After the beautiful young woman announced the topic, everyone present as long as they had a little literary brilliance, all fell into deep thought, even if some people without ink began to think about poetry, wanting to see if they could make a good poem.

More than two million spirit stones as prizes, this temptation is too great.

Yin Zhaoxian, who was next to Huan Zifan, was also in deep thought, he did not succeed in winning the first place for the pair, he naturally wanted to win the first place in the second poetry, and Huan Zifan did not influence Yin Zhaoxian.

Huan Zifan stood up again, and then slowly walked to the middle of the hall, at this time everyone looked at Huan Zifan, but no one said anything sarcastic about Huan Zifan, after all, the previous behavior of Huan Zifan has proved that he is a very literary person, and it is very normal for Huan Zifan to go on stage to compose poetry at this time.

The absolutely beautiful young woman said to Huan Zifan, "His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun!" You came to power so early? Have you already thought of a poem with a moon theme? "

"That's right!" Huan Zifan smiled casually and said: "The glazed fairy gave the title, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thoughts surged in my mind, and the last poem about the moon appeared directly in my mind."

Now that I have finished my poems, I will naturally not continue to hide them, and then I will share my poems with you so that everyone can appreciate the poems I wrote. "

Huan Zifan is doing things today is a high profile, the previous eighteen years have been hiding, the main reason at that time was still the fear of being targeted, but now the situation is completely different, with the system, he has nothing to fear in the entire Great Qian Empire, as much as possible to show himself can get the support of the Great Qian Empire Ancestral Dragon Court, which is of great benefit to his future development.

After Huan Zifan shows his talent, there will indeed be people who envy and envy him, but these people are at most the imperial grandchildren of his generation, and Huan Zifan does not put these people in his eyes at all, as for those princes of the current dynasty, they will not set their eyes on the body of Huan Zifan's imperial grandson, their eyes are on other princes, after all, the next few years will dig out the position of the prince.

Ye Liuli said in an empty and clear voice: "His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun became a poem in an instant, which really impressed the little woman, and the little woman listened to the masterpiece of His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor and Sun with her ears. "

"Good! The glazed fairy has said so, then I will be ugly. "

Huan Zifan threw off the folding fan in his hand and walked towards the glazed fairy Ye Liuli step by step, and with each step he would read a poem.

"What time is the bright moon?" Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what year it is.

I want to ride the wind to return to the note, and I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be noted, and the height will be cold. Dance to find out what it is like to note in the world.

Zhu Pavilion, low qihu, light sleepless. There should be no hatred, what is the long time round?

People have sorrows and joys, the moon has clouds and sunshine, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will be long-term and will be able to pay attention to each other. "

After reciting the whole poem, Huan Zifan had already walked in front of Ye Liuli, stared directly at Ye Liuli, and said with a smile: "Liuli fairy!" I don't know if my poem can still reach your ears. "

Ye Liuli also looked directly at Huan Zifan with her gaze, not fragile at all!

"It is a blessing for the little woman to be able to hear such a good poem, and she has not yet asked His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor for the name of this poem."

"Water tune song head, when is the bright moon?"

Huan Zifan spoke loudly to the people inside and outside the hall: "Everyone! Everyone continued to think about the poem, and when they were done, some people thought they were better than my poem, and they could come up and recite it to compare with me. "

After Huan Zifan's words ended, discussions began inside and outside the hall.

"His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor and Sun Niu! This "water tune song head, bright moon time." "It can definitely be regarded as a heirloom work, and I think there should be no food today that can overwhelm this one."

"yes! The Seventeenth Emperor's and Sun Palace is completely unmatched in terms of subtlety, and after this poem comes out, I don't want to compose poetry today. "

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun really won today, and I think His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun will definitely be able to amaze everyone again in the third literary examination."

"I also think that His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun will definitely be able to overwhelm the crowd in the third game, as for the second game, I think there is no need to compete at all, and now I can directly declare His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun as the winner of the second game."

Huan Zifan ignored everyone's discussion, returned directly to his place and sat down.

Yin Zhaoxian looked at Huan Zifan with adoration, and at this time he did not continue to meditate on the new poem.

Yin Zhaoxian said, "His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun is powerful!" In terms of the oath, he is also ashamed of himself, and being able to surrender to His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor is the most correct thing to do in the next life. "

"Mr. Yin has won the prize! It is my honor to have Mr. Yin's assistance. Also, it's still early, doesn't Mr. Yin think about making a poem? "

Yin Zhaoxian shook his head and said with a serious face: "His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor Sun has already made a heirloom poem, I still know how many pounds and taels I have, I haven't made a heirloom poem in my twenty-four years, don't say give me an hour, even if I give it a year, I'm afraid I won't be able to make a poem better than the head of the water tune."

Since there is no chance to compare with His Royal Highness the Seventeenth Emperor and Sun, then this leader will naturally have nothing to do with me, and I will not bother with that thought. "

Yin Zhaoxian's thoughts are the thoughts of most of the people present, the poems written by Huan Zifan are too bright, at this time to make a poem on the stage can only be a shame, but anyone who is a little cheeky is not willing to go on stage and embarrass people.

Many imperial grandchildren saw this scene, they can be said to be extremely depressed, to know that the reward of this poetry meeting is their joint donation, this donation is still initiated by Huan Zifan, Huan Zifan has won back the reward of the first game, the reward of the second game is basically stable, the reward of the third game Huan Zifan should not let go.

This situation naturally means that they fell for Huan Zifan's tricks, and directly gave the white flower spirit stone in their hands to Huan Zifan, and at the same time let themselves owe a large amount of debt, all the emperors and grandchildren at this time hated Huan Zifan very much, and they couldn't wait to swallow Huan Zifan alive.

Of course, things have happened, they naturally have no other way, they can only pinch their noses and recognize this matter, at most think more when facing Huan Zifan in the future, and will never believe Huan Zifan's words in the future.

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