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Chapter 32 Li Bai

[69 Book Bar - www.] The class is very quiet. Most of the princes can listen to the teacher's lectures calmly and carefully. Of course, there are a few who are so obsessed with it, such as the fourth prince who is dozing off. He has been staring at her since the class.

Shangguan Wan'er's seventh prince.

There are black sheep in modern times, and it seems that ancient times are no exception. I thought that in this strictly regulated palace, all these princes would stand upright like logs and listen to the teacher without any distractions, but I didn't expect that it was almost the same.

She also realized a truth from it: in every class where students study, one or two students will definitely be lying on their stomachs during class.

"Princess Taiping, in ancient and modern times, which poetic styles of talented and elegant people do you think are worth promoting?"

Ling Yue is embarrassed, this old man actually asked her to answer a question. What a terrible situation, she is really tragic~~

Talented people, only the devil knows what kind of talented people there are. Just as she pursed her lips and gritted her teeth anxiously, she suddenly got excited, and a person popped into her mind, and it was him.

"Ahem, I think Li Bai's is pretty good."

"Li Bai? Who is Li Bai?" The old gentleman seemed to have never heard of Li Bai.

There is no such person? No way, she suddenly realized that this Li Bai is from the Tang Dynasty. She is in the Tang Dynasty now. If Li Bai is famous, it will be a matter of the future. Whether he is famous in the Tang Dynasty or not is unclear. Look at this

Son, I don’t know where Li Bai is still drinking and having fun in some corner now. He is probably still far from becoming famous.

"Uh~~This is a friend of mine."

"Oh~ Princess, does she know what poems he has written?"

"There are a lot of poems."

"Then please ask the princess to read it out so that other princes can learn from it."

"Ahem, okay."

After a pause, Ling Yue opened her mouth and chanted softly: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I guess it is frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my hometown."

After reading this poem, Ling Yue felt deeply comfortable. If she read this poem in modern times, it would definitely be adapted into: There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the floor, the waiter and the guest guest, lying in the middle of the bed.

"What a poem..." As soon as this poem came out, the gentleman immediately applauded, and the princes also praised it.

Ling Yue thought to herself, if she adapted it into a modern poem, it would be interesting to see how you would like it.

"Princess, I wonder if you can introduce me to this talented man. I want to meet this talented man."

See him? Are you kidding me? I guess this Li Bai doesn’t know where he eats, drinks, whores, and gambles. Where can I get you a Li Bai?

Grinning, Ling Yue said awkwardly: "This may not work... He is relatively indifferent and doesn't like to interact with the world."

Mr. Ge sighed: "It's such a pity that he is so talented."

"Sir, can I sit down?"

"Okay, please sit down, princess."

Sitting down, Ling Yue finally let go of the tight nerves in her heart. Fortunately, the Tang Dynasty mainly judged talents through literature. If it were any other competition, Ling Yue would probably have to kneel down and kowtow to Guanyin for help.

A Bodhisattva.

While caressing her forehead, her eyes found Shangguan Wan'er sitting in the front row looking at her and smiling at her. Ling Yue smiled back out of politeness.

After returning to Daming Palace, the first thing Ling Yue did was to lie on the bed and have a comfortable sleep.

Xiaoxi also knew that her master was a little tired, so he didn't bother her. Lying on the bed, Lingyue's mind suddenly appeared in the mind of the man riding a horse in the early morning. Although he could only capture his blurry figure, Lingyue never

There was a sense of handsomeness about that man.

————Earthquake in Ya’an, Sichuan, the morning light is here to pray for the people of Ya’an! ————


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