Ji Ruxin said, but also personally went forward, the poem, from the maid's hand over.

This is written for her by Chu Tianshu. How can others buy it?

Especially women like shangguanyan?

But she remembers that Chu Tianshu had already written a poem for shangguanyan last time that "life is just like seeing for the first time.".

Even the little maids in the palace were whispering.

It is estimated that it has already spread all over the world.

It made her a little jealous.

Now Chu Tianshu's saying that "the heart of heaven is like the heart" can be regarded as making up for her inner regret.

Shangguanyan is not forced!

Instead, he chuckled and then said, "I think we should have the answer for this victory. Although the poems of Mr. Liang are also very good, they are still a little worse than those of his son-in-law!"

The crowd nodded.

Liang Jingxin is not willing, but he has nothing to say.

He felt that his poems were just as bad as they should be.

When a group of young men and women are together, what are you talking about? What's the use of being open-minded?

Not as good as a simple confession directly!

The servant girl Xiao He, who had already returned, had begun to collect the bets of both sides.

Even as a servant girl, she was very excited.

"Who else is going to challenge my poetry?" Chu Tianshu glanced around.

This time, people dare not accept the move at will.

Even xuanxiu, a thousand taels of gold is not a minority.

If you lose, if you don't have any family information, you really can't take it out.

Chu Tianshu was very upset when he saw that everyone did not fight!

He is going to take advantage of this opportunity to win well.

So he said again, "I can still let you write your own poems. You can also, like Liang Jing, take out the poems that you thought in advance but didn't spread, and I still write poems on the spot!"

The crowd gasped.

Chu Tianshu said this, which is tantamount to beating everyone's face.

Even if you take out a poem, it will be said that it was made in advance. Compared with Chu Tianshu's on-site poem writing, he has lost three points.

Shangguanyan said with a smile: "son-in-law, I think it's better. So many of us come to draw lots and write poems on the spot. No matter whether we win or lose, we are all convinced. Do you think so?"

Everyone nodded and approved shangguanyan.

Chu Tianshu laughed, but he didn't object. He said, "who will fight with me?"

In the face of Chu Tianshu's successive provocations, a young man finally couldn't bear it.

He stepped forward and glared at Chu Tianshu: "I really want to learn from you!"

In this young master's side, also follows one, precisely has had the festival with Chu Tianshu Yue Qingshan.

"Is it the Yue family or the Wu family?" Chu Tianshu said in secret.

"My father is general Wu Yulun of Zhenguo, and I am Wu Yue!"

"It turned out to be Wu Yue, the eldest son of the Zhenguo general. It is said that he is already in the realm of Xuanshi!"

"Yes, the elder brother of Wu Yue and Chu Tianshu, Chu Tianyang, both entered the great Xuanzong school in the same year, and joined the inner gate in the same year. Now they are going down the mountain to experience together. It is estimated that the relationship between them will not be much better!"

It has been whispered.

Wu Yue, wearing a white and blue suit, first took a look at Chu Tianshu, and his eyes were on Chu Tianyang.

"Chu Tianyang, I was going to wait for you to show up and discuss with you again, but now it seems that you are pushing your fourth brother out, but you want to be a shrinking turtle?" Wu Yue sneered.

Chutianyang immediately frowned.

There is competition between the two generals.

Even in Da Xuanzong, there were many contradictions between them.

Seeing Wu Yue scolding himself, Chu Tianyang just sneered: "Wu Yue, you'd better wait until you win my fourth brother, otherwise, you're not qualified to challenge me!"

"Hum!"

Wu Yue looked at Chu Tianshu again and said, "young man, you can't be too arrogant sometimes, especially when you are young. Otherwise, the future will be miserable!""What's all that crap for? If you want to compare, take out Xuanyu, my Xuanyu, but I can't wait! " Chu Tianshu said.

Wu Yue then took out a piece of jade fish from his arms and handed it to shangguanyan.

Chu Tianshu also let Xiaohe hand in Xuanyu fish.

Shangguanyan whispered a few words with her servant girl.

The servant girl retreated!

After a while, the maid came up with a small box containing many paper balls.

Shangguanyan then said: "there are 26 paper balls in the carton, each with different themes. You can choose one person to come forward and take out a paper ball, and then both sides will write poems on the spot according to the contents of the paper ball!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

In this way, no one can cheat.

Soon, a rich lady came forward, took out a paper ball from the carton, and then opened the paper ball.

It says waterfall!

Later, the maid took out the other paper balls in the carton and opened them one after another. It said: lakes, green mountains, the sea, deserts, generals, battlefields, monsters and so on.

Twenty six different themes, just to the waterfall.

Wu Yuening thought deeply.

Chu Tianshu paced back and forth.

Pretend to think!

And then it dawned.

Then he took up his pen and, with God's help, wrote a poem in the blink of an eye.

There are also many people who read along with Chu Tianshu's writing.

"The sunshine censer gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in QianChuan from afar; Flying down 3000 feet, it is suspected that the Milky way has fallen into the sky

"Si..."

"So terrible

"So terrible..."

In this case, those who had doubted Chu Tianshu's literary talent could not help but exclaim.

"Brother in law is so powerful!" In the eyes of the clouds, there are countless little stars!

"I'll pay ten thousand taels for this poem!" All of a sudden, a rich young man shouted.

"You want ten thousand taels of silver? But the son-in-law said that every poem of his is worth thousands of gold

"It's true that only when the price of thousands of gold is paid, can we be qualified to let the son-in-law write a poem, and we can have a chance to have a look!"

"I don't know who will pay for the next song?"

On one side, Wu Yue almost fainted after listening to such comments.

At this time, no one paid attention to him.

It seems that he, the contestant, is regarded as a transparent person.

No one cares what he can write.

In our eyes, no matter what you write, you can't match Chu Tianshu's poem about waterfall.

Looking around, Wu Yue suddenly felt that he was trapped.

I'm the big one.

Although they are not convinced with Chu Tianshu on the surface, they have already predicted that Chu Tianshu will win.

Whoever pays to challenge is a fool!

Even Yue Qingshan, Chu Tianshu's nemesis, couldn't help sighing: "no wonder Hu didn't regret that when he fought with Chu Tianshu, he couldn't write a single poem. Is it necessary to write?"

He also suddenly sympathized with this cousin