Chapter 401: Seven steps into a poem

After she finished chanting this poem, she raised her head to look at Princess Xiang Baoyin, she was still a little ignorant, and she couldn't recover for a long while.
On the other side, some officials sighed lightly.
She chanted a pagoda poem.
Because it was directly translated from the lyrics of Princess Baoyin, only the rhetoric was gorgeous, and the poetry was not deep, but it was not easy to come up with it in such a short time.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Feng's mouth.
Ajislan also looked at Nan Yan with a little surprise, and was silent for a while before patted his hands gently: "Okay, it's the Shangbao female officer."
Nan Yan nodded gently.
Ajislan said again: "However, then, I will ask the female officer to respond."
"..."
"How do you return the gift?"
Nan Yan said: "Just now, the servant girl answered the princess's song with poems, so why don't you return the poem in return."
"Yes, what about the princess's sword dance?"
"..."
Nan Yan thought for a while, and then said: "Your country advocates riding and shooting. How about I return a gift with an arrow?"
Just as Ajislan was about to nod his head, someone next to him said, "But here, there is nowhere to shoot."
Everyone noticed that the Nuan Pavilion is indeed not enough for archery.
At this time, a gentle voice said: "Well, let's use a pot instead of archery."
Everyone turned their heads to see, Jian Ruocheng who had been standing behind the crowd silently, Nan Yan nodded slightly when he saw him.
He also nodded.
After hearing this, Ajislan thought about it, and said, "That's fine. I heard that pitching pots is an ancient etiquette in your country, and we can also open our eyes."
Hearing what he said, Xu Miaoyin immediately asked him to place a jug in the center of the warm pavilion.
Ying Shao delivered a few arrows to Nan Yan's hands.
At this moment, Princess Baoyin glanced at the hip flask, with a little coldness in her eyes, and said, "This is too simple, it can be done without any effort."
"..."
"You guys, is this count as and slippery?"
"..."
Everyone suddenly became speechless.
Nan Yan thought for a while, smiled and said, "What does the princess want?"
Princess Baoyin walked up to her, looked her up and down a few times, and said with a sneer: "It doesn't look like you are strong, and I don't make it difficult for you. I heard that people in your country can make poems in seven steps. Please return the gift within seven steps."
Nan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.
The people around were also a little shocked.
It’s already difficult to write a poem within seven steps. Adding to the pot, although it doesn’t take much effort, it requires aiming, which is very exhausting.
Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "Yes."
Some people on the side sighed.
This is almost impossible.
Princess Baoyin was also a little surprised, but she didn't expect that she would really agree, but her courage alone made her admire.
She thought for a while and said: "Okay, this princess doesn't make it difficult for you. You start to cast the pot after seven steps. With every chant, this princess can make you move forward."
"..."
This time, Nan Yan was also a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, this princess was also very fair, and did not commit or embarrass her.
She nodded: "Thank you princess."
So he turned around and took seven steps back.
Although there are only seven steps, it is a narrow neck and narrow mouth flask, which is not so easy to cast. Before, at Jian's house, every day, her accuracy was not good enough.
But today—it's no longer a joke.
Nan Yan took a deep breath and took an arrow in his hand, facing the narrow mouth of the pot in front.