Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled slightly, feeling grateful for Qin Fen's kindness. She took a deep breath and said, "Who comes first?"

The Duke's wife smiled and said, "Let me make the beginning."

She recited a poem: "The spring breeze blows through thousands of blossoming trees, and the garden is filled with spring colors reflecting the red sun. Birds sing on the branches calling for fresh green, and the shadows of fish play on the lotus pods in the pond."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in praise. Seeing this, the Duke's wife invited Zhou Xiaoyuan to continue writing poems.

Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled slightly and recited an eternal famous line: "If life is just like the first time we met, what's the point of the sad autumn wind painting a fan? It's easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it's easy to change the heart of an old friend."

After listening to this poem, everyone looked at Zhou Xiaoyuan in surprise. This poem has profound meaning and is full of emotions, which makes people feel moved.

Especially the last sentence: "However, people's hearts are fickle", which not only contains the helplessness of joys and sorrows, but also reflects the emotion of the impermanence of the world.

When Yun Qingqing saw this, she was unconvinced. She was born in a rural area, and although she also learned poetry and poetry from her father, she was still far behind Zhou Xiaoyuan.

So she planned to find an opportunity to make things difficult for Zhou Xiaoyuan.

At this time, a man suddenly stood up, pointed at Zhou Xiaoyuan and said: "The poem you just recited was plagiarized from me!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked. Everyone looked at the man with some doubts in their hearts. Zhou Xiaoyuan was born in a rural area. Although she has outstanding talents, plagiarism seems unlikely.

Seeing everyone's doubts, the man said proudly: "I composed this poem at a gathering of literati in the capital last year. When I was composing, this lady was still feeding pigs in the countryside!"

After everyone heard this, they started talking.

Zhou Xiaoyuan proposed a competition on the spot.

Boys

He stood up confidently and looked at Zhou Xiaoyuan provocatively: "Okay, then let me learn about Madam's clever tricks!"

Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled faintly and said without any sign of weakness: "Please."

The Duke’s wife proposed a topic: “Using the ‘moon’ as the theme, each of them will write a poem.”

The man spoke proudly: "The moon shines on thousands of mountains and rivers, and the breeze blows on my face. The sky is high, the clouds are pale, the stars are shining, and no one is alone in the cold in the middle of the night."

Everyone nodded in praise, and the man became even more proud and looked at Zhou Xiaoyuan provocatively: "Madam, it's your turn."

Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled slightly and picked it up at her fingertips: "The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. Raise a glass to the bright moon, and the shadows become three people."

As soon as this poem came out, the whole audience was shocked. This poem has a profound artistic conception, simple words, but full of emotion.

Especially the last sentence, "Three people are facing each other", expresses the loneliness, loneliness, and longing most vividly.

The man's expression changed slightly, he knew that he had lost. The artistic conception and wording of this poem are far better than the poem he wrote. He looked at Zhou Xiaoyuan reluctantly, but was speechless.

Seeing this, Xia Jinwei took the opportunity to stand up for Zhou Xiaoyuan: "Some people are really shameless. They stand shamelessly even if they lose."

The man's face turned red and he glared at Xia Jinwei: "You..." He wanted to retort, but was speechless. He knew very well that this time he was not as good as others, and he could not blame others.

The Duke's wife frowned when she saw this. Although she appreciates Zhou Xiaoyuan's talent, she doesn't want this flower viewing party to turn into a farce.

So she said: "Okay, okay, now that the winner has been decided, there is no need to fight anymore. This young master, please come back."

The man sighed helplessly

tone, turned and left. He knew that he was convinced of his defeat this time and had no complaints.

But he also understood a truth: there are people outside the world, and there is still a lot to learn and improve.

The Duke's wife looked at Zhou Xiaoyuan and said with admiration: "Mrs. Zhou is really talented! This poem has profound artistic conception and concise words. It is a rare good poem!"

Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled modestly: "Thank you, Madam, Duke of the State for the compliment."

But I was secretly happy that I finally won this victory.

She happily returned to the house with the 50,000 taels of silver notes. Xia Yechen and Nini were both happy for her when they saw her return triumphantly.

Xia Yechen hugged Zhou Xiaoyuan's waist and said with a smile: "It seems that Madam has won a big victory today!" Nini also jumped over and hugged Zhou Xiaoyuan's legs: "Mother is so amazing!"

Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled proudly: "That's natural! Just wait and see, more people will challenge me in the future!"

So she generously invited Xia Yechen and Nini to go to a restaurant to celebrate.

In the restaurant they met someone who liked Zhou Xiaoyuan's poems.

Xia Yechen saw Zhou Xiaoyuan being surrounded by everyone, and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He walked to Zhou Xiaoyuan, hugged her into his arms, and announced to everyone: "This is my wife, please respect yourself."

Zhou Xiaoyuan was startled by his move, but she immediately realized it and joked: "Xia Yechen, are you declaring your sovereignty?"

Xia Yechen smiled slightly: "Of course, Madam is so talented, how can I not let people know that you are mine?"

Nini also said with a smile: "Mother is mine, and father is mine too!"

Xia Yechen pampers

He patted Nini's head: "Okay, we all belong to each other."

Zhou Xiaoyuan felt extremely warm in her heart when she saw Xia Yechen's serious look. She knew she was marrying the right person, someone who not only loved her, but also respected her and supported her. This made her feel extremely happy and proud.

Xia Yechen suggested: "Madam, let's go home and I will cook a delicious meal for you."

Zhou Xiaoyuan nodded: "Okay, I also want to try your craftsmanship."

Nini also clapped her hands happily: "I also want to eat the food cooked by daddy!"

So the three of them left the restaurant and returned to the mansion. Xia Yechen personally cooked a sumptuous dinner for Zhou Xiaoyuan and Nini.

The three of them sat around the dining table, enjoying the food while talking and laughing.

At the same time, Yun Qingqing returned home, but was not in the mood to enjoy dinner. She lost to Zhou Xiaoyuan at the flower viewing party, which made her feel humiliated and angry.

She decided to work hard and practice her poetry skills so that she could defeat Zhou Xiaoyuan in the next competition.

Yun Qingqing came to the study, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone and started composing poems. She recited the verses over and over again, revising the wording in an attempt to find the best way to express herself.

Her face was full of seriousness and concentration, as if only she and her poems were left in the whole world. After a whole night of hard practice, Yun Qingqing's poetry writing skills finally improved significantly.

She looked at her work with satisfaction and a confident smile appeared on her lips.

Prince Jing was very dissatisfied when he learned what happened at the flower viewing party. He thought that Yun Qingqing was incapable of losing to a woman from a rural background like Zhou Xiaoyuan.

He was filled with anger and dissatisfaction and decided to teach Yun Qingqing a lesson.

Prince Jing comes

When he went to Yun Qingqing's room and saw her composing poetry, he mocked: "Yun Qingqing, you are really leisurely and relaxed. You lost to Zhou Xiaoyuan and still have the heart to write poetry here."

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