As soon as the words came out, the ministers in the palace began to shout, what happened to the eighth princess? Don't you know the riddle of Fengning Guoshang? Why do you want to die?

"Since the eighth princess said so, then ......" Before the envoy finished speaking, Mo Zhe said: "I don't agree, the eighth princess, you think clearly, if you lose, you will die." The envoy thought that the emperor was going to retreat, but he didn't expect that he didn't care about the city at all.

"Father, do you think your son will lose?" Cher smiled. Mo Zhe suddenly understood, it seemed that his daughter-in-law here was bound to win. Zixuan looked at Xue'er, a hint of smile and doting in his eyes. And Rou Yue beside him was full of jealousy, Xiao Han was full of worry, Xue'er pulled Xiao Han's hand: "Daddy, don't worry, I will definitely win!" Believe me! ”

"Kid, you have to be careful, understand? You're just lovely! Xiao Han said with a smile.

"Let's get started!" Xue'er said lightly. "Since it was the Eighth Princess who proposed it, then it's up to you to ask the question!" The messenger said.

Xue'er smiled secretly, what she was waiting for was your words, the hall was silent, and everyone was waiting for Xue'er to speak.

Xue'er smiled and said, "Then you're welcome?"

"Please!" The messenger said.

"What can I borrow and not pay it back?"

"Light!" The messenger replied, giving Cher a smug look. It's that simple? Hum!

Yes, there are two brushes! Continue: "Under what circumstances do people smoke from all seven holes?"

"Poisoned?"

"Wrong, cremation!" Cher smiled and continued, "What wine can't you drink?"

"Poisoned wine!"

"Wrong. It's iodine wine, and next, what melon can't be eaten? ”

"Rotten melon?" At this time, the envoy was already full of cows.

"Wrong, fool!" Xue'er clapped her hands: "You lost, please hand over the city!"

"This ...... The eighth princess hasn't answered my question yet, this time I ask the eighth princess to compose a poem! ”

Traitor, how can there be such a thing, Xue'er didn't smile: "Please ask the question!"

"Please use autumn to compose poetry."

"Listen up. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. Xue'er racked her brains to come up with Wang Wei's poem. Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, but I borrowed your poem.

"Okay, a good king and grandson can stay." Mo Zhe clapped his hands and applauded.

"Envoy, do you have anything to say?" Cher asked with an eyebrow.

"Speechless, of course the three cities will give it to you. My emperor will definitely not find it to lose at your hands. "Make the ministers laugh and not laugh.

"The eighth princess is really powerful. It's a pity that it's a woman, otherwise it must be a pillar of Xuanyue! Someone sighed.

Zixuan looked at Xue'er, the baby is so powerful, it was an eye-opener for her husband. Zidu was so dark, I didn't expect Xue'er to have such a powerful side. Xiao Ying'er is obviously very unconvinced, damn, damn slut.

"Thank you for the compliment, if Xue'er is a man, she will definitely contribute to Xuanyue, and the poem is just a casual talk." Cher said modestly.

"Since everyone Aiqing said so, then I made an exception to let the eighth princess Xiao Xue'er be the princess of the Dynasty at one time to contribute to Xuanyue." As soon as Mo Zhe said, the hall began to shout, and a courtier said: "Your Majesty, don't do it, this ......"

"Aiqing, why not, the eighth princess's talent, it's a waste if you don't use it, let's talk about it, why not?"

"Back to the emperor, since ancient times, a woman is a virtuous ...... if she is not talented"

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked back by Mo Zhe: "Then I'll let her be the first!" My mind has been decided, don't say it, go down. ”

"Father, the son thinks that he can't take on this responsibility."

"You can just plan. Well, that's it! Mo Zhe pretended to be impatient and said.

"Yes." Xue'er is helpless, oh my God, why is this so, I wouldn't have come if I had known, woo, I have to go out early and return late, and besides, Mo Zixuan doesn't have to go to court, why do I want it, woo, it's miserable.

Of course, Xue'er's prime minister's father was in a mixed mood at this time, sad that his daughter was likely to be involved in the court struggle, and happy that he had such a daughter, which made him feel gratified.