Xiao Jiading had already estimated that this beautiful woman should be the princess of King Li Ke of Shu, but after hearing this, he was still surprised. He glanced at Zhong Wenbo from the corner of his eyes, and saw that he lowered his head and looked humble, and there was nothing unusual.

Lu Zhaolin bowed and said, "Yes, then we will use the title of mandarin ducks and a stick of incense as the limit. Whoever has more poems will win."

"Okay!" Li Ke said to the princess: "You have some incense!"

The princess personally lit incense for their competition. This glory really surprised and envious bystanders.

The maid held the incense burner and placed it on a few tables. The princess lit it himself, looked at the three of them with a smile, and said, "Three of them can start!"

The three of them sat down immediately, Lu Zhaolin and Zhong Wenbo began to ponder, and Xiao Jiading had already picked up the pen and started writing. During this period, Xiao Jiading had almost never stopped writing, and kept writing, without looking at the content, and just looking at the speed, you can already judge Xiao Jiading's huge advantage.

Li Ke and the princess looked at each other and their faces were very surprised. They did not go over to read the content written by Xiao Jiading, for fear of disturbing them. Lu Zhaolin and Zhong Wenbo on both sides had already started sweating on their foreheads. Although they did not look at Xiao Jiading, they had already found out from the corner of their eyes that he had been writing in a uncertain way, so they secretly shouted, because this competition was not mainly based on the content as the standard for referees' victory or defeat, but on the quantity. At this speed, the two people really could not compare to Xiao Jiading!

Lu Zhaolin and Zhong Wenbo thought in their minds that writing too much may not be well written. As long as the poems written by Xiao Jiading were written, one of them was a rumor of the stone tower, which was a fine or thick. In this way, according to the rules, he could be judged to lose. So the two of them quickly calmed down and started writing.

The talents of these two people are indeed not comparable to those of Tang Rongxuan. This meditation soon enters the state. Anyway, as long as it is a poem, it is enough to be able to show off. There is no need to be particularly careful about the use of lyrics and dictionaries. The two began to write, and although the speed was obviously slower than that of the Xiao Family Ding, Li Ke and the Princess seemed to breathe a little relieved. Both of them were the first talented men, and it would be too embarrassing if they had not written a single poem or had obviously fewer numbers than each other. Although Li Ke was the King of Shu, the royal family in the capital, this kind of exchange. It would be fine if Lu Zhaolin, the first talented man in the capital, lost, but it would be ugly and he had lost his face.

Li Ke's expression naturally fell into Xiao Jiading's eyes. After he pondered for a moment, he understood the reason and looked at the poems of the two of them with his eyes squinted. He was already obviously ahead, so he slowed down and pretended to be contemplative. He just kept the advantage of quantity and could not save the two of them too much. But he had to make sure that they exceeded the total number of them.

Seeing that Xiao Family Ding's pen was written in a scattered manner, the speed dropped significantly later. Su Yunxia and Huang Shiyun were both a little anxious, but seeing that he had a lot of advantages ahead, he felt a little relieved. They both stared at the increasingly shorter and shorter fragrance, and wanted to step forward and blow it hard to burn it faster.

At the end, Xiao Jiading wrote a song for a while, while Lu Zhaolin and Zhong Wenbo were getting faster and faster, and everyone was terrified. Finally, when the last wisp of fragrance dissipated, the princess said in a sweet voice: "Time is up, please stop writing."

All three of them put down the brush in their hands.

Li Ke said: "First count the number of poems from the three."

The princess nodded, walked to Lu Zhaolin, counted, and said, "Eight poems!" and walked to Zhong Wenbo again, looked at him, counted, and said, "Five poems!" and finally walked towards Xiao Family Ding.

Lu Zhaolin and Zhong Wenbo had been writing their poems quietly just now, but they didn't pay attention to Xiao Family Ding. At this moment, they saw that the silk paper of Xiao Family Ding was densely packed. They suddenly felt a little cold. Then they heard the princess' sweet voice saying, "Fifteen poems!"

Everyone onlookers exclaimed in surprise!

The number of poems by Xiao Jiading is indeed more than the sum of Lu Zhaolin and Zhong Wenbo! There are two more poems!

Lu Zhaolin suddenly turned pale and silently handed the folding fan in his hand to Xiao Jiading.

"Wait!" Zhong Wenbo said anxiously: "You should check his poems! They must be all those wrong poems like upside down stone towers!"

Li Ke frowned and said, "Don't worry, you have to read it naturally, - Beloved concubine, you are proficient in poetry, come and recite and comment on the poems of the three of you!"

"Yes!" The princess first picked up Lu Zhaolin's poem. Lu Zhaolin is indeed one of the four heroes in the early Tang Dynasty. Even though it is such a competition that is not as fast as quality, his poems are still gorgeous and gorgeous, using many allusions, and the content is full of the songs of love that the mandarin ducks will never move to death. Listening to the guests nodding frequently, he was amazed. Of course, his famous sentence "If you have the right to be a mandarin duck, why not die? I wish you to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals" has already cheated on Mount Emei to Master Zhishui, so of course it cannot be used here. The excitement of the entire poem is naturally slightly reduced.

Xiao Jiading was also very brilliant when he heard the princess' interpretation. He judged every allusion in the poem. Obviously, he was a master of poetry, and he couldn't help but secretly admire him.

