Everyone beat the abacus loudly, and couldn't help but smile when they thought that their children could win the favor of the emperor or the children of important ministers in the court.

When the queen on the phoenix throne saw such a scene, she was already expecting it; There was no change on his face, and he still looked at Feng Qiyue beside him with dignified eyes, waiting for his answer.

Feng Qiyue didn't have much of an opinion on this. Knowing what these ministers were thinking, he still spoke, "The queen's proposal is good, so let's make poetry for fun." He wanted to see what kind of talents the children of the important ministers of the court would have.

The Son of Heaven has already responded, and the sons who came with the ministers are rubbing their shoulders one after another, and they all look like they are bound to win; And although the ladies are not as obvious as the man's family, they are still holding their bodies, but there is also a trace of confidence on their faces, which makes people look forward to the next poetry performance.

A proposal to compose a poem made the banquet more lively and lively.

Ling Han sat in his place, watching those sons and ladies come out of their positions uncontrollably, but he was very calm; Xiao Meng Qiqi beside him opened his mouth and said to the wind and tide beside him, "Little uncle, who do you think will win among the sons and ladies here?" ”

Hearing this, Ling Han also pricked up his ears. Although Feng Yangxi is still young, it can't change the fact that he grew up in the palace since he was a child, but he wants to hear what Feng Yangxi's opinion is.

"If Brother Yi Wang participates, they are not opponents." Feng Yangxi glanced at the sons and ladies at the banquet very seriously, and then glanced at Feng Yangyu, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and whispered very seriously.

Xiao Meng Qiqi was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, glanced at Feng Qianmo, who was sitting above, and said in a low voice, "According to what you say, if my father participates, he can't compare to your brother Yi Wang?" ”

Obviously, he was stunned for a moment, looking at Xiao Meng Qiqi beside him with a pair of innocent big eyes, and his innocent words blurted out because of this, "You just asked me who will win the princess and the young ladies at this banquet, and you didn't say anything about Brother Yi and Brother Mo." ”

If you want to fight with Feng Yangxi, I felt uncomfortable when I heard Feng Yangxi take the initiative to mention Feng Yangyu, and Xiao Meng Qiqi also grabbed the words, "I didn't ask you, Brother Yi Wang, and you still told your Brother Yi Wang!" ”

Both of them are stumbling on the death principle, and neither will let anyone. The wind and the tide are simple, and I don't know what little Mengqiqi means at all; As for Xiao Mengqiqi, at least he has to think about some things more deeply than Feng Yangxi, and he also thinks that his father is much better than Feng Yangyu, and he will not give in.

For a while, before the war of composing poems started, the two children got up first because of an unknown result.

Seeing this, Ling Han couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, what's there to worry about, just look at it." After saying that, Ling Han didn't care about the two of them, but felt that Xiao Mengqiqi and Feng Yangxi would have a childlike heart together.

Feng Yangxi and Xiao Meng Qiqi both glanced at each other, thought about what Ling Han said very seriously, and immediately agreed to restore the peace just now.

The first to stand up was the son of the Hubu Shangshu, who made a gesture in the direction of Feng Qiyue, and then said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival feast is happy, singing and dancing are promoted and the poems are recited, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and the world is happy." ”

A poem fell, and the son of Tobe Shangshu was just about to make a move, and the people who were dissatisfied with him on the other side also stood up and opened their mouths to be a poem.

One after the other, it was originally a poem pair, but it was more like showing who was more talented and comparing.

Looking at the relatively fierce scene in front of him, Feng Yangyu, who had been silent, finally stood up from his position, looked around, and said casually, "The birch chrysanthemum is fragrant, the osmanthus is fragrant, the moon is fragrant, the clouds are flowing water, and the moonlight is auspicious." ”

The people who had been talking about the verses all paused, and when they heard the verses of the wind and feathers, they felt that there was still a difference.

Some people also have the courage to think that their poems are better than the wind and feathers, and they have the courage to say, "The flower is full moon, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is happy; Bright Moon Residence Reunion, blessings to send friends. ”

However, the poem had just fallen, and Feng Yangyu opened his mouth again, "A hundred flowers bloom to welcome the Mid-Autumn Festival, and every household is happy to pottery; Singing and laughing continuously, beaming with joy and good luck. For a moment, the noisy banquet also fell silent.

Feng Yangyu just stood calmly in place, looking at the sons of armor who were originally composing poems together, looking very warm, without a little impatience.

Some sons still don't give up, and continue to speak, while Feng Yangyu continues to say without mind, every line of poetry is so logical, just this ability to think about it has already frightened these daughters and sons.

Qin Xuewei, who was still sitting at the banquet, was a little surprised to look at the wind feather who stood up and looked fearless, and her whole body exuded a confident light, in fact, many people were defeated under his mouth one by one.

Seeing the eyes of those important ministers and daughters who couldn't help but raise their feathers to the wind and cast their eyes with admiration, Qin Xuewei felt proud in her heart. This is her Qin Xuewei's husband! Although Hu has an unknown side in King Yi's mansion, it cannot be denied that Feng Yangyu is indeed very face-saving outside.

After all, there are very few people who can gallop on the battlefield and roll in officialdom. And Feng Yangyu is obviously a talented person.

