The Male God’s Favorable Impressions Are Difficult to Farm - Chapter 41 city

Women wear men overhead Su Wen

Ye Junge closed his eyes and raised his soul, accompanied Mo Yuanling to sleep until noon, and was really hungry before pushing him to wake up.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yuanling opened his eyes, kissed his lover, and his voice was still exhausted.

"I'm hungry." Ye Junge pursed his lips, feeling that this is not a good idea, changed it, "You sleep for a long time, eat something and then sleep."

Mo Yuanling smiled happily, his wife was so cute: "Okay, eat first, don't starve my wife-in-law."

"What's your name?" Ye Junge narrowed his eyes and reached into a hand to hold the two **** under someone's roots with a little force.

Mo Yuanling took a breath and said, "I'm wrong, Madam! Don't pinch!"

Ye Junge snorted before letting go. He can accept his wife, but it does not mean that he can accept the feminine title of "daughter-in-law", although ... it's not bad ...

After using the meal, Mo Yuanling reluctantly let go of Ye Junge, still hugged him and slept beautifully, and then woke up to the moon and the sky.

"Are you going to not sleep at night?" Ye Junge looked at him with a smile.

Mo Yuanling added a spring roll to feed him and ate it seriously: "I have to do something meaningful at night."

"..." Ye Junge was speechless.

Something meaningful ... color embryo ...

After half a month, the capital city resumed its prosperous posture, as if the previous turmoil had not been the same, except that a big prince and some officials were missing from the central Beijing. King Huai Min did not escape. The Wangfu did n’t know where he was attacked by the chaotic soldiers. King Huai Min was slashed, and he could only lie on the bed. Shizi broke his face, leaving a big scar on his face after he was injured , Very scary.

When the dynasty restarted, the officials shrank like quails, and no one dared to stand up and talk, for fear that he might be upset about the emperor.

They didn't want to cause anything, but unfortunately the emperor did not plan to let them shrink any further, smashing down all the memorials, and what was written on them was shocking.

"Don't you pick them up and look at them?" Qi Di didn't anger himself, the officials buried their heads lower, or Tai Fu stepped forward and picked up one of them and glanced at the scene.

"Your Majesty! This ?!" Tai Fu shook his hand and held the memorial, neither was it lost, nor was it taken.

Qi Di looked at the memorial picked up by the teacher, and his expression eased: "The prince does not have to do this, it doesn't matter to the prince." He waved to the **** to pick it up and read it to them one by one.

With each read, the ministers standing under the steps panicked.

Nothing else was written on the memorial, it was a "good thing" done by the Prince, including poisoning the emperor.

Hearing this, the Prince did n’t care about what had n’t been read below, so he stepped forward and knelt down, yelling in tears: "Father, emperor! Your filial piety can be learned from you! Do n’t be treacherous Blind! "

Qi Di looked at him coldly, apparently not convinced.

The Prince ’s grandfather, Xiang Zuo, stepped forward: "Your Majesty! This must have been framed, please check!"

Qi Di faintly watched the remaining officials in the vein of Prince Edward stand up in solidarity with the Prince. He didn't say anything but just motioned to the **** to continue reading.

After the early dynasty, everyone left the hall tremblingly, and felt a sense of gratefulness for the rest of his life afterwards, and then gloated that the prince was over.

In the end, the prince took out the forged evidence and pushed out the crown prince and took the prince out, but everyone with a good eye could see that Qidi thought that it was the prince's job.

No one can stop the post-apocalypse. Even if the nine princes who are the protagonists cry and pretend to be pitiful, Qidi does not have the slightest intention to change his mind.

The queen was beaten into the cold palace, and the prince was reprimanded by three seals. She listed forty-nine counts of infidelity, filial piety, benevolence, and injustice. She was constrained to think about it, and the eldest prince was banned for life. Countless other officials were implicated.

