Just as she was about to throw forward, a cool voice suddenly sounded next to her—

"Your Majesty, if the female official misses, or can't come up, it is the crime of bullying the king!"

“……”

Nanyan trembled slightly, her eyes looked at Concubine Kang Wu Yun, who was sitting in the seat, her face was cold, and there was even a trace of resentment in her eyes, she sneered: "When the time comes, it will be punished heavily!" ”

“……”

Zhu Feng's brows furrowed.

However, Nanyan's tense mood relaxed at this time.

She glanced back at Concubine Kang, smiled faintly, and said, "This is natural." ”

Wu Yun glared at her angrily.

And Nanyan looked back at the slender wine jug, took a deep breath, and said softly-

"The sound of drums and the sound of the sea shake the yellow sand."

Reaching out and throwing it, the arrow broke through the wind, clicked, and fell right into the spout.

The people around them breathed a sigh of relief.

The hardest step, she has already walked out!

Nanyan took a step forward, picked up another arrow, threw it forward, and chanted: "Mishearing is a song." ”

Click, and the arrow fell into the pot again.

At this moment, the arrows in his hand seemed to be like divine help, and Nanyan didn't even need to aim anymore, and when he was raised, he took a few steps forward one after another, and the arrows were thrown into the pot one after another-

The smoke is suspected to be a glow

The country is picturesque

It should be stopped

Don't read it—

In the last sentence, she had already walked in front of the wine jug, aimed an arrow at the spout of the jug in her hand, and raised her head, looked at Arislan, whose face gradually became solemn, and said in a deep voice-

"Kill!"

Finally, there was a click, and the arrow fell in.

At this moment, the entire warm 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 time.

I don't know how long it took, a gentle voice repeated: "The country is picturesque, you should stop fighting, don't think about killing...... Good! ”

It's Jian Ruocheng in the crowd.

With a pair of gentle eyes with appreciation, he looked at Nanyan with a smile and clapped his hands gently: "A good one should stop fighting, don't think about killing." ”

As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of applause around him.

No one thought that a little Shangbao female official, a little woman who seemed almost useless, would achieve a pagoda poem within seven steps, and the meaning of the poem was profound and far-reaching.

The country is picturesque, and it should be stopped.

Don't read killing.

Isn't this what the people of the world have been looking forward to for many years, and it is also the prosperous era that the ministers 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 was rolling in the pile of fat powder, and she was able to help him recover Jian Tongguang in a few words before, which can be seen.

However, he really didn't expect that she would be able to become a poem in seven steps in front of the envoy of the country.

I didn't expect that she would have such a mind.

What to do......

He looked at the little face, the bright and wise eyes, and felt that the heart forged of steel was beating again.

What else is there in her body that she didn't discover?

Like everyone's astonishment, Arislan, who was standing behind his seat with a solemn face, was speechless in shock at this moment.

Seeing Nanyan looking at him with a somewhat smug expression, he understood a little.

Snare.

It's no wonder that just now, when she returned to Princess Baoyin's song, she didn't make other poems, but she just wanted to do that pagoda poem.

I'm just waiting here!

They are all trapped by her!