"How do the seventh princesses know that I won't, then you listen well, the grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind. Yun Ting said eloquently.

Mo Qiuyi's whole person was stupid: "Impossible, how can you compose poetry, this must be you stealing from others?" ”

"Since the seventh princess doesn't believe it, then I'm making a few songs for you. Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat. ”

"Wonderful, the artistic conception of Miss Yun's poem is really wonderful, the peach blossoms bloom in spring, everything recovers, ducks also swim in the water, and artemisia, reed buds, pufferfish, it is really a spring scene." A Wenchen was full of praise.

Other ministers also praised one after another, but they didn't expect Yun Ting to be so good at poetry.

Mo Qiuyi's face was extremely ugly, and she said angrily: "You must have cheated, you didn't even know how to recite poems just now, how can you compose poems?" ”

"The Seventh Princess's words are not right, who said that I can't recite poems, I just disdain, it's not interesting to compare with your group of flower fists and embroidered legs." Yun Ting replied lightly.

In a word, offend a large number of people.

"You, who do you say is the fist embroidered leg?" Mo Qiuyi said resentfully. kΑ

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"Why are the Seventh Princess so angry, you can also join me in the competition with Fu Shizi." Yun Ting proposed. Look at the book

"Okay, Princess Ben must teach you a lesson today." Mo Qiuyi gritted her teeth and said a spring poem.

Fu Yichen's black pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked at Yun Ting, it must be this ugly woman blind cat who met a dead mouse, and he recited another poem.

Yun Ting said casually, there are 300 Tang poems and Song lyrics, and if she can't compose poems, she will steal them, what is she afraid of, at this moment she really sighed at the wisdom of the ancients.

Then it was Mo Qiuyi again, and so on, but Mo Qiuyi couldn't say it when he memorized the fourth song, and Fu Yichen was also stuck when he memorized the tenth song.

It was Yun Ting, with a relaxed face, and when she opened her mouth, it was a poem, and the first one was incisive and unique, and she was praised by all the ministers.

"You should pity the moss on the tooth prints, and the small buckle firewood will not be opened for a long time. The spring garden can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Yun Ting recited another poem.

"Hongxing is out of the wall, haha, Yunting, do you really dare to say it?" Fu Yichen said disdainfully.

"I'm right, although Hongxing is describing a woman, she is also a man, if her own man is powerful and domineering, how can a woman go out of the wall." Yun Ting was not surprised at all.

"You, you ugly woman is really shameless." Fu Yichen's face turned black with anger.

The others blushed even more, and they all cast disdainful eyes, this Yun Ting is really open-mouthed, dare to say it. ia

"Su Su tidbits are late, and Fei Fei is light. The day is long male birds, and the spring is far away from the firewood. Yun Ting continued to recite.

Fu Yichen's face turned black and he almost fainted.

"Okay, if you lose, you lose, manly man, you can afford to lose." The emperor couldn't stand it anymore.

He didn't expect this Yun Ting to be so good at writing poetry, it was simply hanging Fu Yichen, and Qiu Yi couldn't even compare to her fur, this girl was definitely not an ordinary person.

Su Qingwu was extremely relieved and excited, she didn't expect Yun Ting to be so talented and so good at writing poetry, even if she was not as good as her, she suddenly didn't worry about her, this is definitely a master among the masters.

Fu Yichen was naturally unconvinced: "This son of the world has lost, but this son of the world has to compete with you for something else, this time I will choose." ”

"Okay, I'll be with you to the end." Yun Ting snorted lightly.

"That's like painting."

"Okay."

Mrs. Fu also wanted to know Yun Ting's ability, was she really as amazing as her mother, so she immediately asked someone to bring pen and ink.

"Do you want to join the Seventh Princess this time?" Yun Ting raised her eyebrows and looked over.

Mo Qiuyi glared at her angrily: "You don't deserve to try to paint with this princess, this princess has a sore hand, so she doesn't paint." ”

In fact, Mo Qiuyi is not good at it, she has already lost face twice in a row, but she doesn't want to be embarrassed by painting, otherwise her reputation will be worse than Yun Ting.

"That's a pity, I thought I would have a chance to lose to the Seventh Princess."

