Lu Changsheng finally understood why the Middle Ground Continent had declined when he saw this bunch of Saints who were like bootlickers.
Look at the cultivators of the Eastern Ground, none of them moved.
Look at you guys, this is simply …!
Sigh!
Lu Changsheng was exasperated.
However, at this moment, Wang Xuanji, who was not far away, came back to her senses. When she heard that Lu Changsheng had arrived, she couldn't help but look around. When she saw Lu Changsheng, she hurriedly walked over.
"Senior Brother Lu! You're here. Quick, move aside. Don't disturb Senior Brother Lu's fresh air. "
Wang Xuanji seemed a little excited.
"Senior Brother Lu, you're here too."
Li Rulong also walked over with a smile.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Lu." Zhang Yuanru also ran over and bowed respectfully when he saw Lu Changsheng.
"Imperial tutor! Imperial tutor! I, Qian Yiyuan, really don't know how to say much. Here, I wish Emperor's Preceptor the best of luck. May you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, may you live a long life, and may your love be stronger than gold. May the stars shine brightly, may you be in high spirits, may you be in high spirits, and may you be in high spirits! "
Qian Yiyuan popped out of nowhere and gave a series of blessings the moment he saw Lu Changsheng.
Many people were dumbfounded.
You call this not knowing how to say much?
It was understandable to add flowers to embroidery, but what did you mean by sending coal in the snow?
However, Lu Changsheng understood Qian Yiyuan very well. At the same time, he was also very curious about what happened to Qian Yiyuan when he was young for him to be like this.
"Didn't your sister come?"
Lu Changsheng asked curiously.
"Nope, she went to war."
Qian Yiyuan shook his head and replied.
"Went to war?"
"That's right. She said that it's boring in the Royal Capital and that she can't bully others. Imperial tutor, you don't have to worry about her. She won't be at a disadvantage."
Qian Yiyuan said with a smile.
Lu Changsheng could not help but have the illusion that the Great Qian Dynasty was doomed.
However, at this moment, the Violet Green Saint spoke.
"What's the situation now? I specially invited Senior Brother Lu over to bring honor to us male cultivators. "
Violet Azure Saint said.
"What? Bring glory to the men's football team? I can't do it. "
Lu Changsheng seemed to have misheard.
"No, it's about winning glory for us male cultivators. Senior Brother Lu, what's a men's football team?"
The Violet Azure Saint was dumbfounded.
"Oh, a male cultivator." Lu Changsheng let out a sigh of relief. It was mainly because the Purple Azure Saint had spoken a bit too quickly, so he had misheard.
"The Heavenly Fragrance Sect's Sikong Nanqin has already drafted a topic. The topic on the left is the one that Sikong Nanqin wrote. However, up until now, no one has been able to make Fairy Nanqin nod her head. The topic that Saintess Linglong wrote is also somewhat similar. Of course, up until now, no one has been able to come up with a poem that satisfies the Saintess."
Wang Xuanji said.
"We really don't know anything about love. Senior Brother Lu, we're counting on you now."
The Saint of the Shu Sect said seriously.
He was not the only one. Many people looked at Lu Changsheng with anticipation in their eyes.
Lu Changsheng could not help but frown.
He had indeed studied for a few years, but the problem was that he did not know many poems about love.
However, Wang Fugui pondered for a while after reading the poem. Then, he slowly said, "To be honest, I do know a little about poetry."
As soon as he said that, everyone became curious.
"Oh, who is this?"
"Senior Brother Lu's good friend, Brother Wang," the Violet Azure Saint explained.
Everyone nodded. Since he was Lu Changsheng's friend, he was naturally not an ordinary person.
"Brother Wang, if you're talented, you can give it a try. It's free anyway. We've all tried it once, but the poem was only average and failed to gain Fairy Nanqin's approval."
Wang Xuanji said.
Wang Fugui was even more relieved after hearing everyone's words.
"If that's the case, I'll show my incompetence."
Wang Fugui said.
Everyone was full of anticipation.
Only Lu Changsheng seemed a little quiet.
He still remembered Wang Fugui's classic poem about a red boat traveling in Jinling with fish on the boat.
However, it was fine. He could let Wang Fugui lay the groundwork first.
Very good, very good, very good!
