My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 941

[Chapter 915 Angry Mu Qingren]

Jing Zhe finished writing and put down the pen.

“What are you writing?”

Prince Yu was still sitting there. In his opinion, Jing Zhe was just pretending to be a ghost. What could he write?

So as soon as he said this, Shopkeeper Hu immediately laughed.

“The prince is joking, how can what he writes be a thing?”

“The poem he wrote is not a thing!”

“Haha, what a good thing it is not a thing!”

“…”

A few simple sentences made everyone burst into laughter, although some People were curious, but Prince Yu didn’t move, and no one else had any intention of coming forward. They just stood there, waiting for someone to read.

At this time, Zhou Ziqiong couldn’t bear it anymore.

“On Yuan Ye last year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight.

The moon was above the willow branches, and people were meeting after dusk.

On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and the lights were still the same.

I didn’t see the people from last year, and the sleeves of my spring clothes were wet with tears.”

The voice was cold, but with a hint of silk. Trembling, after a few sentences, I finished reading, and the hall fell silent instantly.

This poem…

everyone was shocked.

“Impossible, this can’t be written by him! Miss Zhou, don’t cheat on purpose just to help him!”

Shopkeeper Hu was a little angry and ran over immediately, but when he saw the poem on the rice paper, his mouth opened. He couldn’t say a word anymore, and the expression on his face became a little stiff.

There is no doubt that although he did not comment, his reaction is the best comment: This poem is great!

Otherwise, Shopkeeper Hu wouldn’t have suspected that it was not written by Jing Zhe as soon as he heard it. It can only show that this poem is ridiculously good!

No one could care about anything else and all came together.

“Which calligraphy school does this handwriting…belong to?”

“I’ve never seen it before, so it shouldn’t belong to any of them!”

“Does it belong to one of its own? However, this handwriting is so beautiful!”

“Oh, you only saw the handwriting? Isn’t this poem good?”

“This poem…”

“…”

At this point, everyone stopped because they noticed that Prince Yu’s face turned dark.

“What’s so good?”

“Isn’t my son’s poetry good?”

“What’s the use of good handwriting?”

“What we’re comparing is poetry, not calligraphy!”

Prince Yu vented his dissatisfaction and then said: “This poetry It’s up to Pavilion Master Mu to comment on what happened!”

As he said that, everyone looked at Mu Qingren.

Mu Qingren took her hand off Jing Zhe’s back, then smoothed back the black hair that fell on her forehead. Instead of commenting, she looked at Jing Zhe and asked, “May I ask, sir, who this poem was written for?” What?”

Although Mu Qingren knew the answer, she still wanted to hear him say it in front of everyone.

Zhou Ziqiong also clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Then she wondered: What am I excited about?

Just when Mu Qingren thought he was sure of victory, Jing Zhe pointed at Zhou Ziqiong and said, “This poem was specially written for Miss Zhou. I hope Miss Zhou likes it!”

“…”

Happiness came so suddenly that Zhou Ziqiong was dumbfounded. .

“I…like…”

Zhou Ziqiong stammered, then her head hung down, but her red ears could still be clearly seen.

But Mu Qing was angry.

Her full emotions were knocked to pieces by Jing Zhe’s words. She actually never considered the possibility that this poem was not written for her, because she was Jing Zhe’s woman, and this poem was not written for her. It’s so good, do you still need to think about it?

There’s no way this wasn’t written for her!

But Jing Zhe told her with practical actions that everything is possible…

If she loses to Wang Yingqiu or Zhang Xiaoyu, Mu Qing will admit it. After all, her time with Jing Zhe is shorter than them, but she loses to someone who doesn’t even have Jing Zhe’s name. A woman who doesn’t know, she won’t accept it!

So, she gritted her teeth and put her hand on Jing Zhe’s back again.

Jing Zhe instantly felt murderous intent: “Pavilion Master Mu, you…”

“Young master, don’t you want to squeeze your shoulders and slap your back? I’ll give you a slap now!”

The word “beat” was said through gritted teeth, how dare Jing Zhe let her hammer? He was afraid of being beaten to death!

“No, no, no, haven’t you written the poem yet? It’s not too late to beat it when you write the poem…”

“Haha, let’s beat it first, so that if you write the poem later, you can write better! “

When he said “better”, Mu Qingren’s hand started to move and pinched Jing Zhe’s back directly. Jing Zhe almost cried.

It seems that if the poem I write later is worse than this one, then what awaits me is not just as simple as pinching…

Because their movements were very covert, outsiders didn’t know what kind of attack they were making. But in the eyes of Prince Yu, he felt that Mu Qingren was not very satisfied with this poem. Otherwise, how could he let him write a better poem next time? Okay?

He immediately asked, “What do Pavilion Master Mu think of the poem he wrote for Miss Zhou?”

“Not good!”

Mu Qingren replied in two words without even thinking about it.

Prince Yu was so moved!

I’ll just say it! Pavilion Master Mu is such a cold person, and the “not bad” evaluation is already at its peak!

“Pavilion Master Mu and I have different opinions! I think this poem is the best in today’s poetry meeting!”

Zhou Ziqiong said excitedly.

“Really? I just feel bad!”

Mu Qingren was not to be outdone.

This poem is written for you, even if it is good, it is not good!

“I think it’s good!”

At this time, Zhou Ziqiong was sure that the previous little actions between Mu Qingren and Jing Zhe were just illusions. She still had a prejudice against Jing Zhe, so much so that she couldn’t even speak well of such a good poem!

Fortunately, she was also involved, otherwise how could Jing Zhe win if she was the only one to comment?

At this time, Prince Yu stood up.

“It is said that literature is not the first, and martial arts is not the second. It is understandable that Pavilion Master Mu and Miss Zhou have different opinions. For example, this prince and Pavilion Master Mu have the same views. They also think that his poem is not bad except for the words he wrote. “

Except, compared with this prince’s words, the others have no merit at all!”

“However, this time we are comparing poetry, not calligraphy, so this prince highly approves of Pavilion Master Mu’s comments. !”

After that, she went to see Zhou Ziqiong and said with a smile: “By the way, only Pavilion Master Mu commented on my prince’s words just now, Miss Zhou should also comment on it!”

Zhou Ziqiong bit her lip, she really wanted to imitate Mu Qing. Like everyone, she would say “no”, but her temperament was not that kind of person. Even though she wanted Jing Zhe to win, even though she hated Prince Yu, she still didn’t want to lie.

After hesitating for a long time, he only uttered two words: “It’s okay!”

“Haha, it’s okay, it’s okay!”

Prince Yu said, clapping his hands.

He could already predict that even if Jing Zhe wrote another poem, Mu Qing would still say “bad”, so Jing Zhe’s poems were evaluated as “bad” and “very good”, and he was one of the two “not good” ones. “Good”, so in this round of comparison, he will definitely win!

Thinking of this, Prince Yu smiled even brighter.

——Thank

you to Mr. Big Foodie for the large reward of 1,000 starting coins, thank you to Mr. Ji Xiyue for the large reward of 1,500 starting coins, and thank you to Mr. Ling Jue丨 for the large reward of 5,000 starting coins. This The people who gave the reward this time were all three old friends, so touching!

(End of chapter)