Sign in from the Empress Dowager's Palace

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It is impossible.

First of all.

His identity as Lao Ai is very special.

Once exposed, Xuan Bing's reputation will be bad.

and.

There are so many suitors of Xuan Bing, in case they find out someday.

Their goddess slept with him, so why not come to chop him aggressively with a 500-meter-long sword.

of course.

It's not that Lu Tianyu is afraid.

It's just that Lu Tianyu wanted to be lewd.

He is very clear about his position.

The current him, in this ancient colored glaze country full of talents, or in this Dongsheng Shenzhou, his strength is at most in the middle.

and so.

Must be wretched!

After secretly signing in for a few years, and developing wretchedly, when the time comes, you will be invincible in one fell swoop, isn't that happy?

then.

Lu Tianyu just wanted to be wretched.

Hey!

Hold on!

Don't waver!

Lu Tianyu drank tea and looked at the chessboard: "Where did your white pieces fall just now?"

……

……

a few minutes ago.

Li Fu, the sage of poetry, wrote a poem called Drunken Flower Yin.

Those Taixue students who suppressed in one fell swoop couldn't hold their heads up.

therefore.

It also made Xuan Bing and others lose face.

"Dongli has enough wine to drink, and Lanling Guixiang has been fragrant for a long time. It is said that people are thinner than cucumbers."

Li Fu chanted again.

Then, he said with a smile: "I don't know everyone, but is there a better one?"

All the Taixue students, even those old professors, looked at each other with extremely ugly faces.

The audience was silent.

"It seems that the cultural level of people in your country is not very high!"

Du Fu smiled, and then said to the leading empress dowager Xuan Bing and the little emperor Zhou Luoli: "The empress dowager, Your Majesty, you are making a fool of yourself."

Xuan Bing's pretty face was gloomy upon hearing this.

At this moment, she was full of anger.

Because she never thought of it anyway.

As soon as the banquet started, they were severely suppressed by the ancient kingdom of Dayan.

If it gets out, the face of the Ancient Glass Country will definitely be wiped out.

but.

Faced with this provocation and humiliation.

Xuan Bing couldn't attack again.

Because, she really couldn't think of a better poem.

And this time.

Xiao Xiang came to Xuan Bing's side.

Whispered something in her ear.

Then I handed the poem written by Lu Tianyu to her

.

Xuan Bing opened it and took a look.

His bright eyes lit up immediately.

The whole person also became radiant.

great poem!

great poem!

Really good poem!

Unexpectedly, this man is not only able to work, but also has such a good literary talent!

This is called a good poem, stay on the bed!

Cattle!

then.

Xuan Bing gained confidence, and said: "Li Fu's poems are indeed good, but compared with the poets of our ancient Liuli country, they are still a bit inferior."

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this.

then.

Xuan Bing handed the poem to an eunuch and said, "Come on, read the poems of Xiao Lu, the God of Poetry in our ancient country, to everyone."

The eunuch took it.

one look.

His eyes also brightened.

then.

Open your mouth and read.

===Chapter 119 Lu Quanneng===

The eunuch began to fiddle with his high-pitched voice and read:

"The spring is silent and trickling."

"The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun."

Everyone listens.

My heart suddenly sank!

nice car!

Oh, it's a good poem!

Everyone is in high spirits.

And this time.

The eunuch continued to read:

"Xiao He just showed her sharp corners."

"There was a tortoise standing on its head."

then.

This poem comes out.

Everyone was shocked!

I rely on!

Nice car!

This is much better than the poems written by Li Fu.

The people of the Ancient Glazed Country immediately saw hope.

And this time.

Du Bai, a poetic immortal in the ancient country of Dayan, stood up and said, "I have a poem below."

The hearts of everyone in the Ancient Glass Country sank.

then.

The poet Du Bai said: "When will you have a crush? Ask your roommate about the wine. I don't know if the girl next door has that boyfriend."

This poem comes out.

The audience was in uproar again.

great poem!

It is indeed a good poem!

Everyone has to obey!

And this time.

Yuan Xinyue said lightly: "I wonder if there are still good works in your country?"

Xuan Bing thought for a while, and said, "Come on, go and invite our god of poetry, Xiao Lu."

"Yes."

Xiaoxiang stepped back when she heard the words.

And everyone is curious.

Who the hell is this little Lu!

Can he be called the god of poetry in the ancient country?

Why never heard of it?

Come to think of it, it should be hidden very deep!

Yuan Xinyue and the others were all thinking deeply.

Then, patiently waited for the arrival of the god of poetry.

And a group of people from the Ancient Glazed Country are a group of bewildered people.

Because they don't know the existence of the god of poetry.

Therefore, they are also very curious.

then.

Soon.

Lu Tianyu was carried here.

Lu Tianyu sat in a gorgeous sedan chair.

No one could see his face.

"I heard that the poet of the ancient country of Dayan wrote a good poem. I don't know what kind of poem it is?"

In the sedan chair, Lu Tianyu spoke calmly.