Chapter 162 Real Arrogance! On

The seventh prince smiled faintly and then said, "Naturally... I really didn't expect that Master Zhou was here. It seems that the emperor is more powerful. Master Zhou rarely goes out to play... I just don't know if the royal brother will use this hot spring today?

Zhao Ze's eyes floated from the face of the seventh prince, and then fell on Song Yi's face, smiling and said, "Naturally, it needs to be used... This is my hospitality! Does the seventh brother also need to use it? Why don't we do it together..."

"In that case, it's better for you to use it... I'm also going to take Mr. Song around again... Ha ha!" The seventh prince smiled and politely refused Zhao Ze's invitation, but when he saw Zhao Ze's eyes, he always fluttered on Song Yi's face, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

Song Yi naturally heard the arrogance and complaance in Zhao Ze's words, and naturally it was a demonstration... But at this moment, he could only respond to Zhao Ze's eyes with a faint smile.

"The seventh brother is not busy taking Song Yi around... It happens that Mr. Zhou is also there, and Mr. Song is also there. Mr. Zhou is the first talented son of Guozi... And Ming Zhuan is the first talent in Bianzhou... Hahahaha... How rare is the scene of the two great talents meeting each other? Isn't it a pity not to get together? Zhao Ze said with an expectant face.

Song Yi suddenly felt a pair of confused eyes staring at him. He turned his head and happened to collide with a man named Zhou Fuzi...

This proposal may not bring much goodwill, but it has just ignited everyone's interest, and even a trace of expectation rose in Ning Shishi's eyes.

"Wow, wow, wow..." Zuo Qianqian clapped her hands excitedly in favor, and her eyes were full of excitement. Song Yi finally understood that the seventh prince said that Zuo Qianqian's personality was really tactful, and she should be " careless"...

Of course, the seventh prince was also looking forward to Zhao Ze's proposal, but he still turned his eyes to Song Yi and asked, "What do you think, sir?"

"Since Your Highness has spoken, how dare Ming Zhuan not obey..." Song Yi quickly glanced at the seventh prince with his resentful eyes and replied indifferently.

"It's just right, according to the royal brother's intention... I just don't know if the royal brother has a proposal? Shall we play chess in the water or on the shore... Well, where's the play?" The seventh prince asked Zhao Ze.

"There is a woman present. If you go into the hot spring, you can't get together to play together. It's better for us to play together. Let's take the scenery as the guide and poetry to help the fun. Wait until you go around and come back here. Which party can make the best and most poems... Naturally, you can enjoy the hot spring alone, which is also a reward winner. Zhao Ze proposed with a smile.

"According to the royal brother..." The seventh prince did not turn his head to ask Song Yi this time, but agreed directly with a smile.

Everyone was immediately eager to try. Only Song Yi and the young man called Zhou Fuzi looked at each other without much smile.

With Zhao Ze's footsteps moving, the enchanting Ning Shishi followed, and then Zhou Fuzi, Zeng Yu...

Song Yi followed the seventh prince Qin Fang, and the other four people were a few steps behind. They were discussing excitedly. It seemed that the topic of the debate had been said that Song Yi could make a few words...

But along the way, the beautiful scenery was over. Except for the fact that Xie Tingyu made a small word that can be regarded as a rule in the discussion by Zuo Qianqian and others, Zhou Fuzi and Song Yiju, who are named Zhou Changyan, have no intention of opening their mouths...

Because the two people who are favored have not opened their mouths, the rest of the people naturally can't open their mouth, because no matter how many poems they can take out, the bright-eyed people know that the final victory or defeat is still only on Zhou Changyan, Zhou Fuzi and Song Yi.

After another cup of tea, even Zhao Ze, who was talking with the seventh prince, gradually became silent. He just frowned and occasionally looked back at the faces of Zhou Fuzi and Song Yi, trying to tell whether there was a sign of the final outcome...

The seventh prince Qin Fang is naturally looking forward to it, but contrary to Zhao Ze, he has no intention of looking back. He just looks at the scenery and then smiles as usual...

In a circle, you can see the winding hot spring pool. At this time, everyone's mood is tightened. Everyone's eyes have long stopped looking at the scenery, but hovering on the faces of Zhou Fuzi and Song Yi. They want to see something, but they are anxious to find that Zhou Fuzi and Song Yi are just a pair of wind and light clouds. The expression of an ordinary person...

"Okay! It's here..." Zhao Ze first stepped on the bluestone road on the edge of the hot spring pool, and then frowned to announce that the time was up.

"There is." A peaceful voice burst out, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention. Ning Shishi turned his head and looked at it, with a little disappointment in his eyes...

Zuo Qianqian and others naturally surrounded Song Yi even more anxiously, whispering that there was a countermeasure? Song Yi did not answer, but looked back and the seventh prince shook his head inexplicably. The seventh prince sprinkled his breath. In the sun, there was still no expression of disappointment and anger. He just flattened his mouth, like a child who lost a fight and was ready to fail...

