The time is almost up! Sanfu's works have appeared on the stage, and what other people have written has been brushed down! The owners of the three poems all stood there arrogantly, accepting everyone's praise, listening to everyone's praise for not wanting money, and the three of them smiled and nodded to everyone, they all thought that this sentence, they would definitely be able to rely on such good poems, and then enter the eyes of the evening girl............

"Xia Gongzi is excellent in learning, why don't you plan to compose poetry this time???" One of the people who put the poem on the stage said aloud. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The crowd that was originally rendered instantly calmed down, and they all looked at the box on the second floor, waiting for Xia Yunduo's reply.

"Huh...... Xia Jiu came this time only to hear the reputation of Miss Wanqing, and he had no intention of participating in these struggles. Xia Yunduo said, this Yiwen friend, now, because of that person's words, she feels that this event is a little impure!

"Xia Gongzi, this won't be, right! I just saw that Xia Gongzi was very admiring to the pair, and I thought that Xia Gongzi must be a person who knew people with literary talents, but now it seems that it is just average! The man who placed another poem on the display table was also a vassal of his class, and he could only say that he looked cold......

Tanglin Luorong frowned.

Xia Yunduo smiled and was about to say something.

"Xiao Jiu'er, you originally wanted to save some face for them, since they are so disliked, why don't you slap them in the face if they wish!" Tanglin Luorong opened his mouth and said that he naturally believed that Xia Yunduo would definitely be able to write it. After all, Xia Yunduo's literary background, he saw it in his eyes, and he might be better than him, so he opened his mouth to speak.

"......" Xia Yunduo looked at Donglin Luorong, speechless, she still didn't know what the sixth brother thought, but she just wanted to see her own level!

Xia Yunduo pursed his lips, although it is really not necessary to copy the works of his ancestors, but ...... Thinking of composing his own poems, Xia Yunduo still vetoed!

"Since that's the case, Xia Jiu will be ugly!" Xia Yunduo said.

Ye Lan listened, the pen and paper continued to pounce, Xia Yunduo took the pen, thought about it, and then began to brush and write, Tanglin Luorong watched from the side, looking at Xia Yunduo's poems, Donglin Luorong felt sad in his heart. For a moment, there were many thoughts.

Xia Yunduo finished writing, stopped writing, Ye Lan took the paper, walked out, and suddenly came to the display table and hung up Xia Yunduo's poems.

Everyone was already looking forward to it, and when they saw Yelan appear, they all started to fight, looking at the poems of Xia Jiugongzi, who won the first place in the first game.

"Fifteen from the army, eighty years to return.

Daofeng villagers: Who is there in the family?

Looking at it from afar, it is the Jun family, and the pine and cypress mounds are tired.

The rabbit enters from the dog's sinus, and the pheasant flies from the beam.

The atrium is born in the valley, and Inoue is born in the valley.

Chung Gu holds for cooking, and picks sunflower for soup.

The soup is cooked for a while, I don't know who Yi'a is!

When I went out to look east, tears stained my clothes. ”

A relatively handsome boy read it out, he was one of the poems hanging on it, but he did not participate in forcing Xia Yunduo to write poems.

"Good poetry, good poetry......"

"Xia Gongzi is so talented............"

"Such a big ............"

“…………”

Everyone talked about it again, and they all began to express their opinions, saying words to compliment Xia Yunduo, but more people really thought that Xia Yunduo wrote very well.

"Xia Gongzi is talented, Wanqing has been taught!" The voice of the evening girl came out, and then the person slowly walked out, looked at the place where Xia Yunduo was, and said.

"Miss Wanqing is overrated!" Xia Yunduo said lightly, looking at the Wanqing girl who came out, she seemed to see gratitude and pain in her eyes, Xia Yunduo raised her eyebrows, it seems that this Wanqing girl is also a person with a story.

"I don't know what the third question of the evening girl is???" The man who said that Xia Yunduo was nothing more than this said that he saw Xia Yunduo and Miss Wanqing talking very happily there, he was very unhappy, and he was very jealous in his heart, so he asked, interrupting the conversation between Miss Wanqing and Xia Yunduo.

"The third question is to play a song about the war, and if it can move our girl, it will be the one who can have a long talk with her tonight." The little girl next to Miss Wanqing came over and said.

The girl looked at the little girl, and then walked back to the room, waiting for someone to play.

"Of course, because the first two questions can be answered, we girls will play a song for everyone to encourage everyone to actively participate in the third question........" Miss Wanqing had just walked into the room when the little girl outside spoke.

"Good ......"

When everyone heard this girl's words, they were a little unhappy, and they had a feeling of being teased, after all, they didn't listen to much of the songs related to the war, so they felt unhappy. However, when she heard the little girl's words, everything disappeared in an instant, and she looked expectantly in the direction of the evening girl's room.

Xia Yunduo and Donglin Luorong glanced at each other, and then the two of them looked like they were watching a good show.

After a while, there was a burst of music in Miss Wanqing's room, and everyone heard Miss Wanqing's singing for a while.

When Xia Yunduo heard it, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, this song touched Xia Yunduo's heartstrings.

This is a song about war, about a general who served the country and the people, killed the enemy abroad, was loyal to the country, and in the end he did not die on the battlefield, but was killed by his own comrades, and the general died, and his children were all killed! He was loyal to the king and served the country all his life, and he did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the end he died in the hands of his own people, how sad and sad........

Xia Yunduo listened to the song of the Wanqing girl, and a voice told herself that what this Wanqing sang was probably herself!! Xia Yunduo looked at Donglin Luorong, the two glanced at each other, and both saw the suspicion in each other's eyes, Xia Yunduo thought, maybe she must strive to meet this Wanqing girl tonight, by the way, to understand the story behind the Wanqing girl, Xia Yunduo felt that if she could, help her!!

"Good ......"

"The evening girl has a good singing voice........"

“.........”

There are many people cheering below, Xia Yunduo is depressed, obviously at this time, Miss Wanqing needs more comfort!!!!

Xia Yunduo's heart darkened, perhaps, what they fancied was the beauty of the evening girl!! This is probably the sorrow of the people in the Fengyue place!!! No matter how talented they are, they can't get rid of their identity as prostitutes, and even if they don't sell their bodies, they will inevitably be looked down upon.