Third place, Feng Qingyun.

Feng Qingyun Huo Ran got up, how could it be!

The entire Tianxiang Garden exploded, and Feng Qingyun, one of the two talented women in the Southern Desert, actually fell to the third, the third that no one cared about?

Feng Qingyun's brain was buzzing, and she couldn't hear the noise around her, it was impossible!

Mrs. Feng immediately calmed down and quietly pulled down her daughter; Feng Qingyun sat down dumbfounded

Her poems are frankly not badly written, almost putting the gossip and five elements into the avenue, and the pattern is quite large, among which the two sentences "Samadhi boat can cross the sea, and the gossip furnace practices sex heaven", the artistic conception is quite high.

Whispering below, a few bets on Feng Qingyun, their faces were difficult to look at. No one paid attention to the Taoist chief on the stage, because who cares if Feng Qingyun's poetic conception is high?

Everyone wants to quickly tear down the curtain of the second place and see who beat Feng Qingyun down?

The Wuji Dao Leader lived up to his expectations and unveiled the red curtain on the wooden frame of the second place.

second place, Qiao Ruolan.

Wow - not to mention that Qiao Ruolan also forgot to get up reservedly, almost two-thirds of the audience stood up, but one or two people were happy in private.

Yu Wanli whispered excitedly to Feng Roumin: "Mother, Cousin Qingyun and Qiao Ruolan have both fallen off the horse, do I still have a chance for Moyu to conquer the country?"

On the side, Mu Qingxue also had to work hard to bite the handkerchief to prevent herself from screaming with joy!

Qiao Ruolan, Feng Qingyun and Yu Wanli, her three most important opponents didn't get rouge drunk in the static project, so as long as she worked a little more on the dynamics, she would get the Moyu country by crushing everyone!

Mu Qingxue's eyes burst into excitement, it was the first time she was so close to success, she was so excited in her heart!

Qiao Ruolan's poems:

"Looking up at the true perfection of the great creation, looking down at the opportunity is forever extended; Transferring Lan Zhanlu to Huahua, Lu Yao began to realize Zhu Shengyuan.

Nothing is quiet, and if the water is humble and pious. Morality is dry and dry, and the heart is strong and open-minded. ”

Wuji Taoist praised and said: "This poem is magnificent, summarizing and condensing the true meaning of the Tao Te Ching in these fifty-six characters, looking up at all things in heaven and earth, looking down on the categories of the world, and mastering the realm of Lao Tzu's pure emptiness and self-control, inaction and all things; The last two sentences of morality are sung together, and the heart is strong and open-minded, and it is even more wonderful and exciting. ”

The emperor also stroked his hair and praised: "It is indeed a good poem." ”

Qiao Ruolan got up and waved at the emperor with a pale face, without a smile on her face: "Your Majesty Ruolan Xie appreciates." ”

This is the first time since she participated in the peony banquet that she has not been drunk with rouge.

She thought it was ridiculous, she never thought that not being able to get rouge and getting drunk would be even more embarrassing and humiliating than not getting Moyu to pour the country!

Who is it? Who is it? Who can write Sanxuan poems better than themselves?

Not to mention that almost everyone of Yu Wanli, Feng Qingyun and Qiao Ruolan was in shock, but they ignored that there was one person who had been sitting upright and did not speak; That person is the Empress Mo.

The queen let the venue be like an exploding pot, she quietly sipped tea and observed the reactions of these talented women.

A woman who is truly magnificent and talented is one who forgets her gains and losses and enjoys the moment, which is true enlightenment and true leisure.

She looked at a woman in the audience, she sat quietly in the seat, looked at the teacup in her hand, as if asking the palace maid next to her, what kind of tea she was drinking just now?

The seat of the prince and princess, King Qi Xuanyuan still looks comfortable and lazy on the surface, but he has a little expectation in his heart.

Wouldn't it? Could the little fairy girl win the championship? Could it be that the prophetic dream would also help to leak the question?

Liang Wang Xuanyuan An flew a thousand taels, his face and tone were not good, he wanted to know who made him lose his capital: "Wuji Dao Chief, can you announce the leader?" I could hear that the tone was a little gritted.

Everyone craned their necks, their eyes almost fixed on the wooden frame of the first place.

With a "boom", the red curtain fell—

First place, Situ Yuer.

"Impossible!" The person who screamed out was Feng Qingyun.

"Yun'er!" Mrs. Feng immediately pulled down Feng Qingyun and disagreed in her heart, and shouting it out was disrespectful to the Wuji Daoist and the two masters of Hanlin and Hanxing, and it was even more rude to the emperor and empress.

The audience is almost overturned! The vulgar and cowardly, timid and cowardly Xiangguo concubine, she defeated Qiao Ruolan and Feng Qingyun, the two talented women of the Southern Desert, and became the leader of the poems!

Even Yu Tuxiong, Feng Roumin, and Yu Wanli were stunned.

On the prince's seat, Luo Wang Xuanyuan was so happy that he shouted: "Picturesque, bring wine!"

Turning to look at the eldest princess, she asked, "Eldest sister has a drink with the fourth brother?"

The eldest princess smiled slightly, and asked Jinxiu to pour wine for her, which was indeed worth celebrating.

The prince looked at Yu Qinli with a pair of deep eyes, while King Qi Xuanyuan was watching the prince behind his back, and he didn't want the prince to have the idea of Yu Qinli again.

As for Yu Qinli, who was in the spotlight, she got up calmly, saluted to the Wuji Dao chief on the stage, and then sat down calmly, unmoved, unfazed, as if everything was taken for granted, and as if everything had nothing to do with her.

