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

"The flowers outside the palace are in full bloom. How about using flowers as the theme? Seven-character or five-character verses, lyrics or music are all fine."

The broader the question, the more difficult it is to answer, just like "No Question".

Everyone started thinking about this question, except Yangyang, who took advantage of the time when everyone was thinking and ate the snacks on the table with an indifferent look, waiting for Feng Ronger's "masterpiece".

The Crown Princess also looked calm and composed.

After a while, Yuwen Yuehua slowly said, "This wine has a warm aroma and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. Who of you will go first?"

"Of course the Crown Princess will come first! Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is elegant and well-mannered, she will definitely set an example for everyone!" The Second Prince's wife retorted, with millions of horses galloping in her heart.

Only she knew that the poem written by Feng Rong'er in Paiyun Pavilion today was actually the one she read silently from the Crown Princess's desk when she went to see her earlier.

Because before that, she happened to overhear the Crown Princess and her maid discussing the topic of the hairpin party. The Crown Princess mentioned that the theme could be spring, and also said that she hadn't written poetry for a long time and was afraid that she didn't have the same enthusiasm as before.

The maid next to her pointed at the poem on the table and said that the one written by the Crown Princess was very good. However, the Crown Princess shook her head and sighed, saying that she was afraid she could not even compose this one now!

After the Crown Princess left, the Second Prince's wife secretly wrote it down. She originally wanted to reveal it to Feng Ronger, so that Feng Ronger could show it off at the hairpin party and at the same time dampen the Crown Princess's arrogance.

Who would have known that Xue Yangyang would show up today to cause trouble, and how knowledgeable Feng Ronger is, how could she not know?

Feng Ronger and she have been cousins ​​since childhood and know each other well. If she caused trouble today, it would not affect her reputation at all. At worst, she could just say that she was not aware of it.

But for Feng Ronger, a girl who has not yet married, being accused of having "stolen knowledge" just after gaining a little fame is like shooting herself in the foot!

What was most worrying was that the Second Prince's wife did not tell Feng Ronger that the poem she provided was written by the Crown Princess.

Feng Ronger's mother was notoriously powerful. If she knew that her daughter had lost face because of the bad advice given by her cousin, she would have been worried about her daughter, and would not be able to live in peace. She had always hoped that her daughter could marry a rich and successful man.

The Second Prince's wife thought about all this, and while trying to let the Crown Princess do it first, she pinched the Second Prince Yu Wenliang who was sitting next to her and couldn't say a word, "Why don't you help our sister come up with a song, at least she can get through this!"

Yuwen Liang was originally a prince with no great ambitions and a dull personality. Unfortunately, he married Feng Jiaojiao, the daughter of General Feng, the most sharp-tongued general in the Jingwei City. From then on, he was forced to learn all kinds of civil and military strategies every day.

Whenever I want to be lazy and slack, my beloved imperial concubine will pinch and kick me to urge me on.

"Do you really want to keep your head down for the rest of your life? If the prince dies young, you will be the next in line. Don't miss the chance when it's given to you!"

Yuwen Liang felt a headache when he thought of these words, and said in a wronged and dull voice, "We are brothers, why do you keep saying that his brother will die young?"

The imperial concubine only said that she was disappointed with the iron and steel. After the two of them bickered for a long time, Yuwen Liang became numb.

At this moment, Feng Jiaojiao pinched his arm again. Yu Wenliang twisted his face and said in a low voice, "I am not good at writing poems and eulogies. What I am best at is appreciation and appreciation. Your Majesty, you are making things difficult for me!"

"Didn't Master Duan give lectures at the Imperial Academy these days? Didn't he ask you to go there with the Crown Prince every day? Don't tell me that you didn't learn anything. You better be careful, otherwise you will sleep on the floor today and don't get on my bed!"

The Second Prince's Consort Feng Jiaojiao was so angry at Yu Wenliang's insignificant appearance that she was so strong-willed that she married such a loser. As she spoke, she glared at him again.

"If my father had been away fighting in the war in my early years and no one had looked after my studies, I would still be counting on you!"

"Then don't point your finger at me!" Yu Wenliang pouted and shrank his arms aggrievedly, "I can't do that either!"

The two of them were arguing anxiously in low voices, while the Crown Princess had already walked to the center of the hall. The eunuchs and maids had prepared paper, ink, brush and inkstone, waiting for the Crown Princess to start writing!

Yangyang stretched his neck, eating snacks all the time, "The Crown Princess's poem will definitely win first place!"

The Crown Princess wrote fluently on the paper, and put down the brush in a short while.

Everybody was waiting to see what the Crown Princess would do, except Feng Ronger, who was staring at the Second Prince's wife who had just ascended to the throne. But the Second Prince's wife kept nagging at the Second Prince and completely ignored her!

Feng Ronger was so angry and anxious that tears were about to fall. She didn't care how amazing the Crown Princess's poem was. She just couldn't utter a word, which would be a huge loss of face!

The most terrifying thing is that the young marquis whom she admired the most is now above her. If she makes such a fool of herself today, how can she face him? I am afraid that he will despise her!

The eunuch who was waiting at the shore for the Crown Princess took down the Crown Princess's poem and presented it to Yu Wen Yuehua, asking her to take a look first.

Yuwen Yuehua only glanced at the Crown Princess's poem, her eyes filled with joy and worry. She was not in a hurry to show it to everyone, because she hoped that her dear niece Feng Ronger would be better at it.

He then folded up the poem written by the Crown Princess in his hand and looked at Feng Rong'er with an expectant and proud look, "Rong'er, go quickly! Write it and let's appreciate it together!"

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Feng Ronger stood up tremblingly and walked towards the hall.