After wearing the book, I was spoiled by the Prince Regent!

Chapter 272 Are all the little girls so capable!
After the recitation, the lingering fragrance in my mouth is really full of fragrance, shocking my soul, and I can't speak for a long time.

Such a majestic and good poem is definitely not comparable to the melancholy of a boudoir girl like the eldest grandma, it is simply incomparable!

Even a fool can tell which is good and which is not!

There is no harm if there is no comparison. In the past, there was no comparison, and the young lady was far ahead. Now, if there is a comparison, what is the young lady doing!

All the girls were immersed in the majestic turmoil. They couldn't recover for a long time, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

Even the Duke Zhao and Young Master Zhao over there were shocked!

This, what a wonderful word!
The point is, this peerless good word was not written by the second girl Jiang, they just saw clearly that it was written by that little maid with soaring horns!

Are the little maids nowadays so capable!
Mr. Zhao Guo was suddenly so introverted that he felt a little guilty. Anyway, if he was asked to write, he would never be able to write such a good poem!
Cough cough cough...

Young Master Zhao is still stubborn in his heart, no matter what, in his mind, her words will always be the best!

Jiang Hua looked at his sister, and said proudly, "Sister, how about it, today is this poem that won the first place!"

Jiang Ci's heart is very angry, this damn girl, she is here to tear her down!
He still asked with a smile on his face, "My younger sister has always disliked reading and writing, but today she wrote such a good poem. I don't know who did it for me. Tell me so that my sister can worship him as a teacher."

It must be an old man who has seen a lot of worlds to be able to write such passionate, healthy and ambitious words. It is understandable that she lost to an old man.

After all, she is a boudoir woman.

Jiang Hua is an upright girl, and she didn't hide it. She turned to look at Xia Xinxin over there and said loudly, "Xinxin, your good poems shocked the audience. Even my sister wants to worship you as a teacher. Hurry up!" come over!"

Xia Xinxin, who was gnawing on an apple with Erlang's legs crossed, said vaguely, "Is there any money for apprenticeship?"

"Yes, yes, come here!"

As long as she wins the first place, gets Mo Hai, and makes Brother Xia Lan happy, there will be as much money as she wants!

Xia Xinxin heard that there was some money to take, and she went to Jiang Hua's side with a "swoosh".

Jiang Hua took Xia Xinxin's little hand, looked at Jiang Ci and said, "Sister, if you want to worship Xinxin as a teacher, take out Mo Hai first!"

Jiang Ci...

Looking at the little girl who was dressed like a maid in front of her, her eyes shook violently.

Was it the poems written by this little girl?

Isn't this the goddaughter of the prince, who rode with the prince yesterday.

I thought it was an old man, but I didn't want to be a girl younger than myself, Jiang Ci was so depressed that I wanted to bite off my tongue!

Why would she say something like worshiping someone as a teacher? She is really crazy!
She is a talented woman who is well-known in the capital, and she goes to worship a little girl as her teacher, what face does it have for her to spread the word!

The prince is still watching, she can't be angry, can't be angry!
Suppressing his anger, he looked at Xia Xinxin and said with a smile, "Are the poems really written by girls?"

Xia Xinxin glanced at her, "Is there a problem?"

Jiang Ci smiled softly, "I just feel that the girl is too young to write such impassioned and ambitious words."

Xia Xinxin nodded, "Oh, it turns out that Mrs. Zhao is suspicious of me!"

Jiang Ci continued to say softly, "It's not doubting, it's just that this flower will win the lottery. If the poem is not written by a girl, but you claim the lottery, it would be unfair to other girls, right?"

(End of this chapter)