Just after Jun Chemiao said that there was a lot of reward, an untimely voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at the voice in unison. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I saw a middle-aged man looking at Mo Jiuqing, and he didn't hide the mockery in his eyes at all.

Zisang looked at the middle-aged man's appearance and couldn't help but feel a little familiar.

"Wang Aiqing, do you have any objections, are you questioning me?" Jun Chemiao looked at Wang Shangshu and asked without anger.

And after Mo Jiuqing heard Jun Chemiao's name for that person, he guessed who had an opinion about him.

"Weichen doesn't dare, it's just that Weichen is a little curious, the county lord of Anhe has been stupid for more than ten years, why can he still make such a unique and insightful poem, isn't it that the county lord of Anhe accidentally spied on the master's master's masterpiece, so he fooled us like this?" Wang Shangshu looked at Mo Jiuqing with sharp eyes.

He also knew about Mo Jiuqing and his daughter, this Mo Jiuqing provoked and insulted his daughter in the Excerpt Courtyard, and also slapped him in the face of Shangshufu, how could he easily let go of this person who didn't know the height of the sky!

Mo Jiuqing listened to Wang Shangshu's words, glanced at Wang Shangshu, hooked his lips slightly and smiled: "According to Wang Shangshu's words, do you know where the poems of this county lord come from? In Wang Shangshu's eyes, it seems that it is very discriminatory against people with physical diseases?"

When Wang Shangshu heard Mo Jiuqing's words, he couldn't help frowning and said: "The county lord of Anhe should not put this big hat on Weichen, and Weichen has never seen any master who has such wonderful poems, but he is just a little curious why the county lord of Anhe can still make such poems in a blank time of ten years, I think everyone present will be curious, this is just human nature." ”

"In April, it is the time when the spring flowers on the flat land are gone, but the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just bloomed. I often feel sad that spring is gone, that it is nowhere to be found. At this time, after encountering the spring scene again, I was overjoyed, and then I woke up, and I didn't think that spring was coming here. That's the gist of the poem. What objection do I have to explain Wang Shangshu like this?" Mo Jiuqing tilted his head slightly, and slowly explained the meaning of the poem.

Such as the breezy tone with a bit of softness, with the unique cool of spring March, listening to such an explanation and such a beautiful tone, everyone present fell into such a scene, the scene of peach blossoms, Anyun Temple in the high mountains in such an environment, as if out of the world of tranquility and quiet.

Everything is like a wonderful scene outlined by the poet, but when Mo Jiuqing described it like this, he felt that such a wonderful scene that would only appear in the poem was a real existence, and he could encounter such a beautiful scenery by following the time of spring.

Until Mo Jiuqing finished explaining his poems, there were many people present, and they did not come back to their senses from the peerless beauty that Mo Jiuqing had compiled for them.

However, after listening to Mo Jiuqing's explanation, Wang Shangshu's face turned red with anger, he didn't expect that this Mo Jiuqing was so smart, he had made sufficient preparations in advance, and even rebelled against him!

It's really more than worth the loss!

Mo Jiuqing looked at Wang Shangshu's shy and angry appearance, and couldn't help but say loudly: "I don't know if Wang Shangshu heard a word?"

"What words?" When Wang Shangshu heard Mo Jiuqing's words, although he was angry, he still endured it and did not have a seizure, but his tone was a little impatient.

When they heard Mo Jiuqing's voice, most of them looked at Mo Jiuqing, waiting for what Mo Jiuqing would say next.

"My grandfather can only speak when he is five years old, but he became an emperor after the age of forty, and a teenager who laughed at him at the same age as him, but after the age of forty, he relied on the help of his juniors to support him, what does this mean, no matter how a person is in the first half of his life, whether his status is low, it doesn't matter how he lives, the important thing is that he works hard, and nothing can stop him from moving forward, you say that I am stupid for more than ten years, it is impossible to make these poems, I will do it for you, let you see if you are a fool who should not know anything, and deserve to be laughed at by the world, this may be the disaster of my fate, but I have survived this disaster, then nothing can stop me from moving forwardThirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty! Isn't Wang Shangshu the most understanding? Isn't that the one who lives on the help of his juniors is Wang Shangshu's father? The slender peach blossom eyes were filled with indelible stubbornness and tenacity, and they looked at Wang Shangshu for a moment, and there was a cold glow in his eyes.

At this moment, Mo Jiuqing, standing in this big banquet hall, looks very small, but she stands straight, like a tenacious and unyielding poplar on the Gobi Desert, no matter the wind and rain, she can't bend her body and bend her waist!

And Mo Jiuqing's words fell, and the banquet hall was as quiet as if a needle had fallen to the ground, and everyone could hear the sound.

No one thought that this seemingly thin and petite woman had such a powerful momentum that could not be ignored.

No one can refute such an opinion, because what she said is the truth, whether it is the admired Emperor Ye, or the county lord of Anhe, who has been standing here stupidly for more than ten years, they all use their practical actions to tell the world that thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young man to be poor at one time or another!