Then the princess began to comment on Zhong Wenbo's poems. Zhong Wenbo was also the number one talented man in Yizhou. Although his poems were slightly worse than Lu Zhaolin, the hero, but his poems were also exquisite and gorgeous, with rich emotions. However, the princess commented that one of them praised love but did not mention the mandarin duck. It was a bit off topic. Zhong Wenbo bowed his head and said nothing.

Then, Xiao Jiading recited and commented on Xiao Jiading's poems. Zhong Wenbo and others all raised their ears, hoping to hear a wrong poem that could not be on the surface. Unfortunately, this time, Xiao Jiading's poems were all famous works that were passed down through the ages by big-name poets such as Li Bai, Du Fu, and Bai Juyi. After being evaluated by countless literati throughout the ages, there would be no such thing as on the surface.

When reciting these poems, everyone was amazed, especially the princess, who kept stopping to look at Xiao Jiading. After reciting Du Fu's famous poem "The Beauty", he asked Xiao Jiading: "Did you imagine or hear about the story of the Gone with Troubles here?"

Xiao Jiading bowed and said, "When I was a child, I heard my ancestors talk about the wars at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and I wrote them with some emotion." In fact, Du Fu wrote the tragic story I heard in the Anshi Rebellion a hundred years later.

The princess looked sad and said to Shu King Li Ke: "Prince, look at these sentences, it is written very well - 'You know the time when you are together, and the mandarin ducks don't sleep alone. But when you see the new man laughing, you hear the old man crying.' - The hearts of the resentful women in the deep boudoir are bleeding."

Li Ke nodded and exclaimed: "Yes!"

Then, the princess read two classic lines from Bai Juyi's famous "Song of Everlasting Sorrow": "The mandarin ducks are cold and frost are heavy, and the jade quilt is cold and cold." Of course, Xiao Jiading was an excerpt from part of it, and the princess was praised again. When he read Du Mu's "Quote for the Houchi of Qi'an County", "No one watched the drizzle all day long, and the mandarin ducks were bathing in red clothes." Then he smiled, looked at Xiao Jiading, and said happily to Li Ke: "This little poem is fresh and refined, ethereal and subtle, close and separate, I like it!"

"It's well written!" Li Ke smiled and nodded, "I like it very much."

When the princess recited Cui Jue's poem "What's the Mandarin Duck with Friends", the expression on her face suddenly rose, and she exclaimed repeatedly, and recited one of the sentences repeatedly: "I still look back on the island of smoke, but only crossed the cold pond and flew." He said to King Li Ke with affection: "This couplet is neat and natural and fluent. The words are slapped and refreshed, and it is really a sigh of relief, and the love of the mandarin Duck is written in detail and lingering, deeply touching. This sentence can be said to have won the leader! - Brother Xiao, how about you send this poem to me?"

This poem by the poet Cui Jue won him the reputation of "Cui Yuanyang". It is a masterpiece in the poem describing Yuanyang. Especially the two lines that the princess repeatedly recited are famous quotes that have been passed down through the ages to praise loyal love, which naturally makes the princess unable to let go of it.

Xiao Jiading quickly said, "It is really a blessing to be able to survive by the princess."

"That's great!" The princess turned her head and looked at Li Ke, "I want to frame this poem and paste it on our palace hall so that everyone can watch it every day!"

Xiao Jiading was a little strange. The princess liked this poem, so why did she hang it in the main hall and let everyone read it every day. What does this mean? She looked at Zhong Wenbo with a squint eyes and saw that he had a gloomy face, and didn't know what he was thinking.

When the princess finished reciting all the poems of Xiao Family Ding, she was already full of admiration when she looked at Lu Zhaolin. She had originally expected that Xiao Family Ding's poems were unpredictable, but she knew that the poems of others were wonderful and intoxicated. He was a very conceited person, but in front of Xiao Family Ding's fifteen poems, she completely felt ashamed of herself. She walked to Xiao Family Ding, bowed and said, "Admiration! Brother Xiao is the best talent in the world! Lu is willing to give up the disadvantage!" After that, she handed over the folding fan in her hand respectfully.

Xiao Jiading was not polite, so he put away the folding fan, and sent his folding fan over, saying, "Brother Lu, Mr. Xiao has always admired him very much. It is a great blessing to be able to compete with Brother Lu today! If Brother Lu doesn't dislike him, we will become brothers, and this fan will be used as a token, how about it?"

When Lu Zhaolin heard this, Xiao Jiading turned the bets of the two into a token of making friends. He spoke very sincerely and couldn't help but be moved. He was also a person with a temperament and suddenly felt good about Xiao Jiading. He bowed and took the folding fan of Xiao Jiading: "It's so good!" The two of them talked about their age. Xiao Jiading was several months older, so Xiao Jiading was the eldest brother and Lu Zhaolin was the second brother.

Li Ke laughed and said, "You two, you two, appreciate each other and become brothers. This is another good story for our poetry meeting!"

The princess glanced at Zhong Wenbo who was standing angrily, and snorted. Zhong Wenbo hurriedly came over with his golden folding fan and said to Xiao Jiading awkwardly: "I saw that the two brothers have made friends, and I admire them very much. I wonder if I can be respectful as the last seat..."

Xiao Jiading grabbed the golden folding fan in his hand, but it was very light. It was indeed not made of gold, but it was only coated with gold powder. He said coldly: "Sorry, I only have one folding fan. This is given by my second brother and cannot be exchanged. I, a vulgar man who is fine or thick, dare not climb to the top talent of Yizhou."

When Zhong Wenbo heard that he refused in public, he was so embarrassed that his face turned red.
Chapter completed!