Mei Yu was even more completely shocked when she heard the scholar read the poem, and there was disbelief in her eyes that were trying to open their eyes. His eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Murong Xue again, and the consternation in his eyes became even more obvious.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, Murong Xue was able to write such a poem? She is a talented woman, how can she lose to Murong Xue, a medicine jar?

It's just that even if she doesn't want to admit it, she still can't change this fact, and the poems written by Murong Xue are indeed much better than hers.

"Now, the poems of the two young ladies have been written, everyone present, make an evaluation." Seeing everyone's stunned expressions, the corners of his lips slowly pulled out a chuckle again and said.

"Shengshang, although Miss Mei's poems are indeed extraordinary, Miss Muda's poems are obviously superior." Hubu Shangshu is also a lover of literature, and when he heard the evaluation, he immediately stood up and said again and again, and his eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at Murong Xue.

The scholar was not happy when he heard it, he felt that Miss Mu was thousands of times better than Miss Mei, and he immediately stepped forward and said, "Do you still need to comment on this?" Obviously, Miss Muda's poems are slightly better in every aspect, and it is obvious that this is obvious to everyone, and this first talented woman is afraid that she is about to change hands. ”

"Miss Mu is so young, but she has such talent, it is indeed amazing." The other ministers also echoed it

Murong Xue saw that she was sought after by so many people, but she felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was not written by himself, but borrowed from the ancient Su Shi.

"Now, all the ministers unanimously agree that Miss Mu's poetry is superior, and that is Miss Mu's victory." After hearing everyone's comments, the scholars finally made up their minds with a little joy.

Then he turned to Murong Xue and laughed softly, "Congratulations to Miss Mu, she is young, her writing is very good, and she is very admirable." ”

"Thank you, Scholar." Murong Xue was slightly shocked when she heard that the scholar actually called himself a "contemptible person", "contemptible person" is also equivalent to "me", in the feudal monarchy system with strict hierarchical barriers, it can be imagined how much respect this is! Besides, she's still a junior.

Murong Xue respectfully made a big salute to the scholar, for the respect given by others, Murong Xue generally would not be stingy to return the respect given by others, but she didn't expect that this would be the end, in this way, even if she won, seeing Mei Yu's increasingly gloomy face. I couldn't help but sneer secretly in my heart, now, is she finally proud? Let you die, come to provoke me, the consequences must be borne by yourself, what if you are talented? Can it be compared with Su Shi, a great genius thousands of years ago?

And Rong Yun and An Bo, who had never made a sound from the beginning, obviously didn't expect such a result when they saw it, because Mei Yu, the first talented woman, they were also familiar with it, and the result at this time was unexpected, and both of them were slightly stunned.

"I can't imagine that the women of Yuze Country are not inferior to men, and this palace is very ashamed and admired!" An Bo's cold eyes looked at Murong Xue fixedly, and said with a little appreciation.

"Hehe... Prince An has won the prize. Xiahoudun's fat face replied with a slight smile.

"Huh...... I don't know whose daughter this is? An Bo suddenly turned around and asked about Murong Xue.

As soon as Xiahou Mobing heard An Bo ask about Murong Xue, his casual expression stiffened, and his body straightened up, alas, he knew that the better his Xue'er was, the more competitors he had, although those people were not his opponents, but he was still very troubled.

At this time, Murong Zhong had already gotten up when he heard An Bo's question, and moved forward slightly, with a proud face, "Prince Qi, this daughter is my eldest daughter." ”

"Not bad, not bad." An Bo pinched the wine glass and lowered his eyebrows, so that people couldn't see his expression, I don't know if he said that he was a good person or that the daughter of the Murong family was good.

And Rong Yun here looked at Murong Xue in a daze, but his thoughts had already drifted away. If Yue'er hadn't left, she would be as old as Miss Mu now!! It's been six years, and she said her heartless words in a fit of anger, but now she regrets it, and this child is also like her mother, stubborn. This is six years, and in the past six years, there has been no news, and I don't know how she is doing!

Off topic: Qiqi couldn't help but update another chapter, although the relatives are always not strong. But Qiqi still doesn't understand the love as always...