I have a system harvester

Hearing the title announced by Bai Kaiyu, Zhao Wuxie was overjoyed.

Taking the month as the topic, isn't this simple?

The nine years of education in his previous life were not for nothing. He had memorized quite a few poems that he was required to memorize when he was a child.

No, when you come to another world, you must show off, and then tell everyone that everyone here is rubbish.

Looking at Bai Yuewei who was sitting beside the main seat, Zhao Wuxie couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Later, I will show you my talent.

Zhao Wuxie held a pen in his hand and acted in a state of contemplation. Unlike others, others were thinking about how to compose a poem, while Zhao Wuxie was thinking about which poem to copy to make it stand out.

Soon, Zhao Wuxie had an idea in his mind, so he wrote vigorously on paper.

A poem with wet ink on it appeared vividly on the paper, Zhao Wuxie looked at the above content, it was okay, but he was not very good at using a pen after traveling to this different world, so the writing was a bit ugly, but it didn't affect anything.

After everyone handed in their poems, Zhao Wuxie slowly left his poem at the end.

As soon as she walked down, Zhao Wuxie saw Tang Zhiqi who was gnashing her teeth.

The moment he saw Tang Zhiqi, Zhao Wuxie had a charming smile on his face.

Although Tang Zhiqi looks good, but three years ago, this girl actually came to his house to withdraw the engagement, which made Zhao Wuxie lose face.

However, fortunately, he obtained a system through time travel, which allowed him to slap Tang Zhiqi in the face several times in the past three years.

However, Zhao Wuxie felt that it was not enough.

He would continue to slap Tang Zhiqi in the face, that is, to marry Princess Bai Yuewei.

I don't know what Tang Zhiqi's expression will be when she knows that she lost a peerless powerhouse three years ago, she must be very regretful.

Zhao Wuxie quickly sat back in his seat.

At this time, the ministers above were reading the poems written by the noble children just now, Zhao Wuxie shook his head repeatedly, some of these noble children wrote very badly, so bad that it was hard to hear, and some did very well, which made Bai Kaiyu and Bai Yuewei especially Appreciated.

But even for the best poems, Zhao Wuxie couldn't help shaking his head.

"Wuxie, why do you keep shaking your head? Are these poems nothing more than that in your eyes?"

Seeing Zhao Wuxie's abnormal reaction, Zhao Wuxie's father Zhao Wenguang couldn't help frowning.

In the past three years, Zhao Wenguang has seen Zhao Wuxie's progress. In just three years, Zhao Wuxie has changed from a cripple who has lost his cultivation to a genius at the Sea Opening Realm.

This kind of talent is unique, so Zhao Wenguang is also very optimistic about his second son.

But perhaps it was because of this talent that Zhao Wuxie had an arrogant and unruly temperament. Zhao Wenguang felt that Zhao Wuxie should change it.

Just like now, even Bai Kaiyu thought it was a good poem, but Zhao Wuxie shook his head, that's too proud.

"Next is the last song, written by Zhao Wuxie, the second son of the Zhao family."

The minister in charge of reading aloud looked at the poem written by Zhao Wuxie, his brows were furrowed when he first read it, the word is too ugly.

But keep reading, damn it, this is too well written.

For a long time, the minister failed to recover from the poem.

Sensing the strangeness of the minister, Bai Kaiyu immediately said, "Aiqing, if there is anything that cannot be read, you might as well show it to me."

Hearing this, the minister immediately took it to Bai Kaiyu for observation.

At the first glance, Bai Kaiyu also frowned, but soon he showed a surprised expression.

Seeing the appearance of these two people in succession, Zhao Wenguang was startled. It couldn't be that his son's writing was so bad that he couldn't read it.

However, the facts were beyond his expectation, and after Bai Kaiyu saw it, he immediately burst out laughing.

"Okay, okay, okay, you go and read it"

"Sir, follow orders"

The minister spread out the paper and read aloud.

"When is the moon? Ask Qingtian for the wine."

As soon as the minister uttered the first sentence, everyone's eyes lit up. The word is simple and easy to understand, and it is catchy to read, but it does not lose its charm.

Just the first sentence allows everyone to enter the author's inner world.

Immediately afterwards, the minister's second sentence continued.

"I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven."

"I want to take the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold at the heights."

"Dancing clear shadow, like in the world."

As soon as the first half of the book was finished, everyone got a taste of the author's artistic conception and immersed themselves in it.

Not only Bai Kaiyu, but even Bai Yuewei beside him couldn't help admiring Zhao Wuxie's literary talents. Being able to write such poems is really No. 1 in ancient and modern times.

At this moment, Zhao Wenguang regained his composure, no wonder his son kept shaking his head, it turned out that the poems written by others were nothing but farts in his eyes.

No, not even a fart.

Only this one, from now on, Zhao Wuxie can be named a poet saint.

While Zhao Wenguang was still feeling emotional, the minister had already started the second half of the reading.

"Turn to Zhuge, low Qihu, and sleepless photos."

"There shouldn't be hatred, what's the matter of longing for goodbye?"

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by in ancient times."

"Nung, moon and new moon."

I wish you a long life, and share the joys and sorrows of thousands of miles. What a beautiful word, it can't help but make the ministers and noble children who have lost their relatives burst into tears.

And Bai Kaiyu, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help feeling sad secretly. When everyone was not paying attention, he turned his head secretly and wiped away his tears.

At this time, Bai Kaiyu felt the same way, thinking of his queen.

Bai Kaiyu had been with his queen for more than ten years, but a serious illness took her life.

This made Bai Kaiyu no longer think about standing up.

Bai Kaiyu has a deep affection for the queen, so deep that there is only the queen in the harem.

It is also true that Bai Yuewei is the only heir of Bai Kaiyu.

Therefore, there has always been a rumor in the Shannan Empire that as long as you marry a princess, you will get the entire empire.

Bai Yuewei seemed to see through Bai Kaiyu's mind, and couldn't help but hold his hand, "Father, you still have me."

Bai Kaiyu was taken aback for a moment, that's right, although he is separated from the queen forever, he still has his daughter to accompany her, and he doesn't know who will benefit from such a lovely daughter in the future.

"Good words, good words, this is the first time I have seen such a well-written word"

At this moment, the literary master Jiang Hanmo couldn't help admiring.

As a master of literature, Jiang Hanmo has a very high status in the Shannan Empire, and his affirmation shows how excellent the poems written by Zhao Wuxie are.

Hearing Jiang Hanmo's praise, Zhao Wuxie was secretly happy, and privately scolded those noble children as rubbish.

Immediately, he looked at Tang Zhiqi, as if mocking her, "Do you regret the divorce?"

Seeing Zhao Wuxie's expression, Tang Zhiqi immediately became furious. In the past three years since the divorce, Zhao Wuxie had ridiculed her countless times.

Although she has never regretted it, because she feels that her marriage should be decided by herself.

But Zhao Wuxie is really too hateful.

Seeing Tang Zhiqi's devastated expression, Zhao Wuxie couldn't say how happy she was.

Just when Zhao Wuxie was complacent, a very discordant voice suddenly came from below.

"Hey, isn't this a word written by my teacher?"