Master National Teacher, your daughter-in-law is vicious again

Chapter 168 Talent Competition
It's just that Rong Junli doesn't know yet, and he didn't have time to ask Yaoyao today, so he can only wait until tomorrow.

It can't be that he has other things.

Luo Miyao is also being tortured by Liu Yudi and Xinlan.

"Yaoyao refuses to be strict and confesses leniently, tell the truth, where did you go just now? Why didn't we see you when we got up."

"That's right, miss, you will make the slaves worry about you, where have you been?"

Luo Miyao "..." What did she say.

"Where am I going, go to sleep, it's getting late, and there is still a game tomorrow."

"Yaoyao, let me tell you that you don't want to fool around. I don't believe where you went. You must be hiding it from us again. Tell me why you went." Liu Yudi obviously didn't believe Luo Miyao's words, because this She was lazy to use this trick, she used it normally when she came home late, to escape her father's soul torture once, so Yaoyao couldn't lie to her.

"It's up to you if you don't believe me, anyway, I'm going somewhere, I'm going to sleep."

Luo Miyao collapsed on the bed and fell asleep with her head covered.

Liu Yudi still wanted to ask, but was stopped by Xinlan.

"Miss Didi, my lady may have really gone somewhere, let's go to sleep, it's getting late."

Liu Yudi hates iron but not steel.

"Xinlan, let me tell you that you are too honest, and Yaoyao is obviously lying."

"Okay Miss Didi, my lady is asleep, you should go to bed early too, Xiaotao let Miss Didi to sleep."

"okay."

Liu Yudi "..."

No, whose servant girl is Xiaotao?

"Xinlan, just wait for Yaoyao to sell you, and help her count the black stones."

Liu Yudi had no choice but to go to bed.

Xinlan smiled, as long as the young lady is happy to sell herself, she is willing to sell herself. Her life is given by the young lady. If it weren't for the young lady, she would have died in Luo Shanshan's hands when she was young. The young lady has always protected her, even The lady used her body to protect herself from Luo Shanshan's whipping.

So she never questioned her own lady, and how she didn't know her own lady, she must have something that she didn't want others to know, even Miss Didi.

Whoever doesn't have a little secret can't let the second person know.

So she wanted to stop Miss Didi who kept asking.

Xinlan covered Luo Miyao with the quilt, and then she lay down on the bed.

Luo Miyao opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up, Xin Lan was really exquisite.

Then close your eyes again.

The next morning, everyone gathered in the open space again.

The referee is still the referee.

"Everyone, today is the last day of the competition, which is our talent competition. It is said that one cannot only know martial arts. Literary talent is also an important point. As long as you know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, you can show it. The final decision In the end, the winners are our talented scholars and talented women. For the sake of fairness, we still answer the questions separately, but the scores of men and women are recorded separately.

Our competition is still divided into three rounds. In the first round of poetry competition, we will give you a topic and you will write poems. We will have ten judges to judge. Whose poem is the best will be No.1. The second round is a guessing competition. Puzzles, you give the answers to the riddles, score the correct answers, whoever has the highest score in the end will be the first, the third round is the talent competition, you can perform on stage as much as you can, the best performance is the first, okay next It's your competition. The first is our poetry competition, which will be presented by our first referee. "

After the executive referee finished speaking, the first of the ten referees sitting on the stage began to write their own questions on the paper.

After you finish writing, turn the paper face to everyone.

The title is a word Xia.

"Everyone is also in summer now, let's talk about summer poems." said the referee who wrote the topic.

It didn't take long for someone to speak up.

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(End of this chapter)