Immortal Emperor, You Dare To Steal My Bride? I Will Dig Out Your Supreme Bone

The Poet Saint looked at Xu Fengqiu with burning eyes.

"Senior Poet Saint." Xu Fengqiu hugged him with a fist.

"What a boy! What a boy! What a Xu Fengqiu, what a Xu Fengqiu who is both civil and military and has unparalleled talents in the world!"

The poet said with emotion.

Gu Changsheng trembled all over.

no......

Senior Poet Saint?

You wouldn't believe he did it himself, would you?

If he takes ten thousand steps back, it will be considered as his own doing.

You don’t really believe that he improvised it in such a short time, do you?

He is Xu Fengqiu, but he is not a poet!

"A poem makes me seem to embody my beloved who has been gone for many years. In this case, in my narrow vision, there seems to be another person with peerless talent who can have the opportunity to enter Taoism through poetry."

Wow——

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Looking at Xu Fengqiu's eyes, he felt envious and jealous.

But think about it.

The two poems Xu Fengqiu took out today include a pair of upper and lower couplets.

Whatever you take out will be passed down through the ages.

Simply amazing.

Is this really Xu Fengqiu's improvisation?

He is a majestic Immortal Emperor, with such talent as Martial Dao, how can he be so talented?

The Poet Saint looked at Xu Fengqiu with a serious face and asked: "Little friend Xu Fengqiu, I sincerely want to accept you as my disciple. I wonder what you think?"

Everyone;???

Gu Changsheng;???

Wow——

"What! Senior Poet Saint wants to accept Young Master Xu as his disciple? This? Shouldn't it be Gu Changsheng?"

"Hush, from the very beginning, Senior Poet Saint was only optimistic about Young Master Gu Changsheng. Everyone really thought that today Young Master Gu must be a disciple of Poet Saint. That's because before that, among the younger generation of the entire Poetry Association, Only Miss Lin is as talented as Young Master Gu, but now, these two couplets and these two poems of Young Master Xu, aren’t amazing enough? They far surpass Young Master Gu!”

"I'm so envious of waiting!"

"..."

"What!"

Gu Changsheng looked confused.

He...his identity as a disciple of the Poet Saint is gone?

no......

Today, only he, Gu Changsheng, can become a disciple of the Poet Saint.

Why was Xu Fengqiu cut off?

Xu Fengqiu!

Xu Fengqiu!

Ahhhhh!

You deserve to die!

Gu Changsheng's face was filled with resentment.

no!

"Senior Poet Saint!"

Gu Changsheng couldn't help but stood up.

"Oh? Immortality." The poet said.

Gu Changsheng pointed at Xu Fengqiu and said:

"Senior Poet Saint, maybe you have been deceived by Xu Fengqiu. Xu Fengqiu, he has absolutely no such talent. This junior is convinced that he is just a person who has no interest in poetry and prose. He has no interest at all, so where does his talent come from?"

"Oh? Brother Gu, are you familiar with this emperor?" Xu Fengqiu asked with a curl of his lips.

"It doesn't matter whether you're familiar with it or not. What's important is that you, Xu Fengqiu, don't have this talent!"

Gu Changsheng was excited and looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, Xu Fengqiu's two couplets were just prepared in advance and have no convincing power."

"The poem Yong Yue and this poem addressed to Miss Lin were either written by someone in advance and he memorized them, or they were plagiarized from others. You should be very clear in your mind, right?"

Gu Changsheng stared at Xu Fengqiu with slightly focused eyes:

"Xu Fengqiu, stop pretending. You have no talent at all. Everyone knows it. It's just that they don't dare to stand up because of their status. But I am not afraid of you. I have endured it for so long. I have never seen you holding someone else's hand. I wrote a poem, claimed to be my own, and deceived the poet saint, I must stand up and expose it to you!"

"This poetry meeting, such an elegant hall, is not something you, Xu Fengqiu, could have come to. Don't forget what evil things you have done that are outraged by both humans and gods. How can a person like you write such beautiful poems? Hahaha, that's ridiculous. , extremely ridiculous!”

Gu Changsheng couldn't bear it anymore.

If he endures it any longer, his identity as a disciple of the Poet Saint will be gone.

What handle? It doesn’t matter anymore!

Everyone looked at each other.

