"Which lantern do you like?" Si Haochen turned his head and asked.

"Just this one, I guessed it." Ming Ruo solved the next riddle.

Si Haochen looked over and saw that it said: "The lotus from the water comes out to the water and draw a name for the medicinal herbs. Well, I really don't know much about medicinal herbs.

Mingruo held the riddle and saw many people line up in front of the pen and ink. He took out a piece of pencil made by Lu Qiaojiang from the "sleeved bag" and wrote the medicinal herb "Yueyuelian" at the answer to the riddle.

Then I went to find the person who was watching the riddle veranda and went to get the lanterns.

The man took the palace lantern with camellia pattern and handed it to Mingruo: "Girl, your lantern."

"Thank you." Ming Ruo took the lantern and heard someone say that he had started to send out the colorful notes for the poetry competition.

Ming Ruo looked over excitedly and said that it was "posting" and that it was actually "buying". A piece of colored paper costs one tael of silver.

Si Haochen bought a piece of colored paper, and Mingruo smiled and joked: "One or two silver and one piece of paper is a profitable deal. I just don't know if the prize can be worth the ticket price."

"Then see if it's worth it." Si Haochen led Mingruo to the high platform set up in the middle of the Dengke Tower.

The prizes were placed on the long table behind. The first place was a Yishui inkstone, the second place was a silver-intact moonstone-intacted hair crown, and the third place was a red sandalwood folding fan.

"Hey?" Ming Ruo was a little surprised, "Why are they all used by men? Do you look down on girls?"

"Ahem." Si Haochen looked at the girl who was about to be furious and quickly explained, "Since the poetry competition in the heading of the cadet building, no woman has ever won the ranking."

"Is there no 'No. 1 Talented Girl' or something in this huge imperial capital?" Mingruo remembered that when attending the palace banquet, many noble girls considered themselves very high.

"There are some of the first talented women, and you have seen them." Si Haochen's mouth twitched.

"Who?" Why didn't she know that she had seen such an amazing person, who was so low-key?

"Princess Lanyang." Si Haochen saw Mingruo want to speak and immediately warned, "If you dare to use my 'ex-fiancee' to call me again, I will..." Si Haochen threw Mingruo a 'you understand' look.

Mingruo subconsciously covered his lips and did not forget to glar at Si Haochen - Are you a dog? You are always thinking about biting people.

"It seems that you remembered it..." Si Haochen was very satisfied with Ming Ruo's reaction. It seemed that the results of the last "domestic violence" were still very significant.

"She can even be called the 'No. 1 Talented Girl', is there no one in the emperor?" Ming Ruo rolled her eyes. She just hated Princess Lanyang. Facts have proved that she is indeed worth hating.

"It was just because of the power of Duke Anguo's Mansion that others made her show off." The disdain in Si Haochen's eyes was very straightforward.

Soon, the topic of the poetry competition came out. It can be said that it was intended to be the case - Shangyuan Festival.

Ming Ruo pulled out the colorful note from Si Haochen's hand: "Look at me, I will win back that hair crown and wear it for you."

"Do you have no confidence in yourself? Shouldn't you win the first place and win that inkstone back?" Si Haochen helped Ming Ruo to ing ink.

Ming Ruo picked the inkstone in the treasury of the royal palace for his master, so the old god said: "Because the hair crown looks good, the inkstone is not even as good as the worst piece in the treasury, so I don't want it."

"Puff..." Si Haochen rubbed his forehead. His princess was still... looking at things with her appearance. "You really went for the prize..."

"Otherwise? I don't need to earn the reputation of a talented woman so that I can marry into a noble family in the future." Mingruo blinked his big and lively eyes, "Isn't it nice to go shopping in the market and buy some snacks?"

"Cough cough." Si Haochen smiled all over his eyes and pressed his fist against his lips and coughed lightly. How could his princess be so cute!

Mingruo held the brush in his hand and lowered his head to ponder.

Si Haochen saw her with a confused look on his face and kindly said, "I can't think of a good poem, I'll do it."

"Hehe." Ming Ruo made a face to Si Haochen, "You are too worried. I have too many good poems and I don't know which one to write."

"You're just stubborn." Si Haochen wanted to tease Mingruo for a few words, but Mingruo picked up his pen and wrote "Qingyu Case·Yuanxi".

The reason why Ming Ruo chose the poem Xin Qiji is mainly because of the fact that the characters are short. In fact, she prefers Li Qingzhao's "Yongyule·Sunset Molting Gold", but the weather is cold this time, and the hands are so cold that they are too cold.

When Si Haochen saw the first sentence, "The east wind bloomed thousands of flowers and trees at night, and the stars were blowing down, and the stars were like rain." When Si Haochen saw the first sentence of the poem, he felt a bright light. The first sentence of the poem vividly wrote the noisy and prosperous scene of the Shangyuan Festival, while the last sentence of the second sentence, "When I look back, the person is there, the dim light." is the finishing touch of the whole poem.

Mingruo put down his pen and vented on his lips.

Si Haochen's big palm held her little hand, "You're afraid you won't get that hairpin."

"Ah?" Ming Ruo pouted and looked around, "Do they all write well?"

Si Haochen tore off the colored paper with a number marked next to the colored paper, and signaled to 15 to hand it over: "Your poem will definitely win the Yishui Inkstone back."

"Your promise was a bit too early." Mingruo pulled Si Haochen's sleeve and sat down at a small stall selling dumplings. "There are people in the world, and the number one should have a backstage. He compared me, and I just happened to be back."

Mingruo had already planned to do it. Xin Qiji, a patriotic poet, made a big appearance and had to overwhelm the heroes. Then he was operated in secret and he had to be crowned with a crown.

"You made a mistake this time. The judges of the poetry competition were held by the Imperial College Priest. Lord Fang is a famous gentleman..." Si Haochen chuckled.

"Forget it, let's leave everything to fate." Ming Ruo shouted freely, "Waiter, come three bowls of glutinous rice dumplings."

"Girl, there are sesame stuffing, peanut stuffing, and osmanthus stuffing. Which kind do you eat?" Xiaoer asked happily.

Mingruo looked at Si Haochen and the fifteen who was standing behind him: "Which kind do you like?"

"You choose." Si Haochen had no special preference for these snacks.

Shiwu shook his head blankly and asked him to eat dumplings with his master and his wife? He didn't dare, and he felt a little bit pretentious.

"The three kinds are mixed together, and it tastes more interesting." She certainly wants to do multiple-choice questions.

"Okay." The waiter turned around and served the dumplings.

After a while, the steaming dumplings were served. Mingruo scooped up one with a porcelain spoon and bit it down. The skin was soft and glutinous, and the filling was oily and sweet, and it was delicious.

After Mingruo finished eating a dumpling, he saw that Si Haochen and Shiwu did not move: "Why don't you eat it?"

Si Haochen: I was afraid of being thirsty.

Fifteen: I'm afraid of my master.

"Just like your name, you have to eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls today." Ming Ruo picked up a bowl of glutinous rice balls and handed them to Fifteen, "Go to eat aside."
Chapter completed!