The bidding ended, and now it is the most exciting moment: reveal who the author of the 100,000 taels of poetry is revealed!

The maids walked to Mr. Zhang, and some of them said softly, and saw that Mr. Zhang was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth.

The results have not been announced yet, and the ladies have started to congratulate Shangguan Jiu again.

Shangguan Jiu smiled on his face, straightened his back, folded his hands on his knees, and waited for the results to be announced there, and then stood up to accept everyone's congratulations.

"The author of this poem that was praised as priceless by the Crown Brother is..."

Mr. Zhang is also a master who is very fond of appetite. He paused for several breaths, so anxious that the young men almost wanted to curse their mother regardless of their image, so he slowly uttered a few words.

"Your Highness, Princess!"

Shangguan Jiu, who was about to stand up, had a stiff face and his body stopped.

The ladies who were originally going to bless Shangguan Jiu, choked when they said that.

Qi Hui, who was originally going to comfort Ye Miao, was as if she was fixed.

Didn’t it be said that they would make a fool of themselves together?

All the young men who were excited and waiting for the result were shocked.

Ye Miao slowly wiped the corner of his mouth with a veil, and Shi Shiran stood up, "Thank you all for your kindness!"

Like the spell that unraveled the spell, the entire second floor immediately came to life again as soon as the voice fell.

"It's His Highness the Princess?"

"I didn't expect that His Highness the Princess has such talent!"

"This is impossible!" Song Ning'er said in a lost voice: "It must be cheating! Yes, cheating!"

She seemed to think of something, "The one who draws the question is His Highness the Crown Prince, and the one who bids the highest is His Highness. He must be cheating, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence?"

After she said this, many ladies became confused.

Yes, how could it be such a coincidence?

In the past, Shangguan Jiu took the first name. This time, when Ye Miao and Cheng Shuo came, the first name was Ye Miao, and the one who bought the poems she wrote at a high price was Cheng Shuo. This is really, it's such a coincidence!

Moreover, Ye Miao has been to Qi Chu for more than a year and has never heard of her being able to write poetry. Why did she suddenly write a shocking work? It is hard to doubt it!

However, some people say this, "The process of the poetry meeting avoids fraud in all aspects. If this time is a fraud, then the previous few times may have been fraud?"

"That's it!" Qi Hui stood firmly on Ye Miao's side, "You can't make good words by yourself. You are jealous of my eldest prince's sister, so you frame her for cheating. It's too much!"

The ladies looked at Shangguan Jiu who had not made any noise, but saw her pursing her lips and looking calm, which made people admire her kindness.

At this time, the manager's exclamation came from the downstairs, "Master Hu, Master Zheng, Master Tian, ​​why are you three here?"

These three bachelors are famous literary masters in Qi Chu!

One of them said: "After the invitation of Miss Shangguan, come to the poetry meeting."

The ladies took a breath, and Shangguan Jiu smiled slightly, "I thanked my seniors for their wrong love, and I came here to appreciate the poems and make a name for them. I will confirm whether there is any suspicion of cheating."

This is such a ruthless move! These three bachelors are famous for being noble and proud, and are not afraid of power!

Many people believe that there must be something wrong with Ye Miao winning the first place. If Shangguan Jiu had already said that three bachelors would come to appreciate it, the result might be different.

Thinking of this, looking at Shangguan Jiu was a little disdainful and afraid, while looking at Ye Miao was a little more sympathetic.

As soon as the three bachelors went upstairs, Shangguan Jiu immediately met him.

"Sir Hu, Grand Secretary Zheng, Grand Secretary Tian, ​​you came so coincidental that the bidding ended. Please give me some appreciation."

Shangguan Jiu made a gesture of invitation, and the three great masters walked towards the young masters.

Those poems were still posted on the screen. The three great scholars looked at them while walking. I don’t know which poem they saw, but they stood there for a long time and couldn’t move their feet!

"Good words, good words!"

"The tyranny of eternal eternal people, no one comes after the past!"

"Inspiring and magnificent, the masterpiece is sings throughout the ages!"

Several major scholars were very excited and praised the poem to the sky.

Shangguan Jiu asked with a smile: "Three Grand Secretary, which word do you mean?"

The ladies should breathe. If the names mentioned by the three great masters are not the same as the first name just now, it would be wonderful!

Shangguan Jiu and Song Ning'er both laughed and waited for the three of them to announce the answers.