The most difficult part of the Tianli Dynasty passed the midsummer. Everyone was relieved. After the Prince's pulse was weak, the second and seventh princes rose to become the most sought-after princes. The second prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince were close behind, except that the sixth and eighth princes remained unknown. The sixth prince is because of the lack of identity of the two children, the eighth prince is not strong enough for the mother, and there are too few supporters.

The ninth prince is still arguing, but recently it was reported that the nine prince was scared by the scars of the king Huaimin and became seriously ill, and then refused to see him again, but it made the people in Beijing watch a joke.

The situation in Beijing suddenly became obscured. Everyone was guessing who would be the last laugh among the remaining princes. Some anxious ones had already begun to plan their positions.

At present, it is Xiangxiang who has several powerful generals. Every prince wants to win over, especially the two generals in the south of Beijing, the two in the south of Beijing.

General Zhendong is very old, and he has already handed over his military power to prepare for retirement. Even if he pulls in, he will not be diligent and help, mainly because he is weak. He accumulated a lot of dark injuries in his early battles, and his body is not as good as a year, etc. When the prince really started to fight for the throne in the future, he didn't know if he was there.

These generals are worthy of their talents. Don't look at the generals of Zhendong and West. The tiger's runes are turned in, but their prestige in the army has not diminished. As long as they raise their arms, they can be followed by many people. Relying on the face of General Zhendong to command some people, but if they want to follow the rebellion to fight for the throne, it is estimated that few soldiers will follow.

General Zhenxi is currently stationed in Tibet. The Tibetans over there have always been restless. There are also extreme cultists doing things that harm others, and they rarely have the opportunity to return to Beijing.

Compared to General Zhennan, General Zhenbei is their favorite target.

The south army attacked the small southern countries, especially the fourteen countries in the southwestern border. Some of them were good at raising insects, others used poisons, and various strange tricks, so the soldiers there were largely good at it. It is not the more obvious tactics such as position warfare, but some ability to deal with strange and strange means and the experience of playing side guerrillas. After all, there are not many flat battlefields there, but the mountains and rivers are everywhere, the terrain is complex and difficult to distinguish, and there are various climates and vegetation.

Let them come to Beijing to face the Guards. What seems wrong?

Of course, there is another reason. Is it true that the army in the hot and humid South Pole will come to the north and dry capital to avoid the soil and soil and lead to complete incompetence? !!

The Zhenbei Army is not the same. They are stationed at the Northwest Frontier all year round. They guard against the steppe-like Huns in the wolf. The men in the barracks are not afraid of death. The climate over there is even colder than the capital city. When you arrive in the capital city, there will not be much discomfort. Maybe you feel that the capital city is more comfortable. The main thing is that those soldiers are really fierce. A top two are trivial. They are definitely not the Zhenxi Army that fights with Tibetans, the Zhennan Army who plays with terrain stations, and the Zhendong Jun who fights the pirates. of.

He sent away another person who came close to the door. Ye Junge froze Mo Yuanling's ears with annoyance: "It was you who provoked you!"

Mo Yuan lingered hazily, even though his wife did make trouble. If the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army saw their boss, they would be shocked.

The two quarrelled until the dinner time, and Xiao Yan came in to remind him that he had converged.

During the dinner, Mo Yuanling continued to feed the great cause. Since that time, he tossed Ye Junge out of bed and fed him three meals a day. Mo Yuanling was full of enthusiasm for this activity, as long as When the two ate together, they only cared to feed him. Ye Junge reminded him to eat something, and he relied on Ye Junge to feed him.

Ye Junge reluctantly squeezed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth to let him eat well. He was not without hands.

"General, there is a messenger outside for help, it seems very anxious." Xiao Yan stood loudly in the hall entrance.

"Let him in." Mo Yuanling looked at Ye Junge and asked softly, "Are you full?"

Ye Junge put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a towel, "I'm full, you haven't eaten much."

Mo Yuanling stared at him, meaning is self-evident.