Yes, they think so too.

But they can't say it.

"Young Master Gu, I said it just now, but you contradicted me." Ji Bochang said.

Gu Changsheng said: "That's because I and Xu Fengqiu are old acquaintances. After all, I don't want to point it out and let him save some face, but I found that this guy has become more serious. As a person who loves poetry, he has the character of a scholar. My conscience tells me that I can no longer turn a blind eye."

Li Mufeng stood up: "Well, I agree with what Brother Gu said. I have never heard that Brother Xu loves poetry and prose. Every time I hear it, he is in retreat, practicing, and experiencing, let alone poetry and prose. Well, I’ve never even heard of anyone playing chess with him.”

"Ten thousand steps back, let's assume that Brother Xu really likes poetry and poetry, but the level of these two poems is really not what he can write. Also, don't forget, this is improvisation. I don't believe that anyone You can write poems like this on the fly.”

After finishing speaking, Li Mufeng looked at Poet Saint again: "Senior Poet Saint, if it were you, I would believe it."

Then he looked at Wei Yannian, Zhuge Chen, and Empress Shengyao: "Several seniors are also talented people. Maybe you don't believe it either, or at least you have doubts."

Wei Yannian and the others didn't say anything.

as big as World, nothing is nonexistent.

Although there is indeed some disbelief.

But what if?

Who can say for sure?

Li Mufeng looked at Xu Fengqiu again: "Brother Xu, in this poetry meeting, facing Her Majesty the Empress, Senior Poet Saint and others, don't you feel ashamed to show yourself in such a despicable way?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Indeed.

In fact, they didn't believe that Xu Fengqiu could really write such poems.

Not to mention improvised.

Xu Fengqiu smiled: "Okay, then I will say a few words."

"But it doesn't matter."

"One-sided words, so elegant, all based on guesses, without any evidence. Every sentence is heard and heard, never seen. You two think, what kind of elegant thing is this? I admit that I am not the author, So now you tell me, who did it?"

"Ahem."

Mr. Cao coughed dryly and stood up.

"I'll tell you a few words."

Everyone looked at Mr. Cao.

Mr. Cao looked at Xu Fengqiu and asked: "Xu Xiaoyou, I have seen these two sentences: It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

Wow——

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Even the poet saint who had believed in Xu Fengqiu frowned suddenly.

What?

Lin Qingzhu frowned slightly and looked at Xu Fengqiu.

Could it be that Mr. Xu really copied everything?

Gu Changsheng, Li Mufeng was overjoyed!

really!

"What! Mr. Cao has seen these two sentences?"

"So that means Xu Fengqiu copied it! How abominable!"

"It's simply despicable and degrading! It's simply insulting to the elegance of the society. You simply don't take your seniors seriously. It's extremely hateful!"

"..."

Mr. Cao glanced at everyone, and then said: "It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and it flutters like the snow covered by the flowing wind. When we first met, I was only a teenager, and he was my teacher. A treasure left behind by the Wen Sheng Zhou of the former Sheng Yao Empire."

"These two sentences have never been circulated, and I have never said them to anyone, because they are the teacher's last words. Due to Xu Xiaoyou's identity, I have been reluctant to say anything, until I saw him saying that these two sentences were his. If I don’t stand up again, I will be ashamed of my mentor, so Xiaoyou.”

Mr. Cao stared at Xu Fengqiu: "I wonder where you learned these two sentences? And why did you say that you just improvised it?"

In fact, what Mr. Cao said is basically false.

He just made it up.

He has long wanted to stand up.

But now, Gu Changsheng and Li Mufeng have made their words so clear.

Isn't it just right that he comes out to add fuel to the fire?

Although it is a myth, but in this situation, if he says it is, then it is!

Because he was sure that this was definitely not done by Xu Fengqiu himself!

That’ll do it!

As soon as these words came out, everything was made clear.

"Xu Fengqiu, hahaha! It's so ridiculous! The dignified Immortal Emperor, the dignified young master of the Xu family, engages in such sneaky things. It will bring disgrace to the Emperor Clan for thousands of years!" Gu Changsheng pointed at Xu Fengqiu and sneered.

It’s great! It’s great!

Now it’s up to you, Xu Fengqiu, what to do!

"Hahaha--"

Xu Fengqiu laughed loudly.