Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Of course, a small official cannot evaluate Li Wangyou’s poems like Cheng Yaojin and others.

Yu Shinan said with a smile: “Poetry is like a picture, the spring is overflowing, and the warmth is warm, good!”

“Outside the outside, inherently high! “Zhangsun Wuji also nodded praise.

“The truth and the truth are corresponding, and the taste is full. What a spring river plumbing duck prophet, Li Ziyou is inferior!” Kong Yingda clapped and applauded.

When everyone praised, there was a discordant voice.

“Goose is also a prophet, why only talk about ducks?”

Everyone was hearing this shocked, many people pu chi laughed.

Cheng Yaojin was immediately unhappy, shouted and jumped out, pointing his nose and cursing: “Xu Jingzong, can you mothafucker speak human language?”

The stranger is Xu Jingzong, one of the eighteen bachelors.

Xu Jingzong is only 16 years old this year. Although he is appreciated by Li Er, his official luck is not good. At this time, seeing everyone praising Li Wangyou’s poems, I was jealous, and I couldn’t help but ran over to provoke me.

For his words, Yu Shinan is not happy anymore: “According to the Yan clan, this poem does not need to be written. Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island, in the river island, the turtle dove , Mingjiu is fine, why write Jujiu?”

The Yan clan is Xu Jingzong’s character.

Xu Jingzong can ignore Cheng Yaojin’s scolding, but he can’t pretend he didn’t hear what Yu Shinan said. I can only bow my hand to Yu Shinan in embarrassment, saying that he said something wrong.

Being beaten in public by Yu Shinan made Xu Jingzong very embarrassed.

Although he asked for it himself, this person took his hatred on Li Wangyou, and became more and more jealous of Li Wangyou.

If Li Wangyou knew that he had this innocent disaster, unfathomable mystery would be able to cry and faint in the toilet.

I was stared at by the No. 1 Yin man of the Wu Zhou Dynasty and the No. 1 traitor on the list of treacherous ministers. Does this count as someone sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven?

Fortunately, Li Wangyou didnt know what happened in the water pavilion. At this moment, he was remaining calm and composed while handling pressing affairs drinking water and wine. He was in a good mood and watched the surrounding scholars scratching their heads and thinking hard. Write poems.

However, the old man didn’t give everyone too much time. After 5 minutes, the servants took away the rice paper from several cases and sent them into the water pavilion.

Not long ago, servants came out, and according to the list, those scholars who didn’t write anything, or who wrote bad poetry, please leave their seats.

These evicted scholars knew that they had shown their timidity, so they didn’t dare to say anything, and all left with their sleeves in fear.

Soon, less than half were left by the stream where there were more than 100 people. But I heard the old man shout again: “Everyone, raise your glass again, win a drink! Please write a poem on the topic of the frontier fortress!”

Fuck, come back?

Li Wangyou look at the remaining 40-50 people around, secretly said in one’s heart, will this poem still be eliminated?

Come on, nonsense, then continue to copy poems.

It happened that the group of scholars despised the Niu Family brothers before, and they still felt unhappy in their hearts, so they copied a poem to vent.

Li Wangyou writes with the pen with his right hand before putting down the glass in his left hand.

This time he is faster. Other scholars are still thinking about the words of old man. Li Wangyou has already smiled and dropped the pen.

The attendant who took away Li Wangyou’s poems before, this time has learned cleverly, and has been standing not far from him. Seeing that Li Wangyou lost his pen, he ran forward and took away the paper in one roll.

On the case around Li Wangyou, several scholars secretly cursed after seeing this scene. Who is this young official? Are you sure you are composing a poem?

Cao Zhi, who is known as the talented person, has to take seven steps to make a poem. Isn’t this guy in front of him even thinking about it?

Many scholars are in the heart coldly snorted, this person is clearly sensationalizing.

In the water pavilion, Kong Yingda just announced the title of the poem to the crowd. The front foot came back, and the back foot attendant sent in Li Wangyou’s poem.

Li Er couldn’t help but stared: “Is this youngster playing on us? How can anyone make poems so quickly? Messing around!”

