The Evil King's First-Class Concubine

Chapter 86 Poetry Will Change Part 1
Thinking of this, he could only shake his head regretfully, that's all, maybe he has no chance with such a good thing.

"That's natural. Didn't you see that almost all the talented scholars from our Xiang'an City have come? It's a pity that I don't have much ink in my stomach, so I can only join in the fun. Even if I can see the true content of the Buddha beads, it is also a blessing." Sorry!" The man nodded affirmatively, with a longing look on his face.

Such a good thing, even Xie Xinyue was a little moved. She actually didn't need this thing herself, because she could easily separate the poison and detoxify it in the fastest time.But she doesn't need it, it is a great weapon for Mu Yunshen!If he had such a string of Buddhist beads by his side, he would be able to avoid being framed by some schemes in the future.

After all, he is as sane as a child now, but sooner or later he will return to the dangerous place in the palace.By that time, she might not be able to protect him anymore.

"I'm going to participate in the poetry meeting too! My brother, how can I participate? Are there any restrictions?"

Xie Xinyue opened her mouth with great interest, causing a flash of surprise in Mu Yunshen's eyes.As far as he knows, Yue'er grew up in a temple. She may have such medical skills because she met a good teacher, but it can be seen from her ugly handwriting that she is not good at literature and poetry at all. of.

However, seeing her so interested and full of confidence, he was a little bit reluctant.Forget it, anyway, it's just for fun, it doesn't matter if you can be selected or not.As long as Yue'er is happy!
"There are no restrictions. As long as you have real talents and knowledge, you can just compose a poem and hand it over to the poetry competition stage over there. Did you see that? The person sitting on the poetry competition stage over there is the county governor in the middle and Master Yideng, next to our two most famous masters in Xiang'an City, and the dean of Bailu Academy. These are all big figures in our Xiang'an City! They will be responsible for selecting the best poems, In the end, keep the top ten, and then go to the Saishitai to compete!"

"If you want to participate, you can submit your poems before noon. Before the time is up, the governor will announce the list of the top ten poems. Those who are selected must write another poem within seven steps for the final round." , This is not something that ordinary people can do, little brother, I wish you good luck!"

"Thank you for your kind words, brother!" Xie Xinyue cupped her hands, and walked forward pulling Mu Yunshen.

I saw a lot of scholars walking among the winter plums in the snow, observing the plum scenery in the snow, and looking for inspiration for their poems.The one who has already thought about it is to walk quickly on the stone table prepared by Meilin, pick up a pen and paper and write vigorously.After finishing writing, let the accompanying boy send the poem to the poetry competition stage, and continue to find inspiration for brewing.

There are those onlookers who, if they see an excellent poem, they can't help but read it out loud.Generally speaking, people who write poems will not stop them, but will use this to win the praise of everyone and spread their fame.

Looking at it, these people, whether they are poems or characters, have their own character.Thinking of her dog-like simplified characters, Xie Xinyue suddenly became worried.That's right, she intends to plagiarize a few masterpieces of the ancients in the previous life, but no matter how good the poems are, her handwriting is simply shameless, and people will misunderstand that she has found the shooter!
"Kiss, are you worried that your handwriting is not good-looking?"

"That's right! My handwriting is too ugly. It would be terrible if those big names who commented on poems couldn't recognize my handwriting at all!" Xie Xinyue frowned. give up?

"I can write for Qinqin!" Mu Yun smiled deeply, with a deliberately proud look on his face: "My writing is better than Qinqin's!"

"That's right, why did I forget this! That's it, I'll read it later, and you write it! Come on, let's find a place!" Xie Xinyue patted her thigh. Mu Yunshen was born in the royal family, and his beauty was on par with him. The most important thing is his calligraphy, I heard that he also has the title of "Little Book Saint"!Although he has no memory of the past, he should know this kind of instinct!
The two of them found a corner where no one was around. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were already prepared on the stone table. Xie Xinyue was grinding the ink aside, reading poems and watching him write.

"It's hard to paint alone with snow in the calyx. There is a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and it's so clear that you don't know the cold. Listen to the flute and worry, and see the disease by leaning on the branch. Against the wind, it's easy to understand, and it's easy not to destroy it."

After Xie Xinyue finished speaking the last sentence, Mu Yunshen also wrote in an instant, and a flash of shock flashed in her eyes.He didn't know that his Yue'er had such talent!Even he himself is ashamed of himself!

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. Yao knows it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance."

"Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest is different from peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance is released overnight, and it disperses into the universe and thousands of miles of spring."

"Afraid of worries, sleepiness, and late blooming alone, I am afraid that the ice will not fit in. I pretend to be a little red peach and apricot, but I still have a lonely and thin snowy appearance. The cold heart is not willing to follow the spring state, and the drunkenness is unreasonable. The jade skin. The old poem does not know With Meg here, I look more at the green leaves and branches."

"..."

Xie Xinyue went all out and recited several poems from her memory at once. Mu Yunshen had gone from being shocked at the beginning to being numb now.If someone is watching them now, I don't know how much sensation it will cause.