Ye Junge slaps him on the back of his head: "Hurry up, don't fret."

Mo Yuanling had to eat obediently.

The messenger came in hastily, and when he had no time to hold his fist, he said quickly: "The frontier hurried, the Hun soldiers were under pressure, and the lieutenant let his subordinates rush to report."

Mo Yuan snapped down his chopsticks: "How's it going?"

"It's not too urgent, but it is better for you to catch up as soon as possible, General." The messenger spoke quickly.

"Why hasn't there been news?" It was impossible for the Huns to build up their troops overnight. No warning had been received before.

"The army was out of the army and has been eliminated."

Mo Yuanling frowned and nodded: "Where is the palace? Has the news passed?"

"It's been passed."

He waved the messenger to rest first, and Mo Yuanling continued to sit down to eat.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Ye Junge raised an eyebrow, suddenly remembering that it appeared in the original work, and Mo Yuanling returned safely, and brought back the news that the Xiongnu asked for a kiss. Because the strengths of the two sides are equal, mainly because the Xiongnu had a premeditated plan, and the Tiandi Dynasty rushed to fight, so it was only slightly better. However, it was already late spring at that time, and the fight was too long. Both sides didn't want to continue to fight, and the tenth prince simply married the unloved six princes. It is also because the emperor of this generation does not have a daughter, otherwise he will not be married and will never marry a twin.

Ye Junge thought to himself, this is a good opportunity. Marry Luo Annian, and he should never want to disturb Chao Gang.

Mo Yuanling ate slowly: "Not in a hurry, wait for Her Majesty's call first, or I'll rush straight into the palace or start packing to tell my Majesty that I know the Northwest even in Beijing Central? Even if this is well known I ca n’t tell you something directly, otherwise your Majesty must be uncomfortable, and then I doubted me suspiciously.

Mo Yuanling suddenly moved his face with a smile again and again: "Ma'am, it's a long time for my husband to leave, would you miss me?" There was a hint in his voice.

Ye Junge picked his lips slightly: "What do you say?"

Mo Yuanling stared at him for a long time, and sat back in despair, counting the rice one by one, eating it, like a siberian husky with his ears pulled down.

Ye Junge reached out to give him a smooth hair, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very bad, but he said in earnest: "What is your expression? I will miss you, of course. You remember to come back early."

After speaking, looking at his suddenly bright eyes, he added casually: "Otherwise I will remarry."

Mo Yuanling took a hard breath and nodded solemnly: "Rest assured, I will try to hit the enemy, and then come back early to accompany you!"

The two kept in touch for a while, and Mo Yuanling was called away by the **** in the palace. Ye Junge finished his tea slowly and went back to the room to sleep.

In the following days, Mo Yuanling was always very busy and wanted to prepare for the expedition, and Luo Annian knew about the expedition, and then he wanted to come together. He had found that Mo Yuanling was alienating him. Contact, if you don't get his heart back before that, don't even think about it later.

Mo Yuanling was too lazy to deal with him, and sent him away with the most unrelenting words, and then continued to do his business.

Luo Annian, who was said to be "net chaos", was tearful and cracked by him, and he hated Ye Junge more and more. It was him who stole his Yuanling.

In the evening two days before the farewell, Ye Junge took a leisurely bath in the large bath, the weather gradually became cold, and it was especially cold in this place in Kyoto, with almost no spring and autumn seasons. Ye Junge is afraid of the heat and the cold. He has better mental protection, but he is still a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yuanling sneaked in. He worked overtime to get everything done, just to spend the whole day with his lover.

"Come here?" Ye Junge opened his eyes and looked at him. He could still find it lightly, but without the idea of ​​rushing people, how could he be reluctant to separate for half a year.

Mo Yuanling removed the clothes from the water and broke into the direction of Ye Junge.

"Mrs." Mo Yuanling came to him, holding his waist and sulking. "I have missed you before I left."

