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Although he had not sold this book in the bookstore before, Xiaoli had memorized it familiar, and pretty much remembered all of the poems inside it.

Xiaoli could easily recall a few of Gui Hua's poems.

Some people in the crowd were already laughing.

The empress frowned.

It was clear that this child had been pestering them and delayed their original poetry meet. The Queen wanted to quickly end this interlude, so after looking at Rong Ling who was just watching coldly from the side, he said to Liu Xiaoli: "Read it again."

Liu Xiaoli did not let him off, "I'm asking, if you recite it, are there any flowers?"

The empress endured her temper, a frown on her face.

The Crown Prince was the one to smooth things over, "Yes, as long as you recite it."

But in the end, they were still children of. No matter what poem they wrote, they would support her a little.

Everyone present was watching the show, except Liu Wei, who was secretly gritting his teeth.

What kind of poem did his son Liu Xiaoli know?

He had no talent in literature, he only knew how to recite poems!

This child was only a few months old, yet he already had a huge interest in mother's autopsy tools and the herbs at home, so when he could speak, Liu Wei would ask him, "Do you want to learn medicine?" Xiaoli said yes!

Liu Wei had already started teaching her son about medicine, but learning medicine required his to have a good memory. Usually, Liu Wei did not have the time to teach her child one word at a time, so he simply let Xiaoli memorize all the poems. At that time, she just casually recited a dozen of Tang poems for Xiaoli to recite.

Afterwards, the Three Character Classic and Tang Shi's three hundred words became Xiaoli's dictionary.

These two books were also the ones Xiaoli knew the best.

So for Xiaoli to be able to recite a poem now, Liu Wei was not surprised at all. She was just curious, which poem would Xiaoli recite?

Just as everyone was planning to watch a show, Liu Xiaoli's mind spun.

He read:

There is the name of Dan-Gui,

Four o'clock.

Leaves verdant.

The wind was as clear as water.

The branches were as cold as jade.

Exclusive Little Mountain You,

No birds can sleep.

… ….

When Liu Xiaoli finished, the entire audience was stunned silent.

Liu Wei slowly facepalmed. This was one of the sections of Bai Juyi's《 There are Trees》. Bai Juyi's《 There are Trees》 had a total of eight types of flowers, and Danzhi was one of the last.

Looking at the dumbstruck expressions of the people around him, Liu Wei sighed. He almost had a headache.

Rong Ling originally only had the mindset of watching Xiaoli play, but when Xiaoli recited the poem, he unconsciously sat up straighter.

Can a child write poetry? It was possible. After all, there was no lack of geniuses in this world. However, to be able to produce such an extraordinary poem that had a unique rhyme and phrase, even surpassing many of the great scholars of this world, was not too realistic.

Rong Ling was very clear about Xiaoli's personality.

Other than being especially enthusiastic about the autopsy and the herbs, he could not even read all the books. That was something that Xiaoli wrote silently after reading it, and it took him ten days to read only half of the first page. Xiaoli did not seem to like books other than the medical books and the Ghost Fox Ghost Record.

Even if Rong Ling forced him, he wouldn't be able to read a few words, but this beautiful sentence that had an extremely good taste was something that only an expert could say.

How could Xiaoli pronounce such a poem? Furthermore, Rong Ling was sure that she had never heard of this poem before. Furthermore, it was not the work of some scholar from the previous dynasty, it was indeed a new poem, the first time it had appeared in the world.

Rong Ling's eyes unconsciously turned to look at Liu Wei who was not far away, only to see that Liu Wei's face was also filled with annoyance, she pressed between her brows and closed her eyes.

Was it made by Liu Wei?

Liu Wei had written this poem before, but was Xiaoli able to hear it?

Thinking about how many surprises the woman had given him, Rong Ling was actually not surprised at all. Yeah, if Liu Wei knew how to do it, then there was nothing strange about it.

Rong Ling occasionally thought that Liu Wei was just like someone from another world, suddenly descending from the sky with a mysterious aura around him. There were too many things about her that she had never heard of or heard of before, including her incongruous methods of autopsy, his ingenious ways of opening the brain, and so many other things he had never heard of or heard of.

Including the poem Xiaoli read out now.

Rong Ling slowly withdrew his gaze and fixed his gaze on the wine cup on the table. Today, he had not drunk much, and only drank half a mouthful from the crown prince's distant respect. But now, he really wanted to drink a few more cups, in order to calm her beating heart.

Liu Xiaoli finished reciting, only to see many pairs of eyes staring at him, but not saying a word.

Xiaoli blinked as she looked at the Empress, before opening his hands, "My flower."

Only then did the empress recover from her daze and move her fingers stiffly. Her eyes then shifted to the crown prince by her side.

The Crown Prince was stunned. Was this poem really made by this child?

The Crown Prince didn't believe him.

Not only did the crown prince not believe it, everyone present did not believe it. Countless gazes turned towards Rong Ling, all of them thinking that Rong was truly a spoiled child, to even protect and care for a child in such a lively situation. However, everyone was shocked, they had always said that Second Prince was the best in martial arts, but they had never heard that Second Prince Rong was still capable of martial arts.

The people around him started to discuss, Li Jun also stopped smiling to watch the commotion, he tilted his head and whispered into Seventh Prince's ears: "This General Rong has hidden it even more deeply than we thought, looking at the Crown Prince's current state, it seems like she did not expect it."

Seventh Prince's face turned slightly cold, his eyes looked as though they were frozen solid as they shot towards Rong Ling.

Rong Su's martial arts was not good, this was because he had already missed the best age to learn martial arts when he was young. No matter how she tried, she could not learn God's marrows, but his language was good, her mind was clear, her intellect was sharp, and her poems were flawless. He had always thought that she and the crown prince were the true opponents of the entire imperial court.

He hadn't thought that this child's joke would give him a lot of vigilance.

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