Everyone knows the difficulty of writing poems on the spot!
Especially after seeing Chu Tianshu's poems, Wu Yue knew that he no longer needed to write poems.
It's just that a mysterious jade fish, just like this, it made him very annoyed.
After giving Chu Tianshu a fierce look, he retreated unwillingly.
"Who else?" Chu Tianshu glanced around.
This time, no one dared to meet his gaze anymore.
His talent has also been confirmed again.
At this time, most people believed that the previous poems and essays should have been made by Chu Tianshu, and they were definitely not plagiarism.
"Genius, this kid, how does his brain grow?"
Whether it is an enemy or a friend, in this respect, they have to admire Chu Tianshu and say a genius!
No one wants to be a fool, it must be whoever loses!
Shangguanyan saw that no one dared to fight, and laughed: "Since no one dares to compete with the poems, it proves that the talent of the cohort is indeed unparalleled in the world, and no one can compare it. The young woman will also let the poem of the cohort. The text is circulated among our ancestral women, and today the young woman is willing to take out a mysterious jade fish, and ask the son to write a poem for the young woman, how about it?"
While talking, there was already a maid, holding the black jade fish in both hands, and came to Chu Tianshu's front.
Chu Tianshu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head again: "Miss Shangguan, I'm really sorry, I can't agree to your request!"
His words immediately aroused ridicule from others.
Yue Qingshan sneered and said, "I think he is Jiang Lang, right?"
"Yes, even Miss Yan'er's request was refused, hey..."
"But I remember that Chu Tianshu seemed to have made a poem for Miss Yan'er that life seemed to be just like the first time I saw it. It is said that Shangguan Yan kept her eyebrows in contemplation when facing that poem all day long!
Shangguanyan ignored the discussions of the people around him, but curiously said: "May the horseman tell the reason?"
Chu Tianshu turned around and grabbed Ji Ruxin's hand.
Ji Ruxin resisted intentionally, showing that Chu Tianshu was practically unable to break free, she could only give Chu Tianshu a shy look, and then gave up the struggle.
Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "I once promised the princess that I won't write poems for any women in the future!"
Shangguanyan's expression stagnated.
The rest of the crowd also opened their eyes wide.
All eyes were focused on Ji Ruxin's body.
Seeing that Ji Ruxin hadn't refuted, they frowned again.
It's just that everyone still doesn't want to believe that this goddess who is second only to Shangguanyan in everyone's mind, unexpectedly... would actually make such a request to Chu Tianshu
What does this mean? It must be jealous!
He didn't want Chu Tianshu to write poems for other girls anymore, that is, he didn't want Chu Tianshu to please other girls.
"Could it be that Ji Ruxin has fallen in love with Chu Tianshu? This..." Many people were shocked.
Originally, everyone was still waiting for the scene where Chu Tianshu was kicked out of the princess mansion after the signing of the covenant between the two countries!
But it's better now!
The princess actually fell in love with the fake consort, and the fake consort will become a real consort.
Then, titles and fiefdoms must all be true.
This is simply a step up to the sky!
A concubine gave birth to a child, and he was not even eligible to inherit the title and family property, but now he has to be in the title, surpassing his biological father!
Not only do you have a huge fief, but you can also embrace beauty. How can you not make people jealous
The dreams of countless people have actually been realized in Chu Tianshu.
Shangguan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "So, it seems that the world has misunderstood the princess and the husband. It turns out that the two are really in love with each other, and they are really talented and beautiful. I envy others!"
Ji Ruxin also nodded and smiled: "Miss Shangguan was joking. It's just that the talented and romantic manpower will inevitably get caught in the flowers and grass outside, and I have to guard against it!"
After listening, Chu Tianshu stared at Ji Ruxin as if he had seen a ghost.
Because Ji Ruxin's words are equivalent to announcing to the world that she recognized Chu Tianshu as a consort!
Is this still what Princess Yanhuang, who is like the goddess of an iceberg, said
Isn't this exaggerating yourself too much
Is it possible that she really likes me already
Shangguanyan glanced at Chu Tianshu, and then asked Ji Ruxin: "Can that little girl change the subject? It's still a thousand gold!"
"Of course!" Ji Ruxin did not refuse.
The princess mansion is also short of money now, and Shangguanyan can make a good name for Chu Tianshu and give money to it, which is also her heart's wish.
Everyone looked at Shangguanyan expectantly.
Shangguan Yan slowly said, "My subject is swords. Maybe the concubine composes poems on the spot? If it can't, it's okay to delay for a few days!"
"Of course... I wrote a poem on the spot, let me think about it first!"
Chu Tianshu paced back and forth, condensing his eyebrows in thought, recalling those ancient poems in his mind!
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he pulled out the mysterious iron sword from his waist.
The arms start to dance!
Jian Ying kept hitting, and he slowly spit out a poem from his mouth.
"I have the Kunwu sword, and I want to go to the Master's Court."
"Cut jade at the time of the white rainbow, and dry the stars on the purple night."
"Furong moves on the eye, Shuang Xueming in the box."
"Yitian will serve the country, and draw his name."
The poem fell, and the sword stopped dancing.
Chu Tianshu held the hilt in his right hand and gently stroked the body of the sword with his left hand, saying, "Today, I will name you Kunwu. I hope you can stay with me forever!"
Everyone is already stupid again.
They can no longer use words to evaluate Chu Tianshu's talent.
His poems are no longer restricted to a certain category, but are truly all-rounders.
The title of this song is sword, but there is no lack of feelings of serving the country. Isn't it what all literati dreamed of
for a long time!
I don't know who applauded first, and then the whole crowd applauded.
It's just that those elder brothers who are hostile to Chu Tianshu curled their lips and showed disdain.
In fact, I also secretly admire it in my heart.
Even reciting Chu Tianshu's poems silently!
Shangguan Yanzhan smiled: "Maybe this poem could be written by Ma Ma? How about a little girl who often waits and sees?"
"of course can!"
How can they be stingy if they ask their daughters to write poems by themselves
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready.
Chu Tianshu writes like gods, flying dragons and phoenixes, writing like poems, and words like swords, suddenly looking like a sword qi rushing towards his face.
In the process of writing, Chu Tianshu seemed to have a deeper understanding of the sword.
Even if he didn't dream, he found that he had reached the perfect level on the Tai Chi sword.
Once you fall into a dream, you will surely be superb!
Thinking of this, he also had the heart to try, but he was writing, dreaming, and dancing his sword!
The understanding of sword intent, the epiphany of swordsmanship, has also been incorporated into words invisibly.
This also makes the sword intent contained in the words in this poem more and more powerful!
Anyone who is a cultivator or someone who has a sense of swordsmanship can see the sword intent in this poem.
It is something that is unclear and unclear, but can be deeply felt.
Mysterious and mysterious, indescribable!
Shangguanyan's eyes widened, her heart pounding.
When he finished writing a song, Chu Tianshu suddenly woke up from his dream and stared at the text in front of him in amazement.
He himself was astonished: "Is this still written by himself?"