The excitement of the scene has been rare for decades. It seems that the last time the scene was the same was when King Mo Ting got married.
Mr. Ding walked up to Prince Mo Ting with a smile on his face and said, "My lord, how do you think this matter should be handled?"
He was very excited that he could dig out a genius with his own hands. As a generation of imperial masters, he also loved talents. The most exciting thing was to see countless talents emerging from Mo Ting.
King Mo Ting's smile was very vague and mysterious, "I will not interfere in the decisions made by professionals, you can do whatever you want."
There was something strange in Mr. Ding's heart, but he couldn't say anything. He turned his head and said, "What do the two princes think?"
The two princes apologized in unison and said, "It's up to you, sir."
The second prince sighed deeply in his heart and said nothing more.
Mr. Ding walked to the side concubines politely and said, "The two concubines are very talented. How do you evaluate this poem?"
These two were the leaders of the year, with outstanding talents, and a deep understanding of poetry. That's why King Mo Ting decided to bring them to this poetry meeting.
When necessary, he is also an excellent reviewer
Concubine Shu bowed slightly and gestured with courtesy, "This poem has a noble character and profound meaning. It is a rare masterpiece."
Concubine Ling smiled gracefully, showing everyone's style, "Exactly, I have never seen such an outstanding poem. This Miss Fang is indeed talented and deserves the reputation of being the leader."
Everyone agreed that Fang Lian deserved to be the leader
So, instead of following the past practice, we asked them to fill in another poem again.
Mr. Ding walked to the stage, looked down at the dense crowd of people below, and took a deep breath, "Everyone, I hereby announce that the leader of this competition is the long-awaited Miss Fang Lian of the Fang family."
As soon as he finished speaking, cheers and applause sounded like thunder, impacting everyone's eardrums like an overwhelming force.
Fang Lian is as delicate as the willow wind, unable to support her, her lotus steps are graceful, and she walks gracefully on the high platform.
Mr. Ding nodded slightly and said in a very cordial manner, "Miss Fang Lian, please allow me to pay my highest respect. I admire your talent endlessly."
Such politeness and gentleness are extremely rare for him. For Fang Lian, it is a great joy for his ancestors' virtues. The first generation of imperial masters has always been the only one to pay homage to him.
Fang Lian was flattered, but her mind was still a little clear. She kept her expression not too exaggerated and bowed politely.
"Mr. Ding, you've given me the award. How can your talent, which is so small and unattainable, compare to your ability to assist the prince in benefiting Mo Ting's people?"