Shi Luo didn't care at all, looked at the young master just now, and said, "I grew up in the countryside!"

The young master thought she was angry at first, but now it seems that not only did they not get angry, but also explained that he seemed to be ignorant.

The young master was a little ashamed: "I am saying a word, please forgive me."

Shi Luo shook his head and smiled: "It's okay!"

The young master was shaken. His princess is so beautiful...

As he thought so, someone from behind pushed him: "Song Wencai, why don't you leave? Everyone is walking far away. When he is looking, his eyes are about to fall off."

Song Wencai looked up and found that Shi Luo and Leshan had indeed walked away when they talked and laughed.

When people around him saw him like that, they couldn't help laughing.

Shi Luo knew that the people of Nanyue were open and young men and women could go out for outings together. Now it seems that this is not much different from later generations.

I heard that it was the blessing of the ancestor's favorite concubine. In this way, Shi Luo became a little interested in the favorite concubine. She had heard people talk about the favorite concubine more than once. According to what people said, she felt that the favorite concubine was really like a time traveler, but she left too little things, and after so long, it was impossible to verify.

Le Shan introduced the surrounding scenery to Shi Luo, but he was not tired at all. Soon, the group arrived at the Taolin on the mountain, where there was a manor, which was built very differently.

"Please, Your Highness!" Leshan said.

Shi Luo followed her into it. The layout inside was very elegant, with a pavilion and a surrounding river. The clear river water had many peach blossoms. The shadow of peach blossoms in the yard shone brightly into the entire river.

The pavilion is very large, with a few small tables placed on it, with exquisite peach blossom cakes and wine snacks.

Shi Luo has the highest status, so he naturally has to sit in the main seat. On her left is a female guest, headed by Princess Leshan, and on her right is a male guest. What is surprising is that Song Wencai sits first.

Shi Luo looked at him curiously, but unexpectedly, he seemed to be rash and had a good identity.

Ruhua whispered in her ear: "Mr. Song's father is the prime minister."

Shi Luo suddenly realized: "No wonder he dared to ask if I was a village girl. It turned out that my father was the prime minister."

Song Wencai was not far away and happened to hear her words. He choked. He was also curious. Not to mention him, Nanyue was curious whether the princess was good. Who knew that he still remembered this question?

Seeing that Song Wencai turned red, Shi Luo was a little funny and didn't joke with him anymore.

Not long after, a maid placed a pen, ink, paper and ink on the table.

Shi Luo looked at Leshan, and Leshan said, "Every year of going outings, everyone writes poems. If your highness thinks it is inappropriate, you can not write it."

Shi Luo thought hehe.

She knew it was not that easy, she would go out for a walk, and she would not appreciate the scenery well, but she actually wanted to write poems?

What is the difference between this and writing a reading review when you go on a trip?

The ancients really abused themselves.

Looking at her with a helpless look on her face, Leshan leaned closer and said, "It's okay, if your highness doesn't want to do it, you can be a referee."

Shi Luo thought hehe, listen, the word referee was used. She found that there are really many ultra-modern words in Nanyue, and she became more and more suspicious that the favorite concubine was a time traveler.

Shi Luo was distracted, and Zhang Ya suddenly laughed: "I'm afraid the princess can't write poetry, right? His Royal Highness, the princess, can't even write a poem, I'm afraid she'll lose the royal family's face."

A daughter next to her also echoed: "Your Highness was born in the countryside. I heard that eating is a problem, so how can you write poetry?"

Shi Luo took a look and found that the girl was pretty pretty, but she looked a little mean, and she should be Zhang Ya's follower.

Ruhua said: "That is Yao Wanwan, the daughter of Lord Yao, an official from Dali Temple, and is Zhang Ya's follower."

Shi Luo nodded.

Song Wencai also spoke at this time: "Your Highness the Princess can also discuss it?"

"Song Wencai, we didn't say anything, why are you anxious? Could it be..." Zhang Ya didn't continue.

Shi Luo frowned slightly. This has nothing to do with the openness of the people of Nanyue. No matter how open it, Nanyue is also a society where imperial power is supreme. Zhang Ya repeatedly provoked her, obviously not taking her seriously, thinking that she is easy to bully. If it were the prince and the others, would she dare to say a word?

Shi Luo admired her courage, but her attitude of pinching soft persimmons made her very upset.

Song Wencai blushed at this time, as if he was being told to the point.

"Zhang Ya, don't talk nonsense!" Song Wencai said.

"I didn't say anything, why are you anxious? Are you guilty?" Zhang Ya asked back.

"I…"

Song Wencai couldn't speak, so he could only be anxious.

Shi Luo glanced at Princess Leshan, and Leshanhou stopped him afterwards: "You have enough, Your Highness is still here. You dare to talk about the princess who almost despise the imperial power. This is a great disrespectful crime."

Zhang Ya didn't say anything, Shi Luo waved his hand: "Forget it, isn't it just writing poetry? Although I am in the countryside, I can't use piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I can still write poetry."

Zhang Ya sneered in her heart. This princess was not afraid of the wind scattering her tongue? It was not difficult to write a poem, but it was difficult to write a good poem. If she was a child's level in a while, she would still be embarrassed.

"Your Highness..." Leshan looked at her worriedly.

"It's okay, let's start!" Shi Luo said.

Song Wencai also looked at her worriedly.

Leshan stood up and said, "This year is still the same rule, mainly peach blossoms, everyone will play their own performances, and there are no limits on poetry and music."

When Shi Luo heard this, she thought it was so difficult, it was just peach blossoms. There were countless poets standing behind her. Shi Luo felt that she had a long time to go.

Moreover, she deeply realized what it means to be more skillful than to suppress her body. Fortunately, she was bored at the time and practiced calligraphy with Wei Congxi. Look, this is what you need.

Shi Luo picked up the pen and finished writing soon. Seeing that everyone was still thinking, she put down her pen and ate a peach blossom cake leisurely. Sure enough, the dessert in Nanyue was much better than the one in the northwest.

She doesn't like drinking, she just drinks a cup of tea.

Seeing Zhang Ya's eyebrows flickering, Shi Luo asked Ruhua: "Is Zhang Ya very talented?"

I love writing poetry so much, but I love showing off.

Ruhua sneered: "They formed a group of seven talented girls in the bamboo forest. They like to get together to make some sour words when they have nothing to do. They think they are very powerful and talented, and they all blow it out by themselves."

"Princess Leshan is one of them?"

Ruhua nodded: "Princess Leshan is ranked second!" Ruhua glanced at: "Five talented women are here today."

Shi Luo wanted to laugh a little, but she was trained professionally and she was a princess and could not make fun of others, unless she couldn't help it.

Song Wencai finished writing quickly. Seeing that Shi Luo was already having snacks, he comforted him: "Your Highness, this is a game, don't worry too much."

Shi Luo said: "What do you care about in this palace? Miss Zhang hasn't written it yet for so long. If you don't know, you think it's so difficult!"

When everyone heard Shi Luo's words, they all looked at Zhang Ya.
Chapter completed!