The elven feast was sumptuous, really sumptuous.

There are all kinds of fruits, red, purple, yellow, white, all of them contain thick juice, and when you bite into it, your mouth will be full of fragrance.

In addition to fruits, there is also very delicious fruit wine, which has a fragrant aroma, which just makes Li Longxuan a little depressed, why don't you see any meat dishes?

If you don't have a roast whole lamb, it's not bad if you give me a roast beef, even if you don't have roast beef, I can barely eat a few bites of roast chicken and duck.

But during the whole banquet, except for the fruit and fruit wine, not even a piece of meat could be seen, let alone meat, not even vegetables and the like!

White rice, it's also nice to have rice poured with oil, but there is no oil or water at all during the whole banquet. Nima, Li Longxuan really can't figure it out, these guys eat these things every day, won't they get tired? Eat these every day, can they really eat enough?

Without oil and water, what are they living for?

Li Longxuan couldn't help rolling his eyes, waiting for the banquet to be over, and when he returned to his residence, he had to eat a meal of boiled beef jerky, damn!

There were hundreds of people present, all of whom were famous among the elves, and some of them were famous poets and singers among the elves.

"Your Majesty, for such a beautiful banquet, let me write a poem to toast you. After drinking for a while, a gray-haired old elf stood up and raised his glass and roared, startling everyone present.

"The bright moon shines on the river, there is light everywhere, when I drink all the wine, scoop a glass to honor my king." ”

"Good!"

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

“......”

As soon as that guy finished speaking, the surrounding elf clans couldn't help but cheer, and Li Longxuan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard it.

Nima, this is also a good poem, this is a good poem, then all Chinese poets are absolutely poets, immortals, poets, gods and poets.

Suddenly, everyone quieted down and looked at Li Longxuan, and when everyone was cheering happily, Li Longxuan's laughter was so harsh.

The old man of the poet, who was in the midst of everyone's admiration, glared at Li Longxuan angrily, this was simply an insult to him in Chiguoguo, only to see him snort coldly, and said: "Is my poem so funny?" Respected Royal Highness the Emperor, if you think my poetry is not in the stream, please make one too, let us see how your human poems are!"

"What kind of poetry do humans make? I think their culture was still plagiarized from our elves, and it is a joke that humans can make poetry!" said an elven who looked at Li Longxuan with contempt.

"Human beings can do poetry, it's like the sun rising in the west, hahaha......"

"Yes, that's right. ”

“......”

Li Longxuan raised a wine glass, stood up slowly, then glanced at all the elves, cleared his throat, and said, "Respected elven nobles, what you said is right, we humans don't know how to make poetry. ”

"Hahaha......"

"You kid is self-aware!"

"Self-inflicted humiliation, hahaha......"

“......”

Hearing Li Longxuan's words, the elves present couldn't help laughing, and in front of them, Li Longxuan was like a clown.

However, Li Longxuan is not angry at all about everyone's teasing, you can laugh if you want to, wait a minute, I won't make you laugh.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me finish my words, okay? We humans don't know how to compose poetry, and the most we humans like to shout a few words is to cheer everyone up, to help them have fun. ”

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. Wang Shuyu said that it was half a night, and the tears and rain were not complaining. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the day of the wings!"

This poem is a poem by Nalan Xingde, and Li Longxuan just changed Lishan to Wang Shu, and Wang Shu is the palace of the elf clan. As soon as Li Longxuan's words ended, everyone was stunned.

Especially Queen Isa, she read a few words softly, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten secretly, because Li Longxuan's words made her feel empathetic.

"Okay, good poetry!" Queen Isha exclaimed hello, and when she looked at Li Longxuan, her eyes flashed with a different color. All women love talented men, let alone being the queen of the elves.

For the queen, Li Longxuan has brought her more and more surprises, not only knows medical things, but also knows how to compose poetry, this is simply a human scholar!

Li Longxuan smiled slightly, and then did it, at this time the whole field was quiet, and many people were still whispering, "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan." Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. Wang Shuyu said that it was half a night, and the tears and rain were not complaining. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the day of the wings!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"I really didn't expect that someone could make such good poems, and I really didn't expect that there would be such a good poet in the human world. ”

"Your Royal Highness, you are really a poet worthy of respect, can you give a poem according to the current scene? You see, the moon is hanging high in the sky now, and everyone is toasting to harmony, but it is a very good scene. An elf said with a smile.

"Damn, isn't it just making poems? Brother can't do anything else, poetry will still steal a few poems, China has been up and down for 5,000 years, and poetry is even more vast, stealing a few capitals can crush you to death." Li Longxuan said secretly, and then stood up.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. The high place is unbearable, and the dance is clear to figure out the shadow. How it seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household. There should be no hatred without sleep. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. Li Longxuan sang as he walked.

Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head" was sung by Li Longxuan, and once again the elves present were stunned.

When did human poetry become so beautiful, and when did human poetry become so advanced? Even the great poets of the elven race could not make such beautiful poems!

Shocked, everyone was shocked by Li Longxuan's poetry, and didn't want to admit that Li Longxuan's poetry was the best, but I have to say that it was the best.

Silence, all the elves had to be silent.