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Chapter 19 Gift to Concubine Xuan

The imperial concubine Xuan stared at Xu Le in a daze.

This was the first time she felt that her popularity was stolen by another young man.

In the past, no matter where she went, she was the center of the world. This time it was different. Xu Le spoke, and all her attention was sucked away by Xu Le.

At this moment, no one paid attention to her anymore, and everyone looked at Xu Le.

This made her feel a special feeling in her heart.

When everyone looked at her, she felt very uncomfortable.

When others don't pay attention to her, she feels even more uncomfortable.

"I'm really pretentious!"

The imperial concubine Xuan said somewhat self-deprecatingly.

She was not jealous of Xu Le, because even she herself was impressed by the poems she wrote.

She felt that Xu Le looked like warm water, and once it exploded, it would be magma.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were soon ready. The imperial concubine Xuan personally spread the paper for Xu Le and helped Xu Le grind it.

Shi Kai...

Wei Delu...

Qin Ming...

Their eyes are above the top, independent and self-reliant, noble and elegant concubines are grinding for a man.

When did she ever be so condescending?

Wherever she goes, she is not holding the moon.

Jealous, very jealous.

Shi Kai and others were very jealous of Xu Le, and they had never enjoyed such treatment.

"Young Master, okay."

The Emperor Xuan's voice was very gentle.

Xu Le said politely to the imperial concubine Xuan: "Thank you Miss Feixuan."

Two red clouds floated on the imperial concubine Xuan's face, which stunned the others.

Everyone looked at Xu Le even more jealous. If everyone could admire Feixuan, what kind of virtue is you?

Xu Le was dazed at the paper, and this scene fell into the eyes of Lu Kang and others, making them laugh.

They felt that Xu Le could not write it.

I couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Pretty?"

"I'm a fool now."

"hehe!!!!!"

"I can't write it out, and now I'm even more embarrassed."

They wish Xu Le could not write it. If Xu Le could not write the poem, Miss Feixuan's impression of him would definitely decline, which is what they hoped to see.

Shi Kai said hypocritically: "If Xu Le can't write it, don't make things difficult for yourself."

Wei Delu agreed and said, "Yes, Brother Xu, don't make things difficult for yourself. Writing poetry is not something that can be achieved overnight."

Xu Le said: "I just have too much inspiration and don't know which song to write."

Wei Delu...

Qin Ming...

Shi Kai...

You're pretending to be addicted, are you?

It depends on how you end up later?

The light in the eyes of the imperial concubine Xuan became brighter, and she stared at Xu Le intently, as if she wanted to melt the person.

"What poem is good to write?"

Xu Le's eyes looked around and finally fell on the imperial concubine Xuan's face.

"Miss Feixuan is so beautiful, so write a poem to praise Miss Feixuan."

Xu Le said seriously.

The imperial concubine's Xuanyu flour cheeks, almond eyes and nose, and cherry mouths. Although she was not wearing a gorgeous dress, her brilliance appeared and shined. She walked like a weak willow to support the wind, and her beautiful eyes were full of beauty. She was a woman with great beauty.

People around him were all in a murderous way when they heard Xu Le's words.

"Xu Le, be a person!"

"Feixuan is mine, how can you flirt with her?"

"It's really hateful to write poetry when writing poetry and even flirt with girls."

After hearing Xu Le's words, two red clouds rose above his beautiful face.

Everyone who noticed the change in the expression of the imperial concubine Xuan felt that their hearts were about to be broken.

Before Xu Le's poem was written, Miss Feixuan was in a tendency to sink.

If he really wrote a good poem, that would be fine.

"Xu Leke must not write good poems."

"I hope Xu Le is just pretending and has no real ability."

"I feel that Feixuan is leaving me."

"My heart is Feixuan."

The scholars present prayed that Xu Le could not write a poem.

Xu Le fell into thinking about which poem to choose, and in the end he chose Li Bai, the immortal poet.

No one can stand out from the top of Li Bai's romanticism. His works are magnificent and grand, and are magnificent.

Li Bai is like a sword immortal, and he is already in the world. He is free and unrestrained. He defeats thousands of swords with one sword, and the universe is allowed to do what he does.

Li Bai's poem is filled with thunder and earth, and the wild fire cannot be burned out. His writing is comfortable and you can also listen to it.

Li Bai should be the most elegant and unrestrained existence in the history of human poetry: in short, he played a great role in the romantic poetry school - no later generations could reach his natural fairy-like style.

Li Bai's Yuefu, songs and quatrains are the highest achievement. His songs and quatrains completely break all the inherent formats of poetry creation, with no support and many styles, and has reached a magical state of being unpredictable and swaying. Li Bai's quatrains are naturally bright, elegant and elegant, and can express endless emotions in concise and bright language.

Among the poets of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei and Meng Haoran were good at the Five Classics, and Wang Changling and other seven Classics were well written. However, Li Bai was the only one who was good at both the Five Classics and the Seven Classics and was at the extreme level.

Not only that, Li Bai is also a figure at the level of a founder in the soft-farming world, and is very good at praising women.

Everyone was staring at Xu Le intently.

They expect Xu Le to not be able to write good poems.

At this moment, Xu Le started writing.

Xu Le gently lifted up the brush, then dipped it ink, and then started writing.

Magu looked at it from the side and she felt that Xu Le’s writing was so free and freehand, so elegant and unparalleled, and she had reached the ultimate beauty.

She has only felt this beauty from one person.

That person is Emperor Donghua.

Emperor Donghua can be said to be the most artful person in the entire fairy world.

It’s a pity that the emperor was reincarnated thousands of years ago.

I don’t know when the Emperor will be able to return?

Even if you return, will the Emperor still be the Emperor?

The Emperor's reincarnation was very thorough, and his soul was broken, which was equivalent to living a lifetime.

Unlike the three stars of blessing, wealth and longevity, they only need to accumulate merit to return to the immortal world.

Xu Le directly wrote the three big words "Give to Concubine Xuan".

The imperial concubine Xuan's face turned redder and she was so beautiful.

When other scholars saw this scene, they had an unknown premonition. Xu Le was so good at flirting, who could withstand this?

If this song "Give to Feixuan" is really of excellent quality, how could everyone not fall into Feixuan?

They could only pray that Xu Le had written badly.

Shi Kai and others were shocked because Xu Le's calligraphy was written so well, with timeless brushwork and dragons and snakes. He seemed to learn from the Two Kings, and seemed to have a unique flavor.

Xu Le imitated Dong Qichang's calligraphy in modern times. Dong Qichang's character is poor, but his calligraphy brings together the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and is a master of his generation.

"Good word!"

The imperial concubine Xuan also exclaimed.

She has seen many calligraphy works by calligraphers, but she has never seen anything as charming as those written by Xu Le.

Magu was also stunned. She had never seen such handwriting. Every stroke was full of charm and every stroke was full of beauty.

Her whole mind was attracted to her handwriting.
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