"Okay." When the little prince heard the news, his eyes flashed. "In order not to attract attention, Lin Feng and Chen Xingao and I will continue to stay here, Xu Hongyan, you take Liu Yu to intercept Ji Qiongxi in person, and I will pass the message to Chen Zhiyuan, and ask him to secretly send a Monk Dan to suppress the formation, and be sure to capture her alive."

"Why do you need to be a master of Dan, a former subordinate is defeated, I can play her in applause alone." Xu Hongyan sneered proudly.

"Don't be careless, make sure nothing goes wrong." The little prince said sternly. "Go first! At this time, it will take some time to secretly transfer a Monk of the Destiny Pill. ”

"Yes!"

....

The crisis was spreading to Ji Qiongxi, and Shen Nan was still lying on the lap of the Oiran without knowing it.

The live broadcast of poetry appreciation seems to be back on track, many talented people and talented women have been named and appreciated, and they are famous, these people are the top students of private schools in various well-known universities, or the first talented women of a certain state capital, and there are no dark horses... Except for Shen Nan.

"The top ten to the top five have been appreciated, and several talented people who can make Mingzhou poems can be called extraordinary, and they are rich in five cars. But compared with the top five talents of this star, it is also slightly inferior. Governor Xie laughed with admiration on his face.

There was no bad movement on Shen Nan's side, and Wu Hou relaxed on the surface, smiling. "Maybe this year's poetry will go down in history, and the two of us will be able to shine when the time comes."

A generation of Wuhou and the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang sang and harmonized, mysterious and secretive, and immediately hung everyone's appetite.

"Going down in history? That's an exaggeration, isn't it? It should be a joke from Lord Wuhou. ”

"I can make Lord Wuhou and Lord Governor so happy and amazed, it seems that the top five poems and talents are amazing, maybe there will be a once-in-a-century Zhenguo poem."

"Quite possibly, do you remember the imperial poem of the golden dragon? The little prince is amazing, and the virtuous king is really amazing. ”

"Be careful, be careful, you don't want to die."

However, the group of people who were 'powerful' in their mouths turned black.

The discussion of the talented people around them, they 'heard in their ears', and in the face of these awe-inspiring and flattering eyes, they knew the bitterness in their hearts.

"The fifth in the list is the second song 'Song of the First Day' composed by Shen Ba Shen Gongzi from the Ruluo family in Jinling, which was also mentioned before" Wuhou waved his sleeves, and the live broadcast camera appeared in the grass for the fourth time, the man with two women and three people, who was still sleeping on the thigh of the first Oiran of the Tang Dynasty, and even drooled at the corner of his mouth.

"Uhh Why is it him again, did I wake up just after being knocked unconscious? ”

"Jinling Luojia Shen Ba! Why have you never heard of this name before! What is his relationship with the Luo family? ”

"I heard... It's a scholar of the Luo family. ”

"Poof————!"

"Please Shen Gongzi take out the first original work and let everyone enjoy it together." Wuhou's voice was like a bell, the thunder was rolling, and the sound contained strange spiritual power, testing whether Shen Nan had really been manipulated.

The sky thundered into his ears, Shen Nan's body trembled, and finally opened his confused eyes slightly from his sleep. "Thunder?"

"Nope!" Oiran caressed his head tenderly, with maternal radiance. "Even if it thunders and rains, Yue'er will hold an umbrella for Childe and shelter Childe from the wind and rain, so Childe can sleep for a while with peace of mind!"

"Hmm!" Shen Nan, who was still confused, felt at ease and peace inexplicably, closed his eyes again and rubbed on his slippery thighs by the way, and continued to sleep with peace of mind.

“...”

Sister Mo supported her forehead. "Will you spoil him too much, you have to spoil him."

"Hehe, I spoil him now, and he will naturally spoil Yue'er even more in the future!"

“... Heh-heh-heh-"

“... Ahem, quick, quick, get the medicine, I'm having a heart attack. ”

"Poof————"

This scene of the live broadcast suddenly caused 10,000 critical damage to the amorous talents, not an exaggeration, there is really a boy who is so envious and jealous that he vomits blood, and he faints with stimulation.

What is this called? Marquis Wu and Governor Xie looked at each other with tears and laughter.

It seems that Shen Xiaozi really just slept relatively deeply, is it the sequelae of breaking through the immortal vein before?

Perhaps! However, this kid's Yanfu is really not shallow, even the little devil who is the eldest disciple of the Holy Ancestor has hooked up, and he is still so desperate, I hope he can control the beauty plan and turn against him.

Just when Wuhou and Governor Xie made tacit eye contact, Sister Mo's eyes rolled, and she smiled evilly and reached out to wipe the ring on Shen Nan's right hand and took out a blank piece of paper. "A good poem naturally needs to be appreciated by the world, and the slave family is also a person who loves poetry!"

