.Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising as the morning glow; looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as a flower rising from Lubo..."

As soon as this section came out, the entire hall fell silent.

Those talented scholars even held their breath.

Li Zhao from the Hanlin Academy even listened and wrote with his fingers on the table with excitement, as if he wanted to carve it into his mind...

And when Luo Qingzhou read the sentence "White clothes are like snow", the moonlight in Bai Ling's eyes became even brighter.

Nangong Meijiao, who was on the side, looked at him with resentful eyes, and slowly clenched her fists in her sleeves.

On the opposite side, Linghu Qingzhu, who was dressed in green clothes, lowered his head slightly with a complicated expression. He was still listening, but his thoughts flew to nowhere.

"The body is as fast as a flying duck, as erratic as a god. The wave moves slightly, and the socks are dusty. The movement is unpredictable, if it is dangerous, if it is safe, if it is difficult, if it is going, if it is coming back, it will turn around and flow, and the jade face will be smooth. There are words.

Before vomiting, my breath is like orchid. Her graceful and graceful appearance makes me forget to eat..."

When Luo Qingzhou stopped reciting, the entire hall remained silent.

At this moment, everyone seemed to still be immersed in the wonderful scene he just described. In their minds, the figure of a beauty as beautiful as a fairy could not be removed...

"What's going on?"

At this time, Gray, who didn't understand at all, suddenly broke the silence with a rough voice.

Then he turned his head, looked at Su Tu behind him, and said, "Is this guy good at writing?"

Su Tu slowly came back to his senses, was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Excellent."

He can't find any other words to describe this masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages!

Gray immediately frowned and said, "Can yours beat his?"

Su Tu immediately lowered his head and said with shame on his face: "Compared with this, my work is like dung compared to fine wine, like candlelight compared to moonlight. There is no comparison at all. Your Highness, we lost this round..."

Gray was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly darkened, and he cursed in a low voice: "Trash!"

Su Tu lowered his head and plucked up the courage to say: "Your Highness, this person is a man of extraordinary talent and literary talent. We still... let's admit defeat..."

"you!"

Gray's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to give him a slap. He also thought that this was not his territory, and there were people from other countries watching, so he had to endure it, and gritted his teeth and cursed again: "Trash! What kind of bullshit is Dameng No. 1?"

You are such a talented scholar that you can't even compare to a random scholar from other people. You have completely embarrassed my prince!"

Su Tu bent down and lowered his head, saying nothing. His mind was still buzzing, and he couldn't help but imagine that figure in white clothes like snow, floating like a fairy.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Indescribable! Wonderful to the extreme! So wonderful!"

At this time, the prince of Gao Qi State clapped his hands with great excitement, stood up from his seat with a flushed face, walked around in front, and kept repeating the few paragraphs just now in his mouth. The more he read, the more excited he became. He looked like he was going to

Like crazy.

Li Zhao from the Hanlin Academy was also immersed in his own world, gesturing with his fingers on the table and mumbling to himself.

The talented people from Jiangnan and Yujing were all impressed by this gorgeous and wonderful short poem, and their faces were full of aftertaste.

Even Prince Duan couldn't help but marvel.

Nangong Xiaorui, who was sitting next to him, pouted and said: "What, isn't it just a big pervert who drooled after seeing a beautiful woman and sighed like a toad wants to eat swan meat? Look at it.

You are all bluffing."

Prince Duan was stunned when he heard this, frowned and thought carefully, it was really like this, he immediately slapped his thigh and praised: "My daughter is still a genius!"

There was suddenly some confusion in the main hall.

At this time, the prince of Loulan Kingdom suddenly raised his hand and said: "Master Luo, is the beauty described in this article really what you saw in your dream, or is it your wild imagination?"

Luo Qingzhou paused, raised his hands and replied: "I saw it in my dream."

As soon as these words came out, all the literati had expressions of envy and jealousy on their faces.

Even if we can meet such a peerless beauty once in a dream, this life is enough.

At this time, Luo Shang, the sect master of Xianyun Pavilion, suddenly said: "I have seen such a beauty."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and looked over.

The prince of Gao Qi suddenly said with great excitement: "Sect Master Luo, have you really seen it? Where have you seen it? Who is it?"

Luo Qingzhou also looked over.

Luo Shang paused for a moment and said with a proud face: "I, the saint of Xianyun Pavilion, is exactly what Mr. Luo just described in his article."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

When everyone heard this, they were all dubious.

When others wanted to ask, Nangong Yang suddenly laughed and said: "It's just a fictitious article, why should anyone take it seriously? Even if there is such a unique beauty in this world, it is not in this world, but in the fairy palace."

Okay, Luo Qing has finished reading, where are the others?"

There was silence in the palace for a while.

The princes of Gao Qi and Loulan simply admitted defeat and were convinced.

The princes of Badan and Beicang, after saying a few words to the talented man behind them, also gave up with ugly faces.

In this case, there is no need to continue the comparison.

Nangong Yang looked at the young man in the audience and said with a smile: "It seems that my royal sister doesn't have to come out to meet guests anymore. Luo Qing, you have done the most great job. How do you want your royal sister to reward you? Just say, my royal sister is behind you."

Listen."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at him, then looked behind the bead curtain, bowed his hands and said, "I hope Your Highness will never forget your original intention."

Behind the bead curtain, there was silence for several breaths.

Immediately, the red figure slowly stood up and said calmly: "Master Luo, since you have won, come in. I will have a few drinks with you in the garden behind and chat by the way."

As soon as these words came out, Gray and the others in the hall suddenly turned jealous.

Nangong Yang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, still kept a smile on his face, looking at the young man in the audience without speaking.

Luo Qingzhou did not hesitate and walked straight to the back room in full view of everyone.
Chapter completed!