Ouyang Mingri said to Sima Jun: "Mr. Sima, please announce it quickly. If you don't announce it, Brother Xu will not be able to go home to sleep."

Ouyang Mingri did not forget to be sarcastic when he was talking.

When Sima Jun heard Ouyang Mingri's words, he remembered what Xu Le had slept before. His anger rose in his heart. His talent was amazing and his capital was not your arrogant one.

The more talented you are, the more you should be low-key you should become a man before you become a talent.

Ximen Qing said on the side: "Ouyang Mingri, what do you mean? Do you want Mr. Sima to declare you first?"

Ouyang Mingri glanced at Ximen Qing and said, "Who else is qualified to be the first in this poetry meeting except me?"

Ximen Qing retorted: "Ouyang Mingri, don't forget that the poem you wrote was changed by Brother Xu before he reached the mansion."

Ouyang Mingri said: "Of course I haven't forgotten!"

"But Brother Xu doesn't have his own works? You can't point him to seven steps to make a poem, right?"

Ouyang Mingriri's face was extremely proud.

When Ximen Qing saw him like this, he felt that he deserved a great beating and wanted to beat him up.

Oh, what's there to be proud of?

If Brother Xu hadn't been low-key, how could you stand out?

"What's wrong with seven steps to make a poem?"

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Everyone looked in the voice, with awesome expression on their faces. Xu Le was talking. He was slender, wearing a blue shirt and a sword hanging around his waist. His seemingly ordinary outfit could not conceal his outstanding temperament.

He had a scent of a breeze blowing across his body, which made people feel extremely comfortable.

"Seven steps into poetry?"

Everyone was stunned.

No matter how powerful a genius is, he needs inspiration to write poetry. Since ancient times, only Cao Zijian has been able to achieve seven steps to achieve poetry.

When Sima Jun heard that Xu Le dared to speak like this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Sima Jun has a low opinion of Xu Le. This person sleeps in public and now says that he can "become a poem in seven steps", a typical crazy person.

Ximen Qing walked to Xu Le and said, "Brother Xu, are you so angry by Ouyang Mingri?"

Xu Le’s words were so horrifying. How could this be possible if seven steps become a poem?

Xu Le did not answer Ximen Qing's words, and smiled at him, looking very calm.

"Young Master Xu doesn't seem to be talking angry. He really feels that he can make poetry in seven steps."

Everyone saw Xu Le's expression changing and found that he didn't seem to be joking.

"If Mr. Xu really could do it, it would definitely be famous in later generations."

"It's difficult to make poetry seven steps. Since ancient times, only Cao Zijian can do it?"

"I believe that Mr. Xu will speak nonsense like the poet in the book "The Great Tang Dynasty" and have countless famous works."

The Confucian scholars around him were talking about Xu Le. What Xu Le had to do exceeded their imagination. If Xu Le could really make a poem in seven steps, it would have created a miracle.

Shi Kai smiled and said, "It's interesting."

Originally, this poetry meeting was boring, but as Xu Le woke up, all this changed, and boring poetry became interesting.

"This child can always bring us surprises!"

Qin Ming said with emotion.

"You are really different from ordinary people!"

Wu Zhao sighed that Xu Le was different from anyone she had met before.

His thinking is different from ordinary people, and his actions are incompatible with this era.

He is gentle and modest on the surface, but actually despises everyone in his bones.

"What a seven-step poem. Brother Xu, if you really can make a seven-step poem and write a masterpiece, I, Ouyang Mingri, would be willing to give you the top spot."

Ouyang Mingri walked up to Xu Le and teased.

He didn't believe that Xu Le could make poetry in seven steps. He really thought that writing poetry was like a cabbage, and he could write it if he wanted to?

Ouyang Mingri's words were very rigorous. He added a condition that Xu Le had to write a good poem before he could give up the top spot.

If Xu Le wrote a very bad poem, he would not let the top spot.

Xu Le just glanced at Ouyang Mingri and did not respond.

This made Ouyang Mingri very angry. What do you mean? Do you disdain to talk to me?

Ouyang Mingri has always been arrogant and arrogant, so he has never suffered such humiliation.

"The pen comes, the ink comes!"

Xu Le ordered.

"Isn't the pen, ink, paper and inkstone right in front of you? Why are you shouting?"

At this moment, a scent of fragrance came, and an exquisite face was looking at Xu Le with a smile. This person was Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao was dressed in luxurious clothes, with a graceful temperament and beautiful figure. Her beauty was not described as beauty. She only saw her watery eyes, and her spirit was flying when she looked around.

Her nose is straight, her lips are red, her teeth are white, her mouth is smiling, and her elegance and noble temperament are emitting from her every move, which makes people dare not desecrate.

This is a beautiful beauty who is charming and charming.

Xu Le: "...I shouted a few words and made a strong voice."

Wu Zhao gave Xu Le a blank look, I see you simply want to show off.

Seeing Wu Zhao appear, the people around him showed a stunning look.

Ouyang Mingri was extremely jealous. When she wrote her poems, the princess didn't look at her directly. Why did Xu Le run over happily when she wrote her poems?

Wu Zhao arranged a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Xu Le, and said to him: "Please..."

The Confucian scholars around him had their teeth falling off when they saw this scene.

"Why are the same people, why is there such a big gap?"

"Young Master Xu's fate is so good that he can ask the princess to put pens, ink, paper and inkstones for him."

"Princess Ruining seems to look at Mr. Xu with a different look."

"Can sleep attract the princess's attention? In the future, I will follow the example of Mr. Xu and lie on the table and sleep soundly."

The Confucian scholars around him envy Xu Le very much and envy the treatment he enjoyed.

Ouyang Mingri was jealousy. Why did the princess look at Xu Le so differently? What's the good thing about him?

Xu Le raised his sleeve, dipped his brush in ink, and was about to start writing.

Everyone around was stupid.

"Didn't it mean that seven steps become poetry? Just write it directly?"

"Young Master Xu is so good at pretending. He is telling the world that he can become a poem without seven steps."

"It's so exciting. I think Xu Le, the poet in "The Tang Dynasty", came from novels to reality, which is so exciting."

"Le Yishi is invincible, and she is extremely arrogant. This is really not a brag. Brother Xu deserves such praise."

The eyes of the people around him were full of shock. Cao Zijian, who was very talented and famous for all ages, had to make a poem seven steps. Xu Le directly picked up the pen and did it without any preparation. Cao Zhi was still awesome.

Xu Le first wrote two words "Ying Plum".

This poem was written by Wang Anshi. After being dismissed from preaching again, he was disheartened and gave up reforms and retreated to Zhongshan. At this time, the author's lonely mentality and difficult situation had similarities with the plum blossoms that were proud of snow and frost, so he wrote this poem.

Why did Xu Le write this poem? Because he felt that this poem was the first poem to chant plum blossoms throughout the ages.

In addition, Wang Anshi's calligraphy is the same as him, and he is Jie Fu. Whose poem is written if he doesn't write his poem?
Chapter completed!