"The dew is fading. The sparse star hangs, and the cool toad lowers the forest table. Su'e's young girl fights Chanjuan, which is more sad and quiet. Gradually, the red maple shakes the dawn. The scales of fish in the sky are small. It's like an old friend looking at each other, and it's transparent, clear and half-rating, and specially left a photo. Looking at the extreme Guanshan, the waves travel thousands of miles, and it is as hard as a year to live. Fenglou listens to the autumn wind tonight, but he is even more worried. I want the jade box and the sad string is closed. I don't want to pay attention to lovesickness. Seeing Haoyue, pulling away the hatred, covering the loneliness, how many tears.

......

The atmosphere on the field is slightly stagnant for a moment, not because the poetry is amazing, but because everyone is tasting this word.

Gradually, Zhao Ze's eyes showed ecstasy, while Ning Shishi looked back at Song Yi, who was still flat, and sighed slightly in his heart. He turned his head and stopped looking at him...

"Good words... Zhou Fuzi really deserves to be the first talent of the Guozijian. It's just the brand name of this word. Does the master think about it!" The first to praise was the seventh prince. Suddenly, Zuo Qianqian, who was surrounded by Song Yi behind the seventh prince, sighed helplessly, but did not blame Song Yi, but coincidentally complimented Zhou Changyan's words one after another...

Words are indeed good words.

Zhou Changyan stared at Song Yi's calm face for a long time. He happened to see a withered yellow fallen leaf not far behind him, and subconsciously said, "It's called Frost Leaf Flying..."

"Wow... Wonderful words! Zhou Fuzi is indeed a veritable first talent, and he is actually a new brand name..." At this time, Zeng Yu opened his mouth excitedly and praised, and then suddenly turned his head to look at Song Yi, asking with a smile on his face, "Tang Hualang... Do you have any words to take out?"

As soon as he said this, the seventh prince frowned slightly. Zuo Qianqian and others naturally had no light on their faces, and their expressions suddenly became unhappy, but when they thought that Zeng Yu was a staff member of King Kang's Mansion, they immediately put aside their faces in silence.

"Zeng Yu, bold... How can you be so unscrupulous in words and deeds? Mingzhuan is the first talent in Bianzhou. How can he not come up with words..." Zhao Ze scolded Zeng Yu with a stern face, but when the words fell, the seventh prince's delicate eyebrows frowned deeper, and he stopped talking...

"The face... I was disappointed by the two highnesses, and Ming Zhuan didn't have any words to say for the time being..." Song Yi looked at the seventh prince with a smile. Seeing a slightly disappointed expression on his face at this time, he felt a little unbearable, but when he thought that he had made a plan not to be an official, naturally he should not compete with Zhao Ze on such an occasion...

When Zhao Ze heard the words, he immediately smiled, and then said a lucky word to the seventh prince, but his expression was extremely happy, as if that word... It's just what he did.

The seventh prince and Zhao Ze were polite, and then took Song Yi, Zuo Qianqian and others back along the original road. Far away, Song Yi heard Zeng Yu's contemptuous hum from the hot spring.

Song Yi turned his head and smiled at Zeng Yu sarcastically. Because of the angle, there was naturally a sense of arrogance, which made Zeng Yu slightly stunned, and Song Yi's contemptuous look also fell into the eyes of Zhou Changyan, who was actually in a good mood, and suddenly made the first talent of the national prison a little slightly. Displeased...

I was speechless all the way. It is not too much to say that the atmosphere is a little depressing. Zhou Changyan's words have indeed reached an excellent standard, which is amazing. However, because they have too much hope for Song Yi in advance, the disappointment of Zuo Qianqian and others is naturally great, not to mention losing some face... The face of young people is always very precious. Based on their upbringing and the identity of the seventh prince, it is naturally impossible for everyone to sneer, but unconsciously, it is the distance between him and Song Yi...

"Is Your Highness disappointed?" Song Yi followed the figure of the seventh prince and asked softly.

The seventh prince turned around and said with a helpless expression, "If you are not disappointed, that's naturally fake... But Qin Fang admires Mr. Qin as always, in addition to talent... Qin Fang found that Mr. Qin Fang's temperament was also admired by Qin Fang. The victory or defeat was not in color. I remember my father said that he was the one who achieved great things!"

Song Yi was stunned, and then showed a sincere smile and said seriously to the smiling face of the seventh prince, "I promise... Your Highness is definitely not disappointed!"

"Oh? Is that so?" The eyes of the seventh prince suddenly showed a look of surprise, and the sweet pear vortex appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Of course... Naturally, Mingzhuan will not disappoint his friends!" Song Yi said firmly, and he didn't feel anything wrong with talking about His Royal Highness as his friend!