Xia Yiruo looked at Jun Yuxin's smug eyes, and casually played with the wine glass in her hand, Xia Yiruo believed that the next time would be hers!

In that case, why bother?

Xia Yiruo played with the ball to Ying'er, with a look that you don't have to return it, and then stood up, looking at the people sitting with condescending eyes.

The three children looked at their mothers with excited faces, their mothers were about to grow up!

The corners of Xia Yiruo's mouth rose slightly, with a momentum of looking at the world, and the people watching almost wanted to kneel down and worship.

"Since this ball is related to me, then I can't shirk it, just like last time, I will continue to write a poem." Xia Yiruo said.

Jun Yuxin didn't care, everyone would prepare one or two poems, which is normal, and it will be different if there will be a few more rounds! See how she makes poems on the spot, and when the time comes, all of them will be exposed!

"The three paths of the old garden spit out the secluded bushes, and the frost fell into the blue sky overnight. How many people have not returned to the end of the world, and they have borrowed the fence to watch the autumn wind. This poem expressed how much sadness it said for those literati and ink writers, and the eldest princess sighed.

However, before everyone woke up from the shock, Xia Yiruo spoke again, "No, no, this poem is not good, I'll think of another one!" ”

"The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard, and it is difficult for the cold and fragrant butterflies to come. If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together. ”

Everyone was shocked again, what kind of poetry is this, should you write it so well!

Blow, what a blow! Everyone was like being struck by lightning, the one who was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside! However, this is not enough......

"No, it's still not good enough, let's do another song!" Xia Yiruo was still not satisfied.

One poem after another was read out, counting it to be no less than twenty, everyone was stunned, looking at Xia Yiruo like a ghost, this is still not a peasant girl, is it still not a person!

actually made more than 20 poems at once, but I am afraid that the most prestigious genius of the dynasty, Mrs. Ye, is not extremely Xia Yiruo!

I heard that Mrs. Ye was the apprentice of Master Yunhe, and Mrs. Ye was the champion back then, which made Yunhe beautiful, but later Mrs. Ye was too conceited, and the path he took was inconsistent with Yunhe, Yunhe was disheartened, and decided to dismiss his official position and return to Shen County, Yinxian County, and swore that he would never accept apprentices again in this life, but in the past two years, news came out that Yunhe accepted apprentices again, and they were two peasant boys! This surprised many people in the court, but it was more sarcasm, and the irony was that he could only be in the company of lowly people now!

Of course, this Yunhe is also Yun Ning's grandfather, although Yunhe has left the court, but the influence is still very great, that Guo Fu was originally a variety of climbing this relationship, but unfortunately Yun He is also an upright person, and he doesn't want to help Guo Fu take any shortcuts, so that Guo Fu, who has repeatedly hit the wall, finally gave up this big tree and hugged other big trees instead!

Everyone present felt that this was Xia Yiruo's own poems, otherwise, who would prepare so many poems in advance, and each poem could still say the meaning and thoughts in it, just ask, who would prepare so much in advance, even if they prepared so much, they wouldn't remember so much!

"Do you want to continue? I can also make a lot of poems about chrysanthemums, I wonder if you are interested in listening? Xia Yiruo asked innocently.

The corners of the eldest princess's mouth twitched slightly, and Jun Yuxin, who was sitting next to the eldest princess, was angry and green, as for the others, needless to say, they were all colorful, this time it was really called the flower peacock.

Ying'er clapped her little hands and was happy to watch.