"What? Follow the emperor for dinner?"

Liu Xiangsi was stunned at first, and then sneered mercilessly: "I said, "Homemaker, are you brain problems? Just you? You are still having dinner with the emperor? Are you worthy? Even my senior brother doesn't have the qualifications, which onion are you?"

A shabby local bun in a shabby dress actually claimed to know the emperor. It was so shameless!

"Believe it or not."

Lu Chen shrugged and did not argue.

It’s useless to say that you are a guy who is looking down on others.

"Hmph! I used to think that you were ungrateful and had no gentlemanly demeanor, but I didn't expect that you still love to brag now. I really don't know why my grandfather valued you."

Liu Xiangsi hugged her arms and sneered.

As a native of Yanjing, she has a natural sense of superiority in front of foreign country bumpkins.

"Here, that's it!"

At this time, Liu Cong, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and then pointed at a piece of rice paper hanging in the air.

The rice paper is very large, framed with a gold-edged glass frame, hung in the most eye-catching position, and you can see it when you look up.

At this moment, on the rice paper, there were a few lines of brush writing.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, the brushwork is majestic and the posture is erect, which is obviously written by many calligraphy masters.

"Senior Brother, is it written on it a poem?"

Liu Xiangsi raised her head and asked curiously.

Although she doesn't understand calligraphy, she can also see that the characters are beautiful, pleasing to the eye and breathtaking.

"Yes, it's just a poem!"

Liu Cong smiled and nodded: "I believe you all have heard of the rumors about the Emperor's Building. About ten years ago, the emperor visited the Emperor's Building. After drinking for three rounds, he was in great interest and recited a poem. The poem you saw in front of you was written by the Emperor's Building!"

"Oh my god! I didn't expect the rumors to be true? There is really a poem written by the emperor here, it's so awesome!"

"It's worthy of being the Imperial Tower, it's true that it's well-known!"

The disciples of Jishi Temple stared at him intently, with an extremely excited expression.

It is a great honor for them to be lucky enough to see the emperor's talent.

"Huh... Strange, why do you have two surnames for the signature of the poem?" One person asked suddenly.

"You've got the point."

Liu Cong stood with his hands behind his back and began to show off his knowledge: "This poem was indeed written by the emperor, but the person who wrote this poem was another great figure, so the signature was made with two surnames. Of course, this also means that the emperor attaches great importance to this person."

"Is there anyone who can sign with the emperor? It's so awesome?" Everyone was amazed.

"I guess it is a prince who can make the emperor pay so much attention, right?" Liu Xiangsi looked fascinated.

"Junior sister, you guessed it wrong." Liu Cong smiled and shook his head: "This person is not a king, but his status is higher than that of a king."

"Oh? Who is this person?" Liu Xiangsi became even more curious.

"To be honest, this person is His Highness the Crown Prince of Xiliang Palace. The Qilin son who was famous all over the world ten years ago, Lu Changge!" Liu Cong spoke loudly.

"What? Kirin son Lu Changge?!"

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

Lu Changge's name is well-known. Although ten years have passed, his former style is still deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Ten years ago, it was an era when many geniuses emerged and monsters were everywhere.

But Lu Changge used his own strength to suppress all the geniuses, and dominated Yanjing with an unparalleled force and became famous all over the world!

He has made arbitrary decision on the glory of the entire era!

Since then, no one has been compared with Lu Changge.
Chapter completed!