Chapter 30 Poetry

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Yang put his hands back and looked up at the eldest princess. She looked so lazy that she said, "The old man is not dead yet. It's your turn to teach me a lesson."

"If you have the ability, talk to the old man."

"Or dig out my father and reprimand him for not being able to teach his children well. It's nothing to bully the younger generation just because of his age."

Yang Shu said and sighed.

Everyone looked at their noses and mouths, not daring to look at the look on the eldest princess's face. She was indeed Madman Yang. She didn't show any dignity to anyone and was willing to die to offend her.

"you!"

The eldest princess's chest rose and fell violently.

"Mother, I ordered the song "The Red Lady Enters the Pass" and the song has already begun. Let's see what we add." Cao Geng hurried over and gave the eldest princess the details of the play.

Yang Shu is a shameless person, and arguing with him will do no good at all, and is really not worth it.

"My nephew wishes my aunt a blessing as good as the East China Sea and a longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

The third prince stood up and said loudly that he knew that the eldest princess wanted to vent her anger on him, but Yang Shu was now breaking the jar and biting whoever he caught. With the king's palace leaning against him, no one could suppress him.

If you use force, you will only lose face.

"I wish the eldest princess to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains." Everyone followed the congratulations, easing the tense atmosphere in the hall.

The eldest princess glared at Yang Shu fiercely, then turned her eyes to talk to the third prince, pretending that Yang Shu was not in the hall.

The eldest princess was in trouble, and no one provoked Yang Shu. They all tacitly treated him as if he was not around.

Yang Shu shrugged. Really, he wasn't even allowed to fire.

Forget it, if he can make sitting here unhappy, his trip is not in vain.

I just like the look on these people's faces that they can't stand him and don't dare to fuck him.

"Are you bored?"

Yang Shu leaned close to Lu Yun's ear and spoke in a low voice.

Lu Yun looked at the people mingling among each other and nodded. Everyone in the hall was laughing heartily, but how true was this?

Looking at people is tiring.

"Then let's go back." Yang Shu was about to get up.

"It's hard to avoid drinking wine alone, Cuizhu, go get my set of Cuitou noodles."

"Order Cuitou Noodles?!" Cao Geng exclaimed, "Mother, you don't want to use it as a lottery ticket!"

Everyone at the table opened their mouths in surprise.

Yang Shu frowned, sat back, and ordered Cuitou Noodles? If it’s not just women’s jewelry, these people’s reaction would be too exaggerated.

"Very strange?" Yang Shu asked Lu Yun.

"It's not strange. The eldest princess has been favored by the late emperor since she was a child. This green head and face are the dowry prepared by the late emperor for her. It took the Bank of China half a year to create it."

"Everything is exquisite. Jasper is rare. There are only three pieces in the palace. All of them were used by the late emperor to make green noodles. They are extremely valuable." Lu Yun explained.

Yang Shu raised his eyebrows and left in no hurry.

Not long after, about thirty maids entered the hall one by one carrying trays.

On the tray are top hairpin, sideburn hairpin, long hairpin, picky hairpin, distraction hairpin, sideburn hairpin, earrings, bracelets, rings, flower hairpins, small hairpins and pecking needles.

There are different types and styles, all made of pure gold and embellished with jasper.

From a distance, Yang Shu couldn't see clearly the lines on it, but it took half a year for the silver craftsmanship to be made, so you can imagine how precise it is.

Yang Shu's eyes twitched, it was so luxurious! A set of hundreds of pieces!

"Today the lotus is in full bloom, I will use this as the title of the poem to see which of you can defeat the others." The eldest princess pointed at the Cuitou face and said with a smile.

The young disciple's eyes lit up and he was eager to give it a try. Everyone else looked at each other and understood clearly. Who in Jian'an didn't know that the eldest princess loved the third prince. She saw that the third prince was upset by her and gave him a wedding gift in advance.

The stick of incense burned out quickly, and the young masters stood up uncontrollably and showed off their talents one after another.

The girls also shyly handed over their own poems.

If it were in the past, Feng Qingwan would definitely write a song to celebrate the eldest princess's birthday, but she was so angry at Yang Shu that she didn't even recover now.

Just one look, and the anger escalated. Let alone writing poems, it was already very difficult to maintain one's composure.

The atmosphere in the hall was warm, and the girls all looked at the eldest princess, hoping to get her appreciation.

The eldest princess wanted to give her a compliment or two, so that they could gain some face when discussing marriage in the future.

After flipping through each page, the eldest princess made a few symbolic comments, which were very bland and she didn't even ask the names of the people.

"Yier, stop hiding it. Auntie doesn't believe you didn't think of it." The eldest princess put down the paper and looked at the third prince, her eyes softening a lot.

The third prince stood up, smiled gently, and said: "The wind carries the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the clear dew ripples. Don't swim deep, as fish play among the lotus leaves."

"good!"

As soon as the third prince finished speaking, cheers rang out in the hall.

The eldest princess nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "No wonder your father always said that you are like him. Your talent is exactly the same as his back then."

"Today's poem, Yi'er is the best." The eldest princess announced the result.

Everyone was not surprised by this and had no objections. The third prince's poems were indeed far better than theirs.

"The third prince's concubine is a blessed person."

Everyone knew about the third prince and Feng Qingwan, and they were willing to please the third prince. Only those who flattered him well would rise quickly.

"Keep it well, you won't need it now, but it will be soon. My aunt has been looking forward to your wedding." The eldest princess looked at Feng Qingwan with a meaningful look in her eyes.

The nobles all laughed and said, "Don't worry, eldest princess, the wedding wine is on the way."

"My lords, this wine is not for you to drink. If you joke again, I will not accompany you." The third prince had a smile on his lips, his manners were elegant, and there was no fault in his words and deeds.

"Drink, drink." Everyone agreed with meaning on their faces and smiled.

Feng Qingwan lowered her head, unable to hide her shyness, and peeked at the third prince, with a sweet smile on her lips. He would always stand up to block the teasing of others.

"Oh, what a happy picture."

Yang Shu clapped his hands and said with a sharp look, "I haven't done anything yet, so why should I say that his is the best?"

Yang Shu stood up, took out the folding fan from his waist, and opened it with a look in his eyes.

The cheerful atmosphere in the hall disappeared instantly. How could I forget this man?

The eldest princess frowned and said impatiently, "Yang Shu, if you want to go back to King Ding's palace to cause trouble, I won't tolerate you."

"Why did I make trouble? Not everyone can do it as you said?" Yang Shu frowned and looked at the eldest princess.

"Dengzhou Rebellion, if it weren't for my father, would you be able to host this birthday party?"

"White-eyed wolf, you are worthy of looking down on me!"

Everyone's mouths opened wide. Crazy Yang really didn't speak, and when he did, he scared people to death.

The eldest princess pointed at him, her hands trembling, "Come here, drag him out, drag him out and beat him..."

"Mother." Cao Geng shouted anxiously, how could Yang Shu move, especially what he just said was the truth. If he was going to fight, the emperor and King Ding's mansion would not be able to explain how everyone looked at the eldest princess's palace.

"Since Yang Shu composed the poem, let him read it. I know how deeply you love me and how deeply you feel responsible for it. But Yang Shu has really made progress today."

"It won't take long." Cao Geng winked at the eldest princess. The poem written by that idiot Yang Shu would only make people laugh. If he wanted to say something, let him say it.