Chapter 642 (2/2)

Just after reading, the crowd at the bottom was in a mess. People all whispered under their heads. They didn't know who wrote this poem, but it could be read by his majesty himself.

”This poem can't be written by the Emperor himself? In order not to let his one hundred Liang gold fail.”

”Don't talk nonsense. How is this possible? It must have been written by a prince with great talent. It must be.”

”Everybody, don't forget to throw flowers. If you think this poem is good, please throw the silk flowers in your basket.”

The little maid of honor didn't forget to remind everyone. After all, she was half gone at this time. People patronized and talked, and even forgot to throw flowers.

Fortunately, the reminder was timely, and the people behind threw a precious flower into the flower basket in the maid's hand.

The little guy couldn't help flattening his mouth and muttered, ”Oh, really, why didn't she remind her earlier? She missed more than half.”

With that, he cast a vote for himself.

Mrs. Wu Hou touched the back of his head and said with a smile, ”OK, I didn't expect Wulang to be so talented. The godmother was really worried about you before.”

There is no doubt that although the little guy started to vote on the flowers halfway, his votes have exceeded many people, comparable to another poem written fairly well.

The emperor frowned because they had the same amount of flowers. In this case, we usually have to compete again.

According to the rules, the little guy and the eleventh prince went out one after another. When Mrs. Shang Shu opposite saw the little guy out of the line, she opened her mouth and looked unbelievable.

”How could ~ that poem was written by this child just now? I don't believe it if I kill it.”

The little guy made a face at her when he was out of the line to show his contempt for her ignorance.

There is a big difference in their height. Wulang is more than half a head shorter than each other.

The emperor was selfish in doing so. After all, Lao Tzu wanted his son to be outstanding.

The two children, one tall and one short, looked at each other. They didn't feel like a match in their eyes. There was a sense of sympathy. Those who could see it felt numb.

”Well, come on, you are all boys. Don't look at each other with that kind of eyes.” the emperor couldn't help opening his mouth.

”Wow ~” the people below immediately burst into laughter. Fortunately, the two children are still young, otherwise they will be misunderstood as carrying the mountain.

”You two have the same number of flowers. Now let's have another round with the Empress Dowager's night pearl. What do you think?” the emperor asked with a smile.

They nodded one after another and thought it was OK.

The little guy was going to keep a low profile. After all, his opponent is a real prince. His family has offended the great prince, so he has a lot of trouble. If you offend the eleventh Prince again because of your arrogance, I'm afraid you will also be retaliated.

But when he saw the night pearl whose box was opened over there, he was ashamed ~ er, drooling at the bead.

The ninth princess was not far from the queen. She just saw the little guy drooling from the side and couldn't help laughing again.