Mr. Zhang whispered, and Master Hu, who was the leader of the three, said: "It is the first name just now, His Highness, the eldest princess."

Shangguan Jiu and Song Ning'er's smiling face froze immediately, and Song Ning'er screamed in dismay, "This is impossible!"

As she said, she didn't care about the difference between men and women, rushed directly to the young master to read the poem Ye Miao wrote.

Shangguan Jiu bit his lip and walked unwillingly. Seeing this, the other ladies followed him one after another.

Qi Hui was even more curious and pulled Ye Miao to the side.

The ladies who were originally somewhat confused, all of them fell silent after seeing the poem.

This poem is majestic and refreshing, with ambitions overflowing on the paper, and it also brings the sadness of the unfulfilled ambitions of the soldiers.

Looking at what they wrote, they were all the little daughter's whining, and even felt blushing when they put it together.

Mr. Zheng, who was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem, murmured:

"When you are drunk, you look at the sword with a lamp, and dream of blowing the horns and camps. You are divided into 800 miles of fire under your command, and you are fifty strings that turn the sound of the block outside. The soldiers on the battlefield are lit up in autumn.

The horse made Lu Feifei, and the bow was astonished as a thunderbolt. He eliminated the affairs of the king and won the reputation of his life. Poor white happened."

"Good words, good words!" He was so excited that his face turned red. He saw Ye Miao from the corner of his eyes and rushed to her, "Your Highness, can you give this poem to me?"

When Grand Secretary Tian and Grand Secretary Hu heard this, they cursed the old man secretly, and they were so quick!

"Of course!" Ye Miao said, it was not hers anyway.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe she can write lyrics! She must have asked someone to write it on her behalf! Cheating!" Song Ning'er screamed.

Ye Miao thought to himself, I really can’t write lyrics, but I am a top student in modern times. Isn’t it easy to memorize dozens and hundreds of amazing works?

Everyone looked at Song Ning'er with strange eyes.

Not to mention that people who can write such words will never be able to help others write. Even if they are really ghostwriting, how did Ye Miao know that the theme of this time would be war?

But Song Ning'er didn't care, and Shangguan Jiu, who was stolen from the limelight, didn't care.

"Princess, since some people suspect that this poem was not written by you, I wonder if the princess has evidence to prove that it was written by you?"

Ye Miao licked her lips and smiled. The words were not hers, and she had no intention of pretending to be the ones. However, Shangguan Jiu and Song Ning'er wanted to suppress her from the beginning and trampled her under her feet. How could she not fight back?

Ye Miao slowly recited: "The long clouds in Qinghai are dark in the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar. The yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles, and will never return until Loulan is destroyed."

Instead of defending, he directly used another classic to slap Shangguan Jiu and Song Ning'er in the face.

On the second floor, a strange quietness appeared again.

Grand Secretary Tian, ​​one of the three Grand Secretary, first reacted first, "Princess, can this poem be given to me?"

Grand Secretary Hu: So shameless! Oh, why am I so slow to react?

He was unwilling to let two good poems pass by, "Princess, I want to ask for one too!"

"Three sirs, these two poems are from my hometown..."

Ye Miao had just spoken the word "home" and immediately realized that the hometown she mentioned was in the eyes of others, "My hometown... what the monk Yiyunyou told me."

"He is uncertain, he doesn't know where he comes from or where he goes. When I was a child, I was lucky enough to see him a few times, and I never saw him again."

"Since the three adults like it, I am naturally happy to give it to you." Ye Miao said: "Sir Hu, I want to give it to you next time."

The three great masters couldn't help but feel happy, "Thank you, Princess!"

"I won't disturb the eldest princess and everyone!" They were eager to use these two poems to show off and appreciate them with their friends.

"Three sirs walk slowly!"

The three great masters left happily.

Originally, Shangguan Jiu invited the three of them to come, thinking that Ye Miao was ignorant and could not write poetry. He planned to use the three of them to spread his reputation as a talented woman, and at the same time spread Ye Miao's reputation as an inexperienced woman.

But unexpectedly, Ye Miao was the final winner.

"Congratulations, Princess." Shangguan Jiu tried hard to maintain his last dignity.

"I was thinking about how to establish a foothold among the literati and let them support me. Thank you Miss Shangguan for creating this opportunity for me."
Chapter completed!