Go through it quickly, the host will torture and kill you indiscriminately

While Cha Nan was being held in class to learn embroidery, his reputation as the God of Poetry had begun to leave him.

At this time, Cha Nan became the god of poetry that people respected because of many poems that the saintly people had never heard of.

The power of these people is the power of faith, which can be absorbed by the black system, which also allows these people to blindly admire Cha Nan.

Ran Qi wants to break Cha Nan’s image.

So Ranqi once again asked Xiao Tongzi for a complete set of poems. There were famous poems and lines by Ranqi that he had traveled through all the worlds. They were all included in the book by Xiao Tongzi. No matter what style of poems the entire Saint Girl Kingdom liked, they could Find what you like.

Xiao Tongzi couldn't help but sigh, "People of the Holy Lady Kingdom, you are blessed."

Culture has always been the most important thing for a country. Some people cannot invade your country with force, so they start to use cultural invasion to devour other countries.

So when you encounter this kind of thing, you must be vigilant and fight it out.

Ran Qi effortlessly took the poems from Xiao Tongzi, and then called officials from the Ministry of Culture of the Holy Lady Country.

Because the Kingdom of Saints attaches great importance to poetry, the DPRK has always had a department, the Ministry of Culture, where the most well-read talented women in the country are gathered. What they have to do is study culture and poetry.

Minister of Culture Liu Lingling walked in with standard square steps, knelt down and saluted "Your Majesty"

Recently, she has been studying Cha Nan's poems, which are simply beautiful poems that can only be composed by immortals.

At first he didn't understand how three princesses could marry a man at the same time, but in a moment she understood. If the God of Poetry could follow him, she would be willing to do this.

It feels like a man visiting a brothel, and it would be nice to have a night of love with an oiran.

Seeing Liu Lingling, Ran Qi had to sigh that reading more can make people look good.

Lingling Liu is not a particularly beautiful person, her appearance is not outstanding, but her whole body has a very cultured feel.

"flat body"

Liu Lingling then stood up politely and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Ranqi didn't waste any time, "I have been writing some poems in my free time recently. Your Ministry of Culture will register these poems and send them to the whole country."

Liu Lingling frowned. She didn't think Ran Qi had the ability to do anything good. She had already thought about it. If Ran Qi didn't do well, he would lose his official position and would not be able to agree to register these poems.

However, the next moment, Liu Lingling knelt on the ground again, muttering the words "The moonlight is bright in front of the bed..."

Liu Lingling felt that if she didn't kneel down to read the poems in the first book, she would be disrespecting the poems.

She just didn't have time at the moment, otherwise she would have wanted to slap herself in the mouth, and she even thought about rejecting His Majesty's poems.

Ranqi also thought about returning these poems to the treasury, saying that she had translated them accidentally, but this was unreasonable. If there had been, the previous emperor would have translated them long ago.

Moreover, Ranqi wants to destroy people's faith in Charlie. As a time traveler, Charlie wants to destroy his path.

Ran Qi is very interesting to think about how a man suffering from chauvinism slowly turns into a feministic man.

Therefore, Ranqi simply said that these poems were written by herself, which would save a lot of trouble.

Liu Lingling, on the other hand, kept kneeling on the ground and reading one book after another of poems. She was either happy, excited, or burst into tears. It was not until the sun and the moon alternated that Liu Lingling finished reading.

"Your Majesty, are you the Wenquxing descended to earth?" Liu Lingling raised her head and asked.

But she found that His Majesty was already gone. Liu Lingling looked outside the palace and realized that it was already the second day. It turned out that she had been watching for so long.

Liu Lingling was so excited that she went directly to the Ministry of Culture without even going home to sleep.

"Come, come, register these poems and distribute them across the country."

The Virgin Kingdom has its own bookstore, and the books in the bookstore are arranged by the court, and readers can borrow them.

Everyone in the Ministry of Culture has never seen Liu Lingling so excited. Even the work of the God of Poetry last time could not make her so happy.

I can't help but wonder, "So many? Are they all new works by the God of Poetry?"

Unexpectedly, Liu Lingling rolled her eyes at her subordinates and said, "What kind of poetry god is he? Your Majesty is the literary star who descended to earth. Poetry immortals and poetry gods generally exist."

Everyone down there is confused, right? That's not how you flatter His Majesty, right?

Unexpectedly, Liu Lingling just rolled her eyes at these ignorant subordinates and said, "You will know after seeing it."

So, everyone couldn't wait to open the poetry book in their hands, and then they performed a moment of kneeling.

"Good poetry, good poetry"

“good good”

Even though they can be regarded as educated people, at this moment they can't say any other adjectives except praise.

They saw this poem first, which is simply a blessing for them as scholars and a blessing for the people all over the world.

"Sir, who wrote these poems?"

Liu Lingling had just said that she was no longer the god of poetry, so they were even more curious as to who else in the world could write such a quatrain.

Lingling Liu looked with pious respect, just like a student seeing Confucius pious, "He is our Majesty."

As soon as Liu Lingling finished speaking, everyone almost jumped with excitement. Their Saint Lady Country was so lucky.

Since His Majesty came to the throne, the Kingdom of Saints has been in good condition, and now His Majesty is like a god coming down to earth to write such good poems. They are so happy.

Liu Lingling looked at these people and felt the same in her heart. Even though she had been happy long ago, she couldn't help but be excited at this moment.

After a burst of ecstasy, Liu Lingling said seriously, "Hurry up and register, then make rubbings and distribute them."

"Yes"

In this era, the initial version of the printer was already available, and it was no longer necessary to copy by hand.

Ran Qi gave me a lot of poems, tens of thousands of them, but they didn't think it would be hard work. They could do it without sleep if they could personally participate in rubbing these poems.

Even people like Liu Lingling, who no longer need to do it themselves but only need to use their mouths, are also involved in the work.

Because the officials of the Ministry of Culture worked overtime and were not afraid of hardship or fatigue, they had the things ready in ten days and then sent them to all over the country, where more copies would be printed.

Out of selfish motives, these officials from the Ministry of Culture even made a set of rubbings for themselves to take home and collect.

They all want to know how shocking it is for these poems to come out.

Things are going smoothly here, but life on Cha Nan's side is miserable!