The queen's eyebrows were deeply locked at this time; No, a fourteen-year-old girl, no matter how calmly she is, spoiled and forgotten, it is impossible for the old monk to settle like this; Look at Wuji Dao is more than 100 years old, and her joy and anger are still visible, a girl who has not yet reached the end of her life.. ..

This is either innate, or contrived.

Yu Qinli, which one is you?

Of course, the queen could not have imagined that the fourteen-year-old Yu Qinli was neither born nor pretentious; She has the profound experience of the previous life, and only then can she have the grace and bearing of this life, which is called 100 refining into steel.

I saw Yu Qinli's poems:

"The sky is a dry body with a mystery, and the earth gathers nine numbers in the Kun Palace. The spring is out of the North Pole of Kanyi Ice, and the fire division is away from the emperor to the south. Follow Xun to be soft and smooth, and Nayue is just upright. The abyss thunder shocked the world, stretching like four mountains. ”

Wuji Taoist said: "The text of this work is simple, and the content of the I Ching Bagua, Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang, the Four Prescription Positions, and the number and five elements of the Hetu Luo Book are all embedded in the poem, accurately expounding the Eight Trigrams and Images, and the momentum is strong and strong. However, this is both an advantage and a disadvantage, if you want to find faults, it is that the text is sharp and exposed, which is not as steady as Miss Qiao. ”

"In that case, why did she get first?" King Liang raised his eyebrows, looking unconvinced.

The audience followed Xuanyuan An's questioning and chattered.

At this time, Ouyang Mo, a scholar of Hallym College, came to the stage and pointed to Yu Qinli's works: "You have read Miss Yu's poems for so long, and you haven't found anything?"

Ouyang Mo is known as the first bachelor in the Southern Desert, and as soon as he came to power, everyone fell silent, focusing their attention on Yu Qinli's poems and studying them.

The Eighth Emperor Xuanyuan Xuan even jumped on the stage, staring at the work, frowning, almost seeing through the work.

With the Eight Princes in front, many civil officials who had read poetry and books also went directly to the test platform and studied them carefully. This situation is the first time in the peony banquet.

Yu Qinli sighed that in the last life, she married Xuanyuan Qi, and Xuanyuan Qi did not let her attend every poetry meeting, she knew that it was because he felt that he was vulgar and unliterate and would embarrass him; So she worshiped Ouyang Mo in private and worked hard to learn poetry.

She's not smart, but she's hardworking; I can't imagine my good intentions, and today I am presented in front of Xuanyuan Enterprise in such a way.

She looked at Xuanyuan Qi, and it happened that he was also looking at her and the two of them met in sight, and the spark in an instant shocked both of them!

She hurriedly looked away, but Xuanyuan tried harder to get a peek into her heart.

What did Yu Qinli mean when she looked at her eyes just now? Those eyes were clear and deep, like a bottomless pool, but they were full of sadness and resentment; What did this prince do to be sorry for her? and make her sad and complaining?

Xuanyuan Yan looked at this scene, his eyes were as deep as ink, and his whole body faintly exuded coldness.

The condensed air was suddenly pierced by Xuanyuan Jing's loud voice: "This king knows!"

He was dressed in white clothes, jumped onto the test platform with light skills, and was as chic as a fairy.

Xuanyuan Jing exclaimed: "Come on, prepare a wooden frame of rice paper!

The item was quickly brought to the test table, and everyone looked up, wondering what the mystery of Yu Qinli's poem was.

Xuanyuan Jing is known for his intoxication with poetry, but everyone is more interested in his words.

King Luo's words are known as the South Desert, and I saw him rolling up his sleeves and holding a pen dipped in ink, and the pen waved on the snow-white rice paper.

"The four elephants stretched, and the thunder shook the wilderness. Gangfu is acceptable, and Rouzhi Xun is with you.

The Red Emperor left Sihuo, and Bingyikan came out of the spring. Jiugongkun gathers the ground, and uses the body for the sky.

Duan Zijing said: "Palindrome poem! Miss Qin'er wrote a palindrome poem! Remove the last two words of this poem and read it backwards, it is another five-character poem with two immortal rhymes!"

Xuanyuan's vigorous brushwork, coupled with the magnificent work of Yuqin pear, this work itself is priceless.

Thirty years later, this calligraphy was sold to the black market for auction, and the bid price was equal to one year's tax revenue in Nanmo.

As soon as Xuanyuan Jing spoke, everyone was silent for a long time, and when they finally saw the clue, they all took a deep breath and looked at Yu Qinli with a sudden realization, with a strange expression that was shocked in their hearts and didn't want to accept it but had to admire.

At this time, Chu Qianqian stood up and walked to Yu Qinli's side elegantly: "Miss Qin'er's Sanxuan work can be called the first in the Southern Desert, Qianqian admires it." ”

"Smack, smack, smack!" At this time, one person applauded, and everyone looked at it, and it was King Qi.

His sitting posture has always been idle and frivolous, but his eyebrows and eyes are not stingy to praise and praise; Many began to applaud, and their eyes went from disbelief to admiration; From this day on, Yuqin pear is no longer synonymous with vulgarity and unwritten.

"Father-in-law, copy this poem back, I have to study it carefully. ”

What a great honor it is for the emperor to copy poems! Many civil officials in the audience have already copied them.

The queen looked at Yu Qinli with a smile: "Miss Yu Er, come to the palace here to get your rouge drunk!"