Just when she was about to throw it forward, a cool voice suddenly sounded next to her——
"Your Majesty, if the female officer misses or fails to come up with her, it is a crime of deceiving the emperor!"
"..."
Nan Yan trembled slightly, and looked at Concubine Kang Wu Wan who was sitting on the seat with a gloomy expression and even a trace of resentment in her eyes. She sneered and said, "When the time comes, you will be severely punished!"
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned.
However, Nan Yan's tense mood relaxed at this moment.
She looked back at Concubine Kang, smiled faintly, and said, "It's only natural."
Wu Wan glared at her angrily.
And Nanyan looked back at the slender jug, took a deep breath, and softly chanted—
"The sound of drums makes the sea shake the yellow sand."
Stretching out his hand and throwing it, the arrow pierced the wind and fell into the mouth of the pot with a click.
Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief.
The most difficult step, she has gone out!
Nan Yan took a step forward, picked up another arrow, threw it forward, and said in her mouth: "Mishearing the shocking string is the song."
Click, the arrow fell into the pot again.
At this moment, the arrows in his hand seemed to have divine help, and Nan Yan didn't even need to aim anymore, but when he got excited, he stepped forward one after another, and threw the arrows into the pot one after another—
Beacon smoke is suspected to be Xia
picturesque country
Ying Zhige
don't read-
In the last sentence, she had already walked in front of the jug, pointed an arrow at the mouth of the jug, raised her head, looked at Ari Silan whose complexion was gradually becoming serious, and said in a deep voice—
"kill!"
With a final click, the arrow fell in.
At this moment, the entire Nuan Pavilion was silent, and even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
All the people seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception of the poem just now, and no one spoke for a long while.
I don't know how long after, a gentle voice repeated: "The country is picturesque, you should stop fighting, don't want to kill... good!"
It was Jian Ruocheng in the crowd.
With appreciation in his gentle eyes, he looked at Nanyan with a smile, and clapped his hands lightly: "It's a good one, I don't want to kill."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of applause all around.
No one thought that a little Shangbao female official, a seemingly useless little girl, could write a pagoda poem within seven steps, and the meaning in the poem was profound and far-reaching.
The mountains and rivers are picturesque, so we should stop fighting.
Don't want to kill.
Isn't this what the people of the world have been looking forward to for many years, and is it also the prosperous world that the officials hope to create
Even Zhu Feng's face showed a trace of shock.
He, of course, knew that Nanyan was not the kind of woman who rolled around in a pile of makeup. She was able to help him regain Jian Tongguang with a few words before, which was evident.
However, he really did not expect that she would be able to compose a poem in seven steps in front of the special envoy of the country.
It never occurred to her that she had such a mind.
what to do…
Looking at that small face, those bright and wise eyes, he felt that the steel-like heart was beating wildly again.
What else is there on her that I haven't discovered
Just like everyone's astonishment, Arisilan, who was standing behind the seat with a dignified expression, was too shocked to speak at this moment.
Seeing Nan Yan looking at him with a somewhat smug expression, he finally understood.
trap.
No wonder just now, when she returned to Princess Baoyin's song, she didn't do other poems, but she just wanted to do the pagoda poem as if she wanted to be brave.
Just waiting here!
They were all trapped by her!