"Prince?" Li Yi looked towards the door and saw a man in his twenties, dressed in white as snow, holding a folding fan and walking slowly in. This man had fair skin and a straight nose, but there was a trace of frivolity between his eyebrows.

The color and the mutual induction between love rivals made Li Yi quickly determine that this person must be his enemy.

"The appearance is not bad, although there is still a little gap between him and me..." Li Yi glanced at the prince and felt teasing in his heart.

"Look, that's the great talent Wang Juxian, Prince Wang. It is said that Prince Wang has written three collections of poems..."

"Yes, I have read it. Prince Wang's poems are so beautiful that no one can imagine..."

"That's natural. It is said that Mr. Wang was accepted as a registered disciple by a certain immortal, which is quite extraordinary..." Several young women from the Wang and Sun family in the courtyard had peach blossoms in their eyes, and the voices of nymphos reached Li Yi's ears from time to time.

This Wang Juxian had a faint smile on his lips, and he had a demeanor of being able to see through the world of mortals. He had seen this situation many times: as the most talented person in the capital (self-proclaimed), he had great power in the court.

Dad, more importantly, he is a registered disciple of Taoist Master Chang Feng of Ziwei Temple. You must know that this Taoist Master Chang Feng is a direct disciple of the current national master Zhang Xun! With these identities and backgrounds, if a woman from an ordinary family meets

It would be strange if he didn't exclaim when he saw it.

He stepped through the door, but turned back, smiled lightly at the people outside, and gestured with the folding fan in his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Suddenly, many people who were paying attention to him were stunned. Who is this? With such great dignity, he actually allowed the great talent Wang Juxian to treat him so politely? Could it be... Mr. Wang? Or the person in Ziwei Temple?

A lotus foot crossed the threshold lightly and delicately, and it turned out to be a young woman.

This woman has extremely beautiful appearance, with willow eyebrows and thin shoulders. She is wearing a lavender lotus skirt, a crystal jasper hairpin on her head, and her coiled black hair is gorgeously decorated with beads.

White embroidered brocade shoes, these seemingly elegant and luxurious clothes, but they make her even more elegant.

She walked in, gracefully bowed to Wang Juxian as a token of thanks, then turned around and left without saying a word, leaving Wang Juxian, who was originally free and elegant, alone there, looking slightly embarrassed.

Wang Juxian suppressed his anger and glanced at the back of the figure walking forward. The haze flashed through his eyes, and he was secretly angry: Huh, why are you pretending to be aloof to me now? If you fall into my hands one day...

"Princess Jade! It's Princess Jade Liu Yu!" Zhao Caizi beside Li Yi shouted excitedly, and then frowned and said: "How could a princess with such a status come with Wang Juxian? Her marriage was appointed by the emperor.

,Although the fifth young master of the Li family is a well-known playboy, this Wang Juxian is too bold..."

Li Yi was only sixteen years old at the moment. He was naturally inconspicuous among a group of well-developed and tall "talents". Princess Jade casually glanced at the talented scholar and then went to the sisters whom she had not seen for a long time.

As I walked there, I didn't find my fiancé at all.

When Li Yi saw the scene just now, he immediately relaxed in his heart: It's okay, okay, this girl just came in together, but I was shocked! Well, look at it this way, my wife has not hooked up with this pretty boy Wang Juxian...

…

Although he tried his best to get a lot of information about Princess Liu Yu, he was not a stalker.

Most of the irritation I felt before was due to being looked down upon, ignored, and scorned - being looked down upon by such a beautiful girl, being ignored by my future wife, and being looked down upon by a girl who is much younger than myself! This kind of thing

For Li Yi, who has a very good face and a macho spirit, this is much more serious than a slap in the face. Naturally, his uncle can tolerate it, but his aunt can't tolerate it anymore.

"Dong, dong, dong -" A thick and powerful bell rang from the bell tower next to the main hall, and then an old monk wearing cassocks slowly walked out of the main hall and said slowly: "Dear guests, please follow me.

Please come in, your Majesty has been admiring the flowers in the backyard for a long time."

"What? The emperor has already arrived?"

"Ah, was my behavior just now correct..." As soon as everyone heard what the old monk said, they all panicked and followed the old monk through the main hall and out through a door hidden behind the Buddha statue.

As soon as everyone entered the backyard, their eyes lit up. There were many peonies in various colors: red, yellow, pink, white... These flowers were blooming in the bright spring light. Looking around, under the lush trees, there were densely packed flowers.

They are all peonies and clusters of rongong, blooming all over the clear sky, making it difficult to tell which is the leaf and which is the flower. It is so beautiful!

There is a pavilion in the sea of ​​flowers, with the word "Agarwood" written on it. It is surrounded by a gauze tent. Through the gauze tent, you can vaguely see two people sitting in the pavilion. They are probably the emperor and the imperial master.

"This peony poetry gathering was supposed to be hosted by the abbot of our temple, the abbot, but the abbot traveled far away at the invitation of a friend, so this time it will be hosted by me..." The old monk was not tall, but his voice was quite deep.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted everyone's attention. This was the effect of the Buddhist lion's roar.

"This rule still requires one hour to compose a poem, and it will be judged by the six sects of poetry in this temple, with one poem each for Yuan, Dian, Yan, Hua, and Lu..." While the old monk was still explaining the rules

, the people around Li Yi had already begun to frown and admire the scenery, thinking hard.

Wang Juxian glanced disdainfully at the surrounding talented fellows who were closing their eyes and meditating. He shook his folding fan, put his hands behind his back, and then looked around, holding his head high and chest high, looking quite high-spirited.

The old monk had just finished explaining the rules when he heard someone shout loudly: "Master, I just composed a poem here, and I would like all the masters to comment on it."

Everyone followed the voice and saw that the speaker was actually the Third Prince Liu Che who was standing in front of the pavilion not far away with a proud look on his face!

"The third prince doesn't know how to write poetry at such a young age. He must have memorized some poems to entertain the emperor..." Everyone saw the proud look on Liu Che's face, although he did not dare to show it on his expression.

There was no trace of contempt on his face, but he couldn't help but ridicule him in his heart.

"Oh? Third Prince, please..." The old monk raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Well, just now, I looked up at the sky and saw a white cloud in the sky shaped like a white goose playing in the water. It was quite vivid. I felt something in my heart and composed a song - Ode to the Goose!" Liu Che paced with his little hands behind his back.

After two steps, the path is inscrutable.

"Although this boy is a little impatient, he is not stupid... There are obviously no geese here, but he actually thought that the clouds in the sky look like geese... Well, these clouds are ever-changing, there is no proof..." Li Yi stared, and secretly laughed in his heart.

, this "Ode to the Goose" is the one that my student learned the fastest.

"Ahem..." Liu Che coughed twice, straightened up, and started chanting:

"Goose, goose, goose, the song is singing to the sky.

White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves."

"Why have I never heard of this poem?" Everyone present was stunned after hearing this poem. After trying to think back, they found that they had never heard of this poem at all, and although this poem was nothing,

It is a profound thought, but quite expressive. The three characters "goose" at the beginning alone have set off the fresh and cheerful atmosphere of the whole poem!

"This..." Wang Juxian was stunned. He wanted to take the lead first, but he didn't know that the third prince actually wrote a poem. Moreover, no matter what angle and aspect you look at, this poem is outstanding in terms of the beauty of the poem.
Chapter completed!