"Since it's about love and missing out, I'll improvise a poem."
"The scholar loves the beautiful woman, the mother-in-law is snobbish, the gift is sixty-six thousand, there will be no more!"
Wang Fugui's voice was full of emotion. In the end, two streams of tears rolled down his cheeks.
The crowd instantly fell silent.
The entire hall was dead silent.
Wang Fugui felt a little guilty.
"Great!"
After a while, someone spoke. It was Wang Xuanji. He looked calm and was the first to agree.
"This poem sounds a little ordinary, but if you listen to it carefully, it seems to be very close to life."
Li Rulong also opened his mouth to praise.
"I seem to have seen a pair of lovers. The man has feelings for the woman, but unfortunately, they met a powerful mother-in-law. In order to break them up, she offered a sky-high gift, causing the two lovers to be unable to be together. Sob sob sob, I'm crying!"
"I'm crying too!"
"This is a poem, a poem that's close to life. It's just a few simple words, but it can describe such a touching story. Great, great!"
"I'm crying too. I saw that my Dao partner wasn't crying, so I hit her until she cried."
"Great, great, great!"
"Let's do another one! Quick, let's do another one! "
"As expected of the person who follows Senior Brother Lu. He's simply brimming with talent!"
"Even pigs are talented when following Senior Brother Lu, let alone humans! This Brother Wang is brimming with talent. "
In the ancient square, voices of praise rang out, causing Lu Changsheng to suffocate.
'Are you guys serious?'
'Fellow Daoists, how much is a good review?' 'Let's earn money together?' 'Don't leave me alone.'
Lu Changsheng was dumbfounded. Although he knew that Wang Fugui's poems were bad, he didn't expect his views to be refreshed.
Lu Changsheng started to doubt his life. He felt that there was nothing worse than this in the world.
Hearing the praises from the crowd, Wang Fugui became even more motivated.
"Since that's the case, I'll show you my second poem."
"Cough, cough!"
Wang Fugui even adjusted his emotions.
Then, he said.
"Since the second poem is about love and not daring, I'll show it again."
"There's a beauty in the north."
Wang Fugui said.
Sigh, you don't say, the first sentence finally has some knowledge.
Lu Changsheng was a little curious.
Then, Wang Fugui continued.
"There's a beauty in the north. She's so beautiful. I really want to carry her home, but I don't dare!"
Sigh!
At this point, Wang Fugui sighed deeply. There was an indescribable loneliness in his eyes.
Gasp!
Lu Changsheng took back his words.
'There's really a poem worse than the first one.'
'Damn it.'
'This is the poet, Zhang Dapao?'
In the Bright Moon Ancient Workshop, Lu Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.
'What kind of demon or ghost could come up with such a poem?'
'What kind of demon or ghost could come up with such a poem?'
'He's not illiterate anymore. He's mentally retarded, isn't he?'
However, what shocked Lu Changsheng again was that.
At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar again.
"Good poem! Good poem! "
"Although it's a little vulgar, it comes from the bottom of my heart. Good, good, very good."
"This poem has expressed our thoughts. I really want to carry her home, but I don't dare."
"Yes, although it's a little vulgar, the ancients said that great elegance is great elegance, and great elegance is great elegance! Both refined and popular, both refined and popular! Hahahaha! "
"This poem reminds me of a Dao companion that I haven't seen until now."
"This poem reminds me of my childhood hometown."
"You don't say, this poem reminds me of that unforgettable summer. At that time, Ah Zhen fell in love with Ah Qiang."
"F * ck, guys, aren't you going too far? How much did you guys charge? "
"Good, good, good, what a great poem."
"Although I think this poem is average, since you guys say it's good, I'll say it's good too!"
The hall was filled with cheers.
It made Lu Changsheng feel inexplicably upset.
He was upset not because the poem was too bad.
It was because these people did not bring him along when they had money.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng really wanted to ask Wang Fugui a question.
'How much does a good review cost? I'll only take half!'
However, at this moment, an extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded.
"I heard that the Eldest Senior Brother of the Dao Sect, Lu Changsheng, is here. I hope that Eldest Senior Brother can write a poem based on me."
The voice sounded. It was Sikong Nanqin's voice.
At this moment, the ancient workshop fell silent.
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