Meng Guxue was filled with remorse, and the only person who could empathize with her was Sheng Xiuran.

She had just carefully considered her words and thought she had come up with a pretty good poem. She had just stood up and was about to hand it to Messrs. Gu and Zhao when the Second Prince was angered and left by the girl from the Qiao family!

Sheng Xiuran felt heartbroken when she thought about how she had been looking forward to this East Suburb Poetry Festival for half a year.

Now she can only hope that her poems will be favored by Mr. Gu and Mr. Zhao and spread her reputation as a talented woman.

In this way, the Second Prince will probably also look at her differently through the mouths of others!

It has to be said that Sheng Xiuran and Meng Guxue were thinking the same thing again.

While Meng Guxue was still feeling depressed, Sheng Xiuran had already walked up to her.

There was arrogance between her eyebrows, and when she saw Meng Guxue standing there in a daze, she couldn't help but sneer.

Whose daughter is this? She looks still very young, but she is so eager to show off.

ridiculous!

Sheng Xiuran's face was full of contempt, but when she faced Mr. Gu and Mr. Zhao, she instantly changed into a dignified and decent look.

"Sheng Jiaxiuran's humble work, please take a look at it, gentlemen."

A little boy on the stage immediately took the rice paper from Sheng Xiuran.

Meng Guxue came back to her senses and couldn't help rolling her eyes when she saw Sheng Xiuran's pretentious look.

In front of my poems, no matter which family you come from, you can never stand out!

"Hello, this is my poem, please pass it to me too!"

Meng Guxue walked to the edge of the stage in two or three steps and stuffed his own poem into the child's hand.

"you!"

Sheng Xiuran saw Meng Guxue put her poem on the

However, Meng Guxue ignored her and walked back to her seat.

Sheng Xiuran thought to himself that he must not be disrespectful in front of others, so he suppressed his anger and leisurely returned to the stone table.

On the other side, Qiao Diyi immediately carried Qiao Jiaojiao through the peach forest. Nanny Liu was guarding outside the peach forest.

[Second brother, hurry up! Hurry up! Meng Guxue's poem will be read soon, I don't want to miss it! ]

「Ahh——」

Qiao Jiaojiao was too impatient. Seeing that there was no one around, Qiao Diyi simply used Qinggong, which scared Qiao Jiaojiao so much that she started to scream "Ah ...

Nanny Liu was very quick and efficient and in no time she changed Qiao Jiaojiao into clean clothes.

When Qiao Diyi saw it, he flew out without any urging from Qiao Jiaojiao.

[Ahhh! Second brother, you are awesome! You are awesome! ]

As Qiao Diyi was carrying Qiao Jiaojiao out of the peach forest, he heard Mr. Gu on the stage asking, "Who is Miss Meng?"

Qiao Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this.

[Oh, I caught up! It’s time for the heroine to show off! 】

Meng Guxue slowly stood up and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Gu. I'm Meng Guxue."

Everyone looked towards Meng Guxue, and were secretly surprised when they saw Mr. Gu mentioned her name.

You should know that those whose names were just mentioned are all those whose poems have been recognized.

Miss Meng looks still young, could it be that she has some hidden talent for poetry?

Under the stage, Sheng Xiuran clenched the handkerchief in her hand and almost broke her teeth!

Her poem was submitted together with that of Meng Guxue, but Mr. Gu only mentioned Meng Guxue without calling her name.

Could it be that the poems she wrote are not as good as those of the unknown Meng Guxue?

Everyone was discussing, and Mr. Gu suddenly said, "Miss Meng's poem is very well written."

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

The word "excellent" coming from Mr. Gu's mouth is really a very high evaluation!

"The whole poem is as follows: I vowed to wipe out the Xiongnu without caring about my own life, and five thousand minks and silks were lost in the dust of the Huns. It's a pity that his bones are by the Wuding River, but he is still the man in my dreams!"

As Mr. Gu finished speaking, the whole place was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Qiao Tianjing couldn't help but look shocked.

If he had not known from his younger sister that these poems were written by the elders from Meng Guxue's world, even he would have been impressed by Meng Guxue's poetic talent.

Different from others who either eulogized the soldiers or cursed the northerners, Meng Guxue linked "bones by the river" and "spring dreams in the boudoir", which really makes people sad and is particularly in line with her identity as a girl in the boudoir.

[Tsk tsk tsk, Meng Guxue really picked a good song. ]

Even Qiao Jiaojiao nodded repeatedly, expressing her approval of Meng Guxue's attempt.

The prince looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that the ten-year-old daughter of the Meng family was so talented that she surpassed everyone present.

Gradually, whispers began to arise in the room, with voices of exclamation and doubt.

"She is so young, how could she possibly write such a poem? Maybe she asked someone to write it for her, just to show off?"

"That's right. To do such a deceitful thing just to get attention shows that one's character is not good!"

These words were instigated by Sheng Xiuran and the little sisters around her who only obeyed her.

As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately echoed by the majority of people.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiaojiao nestled comfortably in Qiao Tianjing's arms, with an expression as if she was enjoying a good show.

[How will the heroine respond? It would be nice if she could eat some melon seeds at this time. It would be the standard to watch the fun while eating! ]

Upon hearing this, Qiao Tianjing took out a carefully wrapped teething biscuit from his arms and handed it to Qiao Jiaojiao with a smile.

Qiao Jiaojiao took it with a smile on her face.

[Ah~ Such a considerate brother, he will be my sister-in-law! ]

Qiao Tianjing: “…”

Little sister, can’t you stop eating?

Seeing that the doubts in the room were growing louder, Mr. Gu slowly stood up.

He looked solemn and serious.

The most important thing for a scholar is character, followed by talent.

If Miss Meng really had such literary talent, he would definitely not have wronged her today.

If Miss Meng is really a person who seeks fame and reputation, then she will no longer have a place in the East Suburb Poetry Festival in the future!

Meng Guxue took a deep breath. She also knew that today’s poetry reading was extremely important to her!

"Miss Meng, I have a few words to ask you."

Meng Guxue nodded immediately, "Mr. Gu, please speak."

Gu Qianshan showed Meng Guxue's rice paper to everyone. When Qiao Jiaojiao saw the dog-scratching words, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It’s definitely the modern people who can’t write calligraphy!

"First, this word..."

Upon hearing this, Meng Guxue immediately raised her hand in public, secretly feeling lucky.

"Mr. Gu, my right hand is injured and it is difficult for me to hold the pen. I did not mean to pollute your eyes."

She slowly removed the handkerchief wrapped around her hand, revealing the bloodstained back of her hand. This reason was indeed impeccable.

Qiao Jiaojiao grinned secretly.

[Oh my god, this Meng Guxue has some courage——]

Seeing this, Gu Qianshan nodded secretly, thinking that this was understandable.

So he continued to ask: "Second, where did the Xiongnu and Wuding River come from? Is there any historical records to support this?"

Meng Guxue didn't expect these old scholars to be so serious, but fortunately she had already thought of an excuse.