A rare quiet lunch break, I spent a chat with Prime Minister Mo Dacheng without a word, the drums were noisy, the gongs and drums sounded in unison, and the afternoon competition began.

The third game of the literary fight, the title is, with the theme of "the world", as a poem.

After two knockouts, the person who entered the third final was the top three who won the first two games, Xue Xiren was dressed in a royal blue brocade robe, standing upright on the chair, holding a huge brush in his fat little hand, looking a little struggling, a pink and tender little face with unprecedented seriousness, although it was a little funny to stand and write, the brilliance was shallow, emanating from a small figure, it seemed to be a little boy who was seven or eight years old, and there was an invisible majesty lingering around him.

Behind Xue Xiren, on the left and right, respectively, tied for second place, Hua Tianyu and Zhang Heng, a blue, a cyan scholar's clothes, lifting the pen and dipping it in ink, they are a faction of style from nature, compared to the little boy at the front, these two do not know how many times more beautiful.

Chu Jue looked at this scene, holding his chin and thinking a little, his Taifu will naturally not be bad, such as the grace of the Jade Prince, which is visible to the world, but what is going on with this Prince Heng? He also knows this Xue Xiren, except for being smart and clever, there is nothing special, an absolute, Xiao Shizi won the championship of a competition, not to mention, he even entered the finals, and tried with Ruyu Gongzi and Zhang Taifu, he is really curious, how deep did King Heng and his wife hide this child?!

Xue Du's ruthless black eyes locked on the little boy in blue who was holding a pen and splashing ink on the square, eager to eat this tempting delicacy alive, and he couldn't let him enjoy it.

After all, it is a grand occasion, how many people watch the every move of Emperor Yanguodu.

Xue Du's ruthless gaze was only in an instant, and it disappeared in a flash, bowed slightly, picked up the tea cup on the dragon case, and used the exquisite tea cup to cover his ruthless gaze, secretly planning to get rid of the "hostage" in his heart.

If it was just an ordinary seven-year-old doll, Xue Du would take Xue Xiren as a hostage, and if necessary, threaten Xue Heng with Xue Xiren's life. But, now it seems that the situation is not as he wants, so ......

Hua Qianyan looked at Xue Du on the dragon chair sitting in front of her, sitting on the chair, like sitting on pins and needles, looking at Xue Xiren who was serious in the square, and then at Xue Du with an uncertain face.

On the face, the face of the face is thousands of demeanors, it is the princess Zhuohua who is full of country and city, and she is so anxious that she is angry, not that Miss Hua Er is not calm and frizzy, but sitting in the test room, she is just a seven-year-old child, although she agreed, but after seeing the gloomy and ruthless Xue Du, I have to say that Miss Hua Er regretted it.

It's good for a child to have ambition, but that's when there are no enemies. Now Xue Du is eyeing Xue Heng's family, the kind that can't wait to eat meat raw, as a good sister of Xue Xiren's mother, how can he be called Zhen'er with a seven-year-old naughty boy!

Now in his heart, his intestines are about to repent, and he only blames himself for having a hot head for a while, and agrees to Ren'er's dangerous approach.

"I didn't expect King Yan Guoheng to have such a smart son, which really impressed me." Mu Qing ate the grapes brought to her mouth by the beauty in one bite, and looked at Xue Xiren who was splashing ink in the square, and couldn't help but sigh. It seems that the information given to him by Hua Tanyan is true, as for Xiao Shizi's killing out of thin air at the Three Kingdoms Conference, was it deliberately arranged, or was it a simple accident?

"Mo Xiang, you said that there are three people present, who can win the first prize in the end." Mu Qing asked lightly, his eyes still looking at Xue Xiren in the square.

"Although the jade prince has long been famous all over the world, elegant as jade, talented, and brilliant, but the jade prince is good at painting, maybe in terms of poetry and songs, he can't catch up with Zhang Taifu, who is famous for his poetry, and has a wide range of rhyme books, but there is no definite number, who is better in the end, and he does not dare to make a conclusion." Mo Xichen said indifferently, the analysis was so thorough that people couldn't find fault with it, but he didn't mention the focus of today's competition from beginning to end.

"What about Xue Shizi?"

"It's a prodigy, however, after all, they are young, and the two in front of them dare not be conclusive, but this Xue Shizi is the last one." The cold voice is categorical, and there is no result, and there is a conclusion first.

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, called away the beautiful concubine who was waiting by his side, sat up straight, and looked at Mo Xichen, "Mo Xiang doesn't think that Xue Shizi will give the world a surprise?" ”

"The surprise is over."

Mo Xichenyun is light and breezy, cold, shallow, as if he has seen through the red dust of the world, and he is so indifferent to everything, without wind and waves.

"It's over?"

Mu Qing was dumbfounded, and suddenly there was a scene of Xue Xiren making a stunning appearance in the morning competition.

Yes, this is the Three Kingdoms Conference, and there are many talents, how can a little prodigy who is protected so impenetrable be able to take the lead?

In that case, what is the face of Cangguo and Qiongguo.

"Bell Bell Bell ~~~"

The sound of the gong sounded, melodious, echoing throughout the school field, and at the same time, the rolling paper of the three people was also collected by the examiner.

