Chapter 129
Rong Xueyi's heart tightened, knowing that as long as Ming Yanran intervened in this matter, it might not go so smoothly.

After a little thought in her heart, she began to care.

Ming Yanran walked to Rong Changsu's side with a smile, and asked softly: "Are you Rong Changsu, the young master of the Ming Mansion?"

Rong Changsu was immediately flattered: "Yes, I am Rong Changsu, what orders does Miss Ming have?"

Li Yang Ming Mansion, one of Xia Tang's biggest clansmen, has great power. In the past, Ming Yanran would not even look at Rong Changsu. Now she took the initiative to talk to him, which made him extremely happy.

"I want you to do something for me." Ming Yanran raised her eyebrows.

"Miss Ming just give orders." Rong Changsu almost knelt on the ground and wagged his tail.

Ming Yanran said softly: "I will let your younger brother get the only quota, the price is that you find a way to make Rong Xueyi famous, and never appear in front of me again."

She has investigated the people in the Rong Mansion in the past few days, and she knows everything about the Rong Mansion well.

Rong Changsu happily said: "Thank you Miss Ming, as for that bitch Rong Xueyi, I have long wanted to get rid of her."

Ming Yanran nodded in satisfaction, then returned to her seat.

Rong Xueyi could see the little actions of the two of them clearly, there was a gleam of coldness in her eyes, this Ming Yanran was really not an ordinary nuisance, she first went to Mr. Nanyang to play tricks, and then went to find Rong Changsu, Ming Yanran As for this?

Rong Feiyang said softly: "Sister, why don't we forget it this time?"

"We can't just give up like this." Rong Xueyi said firmly: "If this opportunity falls on Rong Changyue, it will be even more difficult for us to avenge our parents in the future."

Rong Feiyang saw that her face was full of determination, and his fearful heart became stronger. No matter what, as long as the siblings are united, he doesn't believe there are any problems that cannot be solved.

After Rong Feiyang's poem was finished, Rong Xueyi and him presented it to the jury.

Because of Mr. Nanyang's confession, the judges were very fast when they read the poems, and quickly selected about ten poems from those poems that they thought were excellent.

Qin Muyu also selected a few points from the middle. His eyes lit up when he saw the poem written by Rong Feiyang, and then he handed it to Mr. Nanyang and said, "Teacher, I think this poem is good."

Mr. Nanyang glanced at the signature below, and glanced at Rong Feiyang from the corner of his eye. Although he also thought that Rong Feiyang's poem was well written, he remembered what Ming Yanran said to him just now, so he directly said Rong Feiyang's poem. The poem is at the bottom.

Qin Muyu opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Mo Yan has been watching the movements of the few people calmly. He is half leaning on the grand teacher's chair, with a pair of lazy fox eyes. If you look closely, you can still see the domineering in his eyes.

About a quarter of an hour later, Mr. Nanyang picked out three poems that he thought were unmistakable and handed them to Mo Yan, saying, "My lord, these three poems are all well written, my lord can choose among them. A favorite song to participate in Chun Wei after three years."

Mo Yan stretched out his hand to take it and was about to read it. Ming Yanran was standing beside him. The servant girl happened to hand over a cup of tea. Her hand slanted to wet two of them. The ink melted in water, and the words on it melted open.

Ming Yanran was startled and said: "Ah! My lord, did you get burned?"

(End of this chapter)

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