Jiutian Liansheng

Lin Jiu was very lonely, but the other party was at the moment of swords and swords. Huangfu Qianhe refused to give way, and Wuyue did not give way. The two sides started to compliment each other, chattering, listening to Lin Jiu So happy, I just wanted to laugh, these two people are like foreign politicians on TV, talking a lot, but they don't get to the point.

But this kind of stalemate is not an option after all, Wuyue was slightly angry in her heart, she didn't expect this idle prince to have some skills, her words were so secret that she couldn't catch her, no matter what she said, she just refused to give way, it was related to the state, she wouldn't Will give up at this point, turn his mind, Wuyue already has a plan in his heart.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, this time I was invited by Your Majesty to come here to teach books, and I deeply feel that your country's literary style is more prosperous than before. Today is sunny and sunny, and lotus flowers are blooming on the Yucui River. It is rare to meet Prince Jing. , why don't we use lotus flowers to compose poems for fun, what does His Highness think?" Wu Yue said with a smile.

poetry?Comparing it to poetry with the personal disciples of the world's sages?The other party's cheeks must have been too thick—Lin Jiu clicked his tongue, and couldn't help but look at Huangfu Qianhe worriedly. Looking back at the memory of Huangfu Qianhe in his mind, Lin Jiu deeply believed that Huangfu Qianhe would definitely lose.

Among the princes, Huangfu Qianhe is already considered versatile, but just like no one is perfect, Huangfu Qianhe is good at musical instruments, not poetry and painting.

"It's too monotonous just to recite poems for fun. How about adding silk and bamboo string music?" Huangfu Qianhe smiled indifferently. He didn't think his side could win, so why not add weight to his side.

When it comes to poetry, Huangfu Qianhe is naturally not good, but when it comes to musical instruments, he is still somewhat sure.

The most important thing is - he can't lose his majesty and face in front of Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu has been avoiding him on purpose since these days. It's not like he doesn't feel anything. Although he feels a little lost in his heart, it can only be understood as the instinctive defense after the other party loses his memory. But just now he clearly felt the concern from behind And worried, Huangfu Qianhe suddenly felt an unbearable joy in his body.

Just because of Xiaojiu's concern for him, he can't lose. He wants to let Lin Jiu understand that Huangfu Qianhe is a man worth relying on.

If Lin Jiu knew what Huangfu Qianhe was thinking, he would probably fall to the ground.

Wuyue's side also agreed to Huangfu Qianhe's proposal, and the first round of poetry composing began soon. Wuyue leaned on a railing and stood like a goddess in the sky. This made Huangfu Qianhe slightly surprised, he thought that Wuyue would compose poems himself, but he didn't expect this woman to be so arrogant that she looked down on them at all.

The man in green shirt standing beside Wuyue took a step forward, while on Huangfu's side, the city lord Third Shaogong Xiao Xiao stepped forward to compose a poem. In the first round, Zhongtian Kingdom undoubtedly won.

Although the result had already been expected, Huangfu Qianhe still couldn't hide his anger, this girl Wuyue was too arrogant.

And the second round of silk and bamboo string music almost made Huangfu Qianhe slap the table with anger. Wuyue did not show up in person but let a maid beside him play with Huangfu Qianhe. Huangfu Qianhe and the maid are placed at the same level, so what level is Wuyue who is the hostess of the maid?

This woman is too arrogant, too arrogant.

But if Huangfu Qianhe still didn't show up this time, wouldn't it be that the Zhongtian Kingdom had the upper hand in both rounds?Huangfu Qianhe suddenly fell into a dilemma where he couldn't make a choice. Although there were some players playing in the painting boat, Huangfu Qianhe didn't dare to try rashly before knowing the details of the other party, and he couldn't confront a maid. happy.

It's okay to win, but what if you lose?

At this moment, a voice with a hint of laughter came from behind the curtain, and a white shadow opened the beaded curtain and came over: "Your Highness, I have a maid, Sisi, who not only plays the piano well, but also plays it well." Erhu, why not let Sisi present a song for everyone."