Chapter 490: The Queen Starts Writing, and the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng Appears

Xia Fengxiang was very smart and understood why Su Changan wanted to take the lead. So he smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will ruin your family?"

Su Changan glanced at Xia Fengxiang and said, "This girl is so narrow-minded!"

But even though he was thinking this, he looked at Xia Fengxiang and smiled, then lowered his head to look at the three little ones: "Can you get me a pen and paper?"

The little bald guy was stunned for a moment and didn't ask yet.

The girl asked, "Why, you want to go to heaven?"

Su Changan and Xia Fengxiang were stunned for a moment, not understanding what the girl meant.

On the other hand, the little bald guy said, "What are you talking about? Why did you go up to the sky?"

The girl blinked and said "Oh", "Yes, everyone is going to heaven. No one is qualified!"

The little bald man glanced at the girl, then looked at Su Changan and explained, "Sister, Jingshu means that everyone participating today is extraordinary, especially after the zither came out, look at them one by one, especially you look over there [Literary Gentleman] Mr. Qiu Shuian. Literary Gentleman, that's... I heard from my sister that there is only one Literary Gentleman in the world, Mr. Qiu, and the other Martial Gentleman, that's the Grandmaster Zhijing. Zhijing, that's... these two are equally famous, one literary and one martial. Just imagine how amazing they are, and he was number one on the poetry list before! Number one in the world! Only the Queen Queen has suppressed him, otherwise that gentleman would still be number one in the world!"

"And you see, Mr. Bai Qi [Hua Jia] is no longer lying down. He has sat up and is drinking. I heard that Hua Jia is famous for his great literary talent when he is drunk, but mediocre when he is sober. This means that he also wants that zither! Now that he is so drunk, who knows what kind of masterpiece he will write. And over there, that person is from the Xu family. I forgot his name, but he is more famous than his brother. The seniors in our Baima Academy call him Xu Jia Youlin."

"And Mr. Chen Qing over there is a great talent and gentleman in Yunxiang City. Look at him, his eyes are shining as he looks at the zither. He must be thinking about poetry at this moment. And those over there are all top talents. These people here are the heaven of the literary world. Ordinary people don't even have the qualifications to go to heaven. If you rashly write poetry, you might end up embarrassing yourself."

"And let me tell you, Guangling City's famous courtesan is Bei Baishi Nan Youwei. You know her, right? She's Qu Youwei. She's been looking for a good zither. Now that this Untied Boat is right in front of her, you can see that those famous young masters have already started writing. They must want to give it a try. Their literary talent is also extraordinary."

The little bald man said a lot.

Su Changan naturally understood what he meant.

But the girl on the side immediately said: "Why are you talking so much? In fact, the people participating today are not very good. You are a gangster, and you don't look like someone who has read a few days of books. If you participate, it will be embarrassing! If your poetry is not good, those people..."

As she spoke, the girl motioned Su Changan to look at the large group of people on the second floor.

"Those people are all troublemakers. They even published some kind of publication in the Imperial College in Yunxiang City and Guangling City. They either published good poems or doggerel or something like that. They were all about other people's embarrassing things to have fun and pass the time. If you really did it, you might get into trouble. Even if others don't know who you are, they will remember that a beautiful sister like you wrote bad poems and overestimated your abilities in such an occasion. Even if they don't know you, it would be very uncomfortable to be said like that!"

The little bald man nodded: "As expected of Jingshu, you speak directly!"

In fact, if the girl were to be more straightforward,

You look like a nobody, yet you still participate in this. Aren't you embarrassing yourself?

But the two children actually meant well. After all, ordinary scholars would not dare to make a fool of themselves at a literary gathering with such a lineup.

Just like when Su Changan was in the capital, he wrote poetry, while Yan Shu and others stopped writing. Being outdone is one thing, and there are indeed people who like to criticize one and praise the other. But what is really important is that knowing that literary talent cannot be compared, it is better to be a quiet spectator.

Su Changan frowned. In the eyes of these two little guys, do I look so uneducated?

Xia Fengxiang laughed on the side, but didn't say anything.

At this time, the little fat boy ran back with several pieces of paper, an inkstone and a brush in his arms.

As soon as he came over, he pulled a small table over, put paper and pen on it, and then looked at Su Changan with a smile.

When the girl saw the fat boy like this, she immediately scolded him: "You are crazy, you just want to embarrass them, don't you?"

The little fat boy was originally waiting for praise, but when he heard this, his eyes were resentful. He thought to himself, this sister wanted paper and pen and so on, and I helped to get them. She just knew how to bully me, a weakling.

Su Changan looked at the aggrieved little fat boy, rubbed his head, and sat down in front of the low table.

At the same time, Xia Fengxiang walked to the inkstone and helped Su Changan grind the ink.

See this scene.

The little bald man looked at Su Changan's actions and said, "You really need to write it."

The little girl on the side also looked worried.

Su Changan smiled and said mysteriously: "Actually, I'm very good at writing poetry."

The two looked at Su Changan and couldn't believe it.

But the little bald guy immediately said, "Okay, I'll go find out for you."

After saying that, he ran off to those who had already started writing.

The girl was worried. What should she do? If she really wrote it, it would be embarrassing, and the other person would also be embarrassed as well.

Should I pull that sister away? No. People should be righteous, but... Forget it, it's embarrassing!

And at this time.

“Let’s start writing!”

Someone suddenly shouted.

But someone immediately spoke up: "Don't make any noise, you're disturbing Mr. Wen's thoughts!"

The person who spoke earlier immediately covered his mouth.

And many people's eyes were all fixed on where the gentleman Qiu Shui'an was.

Qiu Shuian picked up the pen and wrote the word "Ling" on the paper.

The handwriting is elegant and looks as beautiful as a painting.

Meanwhile.

Many people in the cabinet had already picked up their pens, and many had even started writing.

Su Changan's side.

The same is true in nature.

The empress studied ink and the queen wrote poems.

This matter was something that surprised people all over the world.

But today, no one in Yunmu Pavilion was paying attention to them.

The little girl came over with a nervous look on her face, feeling helpless. She thought it would be best if Mr. Qiu could write poems so well that the sister wouldn't have time to present them, and no one would know about it.

but

Although she thought so, the girl still leaned over to see what Su Changan was writing.

But this look.

The girl gasped and covered her face with her hands, she couldn't bear to watch it anymore!

And what an ugly handwriting!

The most important thing is, you just wrote the word "豫", it's okay if it's ugly, but why did you put a cross on it?

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(End of this chapter)