...

(Your Highness, please be honest, you are just a woman, what qualifications are you to speak out about the national affairs?)

...

Everything I experienced in the past gradually coincided with the scenes that were engraved into his eyes.

Tianzhangyuan gently raised the corner of his lips and curled up a faint self-deprecating curve.

At this moment—

"Everyone!"

A sudden loud male voice overcame all the movements around.

In an instant, the master of this male voice... Azudori became the focus of the field.

Confused, curious, disgusted... all kinds of sights gathered into one, pressing against Qingdeng's shoulders like a hammer.

Qingdeng calmly put down the brush in his hand and continued to whisper:

"I wrote a haiku in Xiasan. Can you please enjoy it together?"

"What? Haiku?"

Haruga Matsuhira raised his eyebrows vigorously, his face full of incredible expressions.

He is not the only one who changes his expression drastically.

Tokugawa Ishiki, Kazumiya, Katsurain Taro, the "Ichibashi Sect", the imperial court officials and ministers headed by Iwakura... Almost everyone, without exception, showed a look of doubting that they had heard the wrong ears.

Not to mention them, even Tianzhangyuan opened his beautiful eyes in surprise at this time.

About 5 seconds later, Haruga Matsuhira came to his senses.

He looked at Qingdeng from head to toe a few times and chuckled a few times.

"I didn't expect that the dignified 'Niwang' would have such an elegant side."

Speaking of this, he paused. Then, he followed the words in a thorny tone:

"Mr. Juicy, it seems that you are very confident in your work. So, please allow us to see your masterpiece!"

As soon as Matsuhira Haruki said this, the gaze that came to Qingdeng gradually exuded a sneering, cold and sarcastic meaning.

Many people tilted their heads and whispered to their colleagues:

"How could Yu Qingdeng, who only knows military skills, know how to write haiku?"

"The haiku he wrote is probably the same as the "Ah, plum blossom, plum blossom" written by Masahiro Masahiro just now."

"He probably wanted to help His Highness Tianzhangyuan, so he hurriedly said that he had written a haiku. Oh, why bother? If he read a bad work like Matsuno Masato, it would only make him laugh."

...

It’s not a big deal for everyone to question Qingdeng’s literary talent.

"Niwang" Kiritoto can write haiku?

They had never heard of this kind of thing before!

So, this ridiculous scene was born like this - the interaction between the "Nanji School" and the "Yiqiao School", and the court officials and ministers who were not involved in the matter, reached a consensus at this moment - Qingdeng could not write a decent masterpiece!

Maybe he was worried that Aoden would be embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, Tokugawa Ishiki couldn't help but ask Aoden in a tentative tone:

"Jujun, do you really... want to show your work?"

As soon as Tokugawa Ishima finished speaking, Tianzhangyuan said in a hurry:

"Sheng Qing...Jujun! Don't mess around!"

Faced with the doubts of Tokugawa Ishiki and Tenzhangyuan, Aoden smiled calmly:

"Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't let everyone here appreciate the poem you have finally written?"

After saying that, Qingdeng raised the poem in his hand.

In full view of everyone, he chanted softly in a melodious tone:

"Mei'ao."

"Who lives there?"

"You かな lamp."

In an instant, the banquet, which was originally a little noisy, fell into silence in an instant.

The sound of wind coming from afar sounds inexplicably far away.

Yiqiao's face changed color, and he subconsciously turned to see Haruka Matsuhira.

Matsuhira Haruki's face was also full of horror and surprise, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

Tokugawa Ishiki's face also changed suddenly.

It is hard to hide the shock between the cheeks.

The pair of beautiful eyes from Tianzhangyuan were wide open to the limit, and their eyes were staring at Qingdeng in a daze.

Everyone in the audience, one counts the other, all of them are turning their stiff necks, look at me, I look at you.

They all found similar shock on each other's faces.

The plum blossoms are, who lives in the dark, the lights are in the deep forest of the plum blossoms, and the lights are leaking in the subtle lights.

Natsume Soseki (1867-1916).

Even if you have no understanding of Japanese literature, you should have heard of this person's name more or less.

Even if I have never heard of this person's name, I should have heard that sentence that was used by modern and modern literary youths: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

This famous saying comes from Natsume Soseki.

Natsume Soseki enjoys a high status in the history of modern Japanese literature and is known as the "national writer". He has high attainments in both Eastern and Western cultures. He is both an English scholar and skilled in haiku, Chinese poetry and calligraphy.

This sentence "Who is in the deep forest of plum trees? Half-star lights are leaking in slightest lights" is his masterpiece.

Before everyone could erase their thoughts of "impossible" in their hearts, Qingdeng slowly stood up.

"Everyone, the beautiful scenery that blows onto the courtyard has inspired me endless inspiration."

"So, I wrote not only a haiku, but also a Chinese poem."

"Please listen quietly."

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