Writing poetry, In addition to creativity, agility and outstanding literary skills, it also needs inspiration. And even so, most of the masterpieces handed down from ancient times to the present are actually a long-term process of scrutiny.

Poems must be in line with the authors mood, be catchy, and have rhymes and so on. The literati did not hesitate to spend effort and time for a poem or a word in the poem.

The poet Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty used to write a poem for several years. With a sentence, “The bird rests on the tree by the pond, the monk pushes the moon down the door.” In order to use the word “knock” or “push” to think hard, he dashed against Han Yu and provoked a good story.

Research has since become a common word for popular, used as a metaphor for writing or doing things, thinking and considering repeatedly.

It can be seen that writing poems is not the kind of casual thing, so Cao Zhi’s seven steps into poems will become the eternal story.

The ministers were also dumbfounded by the speed of Li Wangyou, Xu Jingzong jumped out again: “Your Majesty, this child is clearly disturbing the poetry society and should be punished warn others from following bad examples!”

“Mothafucker, are you again? If I don’t let you know today that Old Cheng has a good fist, you won’t be able to speak well!” Cheng Yaojin also got on the bar with Xu Jingzong today.

He was a Founding Duke, and he really wanted to beat Xu Jingzong, so he was beaten. Xu Jingzong was beaten in vain and couldn’t find a place to cry.

Li Er was dissatisfied and shouted: “Zhijie, have you made enough trouble?”

“Your Majesty, it’s not that Old Cheng is making trouble, it’s obviously that this guy repeatedly wanted to make trouble.”

“hmph, you dignified the country’s father is embarrassed to trouble others?” Li Er glared at him.

Cheng Yaojin, as Li Er’s most trusted military commander, how could Li Er really scold him for Xu Jingzong, just to vent his dissatisfaction with Li Wangyou that’s all.

Li Er’s heart is depressed because he has just had a good impression of Li Wangyou, and he even wrote a poem about the frontier fortress himself. I just want to see what kind of poems about frontier fortresses Li Wangyou can write about the frontier fortress.

As a result, Li Wangyou, the youngster, completely don’t give face. Kong Yingda just announced the title and he finished writing. Can you give other explanations besides ghost painting symbols?

Yu Shinan also has several points of embarrassment. He just praised Li Wangyou just now. Why did this youngster lose the chain?

Li Er was able to put forward his second poem about the frontier fortress. All the people present were human spirits. Nowhere can it be seen that this is related to the little argument between Qujiangchi.

Obviously, Li Er is already interested in Li Wangyou, so he wants to take a closer look at his talent.

“Your Majesty, let the minister go to warn the tired youngster, and make a good poem again.” Yu Shinan can only say, hoping that Li Er can sell him face and give Li Wangyou an opportunity.

“humph.” Li Er’s indifferent expression, coldly snorted emerges from his nostrils, which is acquiescence to Yu Shinan’s words.

No matter how old, Yu Shinan turned to think of the water pavilion to beat Li Wangyou, but he heard Kong Yingda let out a soft cry.

“Hey, this poem, this poem is incredible! Okay, it’s a good one!” Kong Yingda held the rice paper, her beard trembling with excitement.

His words attracted the attention of everyone in the water pavilion. Li Er asked puzzledly: “Duke Kong, what poem did the youngster do? Make you so gaffe?”

“This poem is majestic and open-minded, imposing manner majestic, and exciting! It can be said to be the first of the seven!”

“Oh? Duke Kong can be so admired, can the youngster really write something incredible Read the poems? Hurry up and listen to it.” Yu Shinan was also excited, thinking that Li Wangyou stabbed the basket, but now it seems that it is not what the officials in the water hall thought.

“The name of the poem “Out of the Great Wall”. Qin Shiming Yuehan Shiguan, ten thousand li Long March people have not returned. but have the imperial city flying general to remain, to not teach these reckless horses the tolerance of Yin Mountains “

Kong Yingda read Li Wangyou’s voice in a frustrating tone of yin and yang. There was absolute silence in the water pavilion, and everyone couldn’t believe that stared wide-eyed looked towards kong old man.

Are you teasing us? Such a poem surging forward with great momentum was written by the tired youngster without hesitation?