Chapter One Hundred and Three: What Sue Is She?
"Hmph, what about you coming out?! I don't know if it's right or wrong. Lin Ziqi poured cold water on Su Mujiu coldly, with endless mockery in his eyes.
Feng Tong glanced at the bamboo, and the bamboo came to the front of Lin Ziqi in an instant, and a cold sword against Lin Ziqi's neck.
The men in black pulled out the long swords in their hands in unison, and aimed at the bamboo one after another, but they didn't dare to act rashly.
No matter how fast their swords were, they couldn't reach the speed of bamboo.
"Feng Tong, what do you mean by this? Have you forgotten that we are partners?! Lin Ziqi squinted his eyes, even though he was being pointed at by a cold long sword, his face was still light and light.
"Entering this palace depends on their own ability, if Gongzi Lin speaks to Su Su like this, what can I do if I break off cooperation?" Feng Tong chuckled, like a new moon, and her eyelashes were curved.
"You-" Lin Ziqi's eyes lit up, but he turned to laugh out loud.
In the past, he and Feng Tong were restricted everywhere and were at a disadvantage.
Now Feng Tong did not hesitate to expose his weakness in front of him, but it was also an opportunity.
He hid his face with one hand, with a smile in his eyes, his fingertips flicked the blade of the bamboo, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I promise not to be cynical again, okay?" ”
Only then did Zhu put away his long sword and returned to Feng Tong's side.
The men in black also put away their blades, and the tense atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
Su Mujiu lowered his eyes, and Su Mujiu heard the conversation between the two of them just now.
The person with the unicorn mask in front of him is not a good person at first glance.
I don't know what Feng Tong and him are cooperating with?
Could it be that the purpose of his coming to Datang is not just as simple as proton?
"It's over~" Niangniang's leisurely voice echoed in the air.
It seems that as long as she doesn't really see blood, she will be happy to see the two sides arguing.
That's what makes this game interesting, isn't it?
"Please reveal the answer!" Lin Ziqi shook the folds on his robe and bowed respectfully to the palace.
He had just suffered a loss in front of him, and he knew that he had to make a mistake at this time.
"Little girl, you still have a little meaning, this is all right~ Hurry, it's really fast~" Niangniang's voice was full of happiness, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time.
"This ...... How can it be? Lin Ziqi's face turned pale, obviously he didn't expect Su Mujiu to be able to answer correctly.
This pair not only needs to learn to be rich and rich, but also to understand the allusions.
How did she answer?!
"Mother, please give the second question." Su Mujiu said respectfully.
"Don't be discouraged, you only need to answer two of these three questions correctly, and you will be eligible to enter this palace!" Niangniang seemed to look like she didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and she specially admonished.
Originally, the forest period already felt that it was impossible for him, so he could only wait for the opportunity to move.
After hearing Niangniang's remarks, a ray of light crossed his eyes, he arched his hand, and said more and more respectfully: "Niangniang, please give me the question!" ”
Su Mujiu: "......"
This is playing with her, right?
Knowing this, she might as well not show her edge in the first question.
After answering the question, she looked at Shang Fengtong's slightly inquiring eyes, she was very weak-hearted, okay!
"This palace has always loved flowers, so you can use flowers as the theme at will and compose a poem~" Niangniang gave the second question.
Lin Ziqi glanced at Su Mujiu confidently, his eyes were raised, and he was full of pride.
He came up with a catchy song, "The water in the palace courtyard flows eastward, and the spring light is lazy and leans on the breeze." The snow forest is open and ownerless, and the lovely crimson loves light red. ”
Lin Zi wrote the snow forest grass into the poem, which was nothing more than to do what he liked.
"Not bad, not bad." The mother approvingly, and seemed to be very satisfied with the poem.
Lin Ziqi saw Su Mujiu groaning on the side, his thin lips moved, and he was about to fall into the well, but when he saw Feng Tong's gaze, he could only suppress the words.
What if there is a phoenix to keep it?
Can't answer right now?
Lin Ziqi's eyes were full of ridicule, and he looked at Su Mujiu with all kinds of displeasure.
It's not that Su Mujiu doesn't want to answer, but she is thinking about something.
Her master is good at the Five Elements Technique, so she naturally has a lot of research on formations, and she got a message about the question just now, but she is afraid that this person who makes the formation really has something to do with her master.
The two of them are both named Clearance Masters, aren't the two of them the same teacher?
Or is there some inextricable relationship in it that she doesn't know about?
Although this idea is very absurd, Su Mujiu wants to give it a try.
She bit her lip, her gaze becoming firm.
She looked up at the palace gate, her long inky hair was flying, her eyes were shining with glass, and her delicate face was shining at this moment.
Her thin lips lifted slightly, "Dull and light yellow, soft and soft, and the affection is far away, only fragrant." Why should it be light blue and dark red, it is the first class among flowers. Mei Ding is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the opening of the painting crown Mid-Autumn Festival. People can think ruthlessly, and they don't see anything back then. ”
Her voice is like a cuckoo ethereal, piercing everyone's heart.
She spoke at a high or low pace, with a strong sense of emotion.
In an instant, everyone seemed to see a playful woman, lingering among the flowers, with endless joy between her eyebrows, she justified the name of the osmanthus flower, and expressed her own feelings.
"Huh." Lin Ziqi snorted coldly, he felt that although Su Mujiu's poem was good, he did not mention Xuelincao.
At this time, instead of singing the praises of snow forest grass, but singing plums?
Do you want to say that you have noble feelings?
It's really funny!
Lin Ziqi's head was raised high, and he looked at Su Mujiu like a victor.
Although he can't be ridiculed verbally, he can be suppressed with actions, right?
After Su Mujiu finished reading this poem, her palms were already secretly sweating.
She's a high roller at the moment, and she's going to give it her all.
This poem was written by Li Qingzhao, and her master, Master Jingkong, loved this female lyricist the most.
Among his many poems, he prefers this one.
If this dream-like person really has anything to do with her master, then this poem will definitely be able to win the favor of the mother!
"Little girl, you really didn't disappoint me~ You like your words very much, so you can count this question as your victory~" The flowers and branches of the mother's smile trembled, and the tone was endlessly playful.
"No...... That's impossible! "Lin Ziqi can't believe it, why did he lose?!
It's clear that his poetry is even better!
"Then the palace is going to have a third question-" Niangniang regarded Lin Ziqi as nothing, and continued to speak.
This was interrupted by Lin Ziqi.
"Niangniang, do you know who this little girl Su is?" Lin Ziqi's voice was eerie, and even the whole person seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
"Who?" Niangniang didn't seem to be interested, and asked perfunctorily.
"She is the daughter of Mu Wangfu, a descendant of the Su family, the first minister who held a long sword and opened up the territory for the Datanggou Emperor and destroyed the previous dynasty, and the biological daughter of the old prince Su!"
Lin Ziqi was heart-wrenching, with endless happiness in his eyes.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Su Mujiu with contempt as if he were looking at a piece of garbage.
Feng Tong's smile was put away, and his eyes looked at Lin Ziqi deeply.
"Master, do you want us to ......" Lan made a neck-cutting motion.
Feng Tong shook his head, killing people in this dream-like array, I am afraid that in the end, no one will be able to enter this palace.
He was a little worried about Su Mujiu's situation, after all, this was the palace of the previous dynasty.
And back then, the old prince Su did slaughter many powerful people of the previous dynasty.
It is precisely because Old Prince Su's hands are stained with the blood of the royal family that Emperor Tang is so jealous.