For the first time, Qin Xuewei agreed that Feng Yangyu was her husband, and it was also the first time that Qin Xuewei didn't want to sit opposite Feng Qianmo when she thought of Feng Yangyu, and she only had Feng Yangyu in her eyes.

Feng Qiyue, who was sitting on the first seat, saw that Feng Yangyu had already defeated everyone, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Feng Qianmo, only to see Feng Qianmo's lazy face, sitting in place and drinking tea casually, looking at the poetry scene in front of him with interest, but he had no intention of standing up.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

"What? Didn't anyone come out and fight King Yi for a few more rounds? Restraining his emotions, Feng Qiyue looked at the people at the banquet with a smile, but he really hoped that one or two people could come out to continue the fierce occasion.

Just no.

"King Yi is talented, and the small people succumb." Some of the sons who had just played against Feng Yangyu stood up one after another, and waved in the direction of Feng Qiyue, and then looked at Feng Yangyu who was standing in front of him with some compliments and said.

"King Yi is indeed extraordinary, Xiaomin has done his best, but he has not been able to gain the upper hand in words." The sons and ladies of some other ministers also stood up one after another, all saying that the skills of Feng Yangyu are really good.

The ministers who were originally sitting on the side and watching also opened their mouths one after another, "King Yi's eloquence is really good, and this talent is the blessing of the emperor." ”

"Originally, I thought that King Yi was a martial artist, and there would still be fewer poems about these things, but when I saw it today, I was clumsy."

"Yi Wang is really capable."

……

Everyone spoke one after another, all of them praising the wind and feathers. At the same time, Feng Yangyu looked humble and made a gesture to those ministers and young ladies of the court, "You have praised it, what this king has learned is only a drop in the bucket, but he is ugly in front of you." ”

Some ministers couldn't help but say, "King Yi, don't be modest. With these facts in front of you, how can it be Miao Zan! ”

Feng Yangyu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, had already lost his usual arrogance at this time, and his breath was very normal; Standing quietly in front of the seat, he looks like a handsome man, with a demeanor and a talent.

"Makes you laugh." Feng Yangyu smiled warmly, and was about to turn around to compliment Feng Qiyue, but an accident happened.

There was a sneer, and even this sneer overshadowed the compliments of everyone just now, full of disdain. I don't know if it's disdain for everyone's compliments, or if I have an opinion about the disguise of Feng Yangyu.

But without exception, everyone's eyes fell on the seat of Feng Qianmo, who they had forgotten, and fell on the little Meng Qiqi who sneered.

No one dared to ask first, even Feng Yangyu, who was sneered, only frowned, and finally stretched out his mouth and said very generously, "Could it be that Mu Han has something to say?" ”

Feng Qianmo, who was sitting in his place, turned a blind eye to the gazes that were placed on Xiao Mengqiqi and him and Ling Han, and was completely out of the way, sipping tea lightly, indifferent to what was happening in front of him.

When some ministers were attracted to the direction of Feng Qianmo by Xiao Mengqiqi's sneer, they found that from the banquet to the present, this family was so quiet as if it did not exist, and they had only seen Feng Yangyu and the others.

But he ignored that there was also a King Jing side by side with Feng Yangyu!

It's just that when I heard their compliments on the wind and feathers, they didn't react at all, isn't this composure a bit too much? Do they really not care about King Yi's influence on them at all?

Everyone's thoughts are very different, and when they look at Feng Qianmo, they are also dyed with a trace of uncertainty. If it weren't for King Jing who didn't care about anything, it was that his mind was even deeper; Either way, it's not easy to mess with!

As if those eyes were all air, compared to the slightly nervous Feng Yangxi around him, the party Xiao Meng Qiqi took these eyes as nothing, and didn't even glance at Feng Yangyu on the other side, but the immature voice sounded at the banquet, "Although you are my uncle, we don't seem to be familiar to that extent." ”

Little Monchici never felt that he was a big-hearted man. Or he can indeed be broad-minded in other things, but the mother who bullied him will remember it in his heart.

The light ridicule and sarcasm are self-inflicted, and contrived.

Although Feng Yangyu's face has not changed, he is still as warm as jade, but he already hates it in his heart. Anyone who sees him will give him a little thin face, even little Mengqiqi's father, Feng Qianmo will not lose his face so much on the bright side, but now it's good, a little kid actually told him that he is not so familiar with him?!

God knows when he didn't want the wind to be the wind and the rain in the capital, but now he is being ignored by a little kid to this extent, how can he be willing in his heart.

It's just that it would be better to maintain your demeanor in front of everyone, and Feng Yangyu could only cough awkwardly, "It's the king's negligence, but as an uncle, he rarely walks around with Mu Han." ”

Tsundere twisted her head to the side, and little Meng Qiqi didn't care very much, "Forget it, I still want to live a quiet life for a few days, so I won't bother Uncle you to visit in person!" The words were full of disgust for Feng Yangyu, which made others breathe a sigh of relief, but it made Feng Yangyu's face a little unbearable.

There was a great silence for a while, and the ministers did not dare to speak, for fear of touching the thunder point of the wind and feathers, but they also felt that little Meng Qiqi was not a person to provoke; And Feng Yangyu was choked by Xiao Mengqiqi's merciless words so much that he couldn't even speak, so he could only put his hands on both sides in embarrassment, looking at the little Mengqiqi who twisted his head to the side arrogantly.