Didn't wait for Lord Fu to be cheeky and seduced, no, it was a temptation, it was an inducement, and Wu Zhiyue couldn't hold back to take the lead, and asked tentatively, sir, can I try again?

Lord Fu saw that it was the source of life-saving just now, and at this time he came to Pudu again!

Wu Zhiyue confirmed his eyes, received the signal encouragement in his eyes, and suddenly felt that his morale was high, and said loudly:

I love you

Got it!

Step aside!

Then peeked at Lord Fu's face, why did the corners of Lord Fu's mouth twitch so much, isn't this one bad?

It doesn't matter, I'll change this one again, so I said:

I love you

You love her,

I'm blind, and you're blind.

The corners of Lord Fu's mouth twitched even more, and Wu Zhiyue was busy saying, Adult, Adult, I still have, was interrupted by Lord Fu, said, very good, very good, these two songs are already great, concise, highlight the key points, cough cough, I really can't make it up, it's too difficult to stare and say nonsense!

But there is no way, I dare not neglect the source of life. When all the women saw that Lord Fu was such a heavy taste, they all said that they would give up the struggle, and in the poetry and book competition in the morning, they won the first place without a month.

The Jiuhua Hall was cheering, and the atmosphere was as warm as the New Year. The whole hall is bathed in the sea of joy, and even the little hen raised by the cook also fluttered her wings twice to show her cooperation, and the cook saw it, and said in her heart, just slaughtering a hen, and adding vegetables to Miss Yue at noon to replenish her body.

At this time, Wu Zhiyue nibbled on the chicken leg and smacked her lips and said, this chicken leg is really fragrant. The maids and old mothers are waiting like the stars holding the moon, looking nymphomaniac, admiring her eating appearance.

Wuzhi Yue raised the chicken leg, what, you want to taste it too?

No, no, no, we'll be satisfied when you eat!

What's more, the sharp maid Weimao and the hair-dragging master Yu Mo stood aside, constantly secretly wiping tears with the corners of their clothes, and the child who seemed to be in an immature mood finally came out!

The two of them are like Xianglin's sister-in-law, and they also know how to alternate shifts, and keep repeating, this is good!

I don't know what's going on now!

That's right, Lord Fu, please explain the reason? Feng Lin was puzzled.

The person who asked shamelessly was the fifth prince Fenglin, and I saw the queen in the Luanfeng Palace sitting at the top, and the five princes and the nine princes sitting on both sides of the bottom.

Sitting across from the three of them was Fu Jian, a member of the Cabinet University.

Feng Lin didn't believe that the chicken nest girl could win the first place in the poetry and book competition, and it was almost the same as shaking and clever to fool everyone, if she said that she would not be able to afford it. There must be shady.

There are also more doubts in my heart, as well as Queen Nangong and Feng Xi, the Ninth Highness.

Feng Yi said in his heart, Yue'er has a few brushes, I still know very well, if you say that those two brushes can be a talented woman, that day the kingdom is full of talented women, I don't believe it, let alone others, right now, only listen to Lord Fu Jian to explain the reason.

Lord Fu Jian's face was already frank at this time, he took a sip of tea, and slowly explained the reason.

It turned out that this morning, Lord Fu Jian got the instruction to ask the question, and came to the Qingyin Courtyard early to wait, the Qingyin Courtyard is located in Qifeng City, and the pavilions and pavilions are extraordinary, so I will not show it for the time being.

Qingyin courtyard from west to east, there is a pavilion called to do Qingyin Pavilion, this pavilion is built to be quiet in the middle of noisy, painting the flying clouds and beads curtain rolling rain, because it is quite high, standing on the pavilion, the scenery of the whole Fengjun City is in full view. The south of the pavilion looks at the people in the city of Fengjun, and there are thousands of smokes and rains. The north side of the pavilion looks at the dust in the distance, the sea is turbulent, and it is thousands of miles away.

Lord Fu Jian is sorry for this situation if he doesn't chant a few poems, and the poems are flourishing at the moment, and he can't help but point out the country.

After the questions used in the competition were finished, and a few limerick poems were written, the inspiration was exhausted, and Master Fu Jian suddenly felt hollowed out.

Very bored, lying on the table and chair of Qingyin Pavilion to believe in the reins, imaginative, scribbling.

Xu is this morning there was something wrong with the food of the Fu guy, Lord Fu suddenly felt a wave of overturning in his abdomen, quickly dropped the pen inkstone, and hurriedly went down to the pavilion to find the toilet Xuan to solve the urgent need.

Not long after, Fu Jian's family and small servant Fu rushed to call the adult, and saw that the adult had taken the yellow crane to go, and the place was empty of the adult's ink treasure.

Secretly this must be the ink treasure object to be used in today's poetry and book competition, why are adults so confused, throwing it out of thin air? I quickly put it away, so as not to be blinded by adults, and I am proud of my own heart.

Master Fu: You forcibly added drama to yourself, and you blamed me!

Fu Chong walked down the pavilion with Mo Bao in his arms, looking for the figure of the adult as he walked, at this time Fu Chong was immersed in the double happiness brought by diarrhea and the recurrence of hemorrhoids in the toilet, and he was ignorant of what was happening outside.

Fu Chong walked and stopped, and happened to bump into a palace man with high eyebrows and wide eyes, and the palace man looked panicked and looked around. Take a closer look at He Liu, who is in charge of today's poetry and book competition.

He Liu couldn't look around, seeing that the hour was coming, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and turned in circles on the spot. He ant saw Fu Chong, if he met a savior, he was overjoyed, Brother Fu, the poetry and book competition is about to start, and you can't look for adults everywhere, can you know the traces of adults?

Fu Chong said, I'm also looking for an adult? Strange, where can an adult go?

He Liu scratched his ears and cheeks, this was a missed time, how could it be good for the queen mother to blame.

Fu Chong said, but the adult's topic is here, so he brought out the ink treasure together.

He Liu flipped through the strange road, this year's competition is a proposition poem, these poems should not be, in the remaining pile, the two of them have a headache, which one is?

Fu Chong patted the Tianling cover and said, the above is, He Liu asked puzzledly, why did the little brother say this?

Adults usually like to eat rotten things first, and leave the good ones behind, and finally eliminate the rotten ones, so what is placed on it must be the one that adults value the most.

It turns out that when it comes to eating, it's true that adults like to eat rotten first. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been lucky with that rotten apple this morning, and he wouldn't have turned over the river and the sea in the toilet at this time.

But writing poetry and essays is also based on the theory that you can eat first, which is really biased.

When He Liu heard him say this, a big stone fell to the ground in his heart. Satisfied, I rolled up the letter of the top Lord Fu by the reins, and the imagination was unrestrained. Hold it in your arms like a treasure, say goodbye to Fu Chong, and go straight to the competition site.

After solving the rigid needs, Master Fu found that he was running too quickly, and he didn't bring paper, so he broke out in a cold sweat and shouted for help in the toilet, and said that if people outside heard my voice, wouldn't the reputation of this life be ruined.

At this time, Master Fu did not expect that this was destined to be a day of ruin.

At that moment, he screamed softly, and after a while, the footsteps came out of the door, and he heard Master Fu calling for help, and handed over a roll of rice paper from the crack in the door below.

Master Fu exclaimed softly, who is it!

A sonorous, powerful and deep voice, said, **.