Princess Hele directly slapped the table and stood up, her voice a little sharp, "This is impossible!" ”

All the literati and writers knelt down, even if they had the courage to lie to these powerful people present, they didn't see that even the Queen Mother was staring at them gloomily.

Obviously, there has been no such situation in previous years, why is this year so terrifying, those people who knelt down are all in a cold sweat.

"Hele." The Queen Mother was still able to hold her breath and whispered to Princess Hele.

Princess Hele glared fiercely at the person kneeling on the ground, and then sat down very unwillingly, full of suspicion in her heart.

"Since it is the first place, I will read the poem out for the big guy to appreciate and appreciate." The Queen Mother opened her mouth lightly, obviously she also didn't believe it, and she actually compared her poems to the bottom, which was really hateful.

Where did the literati and ink writers who knelt on the ground dare to delay, they hurriedly went to get the poems written by Mu Tilian, read out the poems on the rice paper, and nodded while reading, they had never seen such good poems, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a quatrain for the ages.

After listening to this, the Queen Mother's face was a little gloomy, and it seemed that this first place was well deserved.

After listening to Bai Luoyi on the side, her face was a little stiff, she never thought that the first place was not her!

How could Muti pity this hillbilly, how could he chant poetry against him, this is definitely a coincidence, absolutely yes!

Dongfang Jinjing on the side was excited, she didn't expect Mu Ti Lian to have such talent, it seems that she and Mu Di Lian are good friends, and it is also correct, look at this hypocritical face, what kind of anger has become.

"Li'er's poetry is really good." Dongfang Jinjing clapped her hands and praised.

Everyone present echoed it, which is not very good.

"It's just luck." Muti smiled faintly and said very modestly.

When Princess Hele heard this, her heart was full of doubts and finally had an answer, she said how could Mu Ti Lian be so powerful, it must be that Mu Ti Lian prepared a lot of poems in advance, and it happened to be related to this flower, so she won the game, or these literati and ink writers were afraid of Shi Xiuchen, so they had to lie for Mu Ti Lian, or they had to replace Mu Ti Lian with some poems they prepared, after all, it was so chaotic just now, and I don't know if anyone had done anything.

It seems that we will have to think of a way later.

"The next step is to announce the last three." Although Dongfang Jinjing was excited, she did not forget the process, and looked at those literati and inkmen and asked.

After listening to Mu Tilian's poems, they knew how bad their poems were, so they were worried that the last three would be themselves.

After all, being punished is a trivial matter, and losing face is the real big thing.

Those literati and inkmen hurriedly said the last three, all of them were some people who were not famous, and Princess Hele didn't care much, they just asked them to quickly draw the label of punishment, and then hurry up to the next round of the competition.

Those who lost the game were very aggrieved at the moment to go up to draw lots, they thought that this draw would not be any difficult punishment anyway, so they were not too nervous, and everyone quickly drew one.

The result was indeed as they thought, either playing the piano or dancing, which was indeed very simple for them, the young ladies and ladies who had been learning singing and dancing since childhood.

(End of chapter)