Both of them tacitly agreed not to talk about it, and soon the carriage was outside.

Mo gently got out of the car and was stunned by the scenery in front of him.

The red maple leaves all over the mountains look particularly spectacular, and there are many tourists here, the scenery is indeed very good.

"This is indeed a good place, why haven't you heard the general mention it before?"

"Alright, let's go over and have a look."

The princess said and naturally took her hand.

Ever since she knew that she was a woman, the princess felt that the distance between the two had become much less.

She didn't want to doubt anything.

"What are we going to do today?"

Mo spoke softly with some doubts.

"Look here for a while, pick up some beautiful leaves and make ornaments, and then I will ask Xi'er in the palace to send you out of the palace."

Although Mo Qingrou was not interested in these things, this was still the kindness of the third princess to herself.

She was too embarrassed to refuse, so she nodded.

"Thank you so much."

The third princess just smiled indifferently and didn't say anything.

"You don't have to follow the two of us, we'll be back later, you can take a look here."

Although the eunuchs and palace maids were a little hesitant, they did not dare to refuse the princess's order.

Seeing that "Mo Gongzi" was by the princess's side, the princess should not be in any danger, so she was relieved.

"Yes, princess, please be careful."

"We're going to join in the fun at the poetry club in front of us, and maybe we'll be able to meet some interesting people."

"Princess, you left them all over there, what if something happens?"

The third princess didn't pay attention to this matter.

"What's the big deal? Now that Sun Yueru has been locked up, does anyone else want to murder me, an unfavored princess? ”

The third princess said with some self-deprecation.

She felt that in the first half of her life, except for the last time when she accidentally fell into the water, her father cared a little more about herself.

Other times, I'm just like an inconsequential person.

Why think so? The emperor has a lot of opportunities, and it is normal for him to care less about you. ”

Although Mo Qingrou didn't like the Song Dog Emperor very much, she still subconsciously comforted her when she saw that the third princess was so unhappy.

"Well, why bother saying these things? I know you don't like my father, there's no need to hide it from me, I don't care about these useless things. ”

After speaking, the third princess pulled Mo gently and desperately went into the pile.

Mo gently saw the poems made by these people, and only felt that this level was indeed very ordinary.

After she learned Li Du and other famous masterpieces, these things were just some unbearable garbage for her.

She felt a little sorry for the people now, and she hadn't even heard of those excellent sentences.

"These literati and writers can only give full play to their sour and rotten literary talents at this time, and their writing is really average, but no one is allowed to say it."

The third princess spoke very disdainfully.

Mo Qingrou didn't speak, just smiled slightly.

"We just need to find a place to sit, I don't think these young ladies are easy to provoke, and I'd better stay away from them."

"Afraid of what? No matter how bad I am, I'm a princess, and you have a general behind you to support you, even if you offend these people, it's not a big deal. ”

Mo Qingrou also felt very helpless after hearing this, so she had to follow the princess to continue the tour.

"The prize of this poetry meeting is a box of raw muscle powder, this thing is very good, and it is really useless to give it to these people."

The third princess has always spoken with disgust.

"Muscle-growing? What is this? ”

Mo Qingrou felt that she had never heard this word before.

"It's a very useful medicine for wounds, apply it to the injured area, even if it is a scar that has been sparked for many years, and then new skin can be born, I know it's real when I look at the box."

After hearing this miraculous effect, Mo Qingrou's first thought was An Shuangchi's scarred back.

If I can bring this thing back to him, I'm afraid the wound in the back can still be relieved.

Mo Qingrou has a great interest in this thing, but he feels that he is very bad at it.

Don't you know if the poems you have heard in the past have appeared in this world?

"Princess, do you think I can go to this contest? I kind of want that. ”

The third princess looked at her expression, and naturally understood something.

An Shuangchi has been fighting in the north and south all year round, and this thing is indeed a good medicine for him.

"If you want to, you don't need to participate in this, I'll go and rummage through the palace, there should still be some of these things."

