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Chapter 48 Pretend, You Can't Pretend

Chapter 48 You can’t pretend to be fake

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of everyone else started to twitch.

The beauty of Su Jinpa is famous in the capital.

How many talented and talented people want to kiss Su Jinpa's beauty, but even Zhao Tailai has never succeeded, let alone others.

But now, this bitch of unknown origin actually dared to openly ask Su Jinpa to grind it for him. This almost stomped on everyone's heart and crushed it in a circle.

"you…"

Zhao Tailai was about to have a seizure when he saw Su Jinpa walking up to Li Chen, picking up the inkstone, grinding it gently on the inkstone, and said, "I just hope that the young master will not let down Jinpa's expectations."

Li Chen smiled and said: "I live up to the beauty."

Creaking, creaking...

Zhao Tailai gritted his teeth.

He stared at Li Chen with jealousy and madness, feeling that the fire in his heart was rushing through the sky, driving him almost crazy.

He has been pursuing Su Jinpa for so many years, but all he got in exchange was Su Jinpa's always lukewarm attitude. Let alone being close, he was still less than an ordinary friend. Even if he could be invited to today's poetry meeting

She spent countless efforts and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to build Prince Teng's Pavilion to attract beautiful women.

But right now, the poetry party that I carefully organized and the beauties that I worked so hard to invite have become a place for the thief in front of me to talk nonsense, and the other is still grinding for this thief!

He would never dare to dream of such treatment.

But this bitch took advantage of him!

Feeling so aggrieved that he was about to vomit blood, he quietly glanced at the young man whose legs had been weakened by Li Chen's fright before, and pulled him over.

"You ask your servants to send a message and ask your father to send a team of officers and soldiers. I will kill this thief later!"

The young man's eyes lit up. He was willing to kill Li Chen a million times, but he hesitated and said, "What did my father say when he asked about the reason?"

Staring at this worthless waste, Zhao Tailai said angrily: "Your father is the Lieutenant General of the Ministry of Justice. His status is second only to the Minister and the two assistant ministers on his left and right. He can summon a team of officers and soldiers at any time. Just say that he is my father."

How can your father still hesitate about the young master’s order?”

The young man was overjoyed and immediately said: "I know, I'll do it right away."

When the young man left quietly, Li Chen had already written the first word.

In Li Chen's mind, he recalled the poem that was said to be the most talented poem of all time, and he finished it in one go.

"The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu... The setting clouds and the solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky."

"The late singing of fishing boats makes the sound on the poor Pengli shore; the sound of wild geese is frightened by the cold, and the sound breaks off the Hengyang Pond..."

Su Jinpa on the side watched intently from the first word Li Chen wrote.

When the first line of words was completed, her eyes were full of surprise.

Later, when the popular sentence "The sunset and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water and the sky are one color" were written, the shock in Su Jinpa's eyes had been replaced by disbelief.

And the others all came over.

At first, they came with the mentality of watching Li Chen make a fool of himself, but when Li Chen wrote with great energy, and each powerful word fell on the paper, everyone with a little bit of cultural literacy stared wide-eyed.

Shocked, disbelieving, scalp numb!

Literary talent is like gold under the scorching sun. If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. There is no room for fraud. How good a person's writing is can be seen at a glance.

You can't pretend to be fake.


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