No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

"Sister, why don't you sit at the same table with me!" Xue Qingqing laughed so hard that crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were almost showing. Her hands kept moving as she pulled Yangyang towards her seat.

Feng Ronger just restrained herself for a short while, as if she was looking at a loser, "One is idiot, the other is worthless, it's better for them to stick together for warmth!" After saying that, she looked around and started laughing together in cliques!

The Crown Princess shook her head, feeling a headache, "Did Sister Feng finish the question just now?"

"Your Highness, I have already prepared it," Feng Ronger twisted her slender waist, picked up the rice paper on the table with her orchid fingers, walked lightly to the Crown Princess, bowed and handed the poem in her hand to her.

The Crown Princess took it and looked at it carefully. She neither nodded nor shook her head. Her face was as calm as the water. "Sister, go down first!"

Feng Ronger pouted and shook her shoulders, "Your Highness, Crown Princess, please give me some comments. I wrote this poem very easily!"

The Crown Princess covered her face and coughed softly, then looked up and said, "Then my sister will read it to the sisters!"

You have to read it out loud! Tsk, tsk, tsk! This ancient time was really extraordinary. Is it true that everyone is a poet, as Du Ziteng said?

Xue Qingqing was in distress and didn't even touch the paper on the table!

Yangyang was looking forward to it, and really wanted to listen to the work of the girl from the Feng family!

Feng Ronger received the order from the Crown Princess and cleared her throat, "A pool of spring water invades the red clouds, and the green willows brush against the bank. Green..."

"Good!" As soon as he finished reading, Yangyang clapped his hands and cheered!

The girls from various noble families looked surprised and glared at Yangyang, but some still followed suit, some agreed, and some remained silent.

One of the noble ladies looked at Yangyang and said, "Sister Xue said it's good, so what's good about it?" It sounded like she was about to laugh at a joke!

Yangyang bowed, originally just because he thought this song was very vivid, he couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't want to cause criticism,

"I just came over Feihong Bridge. There is a pond under the bridge and green willows on the bank. It looks magnificent and pleasant. With what Miss Feng said, the picture is vividly depicted on paper. The most clever part is the word 'brush', which seems to be blown by the spring breeze, and it seems that the willow trees have life and posture."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her silently, Yangyang stopped talking because she was afraid that she would make mistakes if she spoke too much. "So I agree!"

After hearing what Yangyang said, the other noble ladies stopped laughing and started to have a different opinion of Yangyang!

The Crown Princess smiled gently, lost in thought for a while, and looked at Yang Yang, "That's what I mean."

Hey! Yangyang doesn't understand what the Crown Princess means!

She seemed to know this poem very well, but this poem was clearly written by Feng Ronger!

When the two were pitted against each other, Feng Ronger was feeling smug, thinking that she had written a good poem.

But another noble lady stood up and said, "I also think that Sister Feng's poem is okay, but I also think that 'Qian Liu' is weak. Why don't you use 'Yan Liu' which is more unique?"

"This..." Feng Ronger was startled, as if she was unprepared and didn't know how to answer. She looked at the Second Prince's wife in panic, but she turned her head away and pretended not to see it.

Feng Ronger frowned randomly, "I don't have any ideas, I just wrote it down as I thought of it!" She pursed her lips again, feeling bored, and bowed to the prince, "Your Highness, I will leave first!"

The audience seemed to be uninterested and unconvinced by Feng Ronger's answer. Yangyang also found it strange.

Looking at the slight smile on the Crown Princess's face, he seemed to understand, yet he didn't understand!

Xue Qingqing suddenly said, "Your Highness, Crown Princess, I have also composed a poem!"

While Yangyang was in a daze, Xue Qingqing had already walked up to the Crown Princess with the poem in her hand.

This girl couldn't write a single word just now, but now she got inspiration after listening to someone else reciting a poem!

Could it be that he is an inspirational player?

The Crown Princess took another look and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Everyone was curious, "Read it quickly!"

Xue Qingqing saw that Feng Ronger's poem was praised by everyone, but the Crown Princess was just calm.

And the Crown Princess actually laughed happily when I sang this song. It must be better than Feng Ronger's song.

After preparing herself mentally, she spoke before the Crown Princess asked her to read.

"A pool of water reflects the red bridge, and green and red trees stand on the shore. ..."

"Poof!" Before she could finish reading, the Second Prince's wife spat out a mouthful of tea!

Everyone was laughing so hard that they fell over, and Yangyang finally understood why she acted so quickly. We really have to give her a thumbs up for her bravery!

"It's really not worthy of being on the stage!" Feng Ronger spoke first, without any mercy! After saying that, she looked at Yangyang, "Humph! Miss Xue is good at talking, but I'm afraid she's even worse at writing poetry than this!"

“Hahahaha, hehe!”

Xue Qingqing felt a little embarrassed while laughing, her face turned red, but she also felt that what she did was not that bad!

And when she heard the girl from the Feng family speak so magnanimously, she felt that she was being laughed at because of her magnanimity, or maybe the Crown Princess was jealous of her, which made everyone laugh at her.

Since he had lost face, he couldn't let Yangyang get away with it. He rushed to Yangyang with a red face.

"Sister, please write one. If it weren't for you, would I be laughed at like this?"

Me? You? What the hell? Yangyang shrugged and spread his hands helplessly!

I think Xue Qingqing was right about one thing, that is, I really can't write poetry!

"I think! Everyone should stop making things difficult for the younger sister of the Xue family." The Second Prince's wife did not have any poetic intentions, but she did have the urge to laugh at the joke.

Everyone was silent. This was not the time to show off. He almost got caught by someone just now!

If I could recite a poem by a great poet whom they had never heard of, wouldn't I be worshipped as a god by them?

Since ancient times, women are not easy to mess with. When the time comes, you will have to wait until you are no longer able to mess with her and say something sarcastic to her.

Forget it, just pretend that you don’t know.

"Sister, you are really being pretentious! What's the matter? Sister, do you really have no knowledge at all?"

Xue Qingqing stared at Yangyang coquettishly. Seeing that Yangyang was unmoved, she raised her voice, "Sister doesn't do these things on weekdays. It's useless even if you ask Sister to learn more! Forget it, it seems that Sister really can't do it anymore."

Then she turned back to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess and said, "Your Royal Highness, my sister has been ill, so I can't write a poem. How about You, please write one for us to admire!"

Xue Qingqing had just been humiliated and was now looking for an opportunity to get it back. How could this Crown Princess be worthy of being her own Crown Prince?

The Second Prince's wife also echoed, "Yes! Sister, you should take out yours and show it to the sisters. This is your home court, and you can't lose face!"