"Hmph, don't think about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, this princess won't believe you." Mo Qiuyi snorted angrily.

The next person brought pen and ink, I don't know if it was intentional, Yun Ting and Fu Yichen's drawing paper were accidentally stained with a drop of black ink.

"Why are you so careless, how do you make this Shizi draw, hurry up and change it?" Fu Yichen said with a displeased face.

"It's better to take this as an exam question for the two of us, it's boring to draw casually." Yun Ting proposed.

The emperor was interested: "Yun Ting's proposal is good, you two can use this piece of paper to play casually." ”

"Yes." Fu Yichen could only pick up a pen to draw.

Yun Ting was not in a hurry to start writing, staring at the black dot, thinking about what to draw.

A group of people brought wine and food, and now that the birthday banquet is halfway through, it is naturally necessary to serve hard dishes.

Looking at those sumptuous meals, Yun Ting's saliva was about to flow out, and glancing at Jun Yuanyou's handsome handsome handsome man, Yun Ting suddenly came up with an idea, picked up the pen and paper and drew quickly and skillfully.

Everyone looked at it in surprise, and they were curious about what Yun Ting would draw.

Mo Chihan's black pupils narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced here.

At this moment, Yun Ting stood in front of the table, her black face like coal, extremely serious, holding the brush skillfully and fluently, without thinking, looking at the ink pool with a serious painting.

He never knew that Yun Ting was like this when she was serious, she was obviously useless, she didn't learn anything, and suddenly she was so good at writing poetry, and she could paint------

In addition to being amazed, Mo Chihan was even more annoyed, hating Yun Ting for pretending to be stupid before, if he knew that she would be like this, I am afraid that he would not change his mind about retiring the book, so he would not face that coal face all day long.

The afterglow in the corner of Yun Ting's eyes caught a glimpse of the servant retreating, and immediately stopped writing: "Your Majesty, I'm done painting." ”

Fu Yichen froze: "Yun Ting, are you insulting this son, this is just a blink of an effort, how can you finish painting?" ”

"Fu Shizi's own painting is slow, don't expect others to be as slow as you, I'm still in a hurry to eat, I heard that the food in Fu Mansion is comparable to that of the palace chef, of course I can't treat myself badly." Yun Ting walked straight towards Jun Yuanyou.

"Yun Ting, are you really not painting anymore?" The emperor asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Okay, then I will give Fu Yichen time for a stick of incense, and judge the winner or loser of the painting after a stick of incense." The Emperor spoke.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yun Ting sat beside Jun Yuanyou.

Jun Yuanyou handed over the chopsticks: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry." ”

"Okay."

Jun Yuanyou helped her pick up vegetables on the side, extremely considerate, and Fu Yichen couldn't even draw anymore.

"Jun Yuanyou, are you still a man, you actually pick up vegetables for a woman, and you look so ugly, what about your dignity?" Fu Yichen said disdainfully.

"Women are used to spoil, and it is only natural for me to spoil my wife, what does it have to do with you." Jun Yuan replied domineeringly.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky, gray and black, exuded with heavy oppression, as if someone had splashed ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and blurred the clouds.

The clouds were stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning and rumbling thunder.

It was like a god roaring, echoing in the world.

Please download the iReading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The blood-colored rain, with desolation, fell to the earth.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The walls of the city are ruined, everything is decayed, and there are collapsed houses everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and broken flesh, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The once bustling streets are now bleak.

The dirt road that used to be crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only the blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was shocking to distinguish from each other.

Not far away, a broken carriage, deep in the mud, full of sorrow, except for an abandoned rabbit doll on the wheel, hanging on it, fluttering in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into a wet red, full of eerie and eerie.

The cloudy eyes seemed to have some resentment, and he looked at the mottled stones in front of him alone.

There, there was a figure lying on his stomach.

It was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, with a torn leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and remained motionless, the biting cold from all directions through his shabby coat, hitting his whole body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

The website is about to close, download the love reading app to watch the latest content for free, but even if the rain falls on his face, he doesn't blink his eyes, and stares coldly into the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, seven or eight feet away from him, a wizened vulture was gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest wind and grass will take off in an instant.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally submerged its head completely into the belly of the wild dog.

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