Ye Junge sighed: "Here it is again, every day I hear you speak sweet words."

Mo Yuan Ling smiled wryly: "Mrs ...."

Ye Junge took the initiative to lean into his arms, took his cheeks and rubbed his strong chest muscles: "Today ... um ... let you do enough."

Mo Yuanling's eyes brightened and he hugged him: "This is what you said!"

-Pull the lamp-

The two went crazy from the bathroom to the house one day and one night, and the next night Ye Junge had the opportunity to sleep with his eyes closed. Mo Yuanling stared deeply into the eyebrows of his lover, kissed his heartbrows distressedly, he knew that his lover always slept lightly, and he could only sleep when he was by his side. When he left, I was afraid he would be unsafe for half a year. sleep.

"Take care of yourself," Mo Yuanling sighed softly, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The two got up early the next day, and Ye Junge was wearing a formal dress standing on the tower, watching Mo Yuanling lead his soldiers away.

Smoke all the way.

Mo Yuanling didn't look back, but he knew that his wife had been watching him.

Mo Yuanling had been away for four months, but Ye Junge was not worried about him. Anyway, in the original book he said he was back safely and there was no missing arm and leg injury, so Ye Junge occasionally missed him and threw away.

It ’s almost Chinese New Year. Although Ye Junge has no interest, Xiaoxiong has been looking forward to it. The housekeeper came to ask how to make the New Year. Ye Junge waved him to make him feel free, and then took Xiaoxiong out to go shopping for New Year's goods, which he really expected. Big eyes can't stand it.

When I came back from the street, I received the news of the palace banquet. There is an annual banquet in the palace. All officials of third grade and above are required to bring their wives / zhengjun and their uncles into the palace. In addition to the royal family, the other dignitaries in the Tianxian dynasty paid great attention to the difference between their children, and their children should never override their children.

The palace feast was separated from the men and women in the prayer hall. The main hall of Qihe Hall is very huge. A semi-opaque screen is erected in the middle. The men's seats are on the left and the families are on the right. They can see each other's situation, but they are separated. There is a side hall on both sides, and it is very convenient to put in a lot of wine to rest.

Ye Junge's position is very forward, sitting next to the Zhenjun of Zhennan and Zhenxi, and the daughter-in-law of General Zhendong. General Zhendong's wife has passed away, and General Zhendong has only one son and is an alternative to abandoning the military. He does not like men and prefers delicate girls, so this is the only woman.

Although it is said that there is no difference between the two children and the woman, after all, the gender is different. Ye Junge can barely have some common topics between them. The wife is fine, so she has to talk to other people.

There are not many women besides Ms. Wu, the family members. After all, it is fashionable to marry a boyfriend.

Mrs. Zhennan expressed great favor to Ye Junge, probably because the husband's relationship was very good. Ye Junge did not stand out from others, and readily accepted Mrs. Zhennan's offer.

Did not wait for a long time, the emperor and queen mother soon came with a concubine, the prince took the lead to salute.

"Zhongqing's family doesn't have to be polite. Today is a day of great joy, you don't have to be bound!" Qidi was in a good mood. The news of Mo Yuanling's victory over the past two days came. Obviously the situation is quite good news.

Today, the family member is the Queen Mother and Guijun sitting on the throne. The Queen Mother sits for a while and can't stand the noise. During this period, she has always been very kind to Ye Junge in coldness and warmth, and she also gave a lot of things. Messy, the queen mother also gave a hundred sons and grandchildren's fortune account, looking at him with an anticipation. Ye Junge said the pressure was great.

After the queen mother left, everyone was relieved and the atmosphere began to relax. Guijun is a very easy-going person, but he has no children. His children have died, and he is loved by Kaidi. Guijun's children were actually killed by the queen and aborted several times. At that time, the queen was mad and no one dared to say anything. After so many trips, Guijun was injured and could no longer conceive. Qidi cherishes him, and loves him even more.

