Jia Qiang, who has always been indifferent to fame and fortune and is unwilling to be an official, is indeed qualified to write such poems that have seen through the past and present.

"Since the Tang and Song Dynasties, this one should be the best poem about the Yangtze River!"

Tanchun looked at Jia Qiang without hiding his appreciation and admiration.

Daiyu's lips bent, she looked at Jia Qiang and smiled, "Did you write it? If it were a frustrated old man in officialdom, I would believe it."

The little fan girl Baoqin hurriedly said, "Why isn't it? Sister Lin's words are reasonable. If the official in the officialdom is frustrated and sees through the ups and downs and downs, it is appropriate to write such poems, but Brother Qiang was the proud prince in the past.

Daiyu smiled and said, "He is a proud prince in white? Chin girl, have you never heard of the Saint of Zuixian Tower meeting the Saint of the Saint, what is your brother Qiang talking about!"

Tanchun, Xiangyun couldn't hold back and laughed.

Tanchun smiled and said, "It's amazing, Sister Lin is still Sister Lin!"

Baoqin pursed her lips, looked at Jia Qiang who smiled and didn't take it seriously, and then said to Daiyu: "What Brother Qiang said on the Zuixian Tower, my father said, only those with true wisdom can say it. Emperor Taizu Taizong made the people not enslaved by foreign races, and Emperor Taizong made the people able to eat and not starve to death. Brother Qiang is compassionate, so he put the two holy kings, Taizu Taizong, alongside."

Daiyu reached out and pinched Baoqin's face, and smiled and said, "It can be seen that she had eaten your brother Qiang's ecstasy soup. What he did was right?"

Hearing this, Tanchun and Xiangyun were just smiling, and Feng Jie'er, Keqing, Ping'er and others who came from the opposite side blushed for no reason...

After a smile appeared on the corner of Jia Qiang's lips, he urged: "Hurry up, it's your turn to write...My sister Lin, come on!"

Daiyu said angrily: "What a f*ck!"

Jia Qiang has "written" such a poem. Who else can write it? Wouldn't it be fun to come and look for it?

Everyone burst into laughter. Although Jia Qiang repeatedly asked everyone to abide by the rules of the game and a gentleman was confident, a group of girls claimed that they were just little girls and refused to admit their conscience.

Keqing stepped forward, looked at Jia Qiang's "new work", and looked at him with a faint look. He really couldn't bear all his feelings.

Under Daiyu's slight smile, Jia Qiang laughed dryly and said, "I'll take a break early today. I'll arrive in Jinling early tomorrow morning, and I'll still be busy."

Ping'er suddenly laughed and said, "Yuanyang's mother is watching the house here, and she asked me to bring some things."

Feng Jie'er teased and said, "Qiang'er, do you want to go and have a visit?"

Jia Qiang waved his hand to drive people away: "It's gone, and the more I talk, the more I feel the more I feel, the more I feel it is no longer clear..."

After saying that, he left with a burst of laughter...

I was speechless all night. The next morning, before dawn, two passenger ships docked at Jinling Wharf, and there was a manager waiting here.

Also waiting were Ding Hao, the leader of the Cao Gang.
Chapter completed!