really wanted to see if Zhang Twelve could compose poems, or what kind of poems he could write!

But Liu Rushi did not expect to kill him. Seeing his confident appearance, Su Murong sweated for Zhang Twelve, because the meaning of Mrs. Liu's words was obviously to embarrass Zhang Twelve. Well!
So when Liu Rushi finished, she couldn't wait to run over.

Looking down, I saw that the handwriting on the paper was delicate, and it was quite different from Liu Rushi's appearance.

Looking at the poem again, she read it unconsciously!
"The lotus in the pond is full of dew,

Yunxi is red in June.

Those who enter the nose get drunk first,
Butterflies, dancers and bees flew into my arms. "

After reading, she couldn't help but praise: "Good poem, good poem!"

Compared with Su Jiujiu, Su Murong's attainment in poetry is much weaker. It is not difficult for her to write a poem, but it is not easy for her to write a good poem.

Therefore, she is not professional in judging the quality of a poem. She just thinks that if the poem reads plainly and clearly, it is a good poem.

Obviously, the poem written by Liu Rushi is completely in line with her aesthetics!
"Thank you, Your Highness Second Princess!"

Liu Rushi didn't expect that Su Murong would directly praise his poem, which made his heart flutter, and he didn't even bother to glance at Zhang Twelve. There was only one thought in his heart: brother is going to be hot!

With Su Murong making samples in front, the rest of the people also turned on the flattering mode one after another.

"Mr. Liu's poem is really well written. Although the words are simple, it completely outlines the scenery in the lake, as if it is right in front of you!"

"Yes! Poetry involves the accumulation of words and words, and finally there is nothing to say. This poem is really a model of simplicity!"

"Look at Mr. Liu's calligraphy again. How can you write it without more than ten years of skill?"

Ever since, the entire back garden resounded in praise of Liu Rushi, praising him so much that it is rare in the world.

And Liu Rushi, the person involved, was so flattered that he really thought that what he wrote was a masterpiece of the world. He waved to people frequently, not to mention how beautiful it was. I can't close the joy...

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But a few people present were not as excited as everyone else, and they didn't think Liu Rushi's poems were so brilliant.

Needless to say, Zhang Twelve, Liu Rushi's poems are the same as his name in his opinion: like shit...

People like Zhang Jinyu and Mrs. Zhang who have seen Zhang Twelve's words and heard Zhang Twelve's poems are even more disdainful of Liu Rushi's poems, but they didn't come forward to say anything, but they had some bad thoughts in their hearts. It's causing trouble: the more you shout now, the more painful it will be to be slapped in the face later, and the more Zhang Twelve will benefit!

Don't worry, let them play first!
As for Su Jiujiu, he just glanced at Liu Rushi's poem and didn't want to read it again.

In all fairness, Liu Rushi's poems are not bad, at least they are above-average ones, but after reading Zhang Twelve's poems, she doesn't like them very much.

Seeing that everyone was praising their son's masterpiece, the three members of Mrs. Zhang's family stood there peacefully and did not speak - they must have been shocked and frightened by their son's masterpiece!

I couldn't help laughing at Mrs. Zhang in my heart: Look how good my son is!Isn't it more than enough for your daughter?
However, the third princess, Su Jiujiu, has not spoken, so Mrs. Liu plans to add another firewood to make the fire of bragging about Liu Rushi even more intense!
So he cupped his hands to Su Jiujiu and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, I don't know how Rushi's poem is? Did it satisfy His Highness?"

Everyone also fell silent.

Although the second princess Su Murong has praised Liu Rushi's poems, they all know that when it comes to poetry, Su Jiujiu is the most talented existence. In the entire Yue Kingdom, I am afraid that there is no second person who is more talented than her. woman!Only with her approval is the poem perfect!
Liu Rushi also knew this truth very well, so he shifted his gaze to Su Jiujiu, waiting for her answer, extremely excited.

"Master Liu is a great talent, this poem is pretty good..."

Su Jiujiu said lightly.

In public, she can't criticize a poem. How embarrassing is it that everyone loses face?And Liu Rushi's poem was really good, so she just said so.

But other people don't think so, especially Mrs. Liu, who almost jumped three feet high, wishing to announce to the world: My son's poems are even good for the three princesses, who can be better than him?
She was still thinking about climbing a high branch and marrying Zhang's family just now, but now she feels that she has to reconsider whether to choose Zhang Jinyu: My sons are so good, so I can't pick and choose?

Mrs. Liu is a good example of how fast a person can swell.

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When Su Jiujiu's words fell, except for Liu's mother and son, everyone around them breathed a sigh of relief.

They all praised Liu Rushi just now, if Su Jiujiu said that Liu Rushi's poems were not good, wouldn't it be a slap in the face for them?
Now everyone is happy, so their bragging started again.

At this moment, Mrs. Liu felt that it was the pinnacle of her life.

She decided to try harder and make a good story!
So he smiled and said to Su Jiujiu: "His Royal Highness, the literary talent of the third princess is the best in the country of Yue. Everyone in the country knows everyone. Why don't you take advantage of Mrs. Zhang's birthday banquet today, and Your Highness writes for this banquet. Leaving a calligraphy treasure?"

After hearing this, everyone thought it was a good idea. After all, Su Jiujiu was well-known in Vietnam, but most of them had heard about Su Jiujiu's poems. How had they ever seen it with their own eyes?
If you have the opportunity to take a look today, it will not only open your eyes, but also make you talk to people in the future!

But Su Jiujiu stood there with erratic eyes, didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't say a word of agreement. Everyone was very puzzled when they saw it, and Mrs. Liu was even more anxious: "It's all boasting, what does this mean?"
So he said anxiously: "His Royal Highness, today is Mrs. Zhang's birthday. Everyone gathered together to congratulate Mrs. Zhang. If His Highness can leave a pair of calligraphy for Mrs. Zhang, wouldn't it be double happiness?"

At this time, Su Jiujiu left to respond, glanced at Zhang Twelve inadvertently, and then quickly retracted, but the third princess, who had always had an orchid temperament, suddenly showed shyness, and said with a little daughter's attitude: "I... Still don't show ugliness..."

"........."

As soon as these words came out, the whole courtyard was shocked!

If Su Jiujiu's evaluation of Liu Rushi's poem just now was regarded as a compliment, then this sentence is undoubtedly flattering!
The dignified princess of the Yue Kingdom, one of the best figures in the poetry circle of the Yue Kingdom, would admire a poem so much that she dared not write it, because the poem was so good that if she wrote it, it would be a show of shame!
(I'm a little tired recently, sorry, come and spray me-I know you are reluctant, hehehe)
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