Speaking of Guijun, Fu Yanqing's temperament is more like Fu Yanqing's. Guijun's father is also a well-known pure minister, but he has died many years, but many of his disciples are the ministers of the brachial shares reused by the Emperor.

Ye Junge and Mrs. Zhennan casually talked about some topics. Most of them listened to his daily habits of General Zhennan, but they looked very happy, and they seemed to have a good relationship. The soldiers who fought all year round are relatively simple in interpersonal communication and are generally really good to their wives at home. There isn't even a warm bed in the border, and the requirements are not so high. A lady can be petted. Unlike Beijing officials, there is no face without three wives and four concubines.

"They are such a big boss, you usually take more time to take care of them." Ye Junge responded with a smile. "They are simple in their thinking, and they are straightforward if they are unhappy. If you do n’t know in your heart, they can't figure it out, but it will affect the relationship between husband and wife. When you are angry, you hit him directly. If you ca n’t hit him, just twist his ears. Do n’t do this in front of outsiders. It ’s fun for husbands when they come back to the room.

Mrs. Zhennan smiled and nodded: "Also, last time he accompanied me to the street to buy things. When I met the girl in Huafang halfway to the east of the lake and went to the lake, there was a girl who laughed and ran into him. Backed away and hid directly behind me. When he left, he still patted his heart, and he sighed with regret at me as he couldn't stand the girl who couldn't stand Jiao Didi. "

Mrs. Zhenxi laughed aloudly, and then he reconciled, and gave Mrs. Zhennan how to clean up the man. He is not the same as Ye Junge. They are still a scholar, but Mrs. Zhenxi is a child of the general. He was raised as a man from an early age. He used to be sturdy and argued with General Zhenxi every day. Then he tuned in the evening. oily. It's not common for people to quarrel now, but the husband is really tough.

General Zhendong, who had been watching the conversation between the three of them, sat silently a bit far away. It was scary to see such a prince who didn't put a husband in his eyes. She made up for the consequences of correcting her husband's ears, and silently expelled the picture from her mind. It was terrible!

There are songs and dances in the palace banquet, but everyone's interest is lacking, patronizing chatting and eating.

At a glance, I know that the family members of the civil servants are chatting, and most of them behave well, and if they are hungry, they will not eat more; if they eat, they are the family members of military attaches, and some are sturdy and completely ignore the eyes of others. Just have some fun.

Although the military officer's family was married to the civilian official's family, the literati was high-ranked, and they always felt that it was vulgar to marry into the military general's house, and they secretly began to crowd them out. Later, the family members of the military officer and military general were so distinct. And those married gentlemen will eventually be assimilated by other "vulgar" husbands.

General Zhendong's daughter-in-law watched Mrs. Zhenxi happily eating while sharing with Ye Junge which dish was delicious, and couldn't help but sit beside him again. too terrifying! Wouldn't speaking during meals spit out food? !!

This lady only got married this year. At this time, Mrs. Zhendong had already died, and her husband was a civilian. General Zhendong did not like to stay with this villain, so she was always mixed with the civilian lady. For the first time, I had a close look at the banquet of the general's wife.

Guijun saw that everyone had little interest in singing and dancing, so he simply retired from singing and dancing, making people attend some mini games at the banquet. When Luo Annian saw the opportunity, he volunteered to propose that he wanted to make the present son and daughter compare and test the piano, calligraphy, paintings and other things. Ye Junge thought. In the original work, Luo Annian achieved the name of a gifted man with plagiarized ancient Chinese poetry. In fact, this scene should be a banquet after a long time. At that time, all the princes were in a stable position and the emperor was old. Now Luo Annian is probably forced to be a bit chaotic. Got a foot. In fact, he showed no talent, but the original nine emperor had no talent in writing poetry, which is known to many people, so he has never dared to use this passer by the bad tricks.

