"Yes, King Yan." Jun Zhirou glanced at Jun Moxue with disdain, looking at the face that was smiling like a flower and did not see the slightest fear, and was angry. After listening to King Yan's words, he returned to his normal color and gave a gentle courtesy.

"A hundred flowers fall and this flower blooms, and does not compete with him for spring and summer. Just add a color to autumn, and don't let autumn wear spring and summer. ”

"Well, it's not bad, Fifth Miss, this Zhaoyu and Third Miss are done, isn't it your turn?" After listening to Chaolu and Jun Zhirou, King Yan turned to Jun Moxue, and the poems of Zhaolu and the two were all made by the youngest daughter's family to play, the meaning is acceptable, and it is also considered a superior work among women.

"Miss Five, isn't it your turn?" King Xuan coaxed on the side

"Yes, fifth sister, it's your turn!" I didn't hear King Yan's comment, his eyes were slightly dim, and at this moment, he heard what King Xuan said, and hurriedly spoke accordingly.

"Well, I'm okay too, I wonder if the bet can still be counted?" When Jun Moxue heard this, she snorted coldly, Fu Shi, are you afraid that I won't? It may be difficult to write it yourself, but the 5,000-year-old Chinese culture, the Tang poems and Song lyrics that have been handed down are not the swan songs of the ages, abuse you, hehe......

"Count naturally. Miss Five can rest assured. "It's King Yan who speaks out, and I don't know him, why do I secretly help him many times today. Forget it, don't want to.

At this time, in a side room on the second floor, two figures sat on the side of the desk in front of the window, each holding a black and white chess piece.

"Evil brother, who do you think will win?" The ink-robed man with the sunspot in his hand looked at the red-clothed man opposite and asked.

"What do you think?" The man who was called the evil brother by the black-robed man, with silver hair and a shawl, and a red-clothed demon and evil spirit, put down the white son in his hand and asked casually, but his eyes seemed to have everything in his hands. Red-clothed and silver-haired, if there are people in the rivers and lakes at this moment, they will be surprised, this red-clothed and silver-haired is the symbol of the Demon Sect Leader that everyone in the rivers and lakes fears. And the man with the ink hair and ink robe is also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, the gentle son of the divine doctor Shenchen.

"I don't think those five young ladies have the slightest chance of winning." The ink-haired and ink-robed Shenchen played with the sunspot in his hand, and when he heard this, he shook his head. "It's just beyond my means."

"Oh, is it? Look at it. Evil Liao Yu smiled meaningfully, summoned his subordinates, and gave an order.

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"Naturally count, what, don't you dare? Then kneel down and beg us and admit defeat. Seeing that Jun Moxue didn't write poetry, the lord of Zhaolu County asked about the bet, and for some reason, a bad feeling rose in his heart, but he was suppressed by the innate sense of superiority.

"Did I say towel? Isn't the county lord a little anxious? Jun Moxue raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Lu sarcastically.

The sassy west wind fills the courtyard, and the cold fragrance and cold butterflies are difficult to come. If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will bloom with the peach blossoms. "I searched for a few poems about chrysanthemums in my memory, and I chose one that I was quite familiar with and liked and read out.

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!" Bang bang, two different voices, one is Yan Wang, the other is accompanied by applause from the second floor, everyone looked, only to see a middle-aged man appear on the second floor, and then went downstairs to Jun Moxue.

"Miss Jun Wu, in the following Baoxuan's shopkeeper Zhang Lei, my master said, let Miss Wu write a poem on the theme of wine, if he likes it, this Wen Baoxuan will belong to Miss Wu from today on." Zhang Lei was puzzled that the master was interested in today's poetry meeting, and he didn't know what the words meant, and it was really strange that he was so big.

Hiss! What a big deal!

Where do you say this man came from?

There was a sigh of embarrassment around, and I was shocked by the generosity of this Lord of Wen Baoxuan.

