Hilarious and unscrupulous concubine: My princess loves money too much

Alas, it is not difficult to plagiarize a poem, the difficulty is that her calligraphy is really not up to the table.

Writing a poem on this wall with a pen is not ruining the wall.

"Hmm, I'm used to reciting poems on weekdays, and then others will record them for me, so Lan Cangxuan, you can write them for me!"

Lan Cangxuan smiled secretly, seeing Jin Luoluo's prudish appearance, she might be plagiarizing again.

He dipped his pen in ink and waited. [

Jin Luoluo coughed again in embarrassment: "Let me explain in advance, I am not in the mood to write poetry now, so I have to borrow flowers to present Buddha. The predecessors have two wonderful poems. I think it is good to leave them here to enlighten tourists."

I was very sorry to Uncle Li Bai yesterday, and today I can no longer slander the master no matter what.

Otherwise, the Buddha would hack her to death, and even dare to steal Buddhist poems.

"If you can't make it, you can't make it, pretending!"

Lan Danfeng snorted triumphantly, she amazed the whole audience yesterday, and today she finally showed off.

Jin Luoluo ignored her.

When two poems come out in a while, everyone will definitely be shocked.

Although she didn't do it, it should be done more or less.

That's right, when it comes to Buddhist poetry.

Naturally, it is the two classic bodhi trees.

"The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror. Always wipe away the dust."

Lan Cangxuan waved his pen straight, and soon the vigorous and powerful calligraphy appeared on the wall.

As far as calligraphy is concerned, it is tasteful enough.

And the philosophy revealed between the verses is even more refreshing.

The host listened carefully.

I think the Buddhist principles contained in it are convincing.

Repeatedly said: "The almsgiver's poem is really exquisite. The body is like a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. Good, very good, I will definitely warn my disciples with this in the future."

The people around are also proficient in poetry and prose, and they feel exquisite after listening to it, and there are constant praises.

The queen said with satisfaction: "This is a good poem, which should be passed on to future generations. The presiding officer, please use a stone tablet to dig it out."

Seeing Jin Luoluo gaining the limelight again, Lan Danfeng mocked her.

"Tch, she didn't do it, what's the big deal."

"Feng'er, don't be rude." The queen stopped her.

"It doesn't matter." Jin Luoluo waved her hands generously, "Everyone, listen to the following song again. There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where does the dust come from?"

Everyone was speechless for a while after hearing this.

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