"Sister Shu, if you don't write again, the incense will be burned!"

Shu Moci suddenly came back to her senses and smiled at Xue Jingyun, today's occasion is not suitable for her usual style, and she has no intention of competing with the lord of Pinglin County, but the song "Peach Blossom Xing" full of resentment is more suitable.

The east wind outside the peach blossom curtain is soft, and the morning makeup inside the peach blossom curtain is lazy. The peach blossom curtain outside the curtain is inside, and the people are not far from the peach blossoms. Dongfeng deliberately unveils the curtain, and the flowers want to peep at the curtain. The peach blossom curtain is still open, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the peach blossoms. Flowers relieve pity and flowers are also worried, and the news of the curtain blows through. The wind penetrates the curtain and the flowers are full of flowers, and the spring in front of the court is full of sadness. The door of the moss courtyard is empty, and the slanting sun railing is self-contained. The people on the fence cried to the east wind, and the peach blossoms stood in the skirt. The peach blossoms and peach leaves are chaotic, and the flowers are new and the red leaves are green. The fog is wrapped in smoke and seals 10,000 plants, and the walls of the baking building are red and blurred. The heavenly machine burned through the mandarin duck brocade, and the spring was ready to wake up and move the mountain pillow. The maid came into the golden basin, and the fragrant spring shadow dipped in rouge and cold! Rouge is bright and similar, the color of flowers, and the tears of people. If people's tears are compared to peach blossoms, tears will grow and flow from flowers. Tears are easy to dry, tears are dry, and spring flowers are haggard. The haggard flowers cover the haggard people, and the flowers fly and the people are tired and easy to dusk. A sound of Du Yuchun is gone, and the lonely curtain is empty and the moon is scarred!

Shu Mo resigned overnight, and he didn't want to see more, so he ordered Yingluo to be sent to the maid who was responsible for copying on the side, and after a while, the county lord of Pinglin also wrote it, and everyone waited quietly for the maid to copy it and give it to Wen Shuliu, which became active, Xue Jingyun Yin Yin held the refreshment, "Hungry, right?" Grab a bite to eat."

Shu Mo took a piece of plum blossom cake and put it in his mouth with his sleeves, he was really hungry after half a day's work.

Wen Shuliu held the two manuscripts of the poems, and the more he looked at them, the deeper his brows wrinkled. Meng Xuanying couldn't wait for him to finish reading it, so he leaned over to look at it, and after only reading a few lines, he stopped reading it, and no matter how talented the daughter of the boudoir was, she was limited. He was not interested in such self-inflicted self-pitying words.

Wen Shuliu rubbed his temples and handed the poem manuscript to You Yunzhi, these two manuscripts are actually very easy to distinguish, Pinglin County is the main writer of peony, and his poems are as follows: Peony Fang, Peony Fang. The golden stamen blooms in the red jade room. Thousands of pieces of red Yingxia are rotten, and hundreds of branches are lit up brilliantly. According to the ground, the splendid section is opened, and the wind does not form an orchid musk sac. The fairy tree is white and colorless. The queen mother's peach blossoms are small and not fragrant. The dew is light and purple, and the morning sun shines red. The shades of red and purple are low. Yingye is amorous and shy face, and the bush is weak and drunk. ”

Praise the national color of the peony throughout the article. It's royal. Without losing the tenderness of the youngest daughter, and the other one is almost the impression of Shu Moci in the eyes of the world, You Yunzhi read it carefully, and handed over the poem to the nobles present for circulation.

None of the people present were stupid, they all guessed whose poem it was, and they did not hesitate to praise them, but they refused to make a decision, and looked at Wen Shuliu one after another. "Both of these poems are so well written that we don't dare to judge. I also ask Thirteen Lang to make a notarization with the prince and the second master of You."

Wen Shuliu remembered that Shu Moci sang in King Jing's mansion at that time, "I can't swallow the jade grains and choke on my throat, and I can't see the thin ...... described in the diamond glass", Qu Shaozheng was anxious and restless, that was the second time he saw her, and he only regarded her as a slightly talented family girl, he didn't feel much after listening to it, and there were some strange Qu Shaozheng's reactions, and now it was almost a repetition of the old things, and he deeply realized that Qu Shaozheng was worried and irritable but didn't know what to do-

Wen Shuliu looked at Shu Moci, who was as indifferent as usual, and unconsciously rubbed his forehead, "These two poems have their own merits, in terms of ideas, "Peony Fang" is superior, in terms of beautiful and chic words, "Peach Blossom Xing" is slightly better, it is better to judge it as a draw, Shizi, how about Feng Chu?" ”

You Yunzhi nodded and smiled, "I don't know what kind of color head the pillow stone has prepared for Miss Shu, if the preparation is not good, Miss Shu is not satisfied, and she will have to punish herself with three cups."