As soon as the white paper came out, it immediately attracted the spiritual power and talent on the stargazing platform, and even the stars of the heavens were sprinkled with the power of the stars, and the three blended, faintly a golden dragon wandered on the white paper, the golden light was shining, the dragon roared, and a supreme breath was like the rising sun, which was clearly vigorous.

"This vision..."

"It has to be... Imperial poems? ”

"It's not the little prince who made the imperial poem, but the little-known Shen Ba of the Jinling Luo family?"

The instantaneous gap between cognitions caused all the talented and beautiful people who thought that the little prince was 'amazing' and even the entire ordinary people of Yuhang were dumbfounded.

Look at this sleeping man with a blank face, still drooling, and the bad ruffian between his eyebrows that can't be hidden, such a person can also make imperial poems? Not to mention the supreme spirit, if you can find a little noble temperament from him, I will never support the wall, and I will obey you.

After everyone was stunned, the three views collapsed, messy in the wind, where is the heavenly reason?

And Xie Shuyuan and Qin Ya looked at each other blankly, what is the situation? What about the 'reasonable' conversation that came before? How do you feel a little blindfolded.

Wu Hou stretched out his hand and made a move, and the first original work of 'Yong Chu Ri' flew in front of the two of them, and Sister Mo had no intention of stopping it, but her evil smile was even thicker.

The live broadcast camera refocused on the two Wuhou with the 'Yongchu Day', which made the talented man who was eager to replace Shen Nan with a thousand knives regain some reason.

"The sun is shining brightly, and thousands of mountains are like fire. A round ascends to the heavens in an instant, driving away the stars and the waning moon. "Wu Hou showed the first original work of 'Song of the First Day' to the camera, and sang heroically with his beard.

Those who can go to the stargazing platform are not amazing talents, and they can also taste the quality of a poem.

At this moment, the deepest feeling of this poem in their hearts is that it is simple and rough, open and magnificent. The first two lines of this poem depict the magnificent scene of the sun rising alive, and the last two sentences are the real eye, the stars can be compared to the rest of the talented waning moon compared to Mr. Zhuge , and the red sun chases away the stars and moons, and the self-confidence and pride of dominating the leader.

But if you look at it in combination with the imperial poems, the stars can be compared to the bright moon of the Qin period, the virtuous king, and even the rest of the great forces of the Five Regions of Shenzhou, and the waning moon is compared to the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Of course, when the emperor's poems are sensitive to the appreciation of the marquis, those who should be avoided will also be avoided.

In the end, the feeling to the talented people is that the —————— characters are so ugly, and they are even worse than the six-year-old children who have just entered a private school at the third aunt and sixth aunt next door.

Wuhou took out his Wuhou seal and gathered his talent to imprint it on the first original work of "Yongchu Day", so that the talent of this imperial poem was revealed for the second time, and it was more than eight feet to the sky. "For as long as I can remember, the emperor will inevitably rule the country."

If you can't even control a country, how can you call yourself an emperor.

"Hahaha, I am fortunate to see the emperor's poem, and I should be a big white!" Marquis Wu and Governor Xie toasted.

"When the float is white!" The talented people also raised their glasses excitedly and drank them all.

However, after appreciating and analyzing, I was shocked, and when everyone revisited it, they found that Lord Wuhou was really rewarding!

It was an imperial poem with the appearance of an emperor, and if he made it in public, if he didn't express his attitude and give an explanation, these two adults would never let him leave safely.

And Shen Nan should still be 'drunk and lying on the knees of beauty'! I don't know if I should say that he has a big heart, or if he didn't think of this layer at all. Xie Shuyuan and Qin Ya, who didn't know it, were worried about him.

"Wait, a poem by the emperor of Zhenguo is only ranked fifth in this star poem, could it be that the first four poems...!"

This sentence instantly woke up the rest of the talented people!

This surprise is not trivial, that is not to say that this time there are five poems of the town and the country at the same time, no wonder Marquis Wu and Governor Xie are so happy, and even threatened to go down in history, except for the group of heroes when Longzu founded the Tang Dynasty 10,000 years ago, there has never been a situation where the five towns and countries came out together.

At this moment, the Tang Dynasty is known as the prosperous era of Wenxing, and the five towns and countries are out of the same country, which is really very likely to be recorded in history and become the peak of the prosperous era of Wenxing.

"Next is the 'Puppet Book', which ranks fourth in talent, written by Mr. Zhuge who has the world's talent and learning." Governor Xie looked somewhere with a smile.

"Lord Governor, don't kill your little nephew!" Mr. Zhuge shook his head indifferently and consciously took out his first original work.

