After Reincarnating, the Ice-Cold Prince Won’t Leave Me Alone

  Chapter 241 There are bigger melons waiting for them

  She actually made such a low-level mistake!

   For a while, she stood still. Racking his brains to think of countermeasures. "...I made this poem before. I was too impatient just now, so I just..."

  Shen Mingjiao interrupted her again: "Don't rush to explain, I would like to remind you kindly, think about the problems with the two poems about peach blossoms that I made earlier!"

  After she finished speaking, she looked at the dazed ladies sitting in the front row: "Okay, don't look like you are about to cry, and ask what you want to ask."

  Su Qing's face froze again, she tried hard to recall the poem she read before, but the more anxious her mind was, the more she couldn't remember it.

At this moment, a plain-clothed woman with a high bun sitting in a corner stood up, and some female relatives who knew her couldn't help exclaiming, her name was Hu Shuzhen, and she was a well-known female wife in the Great Xia Kingdom. She had publicly expressed her appreciation for Su Qing's work poetry.

  Hu Shuzhen looked at Su Qing with disappointment in her eyes:

   "A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, lovely deep red loves light red. The crazy catkins go with the wind, and the frivolous peach blossoms flow..."

  "Peach blossoms bloom first when they are warm in spring, and no one can see the beauty. Once the flowers wither, the color fades, the sound is perfect, and people are gone. The east wind is ruthless.

   Does the princess think these four poems are familiar? "

   Some illiterate people were stunned for a moment, it was obviously two poems! How could it be four songs?

   "Peach blossoms bloom first when they are warm in spring, and no one can see the beauty. Anyone who knows a little poetry can read it. This is obviously a poem with concise words and bright artistic conception. But what you read next is:

   Once the flowers wither, the color fades, the sound becomes perfect, and the people disperse. The east wind is ruthless, the flowers are broken, and the scene is changed, just lamenting. Beauty and bones, life and death write joys and sorrows...

  Even people who don't understand poetry can read the strong sadness and desolation of this poem. May I ask the princess, how did you combine two poems with completely different words, sentences, artistic conceptions, and genres into one poem? "

   After speaking, she didn't seem to want to stay any longer, bowed to Shen Mingjiao, then got up and left without looking back.

  Everyone was in an uproar, and anyone with a brain could understand the meaning of these words?

  Princess Princess obviously didn't write this poem by herself!

  Some people think of the poems that Su Qing wrote in the past with completely different styles, but each of them is amazing, and for a moment they feel as if they have discovered something great!

  When Hu Shuzhen spoke, Su Qing knew that something was wrong. When the other party finished speaking, although she still gritted her teeth and remained calm, her face turned pale involuntarily.

  She didn't understand how things could turn out like this!

  She studied science in her previous life. Although she has memorized a lot of poetry because of her father, it can be said that she only has a superficial understanding of poetry.

  I have never faced the situation just now. So nothing went wrong.

  But just now, in desperation, she unexpectedly...

   She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down. She called Hu Shuzhen who was walking away:

   "Master Hu, please stop."

  Hu Shuzhen stopped in her tracks, bowed her head respectfully, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what orders the Crown Princess has?"

  Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he could still hear the disgust in his tone.

  For literati, plagiarizing other people's works is the most shameless.

A haze flashed across Su Qing's eyes, but he explained with a smile on his face: "Master Hu may have misunderstood me. I admit that the two poems just now were not well done, but people's brains are limited. Under the situation just now, Ben Gong has written so many poems in a row, and his mind has not turned around for a while, so..."

  Anyway, she absolutely cannot admit it, otherwise the poems she has written over the years and the names of those talented women will all become jokes.

  Seeing that she still looks decent and generous, some people hesitated.

  Hu Shuzhen still looked at her coldly, with even more disappointment in her eyes. After being a teacher for so many years, how could she not see the gloom in Su Qing's eyes.

  Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Shen Mingjiao knocked on the edge of the table impatiently: "Hey! Do you two still want to compete! Why bother talking so much nonsense, if you really want to prove that you have real skills, then continue drawing questions!"

  Su Qing seemed to have finally found a point to vent, staring at her with fixed eyes: "You want to see my jokes so much?"

  Shen Mingjiao nodded honestly: "Yes! That's fine, don't talk nonsense, if you don't want to compare, then just admit defeat, everyone is very busy these days, who has time to watch the white lotus bloom here!"

  Su Qing knew that things were deceitful, but in the current situation, if she just admit defeat like this, it would be tantamount to admitting that all the poems she wrote in the past were plagiarized. Her statement would go downhill from here on out.

   At that time, if Jing and Di don't need to do anything, the court officials will use her as an excuse for misbehavior. Demand the abolition of her crown princess.

  But if you continue to draw questions, there may be hope of regaining your reputation.

  She glared at Shen Mingjiao with resentment, now she is in a dilemma, this is an out-of-the-box conspiracy.

  Finally, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward, staring at the pile of papers in front of her for a long time, before picking up the bottom one with a single heart.

   However, the moment she opened it, she froze in place, and saw "Water Well" written crookedly on the snow-white paper.

  It was the same as the topic that Yun Shu picked up at the beginning, but she really knows how to write poetry, and Su Qing is a Xibei.

   Immediately afterwards, Yun Shu stepped forward. Coincidentally, this time she also drew a "well".

  Bisheng Shen Mingjiao is still on the sidelines, who doesn't think it's a big deal:

   "Tsk! You two got the same topic? It's over now, grand nephew and daughter-in-law. Whether your reputation can turn the tide depends on whether your knowledge reserve is rich or not!"

  Hearing what he meant, Su Qing almost wanted to kill someone. But she couldn't think of a poem about a well even though she was thinking hard.

  But at this moment, Yun Shu looked up at the crowd, and slowly raised her lips to read the poem she had thought up.

  Everyone finished listening. Stunned in place for a moment,

  A poem of nearly a hundred characters, with a well as the background, describes a woman who has no worries about food and clothing. I only know Yangchun Baixue every day. Once there was a great change in the family, she was reduced to a peasant girl in a jingchai cloth skirt, carrying water and chopping firewood every day.

  The whole poem is relaxed and comfortable at the beginning to miserable and desolate at the end. It didn't use too many uncommon and gorgeous words, but it made people listen unconsciously.

   Especially many women present were born in poverty, listening to this poem. more emotionally resonant.

   Even Hu Shuzhen, who was about to leave, stopped suddenly. After Yun Shu finished reading, she stopped for a long time to think about it, then raised her head:

   "The girl's poem is excellent, and it can be called a masterpiece handed down to the world!"

  Everyone was shocked again, this is a very high evaluation. But after thinking about the poem that Yun Shu read just now, she also felt it was a matter of course.

  From this moment, Yun Shu became famous with this poem, which laid the foundation for her future status in the literary world.

  Many of her poems have been handed down to later generations, and she has become a frequent visitor to silently write and recite the full text in the nine-year compulsory education textbooks, but these are all things to come.

  At this moment, when Su Qing heard the poem Yun Shu read, her first thought was, could it be that the other party also traveled through time? Otherwise, how could an ancient woman who had not received any good education write such a good poem?

  Shen Mingjiao turned her head and looked at Su Qing with a smile: "Okay, eldest nephew and daughter-in-law. It's your turn."

  Everyone's gazes looked over at the same time, and Su Qing was bathed in the different gazes of nearly a thousand people on the field. She clenched her fists,

   Such a feeling of attention is what she has been pursuing for a long time.

  However, at this moment, she felt embarrassed like never before. The eyes of these people were like slaps, slapping her cheeks hotly.

  It happened that her mind was in a mess at this time, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't hold back a poem no matter what. Gradually, her face was flushed and she just wanted to disappear in place.

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  (end of this chapter)