The wreath was passed from the Crown Prince to the Third Prince, and then passed down in turn, with everyone passing the flowers slowly and leisurely.
"I only wish the flowers were like my heart, that we could stay together for years. I would fill the golden cup with flowers and smell them. I don't want the branches to be by my side, but to be given to others..."
When the wreath fell into the hands of Jiang Yuyan, who was on Yu Rou's right, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes flashed, "Stop."
When the drums stopped, the wreaths could no longer be passed down.
"Madam Jiang, you go first." said the palace maid in green.
Although Jiang Yuyan came from a family of military commanders, she was also a recognized talented woman. A poem that began with the word "spring" was no problem for her. She immediately recited "The spring scenery fills the garden and cannot be contained."
This was not difficult, so the wreath was passed to Yu Rou smoothly.
Yu Rou was different. In the eyes of everyone, she was an uneducated, unlearned, and beautiful vase with only a beautiful appearance. Of course, the original owner was actually good at martial arts, but in the Da'an Dynasty, which valued literature over martial arts, it was not an advantage for women to practice martial arts. Therefore, the original owner never mentioned this to outsiders after she grew up.
Everyone was waiting to see Yu Rou make a fool of herself, but she looked at Qin Shen with a smile on her face and said, "Mr. Qin, why don't you come first?"
Qin Shen and she were originally in the same group. Yu Rou asked him to go first, and he didn't think much about it. He didn't need to think and recited, "The early spring rain is as soft as butter."
Yu Rou smiled and praised Qin Shen, "Mr. Qin is truly knowledgeable and talented."
When she smiled, her face looked even more gentle and charming, especially her watery eyes, which were so gentle and charming that even Qin Shen was stunned for a moment, and the other men were also attracted by her.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince glanced at Yu Rou, his eyes were deep and unpredictable.
Yu Rou's actions were beyond everyone's expectations, but also reasonable. No one knew what to say. Only a few ladies whispered a few words. Jiang Yuyan reached out and patted her hand, telling her not to be nervous.
Yu Rou looked calm and nodded to express her gratitude. He Yulian, who was standing nearby, became so angry that her face turned ugly when she heard this.
She didn't look nervous at all, she was clearly very proud of herself.
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For these gentlemen, the Spring Poetry Order is just a piece of cake. They cannot eliminate anyone in the first few rounds. It will take more than ten rounds to determine the winner.
Therefore, the young man of the Yang family behind Qin Shen felt that the "Spring" order was too simple, so he deliberately said a poem containing two "Spring" characters: "Spring breeze, spring rain, and flowers pass by my eyes."
Everyone was not to be outdone, and for a while poems about the word "spring" were flying everywhere, just in line with the spring scenery at that time.
Later on, it evolved into a situation where everyone would only say obscure poems and essays. One person would say a poem about spring, and the others would answer where the poem came from. It seemed that the more obscure and unknown the poem was, the more powerful it was.
Soon it was Yu Rou's turn. Under everyone's gaze, she smiled and looked at Qin Shen. Qin Shen didn't even need her to say anything, and he took the initiative to continue the next sentence: "Spring shades hang down, and the wild grass is green."
When Qin Shen recited poetry, his voice was different from when he spoke. It was gentle, affectionate, warm and soft. Yu Rou felt that listening to it was a pleasure.
Yu Rou looked at Qin Shen with a much more focused gaze.
The prince's expression changed slightly, his eyes became gloomy, and the cup in his hand cracked.
"This... I have never seen this poem before. Does anyone among you know it?" Young Master Yang didn't know where this poem came from, but he felt that the artistic conception of the poem was beautiful, so he asked the others.
"Spring shades hang over the wild grass, and occasionally a single flower blooms brightly. This poem is from Su Shunqin's "Mooring at Dutou in the Huai River at Night."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Yan Wanyun who was speaking.
So everyone started praising Yan Wanyun again, saying that she was really well-read and so on.
Yu Rou said, "Mr. Qin is truly amazing. He can even compose such an obscure poem so fluently."
Qin Shen remained calm and said calmly, "Thank you for the compliment."
Yu Rou smiled and winked at him, "Mr. Qin is too modest."
Qin Shen was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he felt an inexplicable chill on his back. He looked behind him with some confusion, but only saw the prince. Qin Shen thought to himself: "Am I answering too slowly? It seems I should speed up."
After eighteen rounds, someone finally couldn't pick up the ball anymore, and one group was eliminated. After this group took the lead, after ten rounds, only five groups were left out of the ten groups.
Yu Rou had long known that Qin Shen was a talented writer and must have memorized a lot of poems and essays, but she had never expected that he could successfully advance on his own. After nearly thirty rounds, Yu Rou didn't even have to say a single poem, which gave her the upper hand.
This also made many eliminated ladies say behind their backs that they didn't know what kind of incense they burned or which Buddha they worshipped to get such good luck today that they could stay until now.
In the end, there were only a few groups left and the recitation was becoming more and more difficult. There were only so many poems containing the word "spring" in the poems of the predecessors. One less would be one less. There were also rules for the order of the word "spring". When it was your turn to say the poem with the word "spring" ranked third, you could not say the poem with the word "spring" ranked first. Ten groups had spoken for twenty rounds, and even if the poems containing the word "spring" had not been said out, there were not many left. What's more, although everyone present had read a lot of books and some were very learned, it was impossible for anyone to recite all the poems from ancient times to the present. Therefore, it was difficult to continue.
The Queen Mother and the Princess, who had been watching the game, came up with an idea to ask those who couldn't recite the poem to compose a poem on the spot.
It would be fine if the poem meets the requirements, but it cannot be written casually. It must be considered good by everyone. You can't just write a random poem that has nothing to do with the subject and get away with it.
When this idea was proposed, the remaining five groups all thought it was a good idea.
Yu Rou smiled and said to Qin Shen, "Come on, Mr. Qin."
It's not that she doesn't want to help, it's just that she is not in a good position to do so in this situation.
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