Seeing the second prince coming, the crowd suddenly commotioned, compared to the distant Miss Qianjin can not see, the prince in front of the prince is real.

“See the Second Prince!”

“The Second Prince!”

The second prince smiled very modestly: "Today is the peach-for-stinging poetry meeting, everyone comes here to write poetry, do not have to be polite!"

Tang Ning still stayed in the corner, just looking at all this in front of him and did not come up.The prince was afraid that he did not even know his name, and he was useless.

The second prince was seventeen and eight years old, handsome and handsome, which was not unexpected, after all, her mother must be a beautiful woman of national color.

The second prince's mouth is a gentle and humble smile, coupled with his noble identity, in the crowd like the stars, there is a feeling of standing up to the chickens.

Born a good skin, humble and gentle, coupled with the good birth, really let people give birth to a good feeling.

Even Tang Ning had to lament that the emperor's son was really good, and if the big prince were so humble and gentle, it would be good.

Just when Tang Ning thought so, the big prince finally appeared, compared to the second prince's light car, the big prince followed a lot of attendants.

The same is seventeen and eight years old, but unlike the gentle and modesty of the second prince, the big prince is full of spirit and firm.

The people saw each other, and the prince smiled and nodded.The second prince also smiled and said, “Brother the emperor is late, but let us wait!”

The big prince's face smiled slightly: "The palace and the basket said a little talk, with Hao Hao, so it was a little late."

The big prince followed a little ass behind him, not who was the son of Princess Ningyang, Li Hao.After all, Li Hao is young and inconvenient to come to preside, so the chairing the poetry meeting will not let go to the big prince.

The great prince looked right and said, “Since everyone is here, the poem will begin.”

Some people shouted, "Today's poetry will be the host of the princess's house, it is better to ask Miss Xiao Xiao or Haozi to make a first?"

The rest of the people also agreed, after all, Princess Ningyang has just returned to Beijing soon, this group of people do not know Li Hao half a talent is not.

The second prince grinned, “Hang Hao, what do you think?”

The big prince originally wanted to abdo it for Li Hao, and immediately thought that his second brother would be in love with his heart.He was smiling and saying he was late.

Now, according to everyone's meaning of the fun Hao Hao, if he is to forgive Hao Hao, perhaps his second brother will take the opportunity to do some articles.

So the prince no longer spoke, just looked at Li Hao with a smile.At this time, Li Hao really hated the people who died at the beginning, and at the same time, he also had some regrets in his heart, so why did he not let his sister prepare the first poem for him in advance?

At this time, it is useless to scratch the ears, the problem is that he can't even make oil poems.What to do?What to do?

Although he did not like to read, but Li Hao's small head melon seeds are still very useful, and he thought of a poem he had heard in the first place.

He could remember it because he had heard the poem so well, and he was inspired to make several poems, but he was all bitterly criticized by his sister.

Li Hao tried to remember while slowly saying: "You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, the people who see the scenery look at you upstairs, the moon decorates your windows, you decorate the dreams of others!"

As Li Hao began to chant poetry, the scene was quiet, and after Li Hao filled the poem with greatness, the scene was not only quiet, but only silent.

Can this be called poetry?It’s not even an oil poem.Even if everyone wants a round field, you are doing well for the battle, you can do it too!

Even the big prince and the second prince are a little speechless, even if you do not sing poetry, you do not want to talk nonsense, this want to round the field can not be round.

One of the most speechless is Tang Ning, which is a naked plagiarism, and it is copied in front of his face.I can’t believe this guy is more shameless than himself.

Because Tang Ning was in the corner, Li Hao had not yet found him.However, when I saw everyone silent, Li Hao was really shocked and muttered, “Is this poem so good?”Everyone is trapped!”

When he heard this poem, he couldn't laugh, and he was very mocking, and so he imitated a lot of poems.

But his sister said that although this poem was outrageous, the mood was excellent, which made him very unconvinced.A beautiful woman standing on the bridge, a man standing upstairs with a peek of fans?Tang Ning can also make such a shameless poem!

I did not expect to even put these people to the ground now, it seems that Tang Ning is indeed a person can not look, casual nonsense can even be these people to town.

Although Li Hao secretly muttered to himself, many people around him still heard that the town was indeed in the town, but it was by no means well-reserved by this poem.

Even the second prince, who has always been smiling mildly, couldn't help but spit on his lips and smiled, "You don't even fight oil poetry, you don't fight well, and you don't rhyme!"

Li Hao nodded: "It is true that the battle is not work-in-worked, nor rhymes, but my poem is about the mood!"Even my sister and sister Xuan praised this poem as good!”

Do people not talk, do they have a good mood?Do you praise this poem?They had paid only attention to the battle and rhyme before, and did not understand the meaning of it.

Now I heard that the talented woman in Beijing, Rong Xuan, praised this poetic situation, let alone call it poetry.They naturally have to taste it too.

A young man shook a folded sneered and said, "Yes, although this poem is simple to listen to, it seems to be casual, and does not pay attention to rhyming, but it is quite meaningful to smell."

The flower caravan was carried, and for a time everyone was appreciating, and now finally found the angle to bring the scene back to the circle.

In fact, people also know in their hearts that like this poem is written by men and women, it is certainly not from the hand of Li Hao, after all, Li Hao is still young.

They also think in their hearts that what they sit on as poetry is indeed the more aftertaste they are.

Hearing the praise of the people, Li Hao was a little poignant, and the smile was almost closed, but when his eyes accidentally crossed the corner, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Isn't that Donovan?Why is he here?Li Hao played all day long, did not care about the affairs in the house, did not know the invitation, and did not know that Tang Ning would come.

So Li Hao suddenly stopped, this trouble, his own just chanted poetry is Tang Ning, this will be punctured by Tangning.