The poison girl is back

Chapter 211
Gu Linglong couldn't tell how happy she was when she heard these whispered compliments, and she couldn't even hide the smile on her face.

He glanced at Gu Bingxun proudly.

Qi Xueyao looked at her helplessly before saying, "I didn't expect Ms. Gu's literary talents to be so good. I don't know who can surpass her in the future? Let's continue immediately!"

Gu Linglong smiled reservedly and began to pass the flowers to Gu Shuirou next to her, step by step, and then into the hands of Hussar General Liu Wan'er, Liu Wan'er looked a little fatter than Liu Wan'er.

However, Gu Bingxun knew that this Liu Wan'er was not lenient. In her last life, she fell in love with her brother who was now sitting in a wheelchair, and tried every means to help Gu Shuirou and Gu Weiguo bully her.

In the end, she got her wish and married Gu Weiguo, but after the third prince came to the throne, when he wanted to execute the whole family of the Gu family, he retreated completely, but he was also a cold person.

Just listen to her vermilion lips lightly said, "Peaches and plums are in spring in March, and plums are in the twelfth lunar month in winter. When the wind and snow are swaying, they will be dyed with Yanko Dan."

Although her poems are not as good as Gu Linglong's, she is the daughter of a general after all, and everyone understands her poems.

There are also quite a few ladies who praised the Third Prince because of his face.

Then continue to pass the flowers, stop at Princess Bingyu, Princess Bingyu looks very appropriate to her name, always looks cold and noble, after all, she is the queen's niece, in fact, no matter how she writes poems In this way, everyone will not and dare not not give the queen face.

She said in a clear and lingering voice, "The valley is even more northerly branched, and the flowers bloom late every year. Does Mr. Gao Biao Yiyun know that it is the time when the layer of ice is covered with snow."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"The poems written by Princess Bingyu are really good!"

"Yes! And it's very artistic!"

"It's still the Bingyu County Master's talent!"

Hearing these compliments, Princess Bingyu just twitched the corner of her mouth coldly and said, "Go on!"

Mu Qingqing secretly rolled her eyes, she couldn't look down on Princess Bingyu the most, she is not a princess, who is showing that cold and arrogant look?
Next, Hua Zhi came to Gu Bingxun's place. The ladies here had heard about Gu Bingxun's previous reputation, but this time Gu Bingxun gave them a completely different impression from the rumors.

Just listen to her saying, "Xuejing Hu Tian herds horses back, Yueming Qiang flute guards the building, ask where the plum blossoms fall, the wind blows all over the Guanshan Mountain overnight. Fortunately, there are micro-chanters in the mountains, who don't need sandalwood boards and golden bottles"

"Good! Great poem!"

The corners of Gu Bingxun's mouth twitched slightly. This Mu Qingqing really couldn't hide it. She was the first to applaud. The other ladies applauded when they saw the princess, so it was a burst of praise for her.

Gu Bingxun nodded slightly, but Princess Bingyu took a careful look at her. Her father and brother were both military generals, so she was naturally very sensitive to the words "herd horse" and "Guanshan", so Gu Bingxun allowed her to look at her generously. .

On the contrary, Qi Xueyao said, "Oh! I didn't expect that the two daughters of Gu Shangshu's family performed so well. Princess, why don't we stop competing in poetry and make a match!"

Mu Qingqing immediately nodded and said, "Okay!"

Gu Bingxun still knows her a little bit, this girl can't make any good poems and couplets by herself, but she likes to listen to other people's poems, and now there are so many people performing for her, she is naturally happy.

Gu Bingxun really doesn't have much interest in these things, but because this life is not like the previous life, and her reputation was ruined by Gu Shuirou, she can only be patient and accompany these ladies here to recite poems against each other.

(End of this chapter)