"Which test will Jiu Ji take?" Guijun asked with interest, with deep indifference deep in his eyes. He couldn't dislike the queen, but his manner made him disdain to take revenge on the queen. On the child.

Luo Annian's innocent expression: "I have been practicing piano, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy recently, so I want to participate in all, Guijun, you can set a good color, you can't treat me badly!" Luo Annian was forced to learn by her family before crossing Guzheng and painting French painting, playing chess is his own hobbies. Other than that, he is confident that he can take the first place in writing poems.

The man also noticed the situation here, and the emperor darkened when he heard Luo Annian's words and lied. His people have been staring at Luo Annian. How could he not know what Luo Annian was doing recently, and why did he lie?

Qi Di waved his hand, and the silk bamboo dances retreated, withdrawing the screen in the middle.

"That being the case, it would be better for the children to come and try to compare and test, it will be more powerful over there." Qi Di said with a smile, not seeing the unhappiness of the moment.

The emperor spoke, and everyone dare not follow, and decided to start the test with their family members first.

The first test project was decided to be a poem by Luo Annian's proposal.

Guijun looked at the emperor, and Qidi bowed his head: "The family members will be responsible for the referee to make the referee, but I can't bear to see your grandma come out, and the bright head will come out."

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately came up with the enthusiasm, but it was the royal gift, and it was the winning royal gift.

The request of the first round was to write poetry with "Xiaoxue". Today, the snowfall in Beijing has to be considered as a passing stage.

The **** palace woman removed the dinner plate, offered a pen and paper, and waited for the poem to be presented. The time limit for writing poems is a quarter of an hour. Shuanger and the ladies are racking their brains. Other people look at their expressions and it is quite interesting.

The prince glanced at Ye Junge and suddenly said, "Why didn't Mrs. Zhenbei participate? I heard that my wife was so proficient in poetry, song and poem before marrying that she was comparable to Jiangnan talents."

Luo Annian wrote it a long time ago, when Wen Yan suddenly looked up at him, Chi Guoguo's jealousy was in his eyes, but when he thought of his poems, jealousy became confident and strong superiority.

At the moment when the prince uttered his voice, everyone's face became strange, and the look on the emperor's face became more subtle.

Ye Junge calmly looked down and replied, "His Royal Highness is ridiculous. The minister has married as a monarch. Such tests will be left to the boys and girls."

Luo Annian thought of the difference between Mo Yuanling's attitude towards himself and Ye Junge, and suddenly wanted to crush him in his best area, so he said: "I have never seen Fu Zhengjun's poems, I'm curious."

Qidi glanced at him, wondered what he wanted to do, and nodded: "Yes, other ladies can also participate in the year-on-year test. Just like the New Year, just be happy."

Ye Junge showed a weird smile. He didn't want to do anything. Since you have to come out to hit the face, I'm also welcome. You know 300 Tang poems, don't I? I also have a database with access to all the information in your world.

‘004. ’

【understand! 004 was very excited, in fact, he was very excited every time he played the protagonist's face.

The prescribed time soon arrived, and Ye Junge didn't mind that his world was less than others, and he didn't write it himself anyway. Although his own poems are highly accomplished, he prefers to hit him with things that cross the world of the transcendence.

Guijun motioned to the palace girl to collect the rice paper with the poems. He glanced at them one by one, Qi Di also came to see them with interest, and then the two judged the top three together.

Guijun think about it, and let people repost Xuan paper and explain: "Maybe you think my judge's taste is unfair, so please eunuchs around you read the poems, and then everyone will judge whether the top three given by me There is something wrong. "

Everyone dare not even talk, Guijun asked with a smile: "Who wants to come first? Xiaojiu?" Guijun's failure to retaliate against him does not mean that he will not be given a small trip.

"I don't want to be the first one. If it's not written well, isn't it a laugh?" Luo Annian took Joe, and refused to come first. He felt he was the best, so he wanted to be the last one.

