Chapter 194

Mu Yun looked around and found that some people had begun to write after the book of rites had finished. Moreover, the poems were not short at all! Look at that, just like writing "Qinyuan spring · snow" that kind of posture.

And some people, Mu Yundi also noticed that their eyes passed the emperor intentionally or unintentionally. It seems that these people, like her, have thought of this problem.

As for the proposition, whether it is really a simple proposition, or is it intended to test something, mu Yunmin doesn't intend to guess. After all, what she wrote is just a doggerel

As the time of incense was over, everyone stopped writing and waited for the students of the Imperial College to recite their masterpieces.

And the number one player

"Muyun"!! Muyun!! Mu Yun Yu! " Ye Qing stood up and called three times, almost whistling.

It's just that on the whole competition field, whether it's the people who compete or watch the competition, she's the only one who has such a great appreciation for mu Yunji's poems!

"Come on, read it!" Mu Yun Yi hands the paper directly to the students of the Imperial College. The students really don't want to see the paper in their hands, and they are disgusted.

But it's useless to dislike it. With a straight face, he took up the paper in his hand, and his eyes widened!

His expression, and let the people below look down on their faces. It seems that he must have written something "amazing". But people, it's so strange. Knowing clearly that Mu Yunji's writing must be disgusting, but they just want to hear what a wonderful doggerel she wrote!

The students of the Imperial College turned their heads and looked at their eyes. Then they fell on the paper in their hands. The expression on their faces changed from disgust to complexity. The people below were itchy.

"Cough." The Minister of rites coughed twice, and the students immediately corrected their attitude and began to read.

"I have a room with broken walls.

There's a moon on top of your head and cockroaches at your feet. "

As soon as I finished reading, there were people laughing directly. Among them, Princess Yongle was the most. Even if the emperor was still sitting next to her, she was laughing too much.

"It's so funny. Isn't it humiliating to be able to write such poems?" Princess Yongle can't help it. Her tears are almost laughing.

However, with a smile, the surrounding voice was quiet. Even if Princess Yongle was heartless, she also felt that it was wrong. Before she could stop, a low voice came from nearby, "Yongle, what's your royal etiquette?"

The smile on Princess Yongle's face immediately solidified. She put her hands and feet in order and sat down in the chair with her head down, like a pupil waiting to be taught.

"Yongle, can you tell my father what you are laughing at?" The emperor's voice still did not improve, or with low pressure.

Yongle bit his lips, did not dare to answer, but she did not speak does not mean that the emperor let her go, "say."

The word "trembling and trembling" was so rude Yongle thinks this poem It's not poetry. "

"Oh, why?" The emperor asked.

"Because the proposition of this round is clearly home, where is home written by her Where is someone's home like this... " Princess Yongle said that she did not shave her face.

The emperor said meaningfully: "you also know that this round of proposition is home."

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