For a while, everyone looked at the book in Lu Jianye's hand.

On the delicately framed blue book cover, the three big characters "You Fang Ji" are written.

[Laughing to death, I really took it to copy it later! ] 】

[But why did Mr. Lu take it out? ] 】

[I came from Lu Jianye's live broadcast room, and Lu Jianye sent the guards to buy it after hearing Wanwan talk about poetry collections. 】

[Eighty percent of this speed is airborne.] 】

【What! My wife has a book in love but can't afford it? Buy it quickly and give it to your wife! 】

Qin Wanyin looked at the book in Lu Jianye's hand and raised her eyebrows.

She originally arranged for Zhiqiu to take out the poetry collection and pretend that she had just bought it.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jianye got it first.

But it helped her.

Zhiqiu is her person, and if she takes out a collection of poems, she will inevitably be suspected of doing it.

Lu Jian Ye is in a high position, and no one will question him.

The emperor laughed heartily, "It turns out that the emperor's brother has already sent someone to buy it, I don't know if the verses in this book are better, or the poems of the daughter of the Liu family are better?" ”

Lu Jianye took the book to the chamberlain and asked the chamberlain to transfer it to the emperor on his behalf.

The emperor only turned a page, and then he felt that there was a golden light in the book, as if he had opened a treasure house.

It's all a great work!

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear!

Confidants in the sea, if the end of the world is next to each other!

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times!

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days!

……

The Emperor's hands trembling as he held the book.

It seems that one after another figures appeared in this book.

Whether he is drinking for pleasure, or worrying about the country and the people, or a wanderer in a foreign country, every poem comes to life and talks to him.

[Hahaha, the emperor felt the shock from Tang poems and Song lyrics! ] 】

[Woohoo! If I were an ancient person, born in an alternate era without Li Bai Dufu, I would cry to death when I saw this collection of poems at first glance! 】

[There is a refreshing feeling that Qin Shi Huang can see the modern military industry! 】

[There's something to this virtual game!] Even the emotions of the NPCs are so in place! When will the server beta be opened, I want to sign up! 】

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Inside the main hall, it was extremely quiet.

Everyone looked at the emperor's expression, and saw him frowning from time to time, and then his eyebrows stretched, and everyone looked at each other.

Until they saw that the emperor's eyes were red, everyone was so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

What exactly is written in this book of poems!

It can make the emperor who is so moody and angry!

The emperor did not notice that the people kneeling down were still holding the scrolls.

Every poem has a signature, especially the person named Li Bai, the poems are magnificent and fantastical, and they make people feel like they are in a fairyland.

and the one named Li He.

Ghost lights are like lacquer dotted pine flowers.

Protecting the stars and beckoning ghosts.

The pen is treacherous and colorful, but the writing is obscure and desolate.

- "Your Majesty. ”

The queen's repeated reminders several times were ineffective, so she could only pull the hem of the emperor's clothes boldly.

The Emperor snapped back to his senses.

Looking at the palatial palace and the group of ministers kneeling in the dark and in a trance, I realized my gaffe.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat."

When the empress saw the emperor like this, she was even more curious about the content of this collection of poems.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what is written in this book?"

The emperor was speechless for a moment.

He subconsciously wanted to keep the book privately, and he couldn't bear to see it come out of the world.

If any of these poems can be written with his name, it will be enough for him to live forever.

"The imperial sister-in-law doesn't need to worry, this king bought a few more copies." Lu Jianye's voice sounded, "It's just enough to have one per person." ”

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment.

The county lord said that this collection of poems is fifty taels and one book, and each person will issue one book, not to mention a thousand taels of silver.

Spending thousands of taels to buy books, King Ning An is not only generous, but also a lover of books.

Lu Jianye raised his hand and ordered the guards around him.

The guard bowed his head and immediately took out a sack of books, handed it to the chamberlain, and asked the chamberlain to give one to each of the people present.

Everyone: "??? ”

Such an expensive book was put in a sack?

Isn't it too hasty!

[This scene is very similar to the new textbook at the beginning of school!] 】

[Textbooks have been distributed!] I will definitely study hard! No more rotten! (Write down your name carefully) (wrap the book cover) (sit standard and other classes) The first math lesson (pick up a pen) (don't understand) (drop the pen) (continue to swing badly)]

[Play me in the comment area!] 】

When everyone present had sent out the book of poems, they opened the book in confusion, and then the expressions on their faces changed just like the emperor's.

"Good poetry!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Fang Cai, the old champion who was amazed by Liu Ruyu's talent and sealed his pen, looked like he had drunk too much at this time, standing high on the stool, shaking his head and chanting loudly.

"Repay the king's will on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king!"

[This guy is on the head! 】

[Question the emperor, understand the emperor, and surpass the emperor!] 】

[Li He's poem! I'm crying to death! 】

After reading the poems written by Liu Yong, a female dependent was shocked and said obsessively:

"After a few years, it should be a good day and a good time."

"Even if there are a thousand styles, who can I tell them!"

The woman's mind was delicate, and she only felt that this poem was written on her heart, and she actually cried while holding the book.

[That's Liu Yong after all!] 】

[Sleeping flowers and willows, singing all the wind and dust!] The white-clothed prime minister, fill in the words by order! 】

[I, Li Yu, applied to play! ] 】

[I, Li Qingzhao, applied to fight! ] 】

[I, Nalan Rongruo, apply to fight! ] 】

[Can you make a video of the reaction of ancient people when they read each poet, similar to the reaCtiOn video of a blogger watching a celebrity singing stage!] 】

【…… Forget it, I don't want to watch the black fan war in the poet circle! Think about the big fight between Zhang Ailing's fans and Yang Jiang's fans, I can't understand it at all without culture. 】

[It can be expected that Du Fu fans scolded Li Bai for marketing hype and raised a group of wand man fans, and then Li Bai fans scolded Du Fu for kneeling and licking and selling miserably! ] This scene is more exciting than the domestic entertainment star's tearing flower! 】

The barrage swept the entire live broadcast room with a blowout.

Just looking at the barrage, those who don't know think they have entered the poetry conference.

And the foreigners who watched the live broadcast were confused.

What is this?

I can't understand it at all!

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In the main hall, everyone held a collection of poems, like a treasure.

The emperor waved his hand, "I really want to meet Li Bai, Su Shi and the others!" Brother Huang, where did you buy this book of poems, I want to meet the owner of this study. ”

Lu Jianye shook his head, "I heard that it was Lang Zhong who spent half his life sorting it out, and later this Lang Zhong passed away, and it was found by his apprentice when he was sorting out the relics." ”

Upon hearing this, the Emperor sighed.

This Lang Zhong has passed away, but I am afraid that these poets are long gone.

Wei Zhaoyi flipped through carefully, and after seeing one of the pages, Dai frowned slightly, revealing a puzzled look.

She pointed to the word "Water Tune Song Head" and looked at Liu Ruyu.

"Miss Liu, you just said that those poems are your inspirational works, but how can there be your poems in this poetry collection?"