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As soon as Ling Fengyu finished speaking, everyone at the banquet looked at where Lin Yishu was sitting.

They are looking forward to this competition. The new Emperor Master has never shown his face in front of others. Everything about him is what he heard from others. What he heard from others is far worse than what he saw with his own eyes. Exciting.

Noticing the gazes of these people looking over, Lin Yishu smiled slightly, stood up from her seat, first saluted Ling Fengyu, and then slowly spoke. "A competition is also possible, but Yi Shu thinks this competition can be more interesting."

"Oh? How does Yi Shu want to add value to this competition." Ling Fengyu raised her eyebrows with interest.

"Return to Your Majesty, we still need to ask Princess Qiu'an for her opinion." Lin Yishu replied.

"What's the matter with Qiu'an?" Ling Fengyu was puzzled, and turned to look at Qiu'an at the side.Qiu An sat beside Empress Su, met Ling Fengyu's gaze, and lowered her head uncomfortably.

Seeing this, Empress Su cast a coquettish glance at Ling Fengyu, and reminded her in a low voice. "Master Emperor, this is to let Qiu An take a closer look at these young talents."

After this reminder, Ling Fengyu remembered the original intention of today's banquet. Looking at Qiu An who was hanging her head by Suhou's hand, she rarely lowered her voice and asked softly. "Is Qiu An willing?"

Qiu An lightly bit her lower lip, which was specially painted with red lipstick by Empress Su, carefully glanced at Lin Yishu who was standing on her seat and smiled, and nodded. "Qiu An is willing."

Lin Yishu smiled warmly at Qiu An. "Then Princess Lao will come up with an exam question for Yi Shu and that Mr. Lu."

The young man in a sky blue robe had a smile on his delicate face, and his eyes were filled with gentleness. At this moment, Qiu An's uneasiness was soothed. She slowly stood up from Queen Su's hand, He raised his head that had been hanging down, looked at the young talented man sitting below, his lips painted with red lipstick lightly parted.

"With the wind as the meaning, write a poem."

The April wind was cool, passing over the cold mask on Qiu An's face.The princess to be married needs to cover her face with a foreign man before she is married, and it can only be removed on the wedding night.

After Qiu An finished speaking, the face hidden under the mask trembled.The wind, coming and going freely, is not restricted by anything.She wanted to be like the wind, not restricted by the cold palace rules, to pursue her own life.

"Wind? How difficult is this?" Lu Ning asked first.I saw him stepping out of his seat, walking towards a cluster of blooming flowers beside him, chanting softly.

"The source of living water is full everywhere, and the east wind flowers and willows are new every time."

The cluster of exuberant flowers is exactly a small canal formed by running water in the imperial palace. Lu Ning's poem just contains these two things, and it is just right in line with Qiu An's idea of ​​taking wind as meaning. .

Dongfeng, Lingfeng Country is in April at this time, so it's the best way to write poems.

Lu Ning looked at Lin Yishu proudly. "Master Emperor, it's your turn."

Lin Yishu sighed softly, Lu Ning's knowledge of the humanities is good, but Princess Qiu'an came up with the question herself, and this wind is not just a simple meaning.

Looking over there, Qiu An, who had finished listening to Lu Ning's poem, not only did not have the slightest surprise in his eyes, but added a touch of sadness in his eyes.

What she wants is not this, not this...