Pfft, I don’t know who didn’t keep his mouth shut, and burst out laughing. This doesn’t look like poetry. This is clearly a limerick that children in the folk say when they are playing around. It cannot be used in elegant halls, and the flowering period of ordinary flowers cannot be exceeded.

Two seasons.

Listening to everyone's laughter, General Guo's old face had no place to put it. His face was red and he lowered his head. It was unfortunate for his family!

Even Emperor Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. General Guo almost fainted and was so embarrassed that he was thrown in front of the Holy Emperor. When this kid left the palace, he would have to be whipped dozens of times before he could say this!

However, this flower character is clicked on the third spot, so I can barely pass the test.

The next one is Zhao Lun. Zhao Lun was born as an orphan. It was expected that he had not read any poetry books. Unexpectedly, he took his time and said: "The plum blossoms in the winter solstice feel sorry for themselves."

Qin Feng's heart moved, and he said something about the plum blossoms on the winter solstice, feeling sorry for themselves. The plum blossoms are lonely and cold, but they are proud and feel sorry for themselves. How could he feel the misery in this man's heart? He couldn't help but look at Zhao Lun, scanning into his eyes, catching a trace of anger and anger.

Sad and angry.

This is because the family of origin is relatively miserable, but now that they have become successful, why are they so compassionate? Qin Feng thinks of his original happy family, and then looks at the plight of this poor bastard, and he has no right to sympathize with them.

Bai Lianzhou had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Zhao Lun finished speaking, he immediately answered - "The snow melted and the remaining pink flowers appeared."

Pfft, Qin Feng replied dumbly, this Bai Lianzhou is still a master who hangs around flowers, and the flower mother-of-pearl is the decoration that women put on their foreheads.

This trend was started by the girls of Hongyu Tower. Maybe this Master Bai is also a frequent visitor to Hongyu Tower.

What is snow melt powder? The heavy snow fell on the girl's face, melting the makeup and powder, and the flower pattern between the eyebrows became more obvious. In such a picturesque poem, the word "flower" is indeed stuck on the fifth character. It is purely true.

The life experience is truly amazing.

It was just that the adults who often hung out in the flower house all showed knowing smiles, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Emperor Yuan snorted: "You are really a romantic person."

Bai Lianzhou was eager for success, but he came up with such a poem that showed off Huahua's heart. He was annoyed and suppressed his face until his ears turned red. It took him a long time to bend down: "I am ashamed of myself."

"Although it's a bit romantic, it still complies with the rules of Feihua Order. You pass." Emperor Yuan turned to look at his daughter's expression. As expected, he saw Xiao Lingyao's expression of impatience and disdain. Emperor Yuan seemed to have thought of something, and his expression slightly changed.

Change: "Continue."

The only one left is Qin Feng. Thanks to Bai Lianzhou's romantic poems, he bought some time. Qin Feng was stunned and Xiao Lingyao's heart was stuck in her throat. She was ranked sixth, and the flower character must be sixth.

Literally, she didn't even think of it for a moment.

"My clothes are wet with apricot blossom rain."

Mr. Qin paused and savored it carefully. This sentence describes the rainy season scenery during the apricot blossom season. It is wonderful!

Qin Yun was holding a wine glass. When he heard it, the wine in the glass spilled out. Was this poem written by Qin Feng when he heard it for the first time?

"Okay!!" Emperor Yuan high-fived: "You are so wet with clothes, I wonder what Qin Langzhong can say next?"

Fortunately, Qin Feng still remembered the next sentence, but it seemed that everyone thought it was his original work, so they pretended to think about it for a while, and then slowly said: "My clothes are wet with the apricot blossom rain, and my face is not cold with the willow wind."

Emperor Yuan tasted it carefully and felt that it had the charm of the south. He couldn't help but think of the beautiful figures he had seen in the rain. He squeezed the wine glass in his hand, and there was a trace of sadness in his expression: "Good poem, good poem. I didn't expect that Doctor Qin had such a beautiful figure."

A kind of talent."

Bai Lianzhou's face turned pale. Among the six people here, he was the only one who was a full-fledged civil servant. He was a dignified cabinet minister, but he couldn't compete with a little doctor. It was really embarrassing. The Bai family members not far away couldn't help but use their words.

Cover your face with your sleeves.

"This round, no one is out." Eunuch Hong's sharp voice sounded: "Then let's go to the second round. I don't know whether it will be your Majesty who will give the questions, or the Princess who will give the questions?"

Xiao Lingyao took the initiative and said: "This round, please ask your father to give me the title."

Emperor Yuan was moved when he thought of his graceful galloping on the battlefield, and said, "Let's use horses as the title."

He is worthy of being an emperor, and he still misses his warriors in his heart!

This time, the order is still in the same order as before. If there is something unspeakable, you will have to withdraw, and the ranking will naturally be decided.

Zuo Pingdao frowned, his response this time was a beat slower than before, and finally thought of a sentence - "The horse crows and the flags fly."

Emperor Yuan took a breath, he was very fond of this poem, the hoofs of the horses were hissing, thousands of troops were roaming the battlefield, and the battle flags were fluttering in the wind!

Zuo Pingdao glanced at Emperor Yuan's expression and knew that he had made the right bet, and he showed a hint of lust.

Unexpectedly, Qi Heng beside him immediately said: "Iron horse glaciers break my sorrow!"

Zuo Pingdao was startled. This poem was more tragic than his. At that time, Emperor Yuan, who had not yet ascended the throne, led the army to fight and suffered countless casualties. His sworn brother, who had the deepest feelings for him, also died on the battlefield. Emperor Yuan was in pain and roared while holding his sworn brother's body.

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In the end, he led the army to revenge and became a good story.

It was winter that year, and the battlefield was in the north. Thousands of troops crossed the glacier and headed straight for the enemy camp!

Qi Heng, who had been so honest and unobtrusive before, turned out to have figured out Emperor Yuan's thoughts. He was obviously trying to flatter Emperor Yuan for his loyalty to avenge his sworn brother. He was really flattering!

Emperor Yuan was indeed touched, his eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, very good."

Eunuch Hong took a look at Emperor Yuan's expression and said quickly: "Then let's continue with the Flying Flower Order. It's time for the third round."

In the third round, it was Guo Shitong's turn. The two people in front performed well, but Guo Shitong was like a slap in the face. His mind was already in a state of confusion. Suddenly, he was stunned. For a moment, he was mute and his mind went blank.

Old General Guo, who was sitting not far away, was so angry that his beard was shaking. From the look of this boy, he was going to die. Alas, this boy has loved martial arts since he was a child. He doesn't care about swords, guns and sticks. It's like asking him to read and write.

My life is mediocre, but I finally suffered a loss today.

As expected, Guo Shitong's face turned red and he couldn't think of a word. He could only bend his body in embarrassment and retreat silently.

Qin Feng frowned, this is a variable!

Guo Shitong was eliminated, and the person who was originally supposed to be in the third round became Zhao Lun. If there were no more variables, it would be Zhao Lun in the third round and Bai Lianzhou in the fourth round. He wanted to be in the fifth round instead of the sixth round. It was a pity that the round he had just thought of just now

Six poems with horses.

In this life of uncertainty, Zhao Lun, who was following closely behind, was the one who should panic the most. It was rare to see this seventh-grade master with a trace of hesitation on his eyebrows. Qin Feng was wondering if two people would stretch their hips in succession. He wanted to start from the fifth round.

When it was the fourth round, Zhao Lun spoke.

"It's hard to come back when the sun is thinning."
Chapter completed!