"Yes, I hope you will write a poem with the theme of country. The time limit is one stick of incense. You can start."
When a woman lit a stick of incense, a group of young men fell into deep thought. Some were sitting, some standing, and some walking. Everyone had a trace of worry on their faces.
Only Chen Nan was still there, drinking his drink leisurely and not worried at all.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to send someone?"
"What are you mobilizing the Imperial Army for?"
Xiao Dezi said angrily: "I will capture them all and put them all in prison."
"Xiao Dezi, if you dare to think of this next time, I will let you go to a big prison."
"Your Majesty, I am guilty." Xiao Dezi was startled and was about to kneel down, but was helped up by Chen Nan.
"Get away from me." Xiao Dezi followed him timidly. All this was seen by Qing Qing on the second floor, but he didn't notice it.
As for why he doesn't look like a particularly miserable person at all, it's that there's no need to improvise at all.
Chen Nan has been influenced by the 300 poems in the "Book of Songs" since he was a child, and there are naturally many poems and articles related to the country. Therefore, what he has to do now is to write down all these things, and then happily A copywriter.
"Young masters, it's time to burn incense. Who wants to be the first?"
"Wen doesn't dare to be negligent, and I hope Miss Qingqing will forgive me." The first scholar who proposed to marry Qingqing said proactively, and then he read out the words with a gentle blow of the folding fan in his hand.
"The country is thousands of miles away, and the sky is clear and clear..." After saying this, the audience was quiet for a moment, and applause broke out from the second floor.
"I appreciate your literary talent." Everyone on the first floor twitched at the corners of their mouths. If this can be called literature, wouldn't a cock fight become a poem?
"Sorry, sorry, I did it in a hurry, please forgive me, Miss Qingqing."
Later, other students also began to write impromptu poems, but the results were not satisfactory. Qingqing's eyes gradually dimmed behind the curtain, because she found that no one could satisfy her.
"Young masters, it's getting late. You can go back. I'm feeling a little unwell today, so I'll leave first."
The students around were a little disappointed, which meant that they didn't like any of them. They were about to leave when suddenly, Chen Nan, who was eating, stood up.
"Miss Qingqing, can you listen to me?"
"It turns out that you can also compose poems, so it's not just for eating!"
"Yes, I think you are like a starving ghost reincarnated. Let her go back to sleep quickly."
Before she could say anything, the students who were about to leave started laughing, as if all the grievances of the night were poured out on Chen Nan.
"I'm really sorry. I don't know what poem you wrote. Can I let you read it out?" Qingqing was very polite, but still had a smile on her face.
"Miss Qingqing, before I write the poem, I have something to ask you."
"What's up?"
"What do you think of the country and its people?"
Chen Nan's question made everyone startled, even Qing Qing. She hesitated and spoke slowly.
"Sir, I think the same is true for the common people, just like a ship and a river." As soon as she said these words, the whole place exploded. In ancient times, this would have been treasonous.
"Haha, this is a good saying. I composed a song called "Giving Beauty" and I hope Miss Qingqing will appreciate it."
While living in this world, one’s will remains unshakable, and thousands of miles of rivers are visited by thousands of people.
Although I am young, I cannot forget the safety of the country...
After singing "Gift Beauty", the scene was completely silent. For a long time, Qingqing was the first to come to her senses and applauded.
"Very good, very good "Giving Beauty". Although your status is humble, I admire your talent very much. You can go upstairs first."
Being invited by Qingqing, Chen Nan didn't show any pretense and ran up the stairs. The group of students below looked at him with envy, but he couldn't feel a trace of jealousy.
"The Gift of Beauty" defeated all the students present and walked out of the Jiaofang Department in despair. This night was a heavy blow to them.
Chen Nan walked into Qingqing's boudoir and saw that her face was covered with a veil and she was dressed in a white palace dress, which vividly outlined her curvy figure.
Chen Nan smiled faintly and stretched out his arms to hug her, but she twisted her waist and dodged him.
"Master, you are too impatient. I will take a bath and freshen up first, and then I will serve you." As she spoke, her sleeves passed across Chen Nan's face, and a refreshing fragrance hit her, and her figure disappeared. In place.
Chen Nan sat alone in his bedroom, looking around boredly. Qing Qing's bedroom was very large, more than fifty square meters, and filled with various plants.
Chen Nan was very interested in flowers and plants. He looked at the scenery outside and the flowers and plants.
Just as Chen Nan was about to look away, he saw a girl in a white dress coming over. After looking around, he quickly hid himself behind the wall, not because he liked hiding, but because he recognized this woman. , the nun who tried to kill him twice.
Just when he was still wondering why this nun came here, the nun suddenly looked over, and he quickly squatted down to avoid being seen.
Nalan Mingzhu stood on Cangsheng Bridge and had been waiting for half an hour, but still no one came. Finally, she lost all patience and turned around to leave.
He poked his head out of the flowerpot, thinking who was talking to her, but when he looked up, he didn't see her.
"Master, where are you going?" A soft voice sounded from behind. Chen Nan turned around and found that she was standing next to him.
At this time, she had taken off her white clothes and put on a red gauze skirt, revealing her green and fair skin, making her look even more attractive.
Not only that, there was a red gauze covering her head and she was holding a scale in her hand. Perhaps seeing the suspicion in Chen Nan's eyes, she took the initiative to speak.
"Master, although I am not a good person, tonight is the biggest day in my life for me. I don't ask you, I just hope you can take off my veil and let me be your bride."
When she said this, Chen Nan clearly saw a tear on her face.
Just take the red cloth away.
Qingqing was stunned, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, her eyes narrowed slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was waiting for his touch.
He got up, closed the window, walked to the bed, held Qingqing's hand, and whispered: "Can you tell me your experience?"
Qingqing's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she was still in disbelief.
