The best immortal emperor

Chapter 475 Your Excellency Wrote A Poem About Snow?
The inadvertent laughter just now definitely made the other party think that he was laughing at him.

What will be the consequences of offending the strong One-Year-Infant?
Li Ming felt his scalp go numb just thinking about it!
However, today is the Lantern Festival.

There is still elegance that should be there, but the man forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "What is this man laughing at? But what's wrong with the poem I wrote next?"

On the Continent of Stars, and even the world of Stars, they all open up at the slightest disagreement.

Even in Qindu, there are many such examples.

However, at certain times and occasions, no matter how hot the temper is, it cannot be overdone, and even the words cannot be excessive.

This lantern show is all about Fengya, so that person was furious and didn't attack others!

Seeing that this person calmed down, Li Ming boldly said, "Your Excellency wrote a poem about snow?"

"Exactly!" The man was not angry but happy, after all Li Ming recognized at a glance that what he wrote was Xue.

Among them, the yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen, which is easy to understand.

How can a yellow dog be white?

Why is the white dog swollen?

It can only mean that it is snowing.

I only heard that Li Ming continued: "I don't comment on your poems, I also have a poem about snow."

"Oh? Come and listen. If your poems are not as good as mine, I will punish you as soon as the lantern festival is over! Let you know how stupid it is to ridicule a master in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!" The man said coldly.

Li Ming took a breath, this person is not only in the Nascent Soul stage, but also in the Nascent Soul stage!

However, when it comes to comparing poetry, Li Ming is not afraid of the other party.

However, since it is a competition, there are always some advantages to winning.

I heard Li Ming say: "Senior, what if the junior wins by chance?"

"Win?" The man frowned and asked, "You tell me."

"My house is short of a nursing home." Li Ming said.

"You want me to be your nursing home?" The man stared, looking very annoyed.

"Yes. If senior is afraid of losing, then forget it." Li Ming said indifferently.

"Okay! That's it." The man said.

"Please bear witness to me," Li Ming said.

"With me here, I'm not afraid to say nothing." Situ Jianren's thick voice sounded.

Everyone nodded.

I saw Li Ming chanting: "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths of people follow scriptures. I am alone in a boat and a hat, fishing for snow in the cold river alone!"

Four simple sentences describe the winter snow vividly and delicately.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"Love and scenery, good poetry!"

Even the opponent nodded and admitted: "Yes, indeed, I am not as good as you. What is the name of this poem?"

""Jiang Xue"." Li Ming said.

"Okay, I'm willing to admit defeat. When the Lantern Festival is over, I will serve as a nursing home for you, but it's only for one year. How about it?" the other party asked.

"Okay!" Li Ming replied.

After all, it is impossible to trap a strong person in the middle Nascent Soul stage for a lifetime with just one poem!

Some people commented: "Although this poem is not as good as Situ's "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", it is still a rare good poem. It is really a feast for the eyes!"

"I don't know how to call the little friend?" one of them asked. ,
"I'm next, Li Ming." Li Ming responded.

In fact, Li Ming was very guilty. That poem was not original by him, but by Liu Zongyuan.It's just that the people here don't know Liu Zongyuan!

(End of this chapter)