Hearing Princess Yongning say this, Jiang Yiren also cast a look at Zhao Hao.

In fact, deep down, she also wanted to see what kind of poetry Zhao Hao could write.

Last night, Princess Yongning told her about the poems that Zhao Hao had written before.

It really amazed her.

Unbelievable.

But that was just a retelling after all, and I didn't see it with my own eyes.

This left her with doubts.

The reason why I dissuaded him just now was that I didn't want to embarrass Zhao Hao.

Seeing that both women were looking at him, Zhao Hao could only smile bitterly.

"I really don't know how to write in such a hurry."

"Let me think about it..."

Zhao Hao picked up the teacup, took a sip silently, then looked at Princess Yongning and then at Jiang Yiren.

I sighed inwardly.

never mind.

Just write it.

Putting the teacup on the table next to him, Zhao Hao walked to the easel and picked up the charcoal pencil.

Princess Yongning saw this and quickly asked, "How is it, have you thought of it?"

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Jiang Yiren beside him: "Aunt, you see, reciting poems and composing essays may be an extremely difficult thing for others."

"But for this guy, it's as easy as eating and drinking."

"Moreover, the poems he wrote were all of excellent quality."

"Zhao Hao, you have to think about it carefully. If you don't write well, it won't work!"

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, this is too difficult for me, isn't it?"

Princess Yongning snorted proudly, "I don't care. Since this is a poem written to celebrate my aunt's birthday, what if it's wrong?"

Zhao Hao nodded slightly and said softly, "That's true, but the time is really too short."

"I can't write a complete poem, I just managed two lines. I'll write them down and give them to the Taoist priest to congratulate him."

As he spoke, he picked up the charcoal pencil and began to write on the drawing paper.

Both women walked to his side and looked at him expectantly.

Zhao Hao wrote out two lines of poetry in a few strokes.

Every time he wrote a word, Princess Yongning would recite it.

"Clear...water...brings...a lotus..."

"Nature... without... carvings... ..."

Putting down the charcoal pencil, Zhao Hao said softly: "Perhaps, these two sentences are most suitable for the Taoist priest."

"I'm sorry for making a fool of myself!"

At this moment, the two women seemed not to have heard his words.

Her beautiful eyes were completely attracted by these two lines of poetry.

These are obviously two ordinary lines of poetry, but I don’t know why.

The more I read it, the more interesting it feels.

Princess Yongning pointed at the two lines of poetry on the drawing paper, then grabbed Zhao Hao's arm tightly.

"Why only two sentences?"

"Write it, write it all!"

"Once it is written, it will surely be another masterpiece that will spread all over the world!"

"The lotus emerges from clear water, naturally without any decoration. These two sentences are really well written!"

Seeing that he was excited but not angry, Zhao Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He stole a glance at Jiang Yiren beside him. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the two lines of poetry, as if she was in a trance.

Hearing Princess Yongning's voice and feeling Zhao Hao's gaze, he came back to his senses.

"Girl, stop messing around. Poetry and writing are the result of accidental creation. How can they be forced?"

"Besides, there is no need for the whole poem. Just these two lines are probably enough to spread all over the world."

"The lotus emerges from clear water, naturally without any decoration."

Her beautiful eyes fell on Zhao Hao: "Mr. Zhao, your talent is truly amazing."

These two sentences are very straightforward, without any luxuriance, and every word is so ordinary.

But, it is in such an ordinary situation that an extraordinary taste is written.

This is enough to show that Zhao Hao's literary talent has reached the point where he can write effortlessly.

You know, this was written in a flash.

She finally felt how incredible Zhao Hao's talent was.

Hearing her words, Princess Yongning immediately pursed her lips and looked proud.

"I told my aunt about it last night, but she didn't believe it. Now she finally believes it."

In front of Zhao Hao, Jiang Yiren did not feel embarrassed at all.

He chuckled and said, "Last night you described Young Master Zhao as someone rare in heaven and nowhere to be found on earth. How can anyone believe that?"

Then, she looked at Zhao Hao again: "But now I completely believe it."

Zhao Hao quickly said modestly: "Master, you are too kind. Zhao Hao's level is really nothing."

Princess Yongning smiled and said, "Okay, Zhao Hao, what are we going to eat for dinner?"

She refused to eat the food in the Taoist temple.

Zhao Hao said softly: "It's still early, let me get ready."

Jiang Yiren, who was standing by, shook her head and said, "I've already troubled Master Zhao this morning. There's no reason to keep bothering him."

"I'll go and take care of it."

After saying this, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Princess Yongning.

"Aunt, let Zhao Hao go. I really can't eat the food in your Taoist temple."

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Master, it's okay. Just leave it to me."

Jiang Yiren looked at Princess Yongning's pitiful appearance and laughed.

"Girl, I heard that you two are going to get engaged soon. Don't bully others like this in the future."

Princess Yongning blushed: "There is no other way. I won't bully him!"

Zhao Hao smiled, said something to the two of them, and then walked out carrying his cloak.

After he went out, Jiang Yiren sighed with emotion and looked at Princess Yongning.

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