Wen Shuliu laughed, "What else do I have to prepare for her, in a few months, my Wen Zhushi will even have her net worth, does she dare not be satisfied?" ”

Except for Grandma Wen Si, all of them were girls who had not left the cabinet, and when they heard such unscrupulous words, they all blushed, and winning or losing were forgotten in the back of their minds.

Shu Moci thought that he would definitely withdraw from his family, but he didn't want him to say this, so he looked at him in surprise, and his long and narrow eyes were clamped, full of a narrow smile.

Shu Moci's heart jumped, and his face burned, sure enough, let this person be reliable, it is definitely a myth, a myth!

"Sister Wanyang, I just said it, you can help me take revenge! I don't believe she can be more powerful than Sister Wanyang! ”

The voice of the county lord of Pinglin suddenly sounded, and almost everyone subconsciously looked at Meng Xuanwan, although Meng Xuanwan quickly lowered her head, but she still saw the strong unwillingness and resentment on her face, and Meng Xuanwan's face sank suddenly.

Xu Bingru, the daughter of the head of the Hanlin Academy, was friendly with Meng Xuanwan, and she also saw two points of her thoughts, but she was not sure, now that she saw this situation, she didn't understand, and hurriedly said, "It's all sisters who are boring to relieve boredom, and what revenge can be shared, the hour is not early, I'm a little hungry, Sister Wen doesn't plan to starve us, right?" ”

Wen Congwei also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, although she didn't understand what was going on, she still said, "Sister Xu will be naughty, could it be that you have been hungry in my Wen Mansion?" Come on, set the meal, the prince, the second master of You, and the thirteenth brother, I will not keep you."

The county lord of Pinglin said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I'm also hungry, it's okay, let's eat first, and after eating, Sister Wanyang will compare with Miss Shu, Wen Shisan, you are not allowed to be partial, and come to judge us."

Xu Bingru hurriedly said, "Let's not disturb the thirteenth son."

The county lord of Pinglin was about to say more, but Shu Moci said lightly, "What Miss Xu said is right, there is nothing to compare with, but it disturbs the business of the thirteenth brother."

Does this mean that he simply does not have the ability to compete with her? Meng Xuanwan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like a quenched blade, cold and piercing, Shu Moqi instinctively wanted to bow his head to avoid such a hostile gaze, and suddenly woke up, his eyes were always half-drooping, and he paused word by word, "What does the county lord think?" ”

Now the fool also knows that something is wrong between these two people, and the reason, who is really a fool?

"The lord of this county doesn't know when the daughter of a Hou Mansion can be so arrogant and provoke the royal family."

Shu Moci's eyes widened and he wanted to cry, "Provoking the royal family? What is the county lord talking about? The little girl doesn't dare! ”

Shu Moci was about to kneel down towards Meng Xuanying as he spoke, "The prince forgives the sin, the little girl really doesn't have it, please see it!" ”

She Meng Xuanwan has repeatedly harmed her three times, and she still wants to have a flawless reputation with a clean breeze on her sleeves? From today on, as long as she has a little problem, the first person everyone suspects will be her Meng Xuanwan!

Meng Xuanying took two steps forward to help Shu Moqi not let her kneel, and glared at Meng Xuanwan fiercely, "Wanyang, what kind of royal majesty are you using to scare people?" I don't think I have to compare, just your demeanor and bearing have been compared to Sister Shu! ”

Meng Xuanying angrily brushed her sleeves away, and You Yunzhi coughed, "Fifteenth sister, why don't you take Miss Shu to clean your face?" ”

Wen Congwei, who was stupid, took Shu Moci's arm and fled, Wanyang her, what happened?

Grandma Wen Si hurriedly said, "The green plums in the Wen Mansion are blooming, my sisters will go with me to take a look?" ”

The women nodded again and again, Xu Bingru held the stiff Meng Xuanwan to keep up with everyone's footsteps, and immediately a big girl prepared a soft sedan chair for the women, Xu Bingru watched Meng Xuanwan get on the soft sedan chair and breathed a sigh of relief, Wanyang was also dizzy today, as soon as those words were said, the reason became unreasonable.

The county lord of Pinglin was a few steps behind, looked at Wen Shuliu, who had rarely seen a smile, smiled meaningfully, and helped the maid into the sedan chair.

You Yunzhi frowned, "What does the county lord of Pinglin want to do?" ”

"Who knows? That girl has been weird since she was a child," Wen Shuliu sighed, "Wanyang is just afraid that she won't stop, it's better to marry as soon as possible." (To be continued......)