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"Why did you fall in love with Feng Baoer?"

Su Ye was a little excited.

Fang Heng thought she was angry that he had fallen in love with her rival sister, so he quickly explained: "Ye Zi, don't be angry. I know you don't like Feng Yu'er, but Feng Baoer is different from her sister."

"Just tell me how you fell in love with Feng Baoer." Su Ye calmed down and asked again.

Mentioning this, Fang Heng smiled with joy in his face.

"Three months ago, I was forced by my father to go to the temple to offer incense. He said that I had committed too many sins in the past two years and had to repent in front of the Buddha. You know, I was most afraid of listening to a group of monks chanting sutras around me. At that time, I I sneaked away, but as soon as I left the temple, I bumped into a young lady. My father took me back and tried to beat me in front of a bunch of people in the temple."

"That young lady was not angry with me after I hit her. Instead, she helped me plead with my father. She was like a fairy descended from the earth, beautiful and kind. Later, after asking around for a long time, I found out that the young lady was Feng Shangshu's. My youngest daughter, Feng Baoer, has vowed from now on not to marry anyone other than her in this life!"

Seeing Fang Heng's nymphomaniac look, Su Ye rolled his eyes.

"So it's just a story about a beautiful woman saving a bear. This girl is so kind, but she still has to be entangled with a 'bear' like you. How pitiful."

"Who are you calling a bear? I am a man who stands upright!"

"Okay, okay, man, so you, a man, followed me all the way to the Taishi Mansion like a crazy man."

Fang Heng scratched his head, "Then I want to get closer to her."

Alas, another love brain.

Su Ye couldn't stand the nymphomaniac look on his face, so she turned around and walked towards the hall.

Feng Yu'er also arrived at this time, and everyone was looking forward to what amazing poem she would write today.

Feng Yu'er slowly walked to the center of the hall amidst the praises of everyone, with a look of pride on her face.

She is really good-looking, with the grace of a weak willow supporting the wind. She is the innocent little white flower, and is the easiest to make people love her.

Su Ye also found an empty seat and sat down, eating melon seeds while waiting for Feng Yu'er to compose a poem.

"You have just written a lot of good poems with outstanding literary talent. My little girl has benefited a lot, so now it is my little girl who will show off her ugliness. Soon it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is when the moon is full, so the little girl will use the 'moon' as her symbol. Write a poem about it.”

Su Ye took a sip of tea and looked like she was waiting for a good show.

On the stage, Feng Yuer pretended to think for a while, and then spoke confidently: "The drums cut off the people's line, and the sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown."

After finishing the poem, everyone in the audience was amazed and appreciative.

"Okay, great, she deserves to be the most talented woman in the capital!"

"Yeah, it's in vain that I've spent decades reading sages' books, and I've never been able to compose such a wonderful poem in my entire life."

"Miss Feng is as beautiful as a fairy, and her intelligence is unparalleled in the world. I don't know which young master can match such a perfect woman."

"..."

Hearing these compliments, Su Ye couldn't help laughing.

Everyone was attracted by Su Ye's laughter and couldn't help but talk about it.

"Why is this little bully here too?"

"Yes, I heard that Su Ye is illiterate and doesn't know a few Chinese characters. How could he come to this Poetry Competition?"

"What was she laughing at just now? Can she understand it at her level of education?"

"..."

Feng Yu'er was also affected by Su Ye's laughter and couldn't help but look over.

Deep down in her heart, she hated this little bully in the capital, because Su Ye had been chasing the second prince before, but because of the reputation of being a lady, she could not take the initiative to compete with her, so she could only vent her anger in private.

Today, she finally caught this idiot's pigtails. She had to make this little bully in the capital lose his face.

Thinking of this, Feng Yu'er walked up to Su Ye and asked her in a gentle and generous manner: "I don't know why Miss Su laughs for no reason, but do you think the poem written by the little girl is not good?"

Before Su Ye could speak, someone rushed to comfort Feng Yu'er, "Ms. Feng, Su Ye is a famous idiot. How can she understand your poems? What qualifications does she have to evaluate your poems?"

With the leader taking the lead, the others also agreed, saying that Su Ye was not worthy to be compared with the most talented woman in the capital.

Feng Yu'er enjoyed the treatment like the stars holding the moon, and was secretly happy in her heart. She also pretended to be generous and kind-hearted to protect Su Ye.

That hypocritical look was disgusting. Su Ye stood up and looked directly into Feng Yuer's eyes, telling her clearly and clearly: "Why am I laughing? Ha! I'm laughing at you for being shameless."

One sentence directly ignited the entire audience, and Feng Yu'er seemed to have been greatly wronged and was about to cry.

Everyone saw the beauty crying and blamed Su Ye.

Su Ye kicked open the low table in front of him and walked up to the stage step by step under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Facing everyone, he asked loudly: "The feelings expressed in Miss Feng's poem are full of strong worries and longings. The first two sentences even exaggerate a desolate frontier scene. Dare I ask Miss Feng, a person who lives in the capital?" How do we ladies feel such deep longing for each other, and how do we learn about the scenery of the frontier fortress that we have never seen before?"

The two questions were so inspiring that people in the audience began to discuss, "Ms. Su is right. If she didn't experience it herself, how could she write such a desolate poem? Could it be that the poem written by Miss Feng was ghostwritten by someone else."

When Feng Yu'er saw that some people were already leaning toward Su Ye, she forced herself to explain: "My daughter only saw the war scenes in the frontier from book records, and was affected by the scenes described in the book, so she couldn't help but write this poem."

After hearing Feng Yu'er's explanation, someone else started to speak for her, "Yes, you don't have to experience some things personally to understand them."

Su Ye was not affected by the words in the audience at all. He took another step closer to Feng Yu'er and continued to ask: "If that's the case, then why didn't Miss Feng write the last four sentences together?"

Then Su Ye finished reciting the remaining four sentences under Feng Yuer's shocked eyes, "All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about my life and death. The letter I sent was not delivered, and the army has not stopped."

Someone in the audience began to analyze, "These four lines of poetry follow the previous four lines, from looking at the moon to expressing emotions. They really seem to come from one body."

"How could Su Ye know the last four sentences? Isn't she uneducated?"

"You still believe it now? From the two questions she asked just now, we know that there is absolutely no way she is uneducated."

The people in the audience were talking to each other, and the whole hall was in hot discussion. Half of the people were wondering whether Feng Baoer had a ghostwriter, and the other half were concerned about how Su Ye suddenly became eloquent.

Seeing that the situation was almost unstoppable, Feng Baoer was riding a tiger and was about to run away with oil on his feet.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped halfway by Grand Master Song and Song Yu who had just arrived.