The third princess is still very generous to her favorite friends.

Mo gently but very clearly refused.

"How can this work? Mine has thought of a few wonderful verses, and the princess can help me listen to them. ”

The third princess didn't expect this girl to do this, and she soon became interested.

"Tell me, although I don't have much research on these things, I can still hear the good and the bad."

Mo Qingrou silently said sorry in his heart ten thousand times before he spoke:

"Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. As soon as the cranes line the clouds in the clear sky, it will lead poetry to the blue sky. ”

Mo said this poem softly and carefully.

I just feel that I am very shameless, and I actually take such a famous work as my own.

If she said that she was caught by the princess, then she had nothing to say.

"How's it going, princess?"

Hua Mei lives in this era, but she has never heard of such beautiful verses, and she instantly feels that the girl in front of her is really a friend worth making.

"Rou'er, I didn't expect you to have this skill, it really opened my eyes, I have never heard such good poetry before, if you take it to the competition, you will definitely be able to come out on top, and then these sour and rotten literati will be disgraced."

Mo Qingrou was relieved to hear this, it seems that the people here are not at the same level as the era in which they live.

"Let's go, don't hesitate, I'll take you."

The third princess didn't finish talking and pulled Mo Qingrou over, knowing that Mo Qingrou was not very good at writing brushes, and the princess even helped her copy these words on paper before handing them over to the examiner.

All that's left to do is wait for them to announce the results.

Mo Qingrou didn't feel apprehensive at all, after all, this is Liu Yuxi's masterpiece, which of these people in front of him can compare to his talent?

"I think you're too powerful, just say a few words casually, it's such a masterpiece."

Mo Qingrou felt very embarrassed when he heard these words, and could only speak:

"Actually, I didn't write it, but I heard my father read a few words, I guess he said it, I just wanted that thing so much, that's why I ...... The princess must not tell anyone about this. ”

The third princess also nodded knowingly when she heard this.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

They sat down there for a short while, and this time the results were announced.

"Where is Young Master Mo Qing?"

The examiner said with a glint in his eyes, looking very satisfied with the poem.

The Lingwu Dynasty is still martial, and it has not been such a good poem for many years.

Although Mo Qingrou felt very embarrassed, she finally stood up silently.

"Please advise."

"Did you really write this poem yourself?"

The examiner confirmed it again in disbelief.

"Yes......"

Mo replied softly and was very unconfident, after all, these things were not imagined by himself.

"Great! This poem is so well written! ”

Immediately afterwards, these old scholars expressed their opinions on the poem.

Mo Qinggently sat down and listened to it, feeling very embarrassed in his heart, and his face was also a little hot.

"I haven't seen this talented Mo Gongzi before, and I don't know where Mo Gongzi is from and who he is trained from."

The examiner looked at the "teenager" in front of him with some curiosity, who only looked like he was only a teenager.

Mo Qingrou could only tell the truth about his fake identity, saying that he had no teacher.

After hearing this, everyone here was stunned.

Most of them have received guidance from famous teachers, but they really have no level of poetry composing.

Now when I hear that this boy who suddenly appeared has not undergone professional study, but can come up with such a good sentence, my heart is naturally unbalanced.

"My lord, I think this little brother may have just written such a good sentence on a whim, and I don't know if Jiang Lang will finish writing this sentence."

"But there is no rule that you must have real talent to participate in this competition."

The examiner replied very seriously.

Naturally, these scholars will not let go of this opportunity so easily.

They weren't very interested in the prize, but it was an opportunity for them to make a name for themselves.

There were more and more protesters below, and the examiner also felt very helpless, and then asked a little embarrassed:

"Master Mo, I don't know if you can compose another poem."

Mo Qingrou felt that the old man in front of him looked good, and she didn't want to embarrass him too much.

"That's fine, just have to make me think about it."

So, Mo Qingrou could only sit down very calmly, and being able to make a poem had already made these people very admired, and if he didn't think about it for a while now, wouldn't it be too shameful to give them face?