Reborn as Cthulhu Statue

"Haha...then wait for the elder brother to make a move."

"Hmph..." The eldest prince Zi Hong snorted coldly, and led Wu Tianhao, Yu Wenhuan and others back to his seat.

Fairy Plum Blossom stepped out of the bead curtain with lotus steps, and saluted, "Your Highness, Third Prince, I am waiting for your visit at the Plum Blossom Pavilion."

The plum blossom fairy flew back to the plum blossom pavilion.

The eldest prince's face became even uglier.

His original intention was to disgust the third prince, but he didn't expect that it would fulfill the other party's long-cherished wish instead.

Zixin was overwhelmed with excitement.

"Haha...Brother Xin, why don't you go to the third floor? What are you doing here?" Yu Yi kindly reminded.

"Oh...thank you brother-in-law for reminding me."

When Zixin walked past Yuyi, Yuyi gave him a few scrolls again.

Yuyi said via voice transmission: "It's possible that Plum Blossom Fairy will test you, just follow the instructions above."

"Thank you."

Zi Xin said gratefully.

……

In the next period of time, all the literati will show their talents.

Although several people have made top-quality Zhenzhou poems, there is not a single Zhenguo poem.

It has to be said that the literati of the Zhuxia Empire were indeed unique.

Successively, several literati have won the favor of the flower fairies and become the guests of the curtain.

In the end, peony, rose, rose, plum blossom, lotus, jasmine, chrysanthemum, and seven flower fairies entered their respective pavilions.

Lily, peony, narcissus, peach blossom, crabapple, the five flower fairies did not leave.

There are many literary talents who confessed to the five flower fairies, but most of them are inferior to the chosen ones.

The five flower fairies didn't pay attention to the flatterer.

As for Fairy Baihua, as the finale oiran, the event has not yet started.

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Sister Hong stepped onto the stage again, and said with a charming smile: "Today's poetry meeting really opened my eyes, the strength of scholars from all over the world is very strong.

Next will be the highlight of the poetry meeting, with our Fairy Baihua writing the title.

If someone can win the favor of Baihua Fairy, the entire Zhuxia Empire will be famous. "

Fairy Baihua walked out of the bead curtain with lotus steps, her red lips parted slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, today Hua Qingwu has the audacity to come up with a topic, looking for like-minded talents."

"Oh oh oh...Finally Baihua Fairy is here."

"Wow... I don't know what question Baihua Fairy will ask?"

"It shouldn't be about flowers anymore, otherwise it will overlap with Twelve Golden Flowers, making it hard to distinguish."

"look forward to."

Hua Qingwu, the Baihua Fairy, continued: "My concubine is very ashamed to be chosen as the Baihua Fairy in the form of a willow.

Spring is the season when a hundred flowers bloom, and today's topic is about spring.

You can describe to your heart's content the scene of spring returning to the earth, all things recovering, and a hundred flowers blooming. "

After Baihua Fairy finished the question, she went back behind the bead curtain and sat on the luxurious reclining chair to wait for the result.

Yu Yi had been observing carefully when Hua Qingwu appeared.

His feeling was right, there was a familiar aura about Fairy Baihua.

But he can be sure that he has never seen Hua Qingwu before.

"Is spring the topic? This topic seems very simple, but it is also the most difficult to write."

"Indeed, to use a few short lines of poetry to describe the scene of spring returning to the earth, all things recovering, and a hundred flowers blooming is simply more difficult than ascending to the sky."

Many literary talents only frowned.

One of the talented scholars walked out of the crowd first, "I am Liu Shixue, Xieyuan from Yuzhou, who admires Fairy Baihua very much, and wrote a special poem to congratulate Fairy Baihua on becoming the chief oiran."

The maid began to sing his poems.

"early spring"

The rain on the Tianjie Street is as crisp as the grass, but the grass color is far away but not close.

The most important thing is the one-year spring benefits.

As the poem was read out, the scroll began to emit blue light, and it turned to dark blue.

"Damn it... Liu Shixue's handwriting is the best town and county poems, what a great handwriting."

"Fairy Baihua is an oiran with many admirers, so naturally she cannot be compared with ordinary people."

"Exactly..."

Although Liu Shixue's town and county poems were amazing, they didn't cause too much disturbance, after all, there were already pearls and jade in front.

After Liu Shixue's poems were sung, several talents joined in the fighting poems one after another, and the atmosphere gradually heated up.

The eldest prince Zi Hong turned his gaze to Yu Yi and said, "Mr. Yu, if you can hang out with the third younger brother, you can prove that your literary talent is not bad? Do you want to perform one?"

Yu Yi shook his head: "Not interested."

"Mr. Yu is not interested, or is he afraid? Does he know that he is not capable enough and is afraid of making a fool of himself?" Wu Tianhao immediately seized the opportunity to sarcastically.