Guijun didn't ask for it. At this time, a lady from the civilian government volunteered to let the **** read her poems, and everyone began to seriously evaluate it.

After more than a dozen people came, the rest were unwilling to read, and sat awkwardly until a twin couldn't resist the pressure for the **** to read it. The result was an oil poem and a joke. , Others are even more reluctant to read.

Guijun smiled and shook his head: "No, you don't want to read it, Xiaojiu? It's your turn."

Luo Annian was dissatisfied. He glanced at Ye Junge: "Fu Zhengjun also ..."

Ye Junge looked up, his deep eyes scared the rest of his words, Luo Annian murmured dissatisfied, let the **** read his poems.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight. Nine, ten, eleven, and no one flew into the grass."

It is still a rotten stalk through the text. At the beginning of reading, other people's eyes were scornful, and when they heard the last sentence, they were astonished. They only thought that the nine emperor's mind was very clever and interesting.

Ye Junge waited for their talking to be quiet before letting the **** read his poem--

Zhenbei Fuli leans to the west and tries its own tea in a new furnace.

As soon as Liju came to cover the water, Sai Hong flew to Yuan Lianxia.

The lonely Xiaoxue passed by, mottled and frosty.

Countless frustration, Mo Jiang's poems wish Canghua.

(Taken from "Xiao Xiaolang's Little Snow Day" by Tang Xuyi)

The original poem was in Zhengfu, and Ye Junge was right about this, so he changed it. At first glance, it seems that he did it himself.

After reading all the people who were willing to read, everyone whispered and discussed, only the military officers' group of veterans were lacking in interest, but fortunately, their food had not been withdrawn, and they simply crammed into the sea to drink.

General Zhennan was pleased to eat and turned around to greet his colleagues to eat together, but the voice was too loud to attract everyone's attention. General Zhennan saw that even His Majesty the Emperor turned his head to stare at him, smiling awkwardly, his eyes could not help turning to his wife, looking for help.

Mrs. Zhennan glared at him and said apologetically with a little regret: "The husband is used to it casually, and it makes you laugh, and it is a sin to disturb the poetry society."

The general of Zhennan quickly put down his chopsticks and touched his nose with a sullen voice to plead guilty to the emperor.

Qi Di waved his hand: "Ai Qing's temper is straight and heart-warming. It doesn't have to be that way, all Ai Qing continue."

As soon as General Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief, he saw his wife tell him in a mouthful: go back to pack you.

Mrs. qwq Don't ah [Erkan Hand] I was wrong!

Guijun waited for everyone to discuss it, and began to announce the final result: "In this round, Benjun considers Mrs. Zhenbei as the leader. Throughout the story, she sighs about the generals of Zhenbei and the sigh of convection year. The mood is long. Xiao Jiu ’s poems are cleverly conceived, but they have less rhetoric. The poems of the second lady of the Guozijian Jiu Restaurant have been accomplished, and they are regarded as the third. Do you have any objections? "

The crowd shook their heads. In fact, the poems of the nine emperor were not as good as those of the second lady, but after all, they were princes and wanted to give him face. The second lady of the sacrifice restaurant is also transparent, knowing that she is going to let the nine princes come back, and it is estimated that she will give some more compensation to her, and she is happy to respond. Anyone with a good eye knows that her poems are better than the nine princes. .

Luo Annian is not very satisfied. He feels that his poems are the crystallization of the wisdom of 5,000 years in China. How can it be better than Fu Yanqing? It was just that he did not think that the poem he chose only occupied a clumsy, but there were not many bright spots. Besides, this poem is a poem of modern poets. The original writing was also petals instead of snow.

The poems chosen by Ye Junge are relatively remote. Luo Annian has not heard of them. He did not know that Ye Junge's poems are also masterpieces of ancient Chinese poets.

There are five rounds of poetry. This is the first round. Luo Annian revived and decided to chase his face down. He doesn't believe it. He won't lose every round, right?