Nether King's Genius Wife

In the final analysis, it is to spell poetry!

Yes, no mistake, no mistake, just spelling poetry!

Muxi is very confident about her own rules, otherwise, she is so confident in Yunyu!

Think about it, after all, it is the person who recited the classic works of various famous masters. On the one hand, she wrote poems and on the other side recited poems. How could anyone have killed her.

It's just Mu Yun Gou lip smile, so many years of show is afraid to end today!

I'm so sorry!

"This question, with the lotus as the topic, the time of a stick of incense, begins." After all, the lotus flower is the national flower of Daxi country. More or less everyone once wrote one or two poems for lotus.

So, at the moment, it's a bit of a catch.

Mu Yun glanced around, it seems that everyone has a bottom in their hearts. It seems that Mu Yuxi didn't write immediately, instead, he was thinking with his eyes closed.

As for what to think about, Mu Yundi guessed with her toes, or she was remembering what poems were written about lotus flowers, and even classic poems, which could not be too out of line with the present era and could not be too profound.

Or they are thinking about which one of these lotus poems is enough to make a splash!

Mu Yun fan takes back her eyes and drops her eyes on the white paper in front of her. What should she write? She can't hand in the blank paper

The time of a stick of incense is long, but it can be very short when it comes to doing things.

After Mu Yun's boring painting of a lotus leaf and a big frog, a stick of incense finally burned out, and each contestant stopped his pen. Starting from the first contestant, the students of the National Academy of Sciences came forward to read the contestant's poems.

And the number one after the competition is no one else, it's Mu Yun!

The No. 1 player, even if he is not mu Yunyi, is also the target of all people's eyes. All of them are eager to listen to the first poem of this round of competition, and even the emperor is waiting with great interest.

With so much sight and attention, I'm afraid I can't bear to change to someone nearby. But who is mu Yun? Who is he? What kind of thick skinned? He doesn't feel pressure at all. He looks at the students of the Imperial College next to him and pushes his poems on the table. "Read them."

The students of the Imperial College are not illiterate, but the poems on this piece of paper on the desk can be read?? Don't fool him!!

"Is it really this one?" Some of the students in the Imperial College did not believe it. However, they got a very positive answer from Mu Yun.

Guozijian students picked up the paper, the expression on their faces is very wonderful, almost let the audience below can not understand.

"Why is he constipated?" Ye Qing was able to understand the expression, but just as the words just came out, he was kicked by a middle-aged man sitting next to him.

Ye Qing didn't even dare to hum. He shut up after seeing his father who was not angry.

"Player one, it's time to start." The Minister of rites didn't understand what the students in the Imperial College were inking. He started to remind him. The student immediately took a deep breath and looked like he was about to die. Finally, he opened his mouth!