Ming Fei listened to the tsunami-like praise and praise of the readers.

There was a look of disbelief on his face.

"How is this possible?".

"Just a picture in the canopy can trigger such visions. "

"What is the truth in this?"

Ming Fei muttered in his mouth.

"Mingsheng. "

At this time, the big Confucian on the left came back to his senses.

Quickly approached Ming Fei's side, and his tone was eager.

"We have to get our hands on it. "

"If I can get it, it will boost the morale of my Terran even more than the postpartum care of that sow. "

"I know. "

Ming Fei retracted his gaze and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"But are there a million people in my race today?"

As soon as these words came out, the two great Confucians fell silent.

300 years ago, after a catastrophe.

The Terrans have not only broken many inheritances.

has been sticking to the south for many years, and has not let the charm of Wendao recover much.

As a result, the Terran population has always been small.

He took a deep look at the words left by the man named Hongwu the Great above the canopy.

Ming Fei let out a long sigh.

"This person also has a great deal of value for this object. "

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance to get my hands on such a fetish. "

"It's rare to be able to communicate with people from other worlds in the canopy. "

"You should search for other poetry articles as much as possible. "

Speaking of this, the expression on Ming Fei's face had returned to his former indifference and calmness.

"Tianmu also said before that I will not stop him from communicating with myself. "

When the words fell, the two great Confucians showed a sudden look like an initiation.

At this moment, a voice came from the sky.

"There was no one to bid, and this bid was won by Emperor Hongwu. "

Hearing the news, the three of them inevitably regretted it.

However, there is no need for Ming Fei to open his mouth.

A Confucian took the initiative to ask.

"May I ask the emperors, there is a fragment of the sentence below, and I have tried to make it up many times before, but I have not succeeded. "

"I wonder if you have a way to help me complete it?"

The voice fell, and in the canopy, Emperor Hongwu replied directly.

[I came right away, the world, I'm a rough man, you asked the wrong person. 】

[Tang Taizong: Verses? You can talk about it. 】

I saw someone giving a positive reply.

The great Confucian immediately spoke.

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. "

"I wonder if there are any suitable additions to the last two sentences?".

[Tang Taizong: This poem is quite straightforward and has no artistic conception. 】

[But the domineering of who is not to be underestimated. 】

[Hongwu the Great: ......].

[Emperor Hongwu: Isn't this a poem written by me?].

"What?".

Hearing this, the two Confucians were stunned at the same time.

Before they could ask.

Emperor Hongwu has sent new news.

[Cupola incense array penetrates Chang'an. 】

[The city is full of golden armor. 】

Two sentences of text were issued, and the two Confucians who saw it were stunned again.

Close your eyes and feel for a moment.

One of the big Ru said loudly.

"Stay until autumn comes, September 8. "

"I kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. "

"The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an. "

"The city is full of golden armor. "

"Roar!".

As soon as the four lines of poetry were read.

A dragon roar pierced the sky.

Above the sky, golden dots of light disappeared with the hybrid rice cultivation manual.

At this point, it resurfaced.

These golden scars spread quickly.

Form a vague dragon shadow.

In the next moment, the golden wyvern leaped from the sky like a fish into water.

Falling in the city, it turned into countless golden lights and spread out.

In the blink of an eye, all the scholars in the city were covered with a layer of heavy golden armor.

The

newly calm city was in turmoil again.

"What is this?".

"I felt as if I had an inexhaustible amount of strength in my body. "

"Why do I have an extra bow in my hand?".

The

scholar with the golden crossbow said as he tried to pull the golden string.

The golden longbow, which seemed to be as empty as a shadow, was pulled away in an instant.

At the same time, a golden arrow was on the string.

The scholar subconsciously let go of the bowstring.

Immediately, a golden arrow flew straight into the sky.

Disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ming Fei looked at the bow and arrow that was shot.

There was a look of horror on his face that could not be concealed.

"What a speed!".

The big Confucian on the right watched the golden arrow disappear and echoed: "Indeed, most of these students present have only been studying for 5 to 7 years. "

"But I'm afraid the speed of the arrow that was shot just now must be at least a bachelor-level soldier to be able to do it. "

Speaking of this, Ming Fei said to the sky.

"Thank you Emperor Hongwu for helping to complete the verses. "

[Emperor Hongwu: What other poems will be released together. 】

Ming Fei shook his head: "It's not true, it's the blessing of the canopy before." "

Except for this sentence, the rest has basically been completed. "

After a pause, Ming Fei added.

"Our world is in dire need of poetry and books on all walks of life. "

"If you can give it, I can't thank you enough. "

...

Overworld.

You can see a message with the ID name Reader in the chat box.

Lin Feng's expression moved.

"yes, how did I forget about it?".

"When I open the auction, I can think of it as a big bazaar. "

"After the normal auction is completed, leave them an environment to trade freely. "

"As long as I can solve the trading problem, I can take a cut of it. "

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