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- Following Song Yunqing's words, everyone's eyes fell on Zhou Heng.
Could it be that Zhou Heng and Song Yunqing are really about to reunite?
If this is the case, is it possible that what happened back then will happen again?
What happened back then shocked the entire city of Chang'an.
"Everyone, Ms. Song and I are friends. Today, Ms. Song came to hunt and dance in the autumn. As a friend, I naturally join in. Compared with you, I have no money, no rare treasures, and I have no choice but to rely on To learn a little bit of talent and recite a poem for Miss Song is the support of my friend."
Zhou Heng felt everyone's thoughts from the eyes of everyone.
Zhou Heng can be sure that these people are thinking wrong.
After listening to Zhou Heng's words, everyone suddenly realized that it wasn't the reunion after a broken mirror, but they were thinking too much.
Song Yunqing slowly looked at Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng was really powerful. One sentence explained the relationship between the two of them, and resolved the misunderstanding without putting herself in an ugly position.
This is what wise men talk about.
If you are an unintelligent person, you may say that there is no relationship between me and Song Yunqing, and that the recitation of a poem today is just forced by the situation, so please don't think about it.
Although the meaning is the same, the former is easier to accept.
Zhou Heng deserves to be Zhou Heng.
The charm of language, the way of speaking Zhou Heng has mastered very refinedly.
"I see!"
"The friendship between Your Highness and Ms. Song really makes me admire."
Many people followed Zhou Heng's words.
Zhou Heng also nodded with a smile, and then looked at Song Yunqing, "Miss Song, please write a question!" Zhou Heng asked Song Yunqing to write a question.
Song Yunqing pondered for a moment.
"Since it's autumn, the crown prince might as well use this autumn as the topic?" Song Yunqing proposed the topic, and finally asked Zhou Heng politely.
Autumn as the title?
"If Your Highness finds it difficult, then forget it." Song Yunqing said with a smile.
However, Zhou Heng waved his hand after Song Yunqing finished speaking.
"No no no, just right, just right!"
Zhou Heng readily accepted that if autumn was the topic, then autumn would be the topic. He did not learn Tang and Song poetry for nothing, and the mere autumn poems could not trouble Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng took three steps.
"Yes."
Zhou Heng obviously had a sudden epiphany, and Zhou Heng clapped his hands, "The sunset in a lonely village, the light smoke, the old tree, the jackdawwhite grass, red leaves and yellow flowers."
Zhou Heng uttered the poem slowly. This is a poem of pure sand from the sky, which was written by Bai Pu, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty.
Jing Zhouheng doesn't care whether he should or not, he just needs to read the poems.
Exports are a chapter, really an export is a chapter.
Song Yunqing was also taken aback for a moment. She wanted to make things difficult for Zhou Heng, but she didn't expect Zhou Heng to leave like this, and made a poem in three steps.
Even the geniuses can't be so fast.
How did Zhou Heng do it?
"Ms. Song has accepted." Zhou Heng smiled lightly, cupped his fists and saluted, "I don't know if the girl is still satisfied?" Zhou Heng asked, looking at the sluggish Song Yunqing.
The people around were also silent, and no one thought that Zhou Heng could compose a poem so quickly.
"Isn't it negotiated?"
Some people began to suspect that Song Yunqing and Zhou Heng had discussed the poem, Song Yunqing wrote the title, and then Zhou Heng said it out.
It feels like a double spring.
"It must be so."
Many people felt that Song Yunqing and Zhou Heng must have discussed something.
"But why?" Some people raised doubts and suspicions. Naturally, some people don't understand why they do this, and they can't find a reason.
"It doesn't matter if it's because Song Yunqing wants to help Zhou Heng."
One person said.
Song Yunqing posed the question, and Zhou Heng answered it quickly. Isn't this just to show Zhou Heng's ability?
"this?"
Everyone seemed to suddenly realize what was going on.
Everyone doubted the relationship between Zhou Heng and Song Yunqing, but Song Yunqing knew that she and Zhou Heng had no discussions, and Zhou Heng was a real talent and a real learner.
"That doesn't count."
Song Yunqing said.
"Why doesn't it count?" Zhou Heng asked back, thinking in his heart that something is wrong, this girl is going to play a rogue.
"You didn't even think about it,?It must have been prepared by you beforehand, you are making one. "Song Yunqing stomped her feet and said, her coquettish appearance was extremely cute.
Everyone seemed to have melted their hearts.
Everyone looked at Zhou Heng, who could refuse such a request.
"Okay." Zhou Heng nodded, and there was no refusal. After the words fell, Zhou Heng stopped talking, and everyone and Song Yunqing waited.
A moment passed
A quarter of an hour passed
A quarter of an hour passed
"What's wrong with you, Your Highness?" Song Yunqing looked at Zhou Heng motionless and silent, like a wooden man, and immediately asked curiously.
Didn't Zhou Heng write poems? How did he become a wooden man? What does this motionlessness mean?
Facing Song Yunqing's question, Zhou Heng sighed helplessly, "Didn't you say that going too fast just now doesn't count? I'm slowing down time now." Zhou Heng explained with a smile.
Song Yunqing immediately rolled her eyes when she heard this, feeling that Zhou Heng is waiting for her here, why is a man so fussy.
"you?"
Song Yunqing had nothing to say.
"Then, have you made up your mind, Your Highness?" Song Yunqing asked with a smile, her anger could be felt in her tone, Song Yunqing was really discouraged.
"Think about it, think about it a long time ago."
Zhou Heng nodded and replied.
Song Yunqing was speechless, and the people around her were also completely speechless. After you thought about it, you said it. What are you doing here without saying a word?
"Then please speak out, Your Highness." Song Yunqing pursed her lips and said, she found that Zhou Heng is really a strange person, and you can't even keep up with this kind of thinking.
"This time, you said it yourself, not me. You can't play tricks."
Zhou Heng reminded Song Yunqing, and Song Yunqing nodded, as if telling Zhou Heng that as long as Zhou Heng could say it, he would not cheat.
"The horses on the ancient Chang'an road are slow, the high willows are chaotic and the cicadas are neighing. Outside the sunset birds, on the autumn wind"
Soon Zhou Heng said it.
Song Yunqing stared at Zhou Heng. If Zhou Heng was prepared for the first time, then this second time is not the case. Zhou Heng is really capable.
"how?"
Zhou Heng asked.
Song Yunqing nodded slowly, "Your Majesty bows to me, Your Highness is a talented person with a wealth of knowledge." While speaking, Song Yunqing took off the hairpin on her head and handed it to Zhou Heng.
"keep your word."
Song Yunqing didn't play a rogue either.
"You mean what you say. Miss Song is really a good-natured person. Zhou Heng admires it." Zhou Heng took Song Yunqing's development and took a closer look. The pattern on it was still familiar to Zhou Heng.
"Your Highness won't stay?" Song Yunqing continued to ask.
"No, I still have some things to do first." Zhou Heng waved his hand to say goodbye, turned around and left with Li Xingba, and everyone cast envious eyes.
That was Song Yunqing's hairpin, Song Yunqing's beloved, and Song Yunqing gave it to Zhou Heng like this. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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