Song Yi originally took advantage of the information asymmetry between himself and the real king, embezzled other people's works, and covered up the shortcomings of his poor literary talent, where did he dare to really take other people's works.

Hurriedly explained, "I didn't make this poem. I only saw it in a book by chance. The author of the poem is a poet named Li Bai, and this poem is also a poem in which he said goodbye to his Donglu friend. ”

"Well, really? Who is this Li Bai, and where does he live? How old is this year? Zhu Xi asked in detail.

"Li Bai, the word is too white, and his ancestral home is Chengji, Longxi. is an unknown little poet. Long dead. I also came across his poems by chance, and I thought he was quite talented. Written with a romantic temperament and a love of nature. I just looked at the mountains and mountains of the mountain on this day, and I was moved, and suddenly I thought of the immortal Li Taibai's "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell", so I recited it to this group."

Song Yi was a little weak-hearted, after all, he introduced Li Bai, the greatest poet in ancient China, but Song Yi deceived the real king, Li Bai was just an unknown little poet.

This is also a last resort, and she can't tell the real king that Li Bai is from the Tang Dynasty. After all, in the era in which Song Yi and the others lived, there was no Tang Dynasty at all. Even if it is calculated according to time, it will be two or three hundred years before Li Bai is born. In order not to make people suspicious, Song Yi had to lie.

Song Yi's nervous performance made Zhenwang feel that she must have something to hide, so the expression on her face was even more ugly.

"You call him an immortal? How can he be worthy of the title of immortal? This king listened to the poem you just recited, and it was no more than Er'er," Zhu Xi said.

It happened that the real king and his party came to a place where the mountain road was interrupted and the terrain was flat, Zhu Xi let everyone rest, and he had more energy to find out who Li Bai was in Song Yi's mouth.

It is said that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and Song Yi lost his peace because of lying, and he did not notice the abnormality of the real king. And Chunxiang, Jiang Geng and others, who were silently paying attention on the side, saw the clues.

"Poof" Haruka and the others around him laughed.

Song Yi looked at Chunxiang and them inexplicably, not understanding why they suddenly showed meaningful smiles.

Chunxiang couldn't bear that the princess was still stupid and didn't know it, so she pointed in the direction of the real king Zhu Xi.

Song Yi looked at the man's angry expression, and suddenly realized that the man's performance was obviously jealous. Yes, a wife would give such a high opinion to another man's poetry. It's a man who is a little unhappy.

However, Song Yi was embarrassed to lie again. She had already lied and told them that Li Bai, a poet immortal, was an unknown poet. If he continues to smear his talent now, Song Yi can't bear it.

Song Yiming knew the true king's mood at the moment, but he still had to say two truths for Li Bai: "Isn't that poem just now bad?" No, it's majestic, it's like being there. After reading "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell", it seems that he is like Li Taibai, a small person in front of nature. Those worldly and emotional fetters can be forgotten. ”

"Really? So, are you troubled? Especially when you read the last sentence just now, do you feel that marrying this king is a painful and uncomfortable thing? Zhu Xi knew that he was arguing with words now, but he couldn't help but care about that Li Bai very much.

Song Yi had no choice but to say a few words in the true king's ear. Chunxiang and the others were several steps away from Song Yi and the others, and they couldn't hear clearly what the couple was whispering.

However, I saw the princess say a few words in the ear of the real king. The gloomy expression on the face of the true king was like a sunny day after a rain, and it was much brighter.

"Do you really think so?" The True King asked.

"This is what I really think in my heart," Song Yi couldn't wait to raise his hands and swear.

"I believe you," the true king couldn't help but have a happy expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth uncontrollably pulled an arc.

Song Yi saw that the man was coaxed, and he had been worried about it, and his heart was smoothly put down.

"Don't" Chunxiang desperately stopped Jiang Geng's body from moving forward.

Jiang Geng was very curious, what the princess said in the prince's ear just now, which could make the prince who fell into the vinegar vat lose his temper in an instant.

With such means, Jiang Geng also wants to learn secretly, so that he can coax the women around him. Although Jiang Geng didn't name who it was, his eyes couldn't help but drift to Chunxiang.

And Chunxiang looked helpless, knowing that Jiang Geng had always been unorthodox in front of her. As long as he's not on a mission, he likes to joke and laugh.

But today, in front of the prince and the princess, Jiang Geng was not self-respecting, so Chunxiang was also anxious.

The interaction between Jiang Geng and Chunxiang could not escape the sharp eyes of the real king.

After relieving himself with his wife, the real king turned around and shot at Jiang Geng, "What's the trouble, don't take anyone to the front to explore the way"

"Command" Jiang Geng's face changed in a second, he was very serious, turned around and ordered a few people, and went to the front to explore the way.

"Any questions?" Song Yi felt that the man made Jiang Geng so careful all the way, it must be not only the reason for the difficult mountain road.

"There's nothing wrong with being careful," the true king didn't say much, but asked, "The poem just now, I just thought about it, and it's actually okay." I don't know if there is any better poem about the immortals you are talking about? ”

"You say Li Taibai's poems? That's a lot," Song Yi blurted out.

"Li Bai lived for 61 years and wrote hundreds of poems, almost every one of which is a masterpiece." Song Yi healed the scar and forgot the pain, and praised Li Bai in front of the true king.

Chunxiang was in the back, and she was very anxious, but the real king was there, and she didn't dare to blatantly remind the princess, so she could only be in a hurry in the back.

"Haruka, what are you doing?" Song Yi didn't completely ignore the surrounding environment, and soon found that Chunxiang was wandering back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

"Princess, you better take advantage of our rest and rest for a while. I don't know what the road ahead is, it's safer to recuperate" Chunxiang secretly looked at the true king's face, and didn't find that the real king was displeased, so she relaxed a little. But still be careful to remind the princess.

Song Yi finally understood the meaning of Chunxiang's words, stuck out his tongue, and closed his mouth.

"Why didn't you say it?" Zhu Xi pretended not to see the two masters and servants "eyebrows", and teased, "I don't believe what you say, such a talented person will not have a good reputation?" Until he died, few people had heard of his name? ”

"What, you suspect me of lying?" Song Yi said in surprise.

"Unless, if you recite another poem by Li Bai, I want to see if it really deserves the name of the Immortal," Zhu Xi said with some skepticism.

When Song Yi heard this, the great poet in his heart was questioned, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he choked and said, "Don't say one, I can recite eight out of ten poems casually, and each of them will make you stunned."