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The Feng Family servant carried up a large pile of poems. Although a piece of paper represented a person, there were too many of them. Was she going to read them all by herself?
Just as everyone was thinking of this, Dongfang Ning asked:
"How many are there?"
"There are a total of 2,747 copies here, there are still some people who haven't submitted."
"Understood, you may leave!"
She began to look through the pile of poems. However, she did not read them one by one, but rather checked them out. After reading nearly twenty or thirty poems, she gently put down the last poem in her hand.
"There are too many poems. I have just seen dozens of them, so there are no comments yet. I will also compose a poem, and if any of you feel that this poem is better than mine, recite it yourself for everyone to judge, and if you want to win all of my poems, you can even get a reward. Does everyone think that it's fair?"
"Divine Light of the Empress!"
"That's good, so everyone doesn't feel like they're being judged unfairly. That's good!"
"…"
Dongfang Ning waited until everyone had discussed more before she continued,
"Since no one has any objections, then I'll be making a fool of myself …" She rolled up her sleeves, turned around, and picked up the brush from which the Feng Family had been delivered. She then continued, "Today, I'll write a poem in front of everyone. Everyone, watch carefully."
However, in her mind, she thought of the Intelligent Brain as the "set up script for me". She wanted to use beautiful words to make others sigh in admiration, and wanted to use the contents of a poem to make Xiang Family admit defeat.
When everything was ready, she actually didn't use paper, but rather a book facing the sky.
A line of words appeared in the air in front of her. Everyone cried out in alarm, but soon after, no one could hear a single sound. All of their attention was focused on the words that had appeared in the air.
"Mei!"
"Several plums in the corner!"
"F * ck off!" Wei Yan Er cursed loudly.
"I know it's not snow."
"For the hidden fragrance to come ~"
Everyone followed her words and read them out word by word. It was just a short twenty words, making them think back for a long time …
"I've lost!"
"I admit defeat ~"
"I …"
Not only did everyone downstairs say the same thing, even Ye Mo beside her also whispered:
"Ning'er, I admit defeat!"
It was unknown who was the first to applaud, but a series of applause followed after. This was a very shocking scene. Not only were the words good, they felt that they were unable to surpass this poem. So what if they didn't admit defeat?
This was a poem by Wang Anshi, Dongfang Ning had found it in the Intelligent Brain library. She could recite this poem, which was why she was so confident that she could come up with this question.
"In order to express the fairness and fairness of the competition, any of you who feel that your poem can surpass this poem can immediately recite it and let the famous people appraise it before deciding the victor."
"This student is incompetent, I will immediately return home to study hard!"
Many people who thought themselves to be extraordinary expressed that they were unable to surpass them. They felt ashamed to the point of being unable to show their face.
"Ning'er is truly talented. She has just learned how to write poetry, and she's able to write such an exceptional work. I'm impressed!"
Ye Mo subconsciously bowed to her. Since ancient times, literature had never been first, and those who achieved greatness were masters. Ancients often became famous because of a good poem, so Ye Mo didn't feel it was inappropriate for a woman to be so talented.
It would be strange if this woman, who looked so uncultured, wrote such a good poem in such a short period of time. If the people below knew that Dongfang Ning's poem was only learned, what would they think?
"Ning'er, you're too awesome!" Ye Yun's mood was complicated. This woman was too hateful. Why was she so outstanding?!
"Since there's nothing else, let's go!"
As she spoke, she led the way down the stairs, ignoring the thoughts of others. The people who came to swim around the lake were still staring at the poem in midair. The words were written in black ink, just like the ink, and the lines were vivid and lifelike …
How did she do it? It wasn't strange that paintings could be drawn in the air and words could be written in the air, but how did she do it?
The three of them walked down the stairs. On Dongfang Ning's left, black clothed men suddenly appeared. She raised the saber in her hand and hacked towards Dongfang Ning.
"Ning'er, be careful!"
Ye Yun, who had always been beside her, screamed out in fright. She immediately hugged her and used her own body to block the blade for her. This attack was too sudden and no one could react in time.
Ye Mo also reacted very quickly, the fan in his hand quickly pointed at the blade, and with a ding, the blade was deflected a bit.
"Ah ~ So painful!" Although the knife was slightly off, it still cut down. Ye Yun's back was injured, and Dongfang Ning had also recovered from the injury. She hugged Ye Yun behind her back as she observed her surroundings calmly.
That person didn't succeed with the first slash and was about to attack viciously, but how could Ye Mo give him the chance to do so? With the sound of the fan dancing, he killed black clothed men in a few moves.
"How bold, to actually dare to assassinate the empress, are their Feng Family trying to rebel!" Why did you put the assassin on board? "
After putting the two women behind him, Ye Mo looked around coldly. The citizens were scared and started running back, some of the boats had already left.
Ye Mo's words were exactly what Dongfang Ning wanted. However, black clothed men wasn't her person, so whose person was she?
In the end, who wanted to kill her? Could it be that Xiang Yinrong still hadn't woken up and hadn't learned her lesson?
"Ye Yun, are you alright? Thank you for blocking the blade for me!" She lowered her head and looked at Ye Yun, who was closing her eyes in pain. She felt a little anxious. If anything happened to her, she wouldn't be able to live.
To block a blade just because he knew her, who gave her the courage to do so?
She quickly took out some medicine and applied it to Ye Yunliang, "Let's go to the ship to treat our wounds first. Ye Mo, you will be the guard."
She nimbly picked Ye Yun up and put her on the ground. The people under the Feng Family were already scared senseless, Ye Mo's hat was too big, it had nothing to do with Feng Family. Who knows where this assassin came from?
Everyone hurriedly helped Dongfang Ning carry her into a room, and then fearfully waited for it to end. Businessmen normally didn't want to be involved in the Shangguan Family's matters, so who knew what kind of trouble this would bring to the Feng Family.
"Empress, no, Miss Cousin, you don't recognize me, right? This old servant is one of the stewards of the Feng Family, and what happened today wasn't done by us. We know nothing at all …"
"Let's not talk about this for now. All of you get out and get me some water. I need to treat her wounds."
Ye Yun's injuries weren't serious. Dongfang Ning cut her clothes open, cleaned her wounds, and then sterilized them before applying a hemostatic. It was basically fine.
"Ye Yun is fine now, wake up ~"
"Ning'er, are you alright? You scared me to death, wuu …" Ye Yun seemed to be afraid only after the incident as she sobbed.
"It's fine, we're all fine. Your brother is still outside, I'll go take a look. Rest well here and don't be afraid!"
"No, Ning'er, don't go out! Someone wants to kill you, aren't you scared? Don't go out!"
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