Chapter 225

Even Mu Yunxi has figured out why she doesn't admit that she is a transgressor.

Staring at Mu Yun, her eyes fell down and unconsciously fell on the white paper with poems written in front of her. If she didn't guess wrong, she might have been the old lady Mu who had resentment and hatred towards the people in Mu's house. After Mu Yun came, naturally, the hatred and resentment were transferred to Mu Yun's heart.

It's no wonder that Mu Yunji's behavior to the Mu house these days has not pushed the Mufu to the top of the storm. Even aunt Wan was calculated by Mu Yundi, and his reputation was ruined!

Mu Yun, this is to help the dead Mu big straw bag revenge, revenge on the Mu family, revenge on everyone in the Mu family!!

At the thought of this place, Mu Yuxi breathed out a deep breath. It's not hard to understand. After all, the Mu house, regardless of the life and death of Mu big straw bag for more than ten years, plus the means of her and aunt Wan, Mu Dabao can be said to have been oppressed by their mother and daughter for so many years. If Mu Yunxi had not passed through, he would have never made his mark in his life!

Mu Yuxi's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty. Fortunately, his eyes drooped, and no one saw it. Otherwise, the goddess image that Mu Yuxi has been creating will collapse completely!

Good you mu Yun, give face don't want to face!

Just now she put down her body to seek peace, but pretended to be stupid and ignored her, but now she has a hand behind her back. Good, good, Mu Yun, you wait for me!!

"Time is coming. Please speed up." The Minister of rites took a look at the hourglass and reminded him in time.

But mu Yuxi looked at the white paper on the table, put down the brush, put the white paper on the side of the table, raised his head and opened his mouth directly, "I'm surprised that the pillow is cold, and I see the window bright again. When the snow is heavy at night, I hear the sound of bamboo folding. "

"Good poetry!"

At this moment, muxizi's attitude is not to muxizi, but to muxizi

However, Mu Yuxi's poems are really good poems. They are Bai Juyi's poems. Can they be good poems of a generation of poetry demons?

Even Qin Taifu couldn't stop nodding, "I didn't expect to hear two such amazing poems in this round. It's really daunting for the future!"

However, Prime Minister Zhang frowned, and he opened his mouth, "I'm not surprised that Mu Yuxi can make such poems, but..."

Looking at Mu Yun, he said, "I have to ask, Mu Yun, did you really write this poem yourself? And not someone else? Or where did you see it? "

Mu Yun's face was calm, "the prime minister thinks I can't write such a poem, right?"

Zhang Chengxiang looked at Mu Yun and shook his head, "I don't mean that, it's just..."

"It's just that there's a big difference between the three Doggerels I wrote before and this one now, isn't it?" Mu Yun will not finish the words of prime minister Zhang, finish.

"Indeed," he nodded

The first three Doggerels are not too different from the present one. They are just separated by the sky and across the sea!

To put it in a vulgar way, you can't fight with eight strokes.

"Ah..." Mu Yun fan knew what he meant. Instead of being questioned, he laughed and asked, "prime minister Zhang, do you know how many points I have? 2865 points, followed by 1640 points. "

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