After saying this, Mo Jiuqing felt a few strong glances cast at him, either amazing, relieved or interested.

But no matter what, her words today can be regarded as a wake-up call to this Wang Shangshu, because next time, it will not be just a matter of talking...

Jun Yanchen, who was on the high seat, looked at Mo Jiuqing with his back to him, and only felt that not every woman in the world was so unpleasant to him, and the one in front of him didn't look much more pleasing to the eye.

A small and delicate one, she obviously looks very well-behaved, but if she touches her taboo, then she will not hesitate to stretch out her paws and scratch your face.

However, this little creature with sharp claws, he likes to keep it in captivity and smooth her sharp claws little by little.

At this time, Mo Jiuqing didn't know Jun Yanchen's perverted thoughts, she was just thinking about leaving this noisy place earlier, and today in order to get back this identity of the county lord of Anhe that belonged to her, she could be regarded as fighting, and she was watched for so long in this kind of place.

However, judging from the current situation, it is worth it to be treated as a monkey for a small sacrifice, and what is even more gratifying is Wang Ziqian's Shangshu father, who also went out without a brain, and made a perfect wedding dress for her.

"Hahaha... That's a good thing! It's a good thing to bully a poor young man! This sentence is good, it seems that some of my Aiqing should reflect on it, such a simple truth needs to be mentioned by the county lord of Anhe himself to understand, it's really embarrassing to say it!" Jun Chemiao couldn't help but be stunned after listening to Mo Jiuqing's words, but immediately said with appreciation.

He didn't expect that Mo Jiuqing would say such amazing words.

"The emperor is angry, and the ministers know their mistakes, and they shouldn't blindly take things out of context. As soon as Wang Shangshu heard Jun Chemiao's words, he immediately knelt down in fear and said.

Jun Chemiao looked at Wang Shangshu who was kneeling, and couldn't help frowning: "Doesn't Wang Shangshu still understand, don't you know who you should apologize to?"

When Wang Shangshu heard Jun Chemiao's words, his body was shocked, and finally he got up and turned around with difficulty and bowed to Mo Jiuqing: "Xiaguan has wronged the county lord of Anhe by taking it out of context this time, and I hope that the county lord of Anhe can forgive." ”

Mo Jiuqing could naturally see the unwillingness in Wang Shangshu's eyes, and the two stood relatively close, Mo Jiuqing also helped Wang Shangshu up and said: "Wang Shangshu is polite, the county lord is just a woman, and Wang Shangshu should not take it to heart if he says it." ”

After that, he let go of Wang Shangshu without a trace, but at the moment of letting go of Wang Shangshu, the fingers that were originally holding Wang Shangshu moved slightly, and no one could see the abnormality, which was a very natural movement.

Before Mo Jiuqing spoke, Wang Shangshu's body stiffened, and then he suddenly knelt on the ground, facing Mo Jiuqing.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuqing immediately staggered away, and couldn't help but panic a little and said: "Wang Shangshu doesn't have to make such a big gift, the county lord also knows that Wang Shangshu has no intention of making trouble, and this time I also forgive Wang Shangshu, Wang Shangshu should hurry up." ”

The people present only saw Mo Jiuqing helping Wang Shangshu who was hunched up, but they didn't care about Mo Jiuqing's small movements, only to see that after Wang Shangshu was helped up, he immediately knelt down again.

And Wang Shangshu, who knelt on the ground, was in a state of confusion, he was about to stand up just now, but his body suddenly went numb and knelt down uncontrollably, and when he realized what he had done, Mo Jiuqing's voice had already sounded in his ears.

When Mo Jiuqing helped himself up again, he found that so many pairs of eyes present were looking at his ugliness at the moment.

"Many... Thank you to the county lord of Anhe, my legs and feet were a little unfavorable just now, and I hope the county lord of Anhe will forgive me. Wang Shangshu endured and endured, and finally gritted his teeth and said.

And Zisang listened to Wang Shangshu's words, and his originally indifferent face actually evoked a shallow smile at this moment and said: "I see, the county lord still thinks that Wang Shangshu is ashamed to do this." ”

After that, Mo Jiuqing ignored Wang Shangshu's suddenly darkened face, turned to Jun Chemiao and saluted: "If the emperor doesn't dislike it, then the poem Jiuqing will be dedicated to the emperor, I hope the emperor will not think Jiuqing is talented." ”

When Jun Chemiao heard Mo Jiuqing's words, she said with appreciation in her eyes: "There are very few talented women as smart as you today, not to mention that you have experienced such ups and downs, and you are already a genius in my eyes, where would I dislike it." ”

After that, he also looked hard at the post that was still in Jun Yanchen's hand, even if Mo Jiuqing said this, presumably his little brother would not give the post to himself, but fortunately he had already written down the poem.

As soon as Mo Jiuqing heard Jun Chemiao's words, he just wanted to reply a few words shyly, but Jun Chemiao's non-angry and self-righteous voice suddenly sounded.

"Mo Jiuqing, the county lord of Anhe, takes the order!"