Behind Wenren Chuchu, the maid immediately smiled, with a little arrogance, as if she was already sure to win.

Liu Mang's heart was thrilled.

What awesome woman!

Experts can tell if there is any one at a time when they take action. It seems to be writing poetry, but it is actually oppressing.

Once this poem is published, it is difficult to overwhelm other poems about flowers. Even if you think of a poem, it is difficult to talk about it!

People are the first-class flowers, your average flower and your face show your head?!

At least, there is no poem that can be overwhelmed by Liu Mang's cheap sister in the poem prepared by people.

No wonder!

Liu Mang thought to himself: "No wonder no one has surpassed her for thousands of years. This is not only about playing with the flying flower orders, but also about guarding against all kinds of open and hidden arrows."

what to do?!

Even if you are a playboy, even if you are a fool, you can't take any capital. You can just GG?

wipe!

I was so angry that I took out the poems of the earth!

I don’t know if this heaven is related to the earth, or whether I know the ancient poems about the earth?

Liu Mang was a little confused.

In the other party's indifferent gaze, he decided to ask.

"Miss Chuchu is really talented, and it is better to see her at first sight than to be famous."

"If you admit defeat, please leave." The maid pointed to the incense lit beside her: "Although there is half a stick of incense, writing poetry is not a joke. Except for my lady, even if it takes a year or two, or even a hundred years, not anyone can write it!"

"Xiaoqing!"

Wenren Chuchu whispered: "Don't disturb me!"

"Yes, Miss."

The maid Xiaoqing curled her lips and stepped aside, her eyes full of disdain.

Liu Mang was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Just a maid, what does it count as?!

"Please, Your Highness."

Wenren Chuchu stretched out her hand.

"No hurry, no hurry."

Liu Mang said happily: "Miss Chuchu's attainments in poetry are really amazing. Do you know how to tell the senior poetic immortal?"

“Natural knows.”

Wenren Chuchu said lightly: "Your Highness is joking. The poet Mo Youting has written more than ten thousand poems in his life. Even if it is a famous lineage that has been passed down through the ages, there are more than a hundred poems. Who doesn't know about the literati in the world? "

"Mo Youting?"

Liu Mang muttered: "Have you ever heard of the poet Li Bai?"

"Li Bai?"

Wenren Chu Chu frowned slightly: "Who is this? Have you ever left a poem? I forgive Chu Chu and I have read masterpieces of famous masters since I was a child, but I have never heard of Li Bai."

"If you don't boast about Chu Chu, even if you have this person in the world, you will definitely not be a poet. You will not be named a poet!"

When it comes to poetry, I feel very confident when I hear about it.

Even directly said, Li Bai?!

I have never read his poems, and I have never heard of them, so I can never be a talented man, nor have I written a poem.

At least, I have never written a good poem~!

That's so confident.

Liu Mang saw it, but was happy.

confidence?

Good confidence!

He didn't want to copy Li Bai's poems directly, but Li Bai's poems, how many famous lines are there for generations?! Li Bai is the representative figure of poetry.

If there is a legend of Li Bai in this Heaven, it will prove that the poems on Earth are useless, but have you never heard of them?

Are the poems on the earth casually used?

"Actually, I have never seen Li Bai."

Liu Mang decided to fool me: "Once, I had a dream in which a poet fairy who was Li Bai talked about the way of poetry with me."

"The verses are magnificent and grand enough to pass on through the ages."

"So, in my dream, I call him a poetic immortal."

"It's a pity that after waking up, I couldn't find any trace of Li Bai. Seeing Miss Chuchu so talented, I couldn't help but want to ask, but unfortunately..."

"It seems that I did just dream at the beginning."

"I see."

Wenren Chuchu regained his indifference: "Since that's the case, I believe that in Your Highness's dream, that Li Bai wrote a poem related to flowers?"

"It's true, but if you use his poems, you may be defeated without force~" Liu Mang seemed a little "hesitant".

"Ha." Xiaoqing couldn't help but chuckled.

When the witness Chuchu looked at her, she quickly shut up.

"It's okay."

Wenren Chuchu said: "If you think about something on the day and dream about something on the night, it is the poem you get in the dream, and it is naturally written by Your Highness himself, so you can tell me."

"However, it's not that easy for Your Highness to beat Chuchu."

Obviously.

Wenren Chuchu was angered by the prince who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun on weekdays, but her cultivation made her calm.

But, victory is not strong?!

Do I feel that easy to bully?

"Since that's the case, I will be disrespectful."

Liu Mang spoke happily.

What you are waiting for is your words~

"The lonely empty courtyard is about to be late, and the pear blossoms are everywhere and the door is not open..."

After Liu Mang finished his thoughts, Wenren Chuchu on the opposite side was stunned.

Xiaoqing was also stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Dengtu!"

“Bad talk.”

Liu Mang shook his head: "It's your own dirty thoughts."

This guy made a coincidence.

Wenren's poems are very domineering and claiming to be the best.

This guy responded with a poem on the other side of the earth, which could go to the wrong place, and if it was a little more "filthy".

That's: Why are you the first?

Isn't it empty, lonely and cold? I don't open the door when I come~~~

This is a completely "rogue" style of fighting. It is precisely because of this that Wenren Chuchu was stunned and Xiaoqing angrily scolded Dengtu.

This guy Liu Mang is really a rogue. He doesn't respond head-on at all, but sneaks into the side and shows his face.

But if you want to say that this guy lost, he just took it back!

He said he had taken it, but he was so shameless...

Originally, this poem really didn't mean that.

But there is no way. Xiaoqing and Wenren Chuchu didn't think about it in that direction if Liu Mang's attitude at this moment, as well as this guy's past "records" and style.

Wenren Chuchu: "···"

She was silent for a moment, but she had never made any comments, and then said: "I would rather die by holding the fragrance on the branches than blowing down the north wind..."

Liu Mang's eyes were slightly condensed.

I'll go, it's amazing!

This guy was amazed in his heart.
To be continued...