Li Su's words couldn't help but cause a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, His Royal Highness King Liang, who gave you the courage to make you think that you can take the lead?"

"I'm really laughing at me, Your Royal Highness King Liang, are you sure you're not here to be funny?"

"Humph! If you can take the lead today, I, I will stand upside down in public. ”

Hiss!

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly sounded a gasping business.

This is a ruthless person!

Even Li Su was shocked.

He couldn't help but look at the person who spoke, and found that the person who spoke was the beloved of Fang.

Li Yi looked at Fang Yiai with a smile and said, "Fang Yiai, remember what you said." ”

Cheng Chuliang said beside him: "Your Highness, you can rest assured, as long as you can win the top, this guy will definitely not be able to run." ”

Li Yu proudly walked to the stone table, laid out a piece of paper, and picked up a brush.

He said indifferently: "I'm not targeting any of you. ”

"In my eyes, everyone here is garbage."

"Arrogance!"

"Shameless!"

"Insulting Sven!"

"Humph! Since His Highness said that we are all rubbish, I want to see what kind of poems His Highness can write. ”

Speaking kung fu, Li Su has begun to write.

A scholar beside Li Su, with a look of banter on his face, read out the poem written by Li Su.

The title of the poem is: Memories of Ju.

"Looking at the west wind and thinking about it, when the red reeds are white.

There is no trace of the empty fence in the old garden, and the thin moon is clear and frosty.

The heart is far away with the wild goose, and the few sit and listen to the evening anvil idiot.

Whoever pities me for the yellow flower disease, the consolation Chongyang will have a period. ”

As soon as this chrysanthemum poem came out, the scene couldn't help but be surprised.

These scholars may not be able to make good poems themselves.

But the basic ability to appreciate is still there.

I have to say that this poem by His Royal Highness King Liang is very wonderful.

Today, all of their poems are afraid that it will be difficult to overpower this one.

However, King Liang did not stop there, but picked up a piece of paper again, brushed it, and began to write again.

"Visit Ju:

Take advantage of the frost to try a visit, and the wine glass and medicine cup will not be drowned.

Who planted it under the moon before the frost? Where is the autumn on the edge of the fence?

The wax clogs are in love from afar, and the cold groaning is not very happy.

If the yellow flower relieves the poet, he will bear the head of the cane today. ”

turned out to be an excellent poem, and all the scholars next to him couldn't help but be stunned.

And Li Su continued to take out the third piece of paper and wrote a poem about planting chrysanthemums.

After planting chrysanthemums, it is another pair of chrysanthemums.

And for two of the chrysanthemums, there is no king in the world, it seems that there is only my bosom friend, which caused an exclamation and admiration.

However, the chrysanthemum did not end, and then there was another song for the chrysanthemum.

Among them, the incense is divided into three paths, and the book-thrower has two sentences on a branch of autumn, which once again caused a voice of amazement.

After offering chrysanthemums, there is another song of chrysanthemum.

"The scoundrel poet invades in the dawn, and the sound of self-sinking around the fence stone.

Milliduan Yunxiu writes in the frost, and the corners of the mouth are fragrant to the moon.

The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, who will solve the autumn heart?

After Tao Lingpingzhang, the eternal high wind said to the present. ”

After Yongdai, there are painting chrysanthemums, asking chrysanthemums, praising chrysanthemums, chrysanthemum shadows, chrysanthemum dreams, and remnant chrysanthemums.

Before the three pillars of incense burned out, Li Su actually wrote twelve chrysanthemum poems one after another.

What's even more shocking is that each of these twelve chrysanthemum poems is timeless and exquisite.

Each one of them is unique.

Each one of them is wonderful.

Every time you take it out, you can beat the crowd.

The scholars at the scene, looking at Li Su, all showed many complicated expressions on their faces, and they were speechless for a long time.

And Li Su smiled slightly: "A few gentlemen, I don't know how about these twelve chrysanthemum poems of this king?" ”

At this time, the four referees were also shocked to the point of no return.

Although they don't like Li Su's arrogance, they have to admit that these twelve poems are really well written.

After pondering for a while, Kong Yingda couldn't help but say: "These twelve poems are really exquisitely conceived and wonderful. ”

"First of all, I remember Ju, I can't remember, so I visited; If you visit it, you will plant it; Since it is in full bloom, it is a pair of chrysanthemums. ”

"After that, it will be folded for the bottle to enjoy; Then groan, and then draw chrysanthemums. ”

"If you ask after the painting, Ju will be ecstatic if she knows."

After asking, it was Zanju, then Juying, Ju Meng, and the last one was the beginning and end of the residual chrysanthemum. The scenery of these three autumns has been prepared. ”

"This poetry meeting should be based on these twelve poems."

Among these twelve poems, Yongju is the first, Ask Ju is the second, and Ju Meng is the third. The remaining nine songs, each with its own subtlety, are not in order. ”

After Kong Yingda finished speaking, Li Su couldn't help but smile slightly.

Of these twelve chrysanthemum poems, Li Su copied the chrysanthemum poems in the Dream of Red Mansions.

And Kong Yingda's analysis of these twelve poems, and even their ranking, are the same as in Dream of Red Mansions.

It is enough to prove that Kong Yingda's knowledge is very profound.

And after Kong Yingda announced the ranking, the scholars on the scene had extremely ugly faces.

Unexpectedly, all of them were slapped in the face by King Liang.

Especially Li Tai, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and when he looked at Li Su's gaze, he couldn't wait to bite him to death.

Li Su didn't bother to take care of this little kid at all.

Instead, he looked at Fang Yiai with a smile: "Fang Yiai, this king remembers, you just said that if this king wins the championship, you will stand upside down in public." ”

"Now that this king has won the championship, please start your performance!"

After Li Su finished speaking, the scene suddenly erupted in laughter.

And Fang Yiai blushed and said: "This, don't count, you are cheating!" ”

"Humph! These poems were not written by you at all, but bought by you! ”

Hearing Fang Yiai's words, Li Su's face couldn't help but show a look of panic.

And Li Su's performance seems to prove this fact more and more.

And the real situation is that Li Su's heart has blossomed.

Because at this time, in his mind, prompt sounds kept appearing.

【Value+10】

【Value+10】

【Value+10】

It's not too cool, this is the correct opening posture of the system.

Li Su felt that he would definitely be able to easily exceed 10,000 within today.

Of course, Li Su felt that he should pretend to be a little more like.

You can't throw in the towel so easily.

Li Su couldn't help but point at Fang Yiai, blushing and saying thickly: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't buy poems, don't smear people's innocence out of thin air!" ”

The house is overjoyed, and the laughter is strange.

"Your Highness, you say I wronged you? Wow ha, believe it or not, I know where you bought the poems? ”

"You must have bought the poem in the Fengya Bookstore? Hum! Where did the entire Chang'an City buy poems. ”

"I went to buy poetry, and I saw Cheng Chuliang, Qin Huaiyu and Yu Chi Baoqi."

"You're in this group! What level did you have? Don't you have any points in your heart? ”

"You can write such a good poem, and you can write twelve poems, how can you not buy it?"