While there was a lot of discussion, Yun Xiaomo began to recite the second poem again: "There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone." I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. ”

Zheng Fuzi's face became even more exciting, and he applauded excitedly, "Good poem, good poem! It can be called a quatrain! It will surely be passed down through the ages in the future!"

Nangong Ying and the other four children lined up in a row, and their small mouths opened into a woo shape, which was very surprised.

They had never heard of these poems, nor had they seen them in books, and although they did not understand the meaning of the poems very well, it must have been excellent to hear the master applaud him repeatedly. They had been following the Master for so long, and they had never seen the Master lose his temper so much, and listening to his soft children's voice was really beautiful and pleasant.

Nangong Ying's eyes directly turned into two red hearts, and Fang Cai's displeasure had long been left behind.

How he reads poetry......

It's so stylish!

Dongfang Yunxiang smiled gently from beginning to end, he always knew that Xiaomo was an extraordinary child and had a lot of confidence in him. After hearing these quatrains, his clear eyes were also slightly surprised.

Nangong Yi frowned, but his attention was always focused on Yunxi's body, his son was so good, so how bad could his mother's talent be? Could it be that he had seen it wrong before, she had been hiding her talent all along?

It's a pity that Yunxi's expression has always been calm, and there are no waves at all, Nangong Yi can't see any clues, and can't help but be a little disappointed.

Prince Nangong Xi was greatly surprised, forgot to put down the teacup in his hand, and kept holding it until the tea in the cup flowed down the rim of the cup, and he woke up.

Could this kid be a genius? His brow furrowed deeply, and his heart was sullen, unable to lift a trace of pleasure.

Compared with the two depressed brothers of the Nangong family, Long Qianchen and Bai Chumu, the two living treasures, were full of excitement, and they almost held up the sign behind them, dancing to cheer for Xiaomo.

"And the third one?" Zheng Fuzi couldn't wait to urge while memorizing the poem in his heart, his face was full of red light, and his excitement was fully revealed.

"Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the saugers put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. Yun Xiaomo finished reading the entire three poems without hurry, with a calm face, no pride, no joy, as if he was doing something ordinary.

Xiao Baiwo shook his head in his arms, winking mischievously at Nangong Ying and other children, very proud.

Do you see? How good my little ink reciting poems is! Can you?

After blind worship, Nangong Sakura soon discovered Xiaobai's cunzài, and she was amazed! Seeing it shaking its head and blinking at herself, a childlike heart sprouted irrepressibly.

"What's its name, is it your pet?"

Nangong Sakura approached, her eyes wide with curiosity, and she reached out to touch Xiaobai.

Xiaobai shook her head draggedly, not letting her touch it, and her little nose spewed white air.

Hmph, the people who bully Xiao Momo are all bad people!

Nangong Ying pouted aggrievedly: "I want to play with it! Let me touch it, is it okay?"

Yun Xiaomo hesitated, leaned close to Xiaobai's ear and whispered: "Xiaobai, let her touch it, she won't hurt you." ”

Okay! Xiaobai rolled his eyes helplessly, he really didn't like to be touched by a little girl, but who let it be Xiao Momo's request?

Nangong Sakura felt a burst of joy in her heart, and cautiously reached out to touch it again. This time, Xiaobai didn't dodge and let her touch it. Nangong Sakura was overjoyed, and her two eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

"It's so cute! I love it!"

She suddenly raised her head again and said to Yun Xiaomo, "You can recite poems, and let me touch Xiaobai, I like you too!"

Yun Xiaomo scratched his head, he was a little embarrassed to be confessed for the first time.

The corners of Yunxi's mouth twitched, and he silently thought in his heart: Son, you have to hold on, such a strong little daughter-in-law, let's not ask for it.

What's going on? The little county lord, who was still mad at the beginning, confessed to someone after only such a short period of effort?

In the face of such a subversive scene, everyone sighed, and they were all incomprehensible children!

Master Zheng was still excited, ran over and took Xiaomo's hand, and said, "Xiaomo, come to Master's Academy, Master will definitely teach him all his knowledge!" Looking at his excited expression, if Yun Xiaomo didn't agree, he would kneel.

Yun Xiaomo's inquiring gaze drifted to Yunxi, when he was dealing with the competition just now, he tried his best to make his own decisions, but now apprenticeship is a big deal, and he must ask his mother's opinion clearly.

Yunxi bowed shallowly at him, and it was considered to agree.

Although I don't like this Master Zheng very much in my heart, Master Zheng has a certain influence in the entire Nanxi Kingdom and even the imperial court, and his son worships him as a master, so no one will use words like wild seeds and illegitimate children to humiliate him in the future, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, right?

Even though she can take strong measures to curb these rumors, there are too many people in the world, and she can't do everything because she can't defend the people more than she can defend Sichuan. The son worships Master Zheng as his teacher, and he will be able to get the protection of Master Zheng in the future, and he can also increase his knowledge, which is also a good thing to have the best of both worlds.

Yun Xiaomo saw that his mother nodded, so he also nodded at Master Zheng, Master Zheng was overjoyed, almost dancing, where is there still the stubborn appearance of the old antiques before?

The dark eyes deepened one layer, rippling layer by layer, and the gaze of the man in ink continued to drift, following Xiao Mo's inquiring line of sight, and his gaze quickly locked on the body of a woman in white on the side of the main seat.

There are a lot of women downstairs, Yan Fat Ring is thin, and she has everything. Yet she is in the midst of it, a world of her own, alien to the people around her.

His ink-black eyes flashed with a ray of light, the woman's clothes were very ordinary, there was no gorgeous decoration, and there was no delicate ring, but the indifferent and arrogant look brought people a shock.

She is hidden in the nobility, but there is no one with such true grace and nobility as her, she is like a wooden lotus flower that breaks through the cold and blooms bravely for the arrival of spring, shining brighter and brighter in the sunny day than in the dark night.

He had never met such a woman!

"Could it be her?" frowning slightly, he tried to remember that the night the room was too dark for him to see the other person's face, only remembering that by a faint ray of moonlight, he saw a crescent mark on her chest.

Could it be her?

His eyes were once again cast on the woman in white, the black in his eyes was churning, whether she was or not, such a woman was really difficult to look away......

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Thanks to a diamond from Cecilelam!

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