When Wu Meiniang saw this, although she was a little jealous in her heart, she could still accept it generously.
The ancients had many concubines, let alone the noble Crown Prince.
If she inherited the throne in the future, the three palaces and six courtyards and seventy-two concubines would definitely not dote on her alone.
Therefore, Wu Meiniang was very open-minded about this kind of thing.
Most importantly, at this moment, Wu Meiniang knew her own position.
She was merely Li Chengqian's maid. It was already her honor to be fortunate enough to receive Li Chengqian's love. How could she still dare to covet the position of Crown Princess?
Not to mention all of Li Chengqian's love!
Li Chengqian had already retracted his gaze from Xu Hui. These days, he had been spending time with Wu Meiniang day and night, and his horizons had also improved a lot.
It wasn't to the extent that he couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman.
It was just that one glance just now was enough to shock her!
The temperature of the tea was also much colder. Li Chengqian picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then, he tasted the pastries on the table.
"Mei Niang, this osmanthus cake is not as delicious as yours!”
Li Chengqian commented.
When she was in the palace, Wu Meiniang would personally make exquisite pastries for Li Chengqian.
It could be said that Li Chengqian's taste had also been spoiled by Wu Meiniang!
In terms of cooking, Wu Meiniang was not as creative as Li Chengqian.
However, in terms of pastries, Wu Mei Niang's craftsmanship was not inferior to the imperial kitchen.
Hearing Li Chengqian praise her craftsmanship, a happy smile immediately appeared on Wu Meiniang's face.
"If young master likes to eat, Mei Niang will make more pastries for young master when we return…"
The two of them chatted while eating pastries and drinking tea, not caring about Wei Zheng's feelings at all.
Due to the lack of seats, the three of them sat around a table.
As for Wei Zheng's servants, they were all waiting at the entrance of the teahouse.
Wei Zheng drank his tea gloomily and suddenly felt that the pastry in his mouth was not fragrant anymore…
At this moment, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from a private room not far away!
Everyone on the second floor subconsciously looked over, and they all had guesses in their hearts!
All the private rooms began to whisper.
"That seems to be Su Jingxuan's seat.”
" I think Su Jingxuan has finished his poem…"
"You are indeed one of the best scholars in Chang 'an. You have finished a masterpiece so quickly!”
"What's the use of being fast? This poetry competition was a competition of the standard of poetry!”
"You're right, but... With Su Jingxuan's talent, the poems he wrote would not be ordinary.”
"I think so too. It seems that the Qingcheng Academy is sure to win this time!”
......
On the other side, in Xu Hui's private room, the faces of several talented women instantly fell.
They were originally nervous, but when they heard that Su Jingxuan had finished his poem first, their minds suddenly collapsed...
"What should we do? Su Jingxuan has already finished his poem.”
" We have no chance to surpass Su Jingxuan…"
"We have let the dean down!”
"Su Jingxuan is worthy of being a great scholar. He can actually write a poem so quickly.”
"I admire him so much. Unfortunately, we're rivals now.”
"Sister Xu Hui, do you still have a way to surpass Su Jingxuan?”
......
The few talented women's eyes were all focused on Xu Hui.
Among all the talented women present, only Xu Hui's talent was recognized as the best.
Only Xu Hui was comparable to Su Jingxuan.
Xu Hui also felt immense pressure when she met the gazes of the talented women, but she did not show it on her face.
He pretended to be calm.
"I'll try my best…"
The tense atmosphere undoubtedly increased the difficulty of composing poems.
The theme of this poetry competition was selected by many talented scholars and talented women after they arrived at the venue.
This couldn't be faked, and it was impossible to prepare the poem in advance.
No one could create a poem for every term in a short period of time, and at the same time, maintain the standard.
That was why everyone was so surprised when Su Jingxuan wrote the poem!
Many of the Academy's scholars chose to give up on the spot, but many of them still persisted.
Li Chengqian completely ignored the surrounding discussions and continued drinking tea and chatting with Wu Meiniang.
Wei Zheng, who was sitting at the side, was interested in poetry. When a copy of the poem was handed to their table, Wei Zheng could not wait to reach out and read it.
The scholars who had seen this poem at the first few tables were immediately convinced and gave up on the competition.
Even Wei Zheng stroked his beard and praised after reading the poem on the note.
"Not bad!"
"There are really crouching tigers and hidden dragons among the students nowadays…"
"Young Master, do you want to take a look?"
Wei Zheng handed the note to Li Chengqian.
Seeing this, Li Chengqian took it and glanced at it. He did not feel anything and casually said.
"What's there to see? It's just an ordinary poem.”
After he finished speaking, he handed the note to the scholar at the next table.
However, Li Chengqian's casual voice was a little loud. Many of the scholars and talented women present heard his comments.
In an instant, everyone's gazes landed on Li Chengqian in unison.
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