"There is no beauty in the autumn, and it is a beautiful woman to the eye. The country and the city are amazed by the people of the world".

Although there is no word to specifically describe the beauty of the beauty, the whole article is an undisguised admiration for the beauty, which is almost a worship of the amazement, far more passionate than the sentence "light eyebrows like autumn water", just two crosses, every word is the poet's heart burning with surging passion.

In his previous life, although countless people whispered in Shu Moci's ear how Wen Shuliu loved Shu Yuehan, Shu Moci didn't believe it, that man like flowing water and like a breeze, how could a secular woman be dragged down? Taking a step back, if he really loves Shu Yuehan, how could he leave the capital less than a year after he got married and before the child was born, and he didn't hear the news of his return to Beijing until Shu Mo died?

In the past, what Shu Yuehan said and what she believed, but after being reborn, there were many loopholes, so when she thought of the sentence "light eyebrows are like autumn water", she would not put it on Shu Yuehan again, and in the same way, she would not narcissistically think that Wen Shuliu's "Alluring the country and the city, shocking the world" was talking about herself, but she was surprised that the whole article was the same as her previous life, why did it suddenly change here.

However, she was also surprised, after all, she lived a life, and there were more than one or two changes, and she turned to the next page after silently remembering it.

Wen Shuliu was also holding his "Yunshen Sanpin" and watching, but the corner of his eye glanced at Shu Moci from time to time, seeing her suddenly frowning, she was overjoyed, sure enough, Sister Shu was such a smart person who found out at a glance, right?

But after a while, he found that Shu Moci only frowned and turned to the next page, not to mention joy and excitement. Not even a shy expression!

What went wrong? Wen Shuliu was entangled, he had never imagined that there was such a person in this world before, just a simple expression. Even a blank face can control his joy and anger!

You Yunzhi also read "Yunshen Sanpin", almost at first glance he concluded that this poem was written by Shu Moci, and he has seen a lot of beauties over the years, pure, charming, soft, dignified, and lively......

In terms of complexion, none of them can match Shu Moci, let alone the indescribable charm on her body, he doesn't know what Mrs. Wenchanghou, who was famous in the capital back then, looked like. But he is sure that with Shu Moci's complexion and charm, he will move the capital. It is not even difficult to show up, and it is definitely worthy of the sentence "captivating the country and the city, and shocking the world".

Similar to Wen Shuliu, he was also paying attention to Shu Moci's reaction to seeing the poem. I didn't expect it to pass so plainly. Looking at her appearance, it seems that she dislikes Wen Shuliu's poem is not good, where is the reaction of half of the daughter's family to see her fiancé praise herself so boldly?

This girl always made him incomprehensible again and again, You Yunzhi frowned, and looked at Wen Shuliu, who was eager to beat his chest, is there something wrong with this family business?

Shu Moci didn't realize that he was blind to Wen Shuliu's painstaking efforts to arrange such a competition, and after reading it again, he closed the book and lowered his eyes to recite silently.

After the thumb-thick timer incense was burned, the maid gently struck the small gong. "The hour is up".

The county lord of Pinglin said, "You carry it first."

Such rote memorization. The more time passes, the more he forgets, Shu Moci shook his head and smiled, "The county lord doesn't need to be humble, let's just guess."

The county lord of Pinglin didn't say much, Wen Congwei took out the chip box, and the two of them each guessed one, but it was the lord of Pinglin County.

"Yunshen Sanpin" has about 3,000 words, and within the time of a stick of incense, people with good memory can remember about two-thirds.

Wen Shuliu listened casually, and said leisurely at the last word she fell, "Wrong five words, missing three sentences."

All the women were envious and congratulated, and they were also watching, but they could only remember half of it at most, and they couldn't imagine that the county lord of Pinglin could remember it so well.

"Sister Shu, please".

Shu Moci memorized word by word, her voice quality was cold, her pronunciation was clear and soothing, not impatient or impatient, listening to it in the ears of people naturally had a feeling of elegance and nobility, and the whole article was memorized without a word being missed.

Wen Shuliu was stunned for a moment, and then slowly applauded and said in admiration, "Sister Shu is talented!" ”

Shu Moci smiled, "If you remember more, you will naturally remember it quickly, and the thirteenth brother has a good reputation."

You Yunzhi also glanced at her in surprise, to remember this article in a stick of incense, he could do it if he asked himself, but it was difficult to be so easy for her to be so easy, I didn't expect that there were such smart people among the women in the boudoir.

However, Meng Xuanying was not surprised at all, and joked with a smile, "Pinglin, I advise you not to compete anymore, so as not to lose face in front of the pillow stone again."

Shu Moci glanced at the county lord of Pinglin quietly, did Meng Xuanying mean that the county lord of Pinglin was quite familiar with Wen Shuliu? Then why is she so hostile to Wen Shuliu?

The county lord of Pinglin also looked at Shu Mo carefully, but the corners of his mouth still hung with a sneering arc, "That's only to know if you compare it."

At the beginning of the second game, both of them were well-read and reacted quickly, and it was a draw, and no one wanted to win anyone.

Wen Shuliu smiled bitterly and said to Meng Xuanying, "These two little girls are really amazing, I have to admit defeat when I go up, and the rest is fine, only the speed at which they speak, their small mouths are open and closed, fast and sharp, I can only say five out of ten words when they say them."

Meng Xuanying nodded with deep sympathy, looking at Shu Moci's gaze was a little more inquisitive and fiery, she had always been cold and reserved, he never knew that she was still so radiant and aggressive, the thousand-faced Guanyin with a thousand faces, and when he saw her thousand faces clearly, he would definitely be able to draw a thousand-faced Guanyin that surpassed the painting saint!

"Daughters are like flowers, these three games are better than taking flowers as the theme, no limit to the theme, no limit to rhyme, the county lord and Sister Shu, but the best thing at writing is."

The maid lit the incense stick again, which was half thinner than the incense in the first game, and everyone present pondered, such an empty topic, and not limited to the subject matter and rhyme, but it was the most difficult to grasp, and it was not easy to write brilliant in a limited time.

Once upon a time, the boy with the brightest eyes in the world pointed to the gorgeous peach blossoms and said to her awkwardly, "My daughter's home is like this flower, it falls to the ground when the wind blows, and I must be pitied."

At that time, he couldn't understand the desire in his words, but he hurt himself and Cheng Zhengze had lived separately for many years, and when they rarely got together, he wrote a poem "Peach Blossom Xing", she studied under Mr. Gongsun, and the poems she made have always been wide open and closed, and it is easy for people to see that they are made by men, otherwise Cheng Zhengze would not have repeatedly used her poems to support his reputation as a talent...... (To be continued......)