p> two talented men bowed their hands to Ling Yuyanqian.

"That little woman might as well be respectful!"

Ling Yuyan covered her lips with a fan, and gave her two talented people a salute, her willow eyebrows twisted slightly for a moment, her red lips opened slightly, and she made a beautiful voice like a yellow warbler, giving out a five-word quatrain that she thought she could win the top.

"Good! Wonderful! That's wonderful! ”

Not only did the two talented people on the stage praise it, but also the talented and beautiful people who were not selected in the audience, as well as the onlookers, all cheered for Ling Yuyan's poems.

Ling Yuyan, who couldn't help but be overjoyed, and her vanity was greatly satisfied, faced the people who cheered for her, and thanked her: "The little girl is here to thank you for your support!" ”

The soft and tactful voice was once again exchanged for applause and cheers from everyone.

"Two sons, please!" When everyone in the audience stopped, Ling Yuyan said politely to the two talented people standing not far from her.

"Brother Ren, come first!"

The talented man in the green shirt said to the tall thin man in the moon-white robe beside him.

"Brother Xie Li is polite, Ren is not welcome."

After the modesty, the tall and thin man did not think about it, and wrote a poem.

In exchange for the same applause.

"Ziran, what do you think?" Xuanyuan Qing turned his head and asked the handsome man in white sitting on his left.

This man in white has the surname Mo, his name is Muyun, and his name is Ran.

He is a famous genius in the capital and even Xuanyuan.

"Yes, the poems made by Miss Ling Er and that Ren Gongzi are all masterpieces. However, in terms of artistic conception, Mo is more optimistic about the poems given by Ren Gongzi. ”

Mo Muyun is a person with a good character, and he has no intention of insulting others at all because he is friends with King Xuanyuan Qing of Qi.

He sought truth from facts and replied to King Xuanyuan Qing's question.

Ling Yuyan, who went out to be complacent, didn't know that she had missed the leader at the moment.

Boudoir poems, compared with the mammoth works of male children, in the eyes of the talented Mo Muyun, it is not a grade at all.

Because of King Qi's face, the comments that Mo Muyun said from his mouth had already given Ling Yuyan enough decency.

The talented man surnamed Li, after the previous talented man finished writing the poem, gave a poem in an extremely arrogant tone that completely lost his original level.

Scattered applause rang out, which made Li Caizi's face greatly ashamed.

Ling Yuyan felt that she was the leader, and it was hers that she was nine times out of ten. There was a touch of disdain in his eyes, and he quickly swiped it, and the lotus step moved lightly, and when he reached Ling Wushuang, he said softly to him, "Is my sister ready?" The big guys are waiting for you! ”

Smiling like a flower, Ling Wushuang pretended to be shy, and replied in a weak voice: "Sister, my throat is a little uncomfortable, if my sister doesn't mind, how about I write it directly on paper, sister?" ”

laughed to death, Dou Da didn't know a few words, and he was ashamed to write poems with a pen in front of the two princes and Xuanyuan's "first talent" Ziran Gongzi.

This time her face is so embarrassed, see how she can live in the world again? Last time, I was lucky, I didn't die and came back to life. Next time, it won't be so good!

Ling Yuyan suppressed the ridicule in her eyes, and said politely, "What's not to do?" My sister's talent, my sister has seen it, good poetry and good calligraphy, and my sister's hand jumped on the paper, which is no better. I want to come to the two princes and several other judges, and there is no objection. ”

(A more offered, remember to collect, recommend, comment on the support of Xuan!) The second watch is coming! ）