The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.
Looking back, you can smile and be charming, the pink and white in the Sixth Palace are colorless.
Historically, Yang Yuhuan was born with beauty, plump figure, good at singing and dancing, good at playing the pipa, and had high musical talents.
Emperor Chu's eyes rested on Yang Yuhuan's beautiful figure. She had a perfect facial contour, skin like soft jade, eyebrows like the rosy blue of Aoyuan Mountain, long and thick eyelashes, and an exquisite appearance.
She really has bright eyes, soft and white, like duckweed floating in the water, with thousands of streams of light, black hair flowing down like a clear pool, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, making her more and more charming and seductive.
Obviously, the evaluation of her beauty in history was not false at all. Even though Emperor Chu had all kinds of beauties, facing Yang Yuhuan, who had a plump body and a shameless face, he still found her charming and fascinating.
The arrival of Yang Yuhuan can arouse the deepest evil in everyone's hearts, and there is a hint of dissolute laughter in the endless shouting.
The woman is stunningly young, breathtakingly beautiful, with a charming temperament. She has a devilishly sexy figure, her skin and appearance are as beautiful and energetic as a tea-like girl, her plump and voluptuous body and the charming eyebrows are... Looks extremely mature and attractive.
"Welcome to Shuiyun Pavilion. Today will be the last civil and military competition. There is no first in civility and no second in martial arts. You come to Shuiyun Pavilion to make friends with poems and make friends with martial arts. The one who is first in civil and military competitions is our pavilion. The Lord Himself will be with you all day long.”
"The poetry competition starts now!"
Yang Yuhuan's voice sounded like the sound of nature, her spiritual eyes flashed across everyone's figures, her pretty red lips rose, and there was a charming smile.
Emperor Chu stood tall in the crowd, completely blocked by the shouting crowd. Of course, it was impossible for Yang Yuhuan to find his traces.
"Xuanyuan Meng, Tai Youcai is here?"
"Go back to your master, I have been waiting outside the private room for a long time!"
"Very good. Tell him that if he fails to win first place in the poetry competition, I will make his life worse than death."
Xuanyuan Bao's sinister voice sounded, followed by Xuanyuan Meng laughed innocently and said: "Don't worry, young master, the most talented person in the poetry competition is guaranteed to win. He is known as the poetry genius of the Thirteenth County of Chu."
"very good!"
Xuanyuan Bao has his own plan. Tai Youcai has passed all the tests in the past few days and is a popular candidate to win the first place in the poetry competition. In the martial arts competition, he dares to be second, but no one dares to be first.
When the time comes, the top civil and military leader will fall into his hands, and Yang Yuhuan will be with him for two days. Xuanyuan Bao is very confident that he will win Yang Yuhuan's heart within two days.
Xuanyuan Leopard couldn't stop twitching at the thought of hugging a beautiful woman back home soon, a slutty smile appeared on his gloomy face, and his eyes kept passing over Yang Yuhuan's plump figure.
"It's so damn tempting, so sultry!"
"Congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master. Soon the Master of Shuiyun Pavilion will become the young master's concubine."
The two attendants congratulated each other, Xuanyuan Bao raised his brows with joy, and said in a majestic voice: "After I win the heart of a beauty, I will take you to the battlefield to perform meritorious service in a few days. Then you and other high-ranking officials will be generously paid, and you will be surrounded by beautiful women."
"Thank you, Master, for your cultivation!"
"Thank you, Master, for your cultivation!"
Xuanyuan Meng and Xuanyuan Lei laughed endlessly and thanked each other. Xuanyuan Bao raised his hand to signal, and the two fell into silence for an instant, looking towards the high platform.
Yang Yuhuan spoke again, raised her jade arms, and the Shuiyun Pavilion was instantly quiet. She asked everyone present to describe the love between men and women in a poem. She would accompany the winner for a day, and at the same time receive Shuiyun Pavilion's daughter as a reward.
Everyone present was very confused. A few days ago, the topics given were all related to war. Why was it suddenly asked to recite poems to describe the love between men and women today? This topic is not easy for people like them who wander around the world.
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Some people can't help but whisper that although the Shuiyun Pavilion Master is a fairy, it seems that she has also fallen in love with a mortal. If I can make her fall in love, what else can I ask for for the rest of my life?
"Yes, every time she smiles, the world becomes pale. Ever since I met her, I have been haunted by her. During this time, I feel as if my whole body has been hollowed out."
A kiss of love will lead to death without regrets!
Discussions rang out from all around, and Emperor Chu couldn't help but shake his head secretly, thinking in his heart that he should have collected Yang Yuhuan earlier. Such a goblin staying in the Beast Imperial City would simply harm the people.
Think about this.
Emperor Chu looked towards the high platform, and Yang Yuhuan's beautiful figure disappeared. The rules she set were very simple, whoever's poems can make him appear, will be the winner.
The young masters were impatient and began to show off their literary talent. About an hour passed, but Emperor Chu did not hear a single poem that he could listen to.
He finally understood that it turned out that not every gentle and elegant young man holding a folding fan could recite poems and compose poems.
Look!
Tai Youcai is here, he is the most talented poet in the Thirteen Counties.
Alas, it seems that Tai Youcai is going to come out on top. Everyone knows that he is from Young Master Xuanyuan. They will be the first in both culture and martial arts. Master Shuiyun Pavilion will not be able to escape from Young Master Xuanyuan's clutches.
What's wrong with a beautiful woman paired with a young talent?
Don’t forget, Young Master Xuanyuan is the number one prince in the Beast Imperial City. He has already become famous in less than a month after returning to the Beast Imperial City. In addition to his own strength, don’t forget the person behind him, but he has always been
The pillar of the empire.
Compare people to others, compare to dead people.
When Emperor Chu heard the crowd's noise, he raised his head and looked towards the private room on the second floor. He could vaguely see Xuanyuan Leopard's unscrupulous smile, clearly looking like he was sure to win.
He shook his head helplessly. The imperial generals were bleeding on the battlefield, guarding every inch of Chu country's territory, but these people wasted their lives again. Emperor Chu was not angry because of this. This scene just showed that the people on Chu land lived in peace. If
Let them live in the baptism of fire every day, and I believe no one will have such elegance.
"Tai Youcai?"
"I want to see how talented you are. Naming is a science. It's obvious that Tai Youcai has brought this knowledge to the extreme."
Emperor Chu smiled helplessly, and his eyes stayed on Tai Youcai. He opened the folding fan, looked arrogant, and sounded an arrogant voice.
Tai Youcai spoke well and recited a poem. He did have some artistic conception, which was better than anyone else. Emperor Chu could see that he was a man who read poetry and books, but he could not see any big ambitions in him. He was just showing off his literary talent.
, such people will never write poems that will be passed down through the ages.
He hangs around in the market all day long, without experience or accumulation. Even if he has a bit of talent, his structure and vision limit his realm.
so.
When Tai Youcai finished reciting poems, Yang Yuhuan did not show up, the cheers suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at each other in shock.
In the private room, Xuanyuan Leopard rose up with an angry look on his face. He glanced sideways and shouted: "What's going on? Tai Youcai's poems are obviously better than anyone else's. Why didn't the Master of Shuiyun Pavilion show up?" (To be continued)