When the maid in waiting finishes singing, the flute also ends.

Everyone was intoxicated with the wonderful singing, but everyone admitted that only a small part of the reason for such indulgence was the good singing of the palace maids, and more of it was the flute of Xia.

Once upon a time, I heard about the talent of young master Xia, who was known as the golden age of the capital. "The emperor's article is excellent, but I still can't understand it."

Ye Liuli's vanity suddenly burst, "so, usually let you read more. In fact, the general meaning is that the author went to a beautiful place, where there are mountains, water and Koizumi. Then he drank with his friends in the Pavilion but got drunk. Everyone thought that the author was drunk. In fact, the author was thinking about something. So the meaning of drunkard is not the meaning of wine, it is almost the meaning of mind

It dawned on everyone.

Yuzhu smiles in her heart - it is clear that one sentence can explain clearly that the master has to write poems to show off his style.

Just when everyone thought this was the end of the story, Xia Yongling said, "the emperor, I dare to ask: is this poem made by the emperor?" The voice was full of wonder.

"Er..." For a moment, ye Liuli really wanted to brazenly plagiarize. How cool it was to prove that she was a talented woman? Besides, don't all the female owners who travel through novels plagiarize? No matter the dynasty, style or author, a poem that you pull out at random will be plagiarized and won the reputation of talented women.

Otherwise She plagiarized, too?

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