"Wu Tianhao, haven't you been beaten enough by my old lady?" Yan Qingqing glared angrily.

"you……"

Yu Yi shook his head and said: "You don't need to be as knowledgeable as a mad dog, he doesn't know how to compose poetry, so he thinks what others think."

Yu Wenhuan jumped out with a sneer and said, "Hmph... Does Mr. Yu prove that you can compose poetry by saying that? How does it compare with me?"

Yu Yi sarcastically said: "Heh... the trash who was shut up by the third prince, does he want to regain his confidence in me?"

"asshole."

Zihong interjected, "Since Mr. Yu doesn't like my two subordinates, why don't you play with me?"

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Chapter 298 The Great Prince's Provocation

[Ding, in the face of repeated provocations from ants, can you bear the host?

Even if the host could bear it, Xiaojing couldn't.Release side task eighteen: The host please copy a poem as soon as possible to slap the prince in the face. 】

[Task time limit: one day]

[Task Reward: Upgrade to two levels]

"..."

Yuyi didn't know how to complain anymore, when did the Divine Crystal become so skinny?

What does it mean that the host can bear it, but the godhead crystal can't bear it?

And what about copying a poem?

Ma Dan, are you looking down on my poetry writing skills?

[Ding, what is the level of the host's poetry, don't you have a beep in your heart? 】

"..."

Yuyi is numb!

I was despised again!

Well, it seems that besides copying poems, I really don’t know how to write poems.

Even if the poems I made with difficulty are probably about the same as Zixin's one, two, three or four poems.

Sure enough, the Godhead Crystal knew him best.

Yuyi chose to accept the task.

Originally, he just wanted to quietly watch other people pretend to beep, but he didn't expect that someone would give him a slap in the face.

He doesn't even want to pretend to beep now.

Sigh...why are there always fools forcing me to pretend to beep?

Yuyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

[The host's shamelessness has refreshed the knowledge of the divine crystal. 】

"..."

Yuyi was bullied again and wanted to beat someone up again.

Yan Qingqing glared at the eldest prince: "Your Highness, what do you mean? You targeted Zixin first, and now you point the finger at Xiaoyu?"

Zihong waved his hand indifferently, "Cousin, don't be angry. As the saying goes, Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second. We are just a contest between literati. If we lose, we won't get hurt, and we won't hurt our friendship."

Yan Qingqing was still about to argue, but Yuyi held her back, and said calmly: "Since His Highness the First Prince invites you, then I will be disrespectful."

"Haha...Mr. Yu is more refreshing!" Zihong was overjoyed, and continued: "It's not very interesting for us to just compete for victory, how about some prizes?"

"What kind of prize does His Royal Highness want?"

Zihong tentatively asked, "It's not as good as [-] million gold coins?"

Yuyi knew that the eldest prince was uneasy and kind, so he sneered, "Heh... the eldest prince is rich and powerful. But gambling money is not very interesting, it's too vulgar. How about using cloud soul grass as a bet?"

The cloud soul grass he mentioned is a very precious medicinal herb that has the effects of increasing the strength of the soul and repairing the wounds of the soul.

The characteristics of the Cloud Soul Grass meant that it was destined to be a rare treasure, almost priceless.

Yuyi doesn't have a physical body, and his cultivation speed is too slow, so he can only make some ideas about the treasures of the soul.

"This……"

"What? Didn't His Royal Highness want a lottery? Don't dare to accept it now?"

Zihong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take it."

The fight between the two attracted the attention of the scribes present, and even Baihua Fairy and others behind the bead curtain cast curious eyes.

"His Highness the First Prince seems to be targeting someone from His Highness the Third Prince?"

"Nonsense, isn't this obvious?"

"It's so strange, why does the eldest prince keep targeting the third prince? Didn't it mean that the third prince has no intention of competing for the throne?"

"Who knows? Maybe the third prince just doesn't care about the throne on the surface, but he is fighting secretly?"

"It's possible."

"No, I know the third prince better. He really has no intention of competing for the throne, he just wants to be a prince of peace."

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"Then why is the eldest prince deliberately targeting the third prince, isn't it superfluous?"

"That's right, shouldn't His Highness the First Prince's opponent be His Highness the Second Prince who is comparable in strength to him, and other princes who are competing for the throne?

He hastily offended the third prince, isn't he afraid that the third prince will join the camp of the second prince? "

"What you don't know is that the First Prince has taken a fancy to Yan Qingqing, the daughter of the Generalissimo, but Yan Qingqing doesn't like him. Instead, she is as close as a brother to the Third Prince..."

"So that's the case. No wonder the Third Prince was targeted by the First Prince."

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All the literati are whispering in low voices.