A bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates, what do you know?

The Moon Worshiping Princess is as cold as a fairy. If you want to get along with her, you must be cold and silent...

Cao Shaobao thought to himself.

The folding fan in his hand shook gently, and his head was slightly raised.

As the son of a third-rank minister, a censor, he is used to being cold and arrogant, but now he pretends to be cool, isn't it easy for him to do so?

Yuxuan lowered her eyes slightly, not even looking at the handsome young man on the stage. Zhao Wujiang's calm and calm appearance flashed in her mind, and then his warm and warm smile flashed in her mind.

After half a cup of tea.

Why didn't she look at me? Could it be that my posture was wrong? Cao Shaobao frowned slightly. He thought for a while, put away the folding fan in his hand, turned around with a gorgeous and handsome look, and left his aloof back to the cold Moon Worshiping Princess.

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All the officials in the audience:......

Xuanyuan Jing and Honglu Temple Minister:???

"cough.."

Xuanyuan Jing coughed, Honglu Temple Qing was thinking quickly, and he waved his hand:

"Next!"

"Wait a minute, Uncle Li!"

Cao Shaobao was picked up by a clerk from Honglu Temple, and he shouted anxiously.

Wait for your mother, if it weren't for your father's sake, I would give you two hammers and waste everyone's time... Honglu Temple Qing's face turned gloomy:

"Next, Zhang Muzhou, the son of the Imperial Academy Jijiu!"

Zhang Muzhou, wearing a Confucian shirt, slowly stepped onto the high platform. He first bowed to everyone, and then asked Princess Moon Worshiping, neither humble nor overbearing:

"Xiaosheng Zhang Muzhou, don't you know the princess's name?"

"Yuxuan."

Yuxuan, the moon worshiping princess, replied politely.

She has spoken, there is a show!

The officials were immediately in an uproar.

Cao Shaobao behind him let out a disdainful snort.

"Princess Yuxuan, when I first saw you, your beauty was already imprinted in my mind. I wanted to recite a poem when I was filled with emotions!"

Zhang Muzhou, the son of the wine sacrificer, smiled warmly and began to recite a poem.

Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a princess who escaped from her kingdom... Yuxuan raised her eyes and looked at the elegant scholar on the stage who was writing passionately. Zhao Wujiang's story sounded in her mind.

Fairy tale sounds.

Snow White fled to the people and met a man named Pinocchio. Pinocchio had a magical stick that would grow bigger and thicker...

The seven dwarfs are brave and brave, and they rise up to resist the big bad wolf...

The image of Zhao Wujiang telling stories in a calm and calm manner, and herself laughing happily and wildly appeared in Yuxuan's mind. It was so beautiful...

It's just a pity that in the huge Kyoto, I don't know if I can see that man again...

She frowned inadvertently and pursed her red lips. Everyone could see that she was unhappy at the moment.

"Stop reading it!"

The minister of Honglu Temple had a straight face and stopped Zhang Muzhou, who was reciting poems passionately on the stage.

Zhang Muzhou felt resentful and didn't know what he did wrong, but he still lowered his head and walked on by himself.

"well."

The ministers sighed, it was obvious that there was something going on, why did it suddenly happen...

"The next one is Chen Zhiguo, the son of the Minister of War!"

"Dong dong dong..."

Chen Zhiguo stepped onto the high platform with dragon and tiger steps. He was a strong man with strong muscles.

Baiyue borders the barbarians in the northwest, and the territory is full of powerful winds. How could I like a weak noodle boy like you...

He glanced at the young talents with a slight disdain, cupped his fists towards the moon worshiping princess Yuxuan, and said in a loud voice:

"I, Chen Zhiguo, have a unique skill that I will show to Her Royal Highness the Princess today!"

stunt?

All the ministers looked at Chen Zhiguo one after another.

The empress raised her eyebrows, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.

"ha!"

Chen Zhiguo roared angrily, quickly performed a set of tiger and crane fists, then squatted half down, and pushed forward with five fingers of his hands forming claws:

"ha!"

"boom..."

The clothes on his upper body exploded into fragments flying in the sky, revealing his strong and plump muscles, and then he showed extreme confidence on his face, scorning everyone.

Ministers:???

Who am I and where am I... Honglu Temple Qing was stunned on the spot.

Xuanyuan Jing held her forehead and opened her mouth, unable to complain, she was filled with anger:

"Pull it down, drag it down, next one!"

"Next, Fu Baolang Li Shentong!"

The minister of Honglu Temple felt the emperor's anger and said hurriedly.

...

An hour passed.

One after another young talents came on stage after singing, each showing off their talents on the stage, but Princess Moon Worshiping never showed a smile from beginning to end, her face was cold, as if there was nothing in the world to focus her attention on.

Is there really no one who can make the princess smile? The ministers sighed, one young talent after another failed, and they no longer saw any hope.

The atmosphere in the main hall of Pingkang Tower became increasingly tense.

Xuanyuan Jing's beautiful eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly. If this continues, it will be extremely detrimental to Daxia.

"Every single useless thing."

As another young talent on the stage came to an end sadly, she became more and more anxious and irritated.

It would be great if Zhao Wujiang was here, he does things in an orderly and calm manner...

Um?

Zhao Wujiang?

By the way, he seemed to have a good chat with Dugu Mingyue and Liu Meier, and he understands women...
Chapter completed!