"This poem has a serene and natural artistic conception; it is truly a superb poem!"
Hearing everyone's praise, the little princess's still-childlike, perfectly oval face flushed slightly, and she chuckled, "You flatter me, you flatter me!"
Zhang Jiucheng continued reading the third poem:
"All the birds have flown away, leaving only a lone cloud drifting leisurely by."
"We gaze at each other without ever growing tired, only Mount Jingting and I."
The moment the poem was recited, the hall erupted in an uproar.
"What a beautiful poem! What a beautiful poem!"
"We gaze at each other without ever growing tired; only Mount Jingting is truly magnificent!"
"Who could have written this poem? It clearly surpasses the poems of Young Master Zhu and the young princess!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingshou's face turned extremely ugly.
The young princess frowned and looked at Qin Chuan. Could it be that he wrote it?
Zhang Jiucheng didn't keep everyone in suspense and directly announced the author of the poem: "The author of this poem is Yan Rusu."
"Yan Rusu? Never heard of him before, who is he?"
The crowd searched everywhere for this person named "Yan Rusu," but no one stood up.
Zhang Jiucheng said, "Please, Mr. Yan, stand up so that everyone can get to know you."
Under the eager gazes of the crowd, a handsome scholar with a white, fox-like face finally stood up. Zhu Qingshou glanced at him and exclaimed in surprise, "Why does he look so familiar!"
The handsome scholar stood for a moment, then immediately sat down.
This person was actually Su Ruyan. She wrote her name backwards and used her mother's surname.
After she sat down, Qin Chuan exchanged a glance with her, gave her a thumbs up, and whispered, "Wife, you're amazing..."
“That’s your poem too…” Su Ruyan quietly stuck out her tongue and twitched her eyebrows.
"Shh..." Qin Chuan put his index finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.
At this moment, Zhang Jiucheng announced the last poem, saying:
"This poem is amazing; it deserves to be ranked number one."
His words piqued everyone's interest, and they began to discuss it animatedly.
"That last song was already so amazing, I thought it was going to be number one!"
"Yes, I didn't expect there to be something even more amazing!"
"Whose poems could possibly surpass those of this Master Yan Ru Su?"
"Just listen to what Lord Zhang says, why all the fuss!"
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