In the Pavilion of the Three Kingdoms Emperors, it is seen in turn, and the voices of admiration are continuous. At the Three Kingdoms Conference, the poems of the top three will surely be passed on to the world.

As a result, as Mo Xichen said, Hua Tianyu and Zhang Heng were indistinguishable, followed by Xue Xiren.

The civil and military forces of the Three Kingdoms argued endlessly over who should be the first place between Hua Tianyu and Zhang Heng, and finally Mo Xichen came forward and tried again.

Mo Xichen was dressed in a white-clothed feather fan and stood in the wind, the breeze blew, rolling up the snow-colored clothes and flying, the fairy bones, the stunning color made everything around him lose color, high above, like the divine residence of the nine heavens, looking at the world.

"Since it's an additional test, let's be casual, ask a question, and the two of you answer truthfully." The thin and cool voice, like the tinkling of a clear spring, is low and good-sounding, and it is so cold that it makes people shiver.

"Mo Xiang, please ask the question."

"Mo Xiang, please ask the question."

Hua Tianyu and Zhang Heng swept the floor in unison and motioned to Mo Xichen to ask the question.

"Why did you come to win the championship?"

As soon as Mo Xichen said this, not only Hua Tianyu and Zhang Heng were stunned, but the audience gasped.

Isn't this question nonsense?!

When I came to participate in the Three Kingdoms Conference, I naturally wanted to win glory for the country and strive for my future glory and wealth.

Is this problem, or is it still a problem?

Not only the contestants, but even the three-year-old naughty boy should know what the competition of the Three Kingdoms Conference is for.

"Returning to Moxiang, it is natural to win glory for the country and get ahead." Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment and replied.

"What about the Jade Prince?" Mo Xichen moved his gaze to Hua Tianyu, who was stunned, his eyes as clear and deep as stars, as if he could see through Hua Tianyu.

In the Emperor Pavilion of the Yan Kingdom, all the hearts of the Yan Dynasty mentioned the throat and eyes, what will the eldest brother answer? Is it really what she thinks? How will the eldest brother answer?

"Naturally, I want to prove myself." Hua Tianyu's vague answer, as soon as he heard it, he was not confident.

"Ruyu Gongzi has long been famous all over the world, do you still need to prove it?" is obviously a rhetorical question, but when it is said in Mo Xichen's mouth, it becomes an affirmative sentence.

"Mo Xiang, you don't give up after listening to this son." Hua Tianyu hurriedly came back to his senses, "Those false names are just a name given to Tianyu by the world, as a native of Cangguo, the Three Kingdoms Conference is the best opportunity to prove himself, and it is also the determination of Tianyu to be loyal to Cangguo." ”

"The result is decided."

Bo Liang's four words spit out, Mo Xichen turned around and returned to the Emperor Pavilion of Cangguo, flying in white, as if telling a prosperous world of sorrow, his figure is always so indifferent and cold.

"The three-country conference competition has officially ended. With the unanimous approval of the three emperors, the results of the top three rankings are as follows: third place, Xue Xiren, the son of King Heng of Yan Guo, second place, Cangguo Ruyu Gongzi Hua Tianyu, first place, Zhang Heng, the Taifu of Qiongguo. Chin this. ”

The eunuch's sharp voice came, and he looked at Mo Xichen's indifferent back infatuation, and then he came back to his senses and listened to the result, but he was not surprised at all.

The eldest brother and Zhang Heng are equal, and their literary talents are comparable, compared with Hua Tianyu's victory in the first competition, Hua Tianyu's chances of winning the championship are far more than Zhang Heng's. But Zhang Heng won with sincerity, and the eldest brother lost because he was not here.

A handful of Danqing's unique pen book is as good as the world's wind and moon, Mo Shang Gongzi is like jade, no matter what he does, he raises his hand, throws his feet, frowns, and mouths, when he is as elegant as jade, elegant and unparalleled as jade.

When do you care about fame and fortune? When have you ever cared so much about winning or losing!

Living in the midst of trouble, the jade son who does not touch the leaves should be chic and uninhibited, unusual, for the country? For you!

Maybe others will believe it, but Hua Tianyan won't believe anything, her eldest brother, blood is thicker than water, she can't understand it, it's just that the eldest brother is about to start acting.

However, how could a son who is as pure as a beautiful jade and like a jade be willing to participate in the vulgar imperial examination? Go and ask for an official! This is not the style of Ruyu Gongzi, and only when the Three Kingdoms Conference shines, can Hua Qiyu have a chance to stand out.

Sitting on the luxurious and extravagant jade bowl, the beauty quietly forced her eyes, her long and thick eyelashes were like butterflies with broken wings, and she fluttered every time, her long eyebrows were frowning, and her head was splitting.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, don't be scared of the rain." Drizzle gently shook the painful beauty worriedly.

Qian Yan waved his hand lightly and said, "I have a headache, just rest for a while." ”

"Miss, do you want to see the imperial doctor when you go back to the palace in a while?" Yan Hong looked at Yan Yan worriedly.

"It's fine." He said impatiently, he couldn't sleep, he simply didn't sleep, he lifted the curtains, looked at the lively streets, everything was so familiar, he had been in the streets for more than ten years, thinking about the days at that time, there was so chic, just-

There's no going back.

Tanyan Wu thought about his thoughts, but he didn't notice that the people who saw the faces of the world along the way were all stunned......