"By the way, the inscription should be called 'Yimo Jushi'! If you take these songs up, one of them should always be selected?" Xie Xinyue murmured to herself, she didn't have much stock in her mind, so let's do it first.And I don't know that Mu Yunshen heard her words, and almost slipped his hands and ruined the last sentence he was writing.

The top ten poems, these four of her poems will squeeze out several people!This girl, if others hear her unconfident tone, they will probably die of shame.

"Sure, dear, you'd better send it there quickly!"

"Okay!" Xie Xinyue nodded, repeatedly told Mu Yunshen to wait for her where she was, and trotted to Sai Shi Tai.Guo Junshou naturally recognized him, and was a little surprised.Why is this little genius doctor Zhao here? Could it be that he is also good at poetry?

Taking a look at the poem he left behind, Guo Junshou was stunned. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Was it really written by Dr. Zhao?How could he remember that Xiao Miracle Doctor Zhao's words were like earthworms, so he should be his friend, right?If it's the name on the signature, it's clearly Zhao Xin!
"Good poetry, good poetry! Good writing, good writing! I didn't expect that our Xiang'an City is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. When did we get rid of such a character! These four poems are actually compared to all the previous ones!"

"Scholar Yimo? Zhao Xin? Why has the old man never heard of this person's name? Could it be that he is a hidden and capable person?"

Xie Xinyue didn't know that her plagiarized masterpieces had already aroused the amazement of several old talents. At this moment, she was holding Mu Yunshen's hand and playing around wildly.Appreciating the scenery of Hanshan Temple, accompanied by a pleasing beauty, this taste should not be too good!
The beauty in men's clothing among the plum blossoms in the snow has blue hair like black ink, picturesque eyebrows, and a shallow pear dimple at the corner of her smiling mouth, her smile is warm and intoxicating.Mu Yunshen only felt that his empty heart was now completely filled by this smile.I just wish I could hold each other tightly in my arms, and never let go for the rest of my life.

"what."

Her body was suddenly suspended in the air, Xie Xinyue yelled in shock, and after she calmed down, she suddenly realized that Mu Yunshen was carrying her on her back.And the veil on his face, he did not know when he let it go.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me down quickly, what should I do if I can't be seen?" Xie Xinyue immediately struggled to get down, joking, now she is a man, Mu Yunshen is a woman, if someone sees her big " The "man" was memorized by a "woman", does she still want to meet people?

"Don't be afraid, this place is remote, no one will come here!" Mu Yunshen didn't mind at all, they had reached the end of the Merlin, and those people were busy writing and reading poems, no one would come here on purpose.

"That's not okay! Let me down quickly, otherwise, I won't be polite to you!" Xie Xinyue's face flushed, and she absolutely refused to admit that she was shy.Stretching out his hand to condense a little bit of true energy, he aimed at his acupuncture points and clicked.

"Hmm." Mu Yunshen groaned, and at the same time, Xie Xinyue struggled to slip off him.Unexpectedly, Mu Yunshen pushed back and threw her down in the snow.

"It's dead, get up!" Xie Xinyue panted heavily, and glared at him dissatisfied.Mu Yunshen's eyes immediately fell on her pink mouth, a light flashed in her eyes, but her face had an aggrieved and cute look.

"Oh, I'll just get up, kisses are so bad, don't even let me carry you!"

Just as he stood up, his hand slipped suddenly, and he threw himself down again, kissing the red lips he had dreamed of with precision.When Xie Xinyue's eyes widened in shock, someone pretended not to care, sucked her mouth, and even stuck his soft tongue in.

"roll."

"oops."

With a pair of panda eyes, Mu Yun followed behind Xie Xinyue, who had a face full of anger, like a little daughter-in-law with deep resentment, thinking about it.

"My dear, I was wrong."

"Kiss, I didn't mean it. Don't be angry with me, okay?"

"My dear, please forgive me!"

"..."

At the end of the Merlin, a man suddenly appeared by the wall, looking at the distant figure in front of him, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

After lunch, Guo Junshou on the poetry competition stage announced the top ten poems of the day, and posted them on the stage for people to comment.At the same time, people who wrote poems were also invited to come up together.

"My lord, why are there only seven people on the stage when there are ten poems? Could it be a mistake?"

"There is no mistake. Look, everyone. These four poems were written by the same person. Our poems will be ranked. We only look at the poems and not the people." Guo Junshou stood up and said loudly.

"Is it true or not? One person wrote four good poems!"

"Is that Zhao Xin named Yi Mo Layman? Doesn't he look too young? Could it be a fake?"

"Yeah, why haven't we heard of this character before?"

Xie Xinyue stood on the stage, facing the pointing and pointing eyes of the crowd, as well as the jealous or questioning gazes of the other six talents, with an extremely calm expression on her face.In order to get the string of Buddha beads, she didn't care about being in the limelight anymore, anyway, these people couldn't eat her up!

"Now, everyone, I would like to invite you to the final poetry competition - seven steps into a poem. The one who writes the best will be the winner of today's poetry meeting, and will get a lottery of 100 taels of silver and the jade sandalwood Buddha beads of Master Yideng! Here is the number plate for lottery, you just need to come one by one according to the order you got! Afterwards, Master Yideng will come up with the questions himself, please draw lots!"

(End of this chapter)