Ayoto has always had little interest in Japanese classical literature.

He was in no hurry to write...and had no intention of writing.

In his previous life, he loved reading and flipped through several haiku collections when he was bored. Thanks to this, he had many high-quality works in his mind.

If he wanted to, he could directly copy some of the great works of later generations onto poetry paper.

But there was no point in doing so, and he had no reason or motivation to do so.

——Let’s fish!

Qingdeng said this to himself in a decisive tone.

When the time was almost up, he said that he did not know how to write and could not write... Having made up his mind, he raised his head in a comfortable mood and looked around.

Some people have already started squandering it.

Some people are still thinking.

Qingdeng could see that there were many people who didn't know how to compose poetry at all. They just took paper and pen and pretended to be thinking hard, but in fact they didn't intend to write a word at all - such as Tianzhang Yuan.

I saw this powerful and powerful man with his eyebrows furrowed and his head tilted.

I have to say that her concentrated look is really endearing.

Although at first glance, Tianzhangyuan looked like she was thinking deeply, Qingdeng knew very well: She must be empty-headed now!

Although it is slightly rude to say this, Tianzhangyuan's nature is completely consistent with the stereotype of Gyeonggi people towards the daughter of the martial arts family.

He doesn't like to sing in the wind and make fun of the moon, he just likes to have fun and play.

He doesn't like to sing poems and write poems, he only likes to dance with swords and guns.

How could she know how to compose poetry like this!

For such an elegant thing as poetry, it cannot be said that she has no understanding of it. It can only be said that she knows everything about it - she knows nothing about it.

Your Highness, I am really embarrassing you... Qingdeng joked in his heart.

Soon, some people put down their pens one after another, and then enthusiastically recited their masterpieces in public.

Their works are all haiku.

In terms of form, they all strictly adhere to the "five-seven-five" format of haiku.

But the content is... really lackluster.

It's either empty and useless, or it's moaning for nothing, basically on the same level as the "Sealing Madman" Qianlong.

At this moment, Wagoniya put down her pen.

Suddenly, most of the eyes of the audience fell on her.

Upon seeing this, Tokugawa Iemo immediately asked happily:

"Master Wagong, have you finished writing your poem?"

He Gong nodded lightly.

Tokugawa Iemo asked:

"Can you let us have a look?"

According to the traditional ethics of "men are superior to women", the person who occupies the dominant position in the family should be Tokugawa Iemo as the husband.

However, in terms of status, Wakomiya, who was the imperial daughter, was above Tokugawa Iemo.

Therefore, even though Tokugawa Iemo had the dual status of "General of the Conquest of Barbarians" and "Husband", he had to respectfully call Wagongiya "Wakomiya-sama".

Everyone at the table cast expectant glances at He Gong.

Hegong, who was born in the royal family, has always shown himself to be elegant and "well-educated, well-educated, and good at poetry and prose".

Everyone wants to know what kind of poems such a talented woman can write.

While everyone was waiting patiently... Wamiya made a move that was contrary to the high expectations of Tokugawa Iemo and others.

I saw her gently covering the poem paper in her hand by her knees, and then she said slowly with Jing Yanye's unique soft and slow tone without any expression on her face:

"It's just a humble work, not worth mentioning."

The moment after Wagongong spoke, Qingden instantly shuddered - he had been given PTSD by the troublesome gangsters around Wagongiya.

As Wagongiya finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward.

The general of the shogunate asked you to present a poem, but you refused in front of everyone without thinking... Even if you are the princess, it is too disrespectful, right?

In the blink of an eye, the faces of the pro-shogunate ministers, ministers, and feudal lords present at the banquet became ugly one by one.

However, Tokugawa Iemo, as the person involved, turned sideways indifferently and looked into Wakong's eyes, with a gentle smile on his face:

"Master Wagongiya, I really want to see your work!"

Wagongong was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a faint blush flew up from her cheeks.

After hesitating for a while, she silently picked up the poem paper she had just covered.

Everyone consciously stopped what they were doing.

Wagongiya's soft voice echoed in the sky above Merlin.

"In the Plum Grove"

"The red light is swaying"

"It's a flame"

The banquet hall fell silent for a while.

Then, exclamations and praises came one after another.

"Wow! It's really well written!"

"As expected of Lord Wagongiya!"

"In comparison, our bad work is really unbeatable!"

…

All kinds of rainbow farts are pouring towards the palace.

Wagoniya seemed to be used to other people's compliments...or rather, he didn't care about these people's compliments at all. He calmly put the poem paper in his hand back to his knees.

There is a saying that this poem can only be regarded as a mediocre work, not very outstanding.

Even someone like Ainoto, who has not studied Japanese classical literature, can tell that haiku of this level are mediocre works that will never make a splash in the long river of history.

However, it is much better than the previous works.

At least Wagongiya's work depicts a sense of picture, rather than forcing new words to express sadness.

With He Gong taking the lead, those who are determined to write a blockbuster masterpiece continue to think hard.

The fishermen headed by Tianzhangyuan and Qingdeng continued to pretend to be meditating hard.

At this moment... Hitotsubashi Keiki secretly raised his gaze and looked at Matsudaira Harugaku who was sitting next to him.

The two exchanged a look.

"His Royal Highness Tianzhangyuan."

Suddenly, Songping Chunyue straightened his back and said respectfully to Tianzhangyuan:

"I've heard for a long time that His Highness is very smart and smart. Do you have any masterpieces for us to take a look at?"

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Damn it! Why is it still so short today! (Leopard Leopard Head crying) Obviously Leopard Leopard has worked hard to code! (Leopard Head crying)
Chapter completed!