"It's... How can you accept it without merit, I'm afraid it's not suitable......" Jun Moxue heard this, and looked up at the middle-aged man with a puzzled face. I don't know the master behind this Wen Baoxuan, and the original owner usually doesn't go out of the door, let alone know him. I don't know what the idea of the person behind this is, to give such a big gift in front of the public.

"It's... Fifth Miss, I am just a messenger, please don't let Miss Five be embarrassed, my master has always done things like this, Fifth Miss don't worry. Although the poem is. Zhang Lei saw Jun Moxue's resignation, and continued, if you don't do well, it's not easy to explain to the master.

After hearing this, he paused, forget it, I don't want to think about it, it's a blessing or a curse, and I can't avoid it. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, I'll follow. In this way, Mo Xue did not shirk. Make a clumsy song, and I hope your lord will advise. ”

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. "Wine, there have been a lot of poems about wine in the past 5,000 years, and the most famous one in the past and present is the poet Li Bai's will enter the wine, and it is the most suitable to read it at this time." Offering ugliness, I hope your master likes the song "Will Enter the Wine". ”

"Okay, Fifth Miss later, I'll go down and come back." Zhang Lei listened to this toast and was shocked, this kind of momentum really doesn't look like a woman did it, no wonder the master has such a decision.

Jun Moxue nodded when she heard this, and then said, "The shopkeeper is free"

"This king didn't know that Miss Fifth was hiding so well." Yan Wang listened to the chrysanthemum just now and was intoxicated, at this moment he listened to such an imposing toast, and was also shocked by this song, the atmosphere was bold, and he couldn't see that it was made by a woman, and he couldn't imagine that the person who wrote the poem was a useless waste wood woman in the rumors.

"King Yan said that he was laughing, just clumsy." It's so vigilant, but it's a bad idea, the original owner is dead and now the emperor of the night from the twenty-first century, today I will take this opportunity to clear my name, thinking of the dynasty commentary in the memory of the original owner said that this royal Jin country is an official and does not care about men and women, as long as there is talent, women can also be officials, tired of the deception of the shopping mall in the previous life, and I don't want to be in the shopping mall in this life, the rules of the great royal are just and mindful.

"Good poem, good poem will enter the wine, it turns out that this girl is not the well-known Miss Jun San but Miss Jun Wu." An admiration came down from the second floor, and I saw three people standing at the door of a private room on the second floor, one of whom was wearing a red robe and silver hair, showing evil spirits. An ink-haired robe, as warm as jade. The other is the shopkeeper just now, and the one who spoke was the silver-haired man Xie Liao Yu.

"Congratulations to Miss Five, the master likes it very much, this Wen Bao Xuan will be the fifth miss from today onwards, the master said, if you want, everyone in Xia and this Wen Bao Xuan will still stay, and the fifth miss can only be in charge of the Lord without having to take charge of it herself. What does Miss Five mean? The shopkeeper ran down from the second floor and stood in front of Jun Moxue to convey the instructions of the evil Liao Yu.

"Zhang Lei, from today onwards, Miss Fifth will be your master." As soon as Zhang Lei's words fell, before Jun Moxue could speak, the evil Liao Yu on the second floor continued.

"Yes, my subordinates obey." Zhang Lei turned around and clenched his fist towards the man.

"That's very good, Mo Xue thank you again." Looking up at the second floor, he thanked the silver-haired man. I didn't expect that today's trip, not only abused Bailian but also got such a good land, and I didn't have to take care of it myself, which is really good.

"Miss Fifth is polite. There is still something to do, and I will see you soon. Evil Liao Yu hugged his fists and turned to leave.

"Childe is free." With a faint smile, Jun Moxue bowed his head and said casually.

"Zhang Lei has seen the master." After the sect leader left, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and thought that the aura of this sect leader was much stronger.

"Uncle Zhang doesn't have to be polite, this Wen Baoxuan will have to take care of it for you in the future." Jun Moxue bowed her head and said her decision.