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"It's good that Miss Ye has made her decision."

"Then let's just use the Cang Lang Garden as a hidden poem."

Qing Wen looked at them with doubt in his heart, "How do we judge who wins and who loses?"

Qing Yao explained, "The participants have decided that they will first evaluate it before coming to a conclusion."

"What if there is a tie?"

"Then let's compete again."

"What about time? "How long will it take to finish?"

"A quarter of an hour. The two of them must think it through in a quarter of an hour and write it down on a piece of paper. If they don't finish it, then they will lose."

On the stage, the two of them had already written down the poem on a piece of paper and read it out loud. The two of them were outstanding, but Cheng Ye was still a far cry from them.

Wu announced in a clear voice, "Miss Ye Lin has won."

Ye Lin was beaming with joy, and the crowd immediately burst into applause.

Cheng Ye clasped his fists, "I'm impressed by Miss Ye's talent. I hope that you can find a good husband for me."

Ye Lin smiled, "Thank you, Young Master Cheng. Young Master is also very outstanding."

Cheng Ye walked off the stage and Uncle Wu shouted, "Next."

Soon, someone came on stage, but it was a woman.

Flowing Moon couldn't help but laugh. "This Ye Lin is pretty good. Why don't those guys fight for her?"

Qing Yuan sighed and said, "Although she is talented, she is arrogant, domineering, rude, arrogant, arrogant, disrespectful, and loves to tease people. Qing Yuan sighed and said," Although she is talented, she is arrogant, rude, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant, disrespectful, and dissolute.

Liu Yue was unhappy. "Big brother Qing Yuan, you're not secretly mocking me for not being able to get married, are you?"

Qing Yuan was stunned for a moment before understanding. "It's not the same. Our Liuyue is called 'Adorable'. Do you think you're that kind of person?"

"Of course I feel that I am as beautiful as a flower and as gentle as a person. However, that is what many people say about me."

"Don't listen to their nonsense. They don't understand you."

Only then did Liuyue's mood improve. She asked again, "This Ye Lin doesn't look like what you said. Is she pretending now?"

Qing Yuan smiled and said, "Yes, that's right."

Qing He suddenly thought of something and frowned, "Second brother, you said that Ye Lin is as popular as me."

Qing Yuan helplessly explained, "It's my fault that I didn't explain clearly that when she first started to shine, she was pretty much the same as you. Many men proposed to marry, and she was a little proud and proud, not wanting to marry any normal person. Her shortcomings were widely known later on, and those she proposed to marry were mostly greedy for wealth and lustful for sex.

"Right, these people are so casual with their questions, aren't they going to make preparations beforehand? Let them do what they are good at. "

"They won't. This is related to their dignity."

Very soon, this woman lost to Ye Lin, and none of the others had any intention of marrying her. Ye Lin's face became extremely ugly to behold.

She knew that she had a bad temper and that she had never had any intention of marrying before. However, her father had said that if she didn't marry a man this time, then she wouldn't be able to enter the Ye Family's mansion and acknowledge him as her daughter. Ye Lin's eyes darkened, and she made a decision.

This time, it was a handsome scholar. His appearance was as warm as jade and gave off a refreshing feeling. He looked at Ye Lin, paused for a moment, and then said, "Capital City's Xu Shaoming greets you."

Ye Lin smiled amiably. "Is this young master up to the requirements that I've mentioned?"

Xu Shaoming said humbly: "Yes, I do, but I'm from a poor family, so I know I'm not worthy to be with Miss Ye, so I only want to compete."

"I don't mind if my family is poor. This time, I'll take it as you proposing marriage."

"This …"

"What this, hurry up and start. This time, we will use the other party as the topic. Make a poem for him."

This was Ye Lin's decision. It was fine as long as the conditions were met, regardless of whether he was competing or asking to be married off.

However, Ye Lin was proud of her, and she would not go easy on him in the field of poetry.

This time, Xu Shaoming had won. Ye Lin smiled brightly, "This is Young Master Xu's poem. Ye Lin admires it. In the future, Young Master Xu will be my husband."

Xu Shaoming hurriedly said, "I'm really not worthy to be Miss Ye. I hope you can find another good person."

"No need, it's you. From now on, you can have a good match."

Ye Lin walked down the stage with light steps. She was obviously very happy.

Those who understood what was going on silently sympathized with the scholar, including Qing and them.

This scholar had two tricks up his sleeve. He had already endured for nine rounds, and everyone felt even more sympathy for him. A young master with a bright future had been ruined by a woman just like that.

The next person to challenge the scholar was a blue-clothed man. He held a feather fan in his hand and gave off an indescribably refined and refined air.

Qing He saw him and clenched his fists. She knew this person even if he turned into ashes, he was the man in green in the mansion who handed her to his wife. Qing He was very angry, if it weren't for them, she wouldn't have been captured by the First Lady and those things wouldn't have happened.

Liu Yue felt Qing He's emotions and asked puzzledly: "Qing He, what's wrong with you? "Why do I feel like you're very angry? That person has a grudge with you."

Qing He took a deep breath, adjusted his state of mind, and said with a smile, "I have some conflict with that man in blue clothes, do you know who he is?"

Qing Yuan looked at the man in blue and said slowly, "If I remember correctly, he is the son of the Minister of Rites. Xue Tao, how did he offend you?"

Qing He waved his hand and pretended to be relaxed. "It's not a big deal. I am just dissatisfied with some of his actions."

Qing He really hoped that Xu Shaoming would win, but she was disappointed by the result. What made her even more depressed was that in the following matches, Xue Tao was like a hot knife through butter as he won in succession.

Xue Tao revealed a satisfied expression, "Who else wants to challenge me?"

After a moment, no one came up onto the stage. The match was over? She clearly remembered that there should be someone else.

At this moment, Xue Tao's voice rang out, "Third young mistress of the Prime Minister's Estate, Su Qing He. Since you've registered, then come out and compete."

Qing He was stunned. She signed up? What a joke.

Aside from the participants, everyone present was in an uproar.

"Su Qing He, did I hear wrongly? Didn't she say that the competition is boring? Why did she come to participate?"

"Who knows? I wonder if her level of poetry has declined?"

"It is said that she has lost her memory. Does she know that she can compose poems? I'm afraid I have forgotten all my past talents. "

"I don't think so. Otherwise, why would she be registering?"

"However, I'm very curious about one thing. Her reputation is so bad, why would she still have the face to show herself? Aren't she afraid of being laughed at?"

"Maybe it's to redeem my reputation that I did this."

"..."

In one of the rooms, a white-clothed man listened to these discussions. His eyes were filled with coldness. He tightly pursed his lips and could tell that he was in an extremely bad mood.