Unlike Shen Nan, a big dark horse, Mr. Zhuge can make poems that surpass the emperor's town, whether it is a talented woman or the people of Yuhang, all of them are taken for granted.

Governor Xie spreads out the original work and points it at the camera. "Let's listen to the charm of this poem first.

The sunrise is one foot high,

Everything in the world is as thin as a hair,

The wild man was angry and saw the injustice,

Wear the ancient knife in the chest.

It means..."

This poem satirizes King Xian, and the domineering spirit of the military is revealed between the lines, which shows that Mr. Zhuge is one of the eight generals of the Tang Dynasty is not in vain. And ———— words are like their people, so beautiful! It is in stark contrast to the ghost painting talisman of the supreme qi next to it, which makes people sigh again, Nima! Just this word, it's an insult to the imperial poem!

Governor Xie took out the official seal to gather his talents, rushed into the sky, and then turned into an eight-zhang big knife, exuding a righteous and awe-inspiring atmosphere, and any treacherous sorrow all changed his face, and he bowed his head and did not dare to look directly.

"We continue to appreciate the third-ranked "Twilight River Yin" and the second-ranked "Ascending the Star", they are both from the same person, guess who will surpass my daughter, the talent of Shuangzhenguo?" Wuhou was still childlike, and he actually started a dumb riddle.

"Didn't you hear that Mr. Zhuge also participated in the Qixi Poetry Competition, which attracted a certain Confucian?"

"Shixian? Or is it a poetic maniac? ”

"I heard that the talent of a certain Tianjiao in the Southern Regions is said to be equivalent to Mr. Zhuge ".

The talents were indeed aroused, and there were many discussions, and the scene was enthusiastic.

"Hahaha! You can't guess. Wuhou laughed. Please have the first original! ”

As soon as the camera turned, Shen Nan's sleeping and drooling face appeared in the camera again.

"Uh~~"

The heated discussion came to an instant end.

What the heck?

It can't be him, it definitely can't be him.

It must be Miss Yue'er, or it may be Fairy Mo of Xianyu Pavilion.

However, the reality is always cruel, and the more you don't admit it, the more you don't want it, and the more you can feel hopeless.

Sister Mo laughed and stroked, and the two ghost painting talismans that were ugly to the depths of the soul floated out.

"Two towns and countries... No, plus the previous poem of the emperor's town, hiss———! Sanzhenguo, where did such a great talent come from. ”

"After today, Shen Ba's name will be spread throughout the Tang Dynasty."

"I'll first appreciate this "Twilight River Yin", which is completely different from Shen Bagongzi's previous imperial poem, let's listen to it first!

A remnant sun spreads in the water,

Half the river is sorrowful and half the river is red.

Poor on the third night of the ninth month,

The dew is like a pearl, and the moon is like a bow.

The sun rises majesticly, the stars and the waning moon are retreated, the sunset is dazzling, and the moon rises more, connecting with the last imperial poem, its meaning is broad, and its thoughts are sublimated, which is simply wonderful...."

Compared with the previous imperial poem, Wuhou seems to prefer this natural scenery and style, and the appreciation is even more endless, holding this blank paper is more careful than holding his wife.

Just listening to such beautiful verses, looking at such ugly words, and thinking of that drooling stupid face, how complicated the mood of the talented people is!

"This song "Twilight River Yin" really makes Ben Hou love it! For this beautiful and beautiful scenery artistic conception, floating a big white. Wuhou raised his glass and ended the appreciation of this poem.

"Then come and enjoy "Ascending to the Stars".

Discomfort to the evening,

Vertical poems on the star platform.

The sunset is infinitely better,

It's just near dusk.

The more ephemeral the scenery, the more beautiful the scenery, the more ephemeral it is, and the poem "The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk" will be passed down through the ages..."

Although this poem is short, there is a faint regret after listening to it, which lingers for a long time, and it reminds the world to cherish time and cherish beautiful things.

If the publicity is in place, "Twilight River Yin" is likely to reach the world, and with "the sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk", "Ascending the Star" will accumulate and precipitate over time, and it will inevitably spread to the world after a hundred years.

Because the three poems were born on the same day because they were written by the same person, the vision also changed. The golden dragon rises in the sunset, swims in the sunset and dusk, enters the sunset and the moon rises, winding around the crescent moon.

"It's ....!" Wu Hou Si was like a lightning, his expression moved slightly, and he immediately put away the three ghost painting talismans and let the vision disperse.

Governor Xie's eyes also flashed, thoughtfully, and the tacit understanding immediately intervened. "Although "Twilight River Yin" is beautiful and "Ascending the Star" is good, it is far inferior to "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan", which ranks first."