Emperor Junxian was awakened by the call of the eighth princess and came back to his senses.

He looked at the stage, the woman in a light purple palace dress, whose appearance was unprecedented, the eyes were deep and incomprehensible.

As if she was not affected by the world, she still buried herself in the desk and wrote hard.

Quiet as a virgin, independent of the world, but like the most dazzling sun in the sky, dazzling, dazzling!

His heart throbbed inexplicably.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow."

"I want to be higher than the heavenly princess!"

"There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists!"

"Count the romantic characters, and look at the present day!"

Isn't this sentence a true portrayal of his state of mind at this moment?

Such a majestic, world-minded, and proud poem was really written by a woman of her!?

I didn't expect such a delicate woman to have such a mind!

Emperor Junxian looked at Nalan Jinnian, and at this moment, Nalan Jinnian looked at the woman on the stage with tenderness.

This was the first time he had seen Nalan Guo's ice-paralyzed face with such an expression.

He seemed to understand a little bit why Nalan Jinnian had taken a fancy to her.

Inexplicably, he was a little jealous of Nalan Jinnian!

And the eyes of the others at this moment also fell on the body of Libu Langzhong, urging:

"My lord, you should hurry up and read it!"

"Yes, read it quickly!"

.....

Libu Langzhong looked at the poems in his hand, and his hands trembled with excitement, not that he didn't want to miss it, but that he had to ease his mood, and finally he took a deep breath and continued to read: "Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River to the north, orange island head."

Look at the mountains red all over, the forests are dyed; The river is clear and transparent, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream. ........”

The hall was silent again!

The hearts of the people were like a monstrous wave rolling.

"Sorrowful, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs?"

"Just a young student, in his prime; The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan. ”

"Pointing out the country, inspiring words, the dung was ten thousand households.

Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle stream, the waves curb the flying boat. ”

The eventful years, in their prime, pointing out the country, these poems, word by word, word by word, knocking on the hearts of countless people here!

It's another Top Gun poem!

Wake up the little heroes who live in everyone's hearts!

There is an urge in their hearts to do something, but they can't do anything at this moment!

This time, I don't need to be reminded by everyone, so I keep reading!

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters. ..........”

"When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine,...... I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

"The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars. ....... There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ”

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky........"

"How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei. ....... It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

.......

In the end, the warmth is based on Li Qingzhao's song "Life is a hero, death is also a ghost, so far I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong." ”

Come to an end!

In the time of a stick of incense, a total of ten ancient poems were silently written, and it was not easy!

She also found it after searching her stomach!

It is simply proud of the world, galloping the country, and dominating the world!

Let the people here be angry, and their chests are surging, right?!

Satisfied!

The warm surface calmly put down the wolf's pen.

The people of the whole hall are still immersed in the majestic and majestic verses of which verses, Lingyun is ambitious, proud of the world, galloping across the country, and can't return to his senses for a long time!

Wen Wen looked at the other side dumbfounded, Feng Di, and smiled: "It's time, right?" Miss Feng, are you done with your poem? ”

Feng Di came back to his senses, and his face was as swollen as a pig's liver.

Everyone woke up from a dream!

Time's up?

Without?

It seems that I will continue to listen to the poems made by the lord of Hui'an!

The emperor pressed the Lingyun ambition of the ancient emperor in his heart, and he said aloud: "The poems of the county lord of Hui'an are good!" Let's listen to the poems of Miss Beimingfeng! ”

Everyone: "......"

That's a good name!

This is simply the god of poetry~!

Warm and honest: "The emperor praised it falsely, the courtiers don't understand it very well!" ”

She wrote it all silently!

When I was in 12 years of compulsory education, I learned better!

Everyone: "......"

What is this called?

So are they poetic idiots?

The emperor waved his hand: "Lord Hui'an is too polite, it's a quatrain for the ages, I don't understand it very well!" ”

Manchu Dynasty Wenwu: "The county lord of Hui'an is really too modest!" It's too low-key on weekdays! ”

"Lord Hui'an, you are really hidden!"

.....

Warmth quickly changed the topic, she was empty-hearted!

There has never been a weakness of heart.

"Well, let's take a look at Miss Feng's poems! Miss Feng has been famous all over the world for a long time, and she must do better than me! ”

Feng Di pinched the hand of the wolf, and his knuckles turned white!

Her poems are all affectionate, lovesick, and full of sorrow!

Compared with the poems of the county lord of Hui'an, it seems too petty.

And she only finished writing one song just now, and she couldn't write the second one.

Rebubu Lang Nakasho wanted to go over and pick it up and read it.

Feng Di quickly picked up a poem that had already been composed, crumpled it into a ball, and she stood up and blessed: "I lost!" The poems of the county lord of Hui'an made the little woman ashamed! ”

It is better to admit it generously than to be read by the ceremonial officials of Nalan Kingdom, otherwise in such a comparison, she, Beiming Kingdom will lose face!

Feng Di glanced in the direction of Emperor Junxian.

Emperor Junxian didn't look at him, he was looking at the Hui'an County Lord of Nalan Country at the moment, his expression was unfathomable.

Feng Di unconsciously clenched his fists.

She always knew that the Seventh Prince was not a woman, but he liked talented women!

That's why I have always treated myself differently.

If there is no accident, after the envoy returns this time, the emperor will marry him.

Feng Di's fists clenched even tighter.

In the next three competitions, she must not lose again!

Feng Di looked at the ceremonial officer of Nalan Kingdom: "My lord, can you start the next competition?" ”

Libu Langzhong looked at the warmth: "Lord Hui'an, what is the next competition?" ”

Warmth: "Let's paint and calligraphy!" It just so happens that the desk is still there, so you don't have to carry it around! ”

Feng Di looked at the warmth, smiled a little stiffly and said, "Lord Hui'an, what is the theme of painting?" ”

After saying that the county lord of Hui'an had the final say, she naturally would not break her word.

Warm and casual: "Shrimp!" ”

She copied a picture of Qi Baishi's shrimp.

The unsung master has never painted shrimp, and he rarely paints animals.

The corner of Feng Di's mouth twitched, shrimp?

She still copied it when she was a child!

She smiled: "Good! ”

Libu Langzhong hurriedly lit a stick of incense: "The calligraphy and painting competition begins!" ”

The two of them sat down, and two palace maids stepped forward to study ink for them.

Warmth refused: "I'm tired, I'll do it myself!" ”

Feng Di also refused: "Thank you, I'll come by myself." ”

When the two palace maids heard this, they were blessed and retreated to the side.

The warmth begins to grind the ink carefully, and so does the phoenix flute!

When the emperor saw this, he said, "Everyone wait while eating!" ”