"How are you, country bumpkin? Are you dumbfounded?"

Liu Xiangsi deliberately approached Lu Chen and said with a condescending expression: "A loser like you has probably never seen such a high-end restaurant, right?

If you have time, look around and take photos, and you can brag with others when you go out.

After all, you can't have an opportunity like this again, cherish it, country bumpkin. "

Hearing this, Lu Chen just sneered and didn't bother to answer.

This woman actually showed her superiority in front of him. I don't know where she got the courage.

"Hey! What are you laughing at?"

Liu Xiangsi was a little dissatisfied: "Looking at your appearance, I know that you are ignorant. The Imperial Building is the best restaurant in Nancheng. It is the place where the emperor comes in person. Only high-ranking officials and dignitaries can enter. If you hadn't been favored by the senior brother, you would have been in trouble for the rest of your life." Impossible to step through this door!"

"Whether Emperor Building is the best in Nancheng, I don't know."

Lu Chen shook his head, and said lightly: "I just remember that when I ate here with the emperor ten years ago, it was not called Diwang Building, but Fulai Building."

"What? Eat with the emperor?"

Liu Xiangsi was stunned at first, and then laughed mercilessly: "I mean, country bumpkin, do you have a brain problem? Just you? Are you even going to eat with the emperor? Are you worthy? Even my senior brother is not qualified, you What kind of onion is that?"

A country bumpkin dressed in shabby clothes actually claimed to know the emperor. What a shameless statement!

"Believe it or not."

Lu Chen shrugged without arguing.

It's useless to talk to this kind of guy who looks down on people.

"Hmph! I just thought you were ignorant and ungentlemanly before, but I didn't expect that you still like to brag now. I really don't know why my grandfather would value you."

Liu Xiangsi crossed her arms and sneered.

As a native of Yanjing, she has a natural sense of superiority in front of the bumpkins from other places.

"Here we are, this is it!"

At this moment, Liu Cong, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped, and pointed to a piece of rice paper hanging in the air.

The rice paper is large, framed by a glass frame with gold edges, and hung in the most eye-catching position, you can see it when you look up.

But at the moment, on the rice paper, there are a few lines of calligraphy written in dragons and phoenixes.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, the writing style is majestic, and the posture is full of movement. It is obviously written by a master of calligraphy.

"Elder brother, is what is written on this a poem?"

Liu Xiangsi raised her head and asked curiously.

Although she didn't know calligraphy, she could still tell that the calligraphy was beautiful, heart-pleasing, and breathtaking.

"That's right, it's a poem!"

Liu Cong smiled and nodded: "I believe you have all heard the rumors about the Imperial Tower. About ten years ago, the emperor came to the Imperial Tower. After drinking for three times, he became very excited and recited a poem. You can see it before your eyes. This poem is written by the Son of Heaven!"

"Oh my god! I didn't expect the rumors to be true? There is really a poem written by the emperor here, it's awesome!" JrNovels.com