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Poetry

In Li Pojun's opinion, if the 200,000 Turks are annihilated in one fell swoop, the Turks will also be wiped out, and it will be a disaster, but the eldest grandson's uncle knew Li Pojun's idea and directly threw him a volume of Datang's financial statements.

Looking at the hundreds of officials in the field of drinking and feasting, the sound of silk and bamboo is melodious, although he is depressed in his heart, Li Pojun will not go to ruin the fun at this time, it is worth drinking stuffy wine alone Speaking of this, because spring ploughing is imminent, the drought has passed, the winter wheat in the south has been harvested, and the temporary food crisis is in the past.

Although Li Pojun is unwilling to participate in the joy, whether it is Youyan to quell the rebellion or Weishui to retreat from the enemy, Li Pojun, the young prince, is extremely dazzling, this is not only a celebration banquet, where can he be missing, one after another toasts and flattery came to his face, and Li Pojun had to borrow it.

At this time, there are also good deeds who are idle just listening to music and watching dances, but I saw a young scribe in the column of Wenchen below, and bowed in a circle, "Gentlemen, today is a feast of celebration, how can there be no poetry, I propose, how about a wine order?" ”

When this young official said that, he ushered in a burst of civil servants to echo him, and it was obvious that the Tang literati who were good at wine were veterans in this.

When the young official saw that so many people echoed him, he was also overjoyed, and said bluntly: "If you don't take turns to write a poem, if you can't make it within half a pillar of incense, you will punish yourself three times, what do you think?" ”

The one sitting here is not a well-educated person, and it is difficult for them to compose poems in half a pillar of incense, of course, the quality of this poem is another matter.

Some people also asked: "I don't know Dr. Wang, what are the specific requirements for this poem?" ”

It turned out that the man's surname was Wang, and when he heard this, he said bluntly: "Haha, I have my own requirements, but for a well-educated person like Dr. Lu, wouldn't it be easy to capture, well, this time, under the wise leadership of His Majesty, in a short period of time, it is to pacify the rebellion, repel the Turks, and raise the prestige of our army, which is really the greatest martial art. ”

Everyone had no objection when they heard this, and the eldest grandson Fang Du and others also looked at it with a smile.

Dr. Lu, who had spoken before, smiled again, "So where to start?" ”

When everyone heard you, look at me, and I looked at you, they all shirked not to be the first person.

Doctor Wang said again: "Gentlemen, this time His Royal Highness the Crown Prince turned to fight thousands of miles to kill the king thief, and angrily reprimanded Jieli on Weishui, it is really heroic, His Royal Highness the Prince is known as a prodigy and talent, but unfortunately in recent years there has been no inheritance, wouldn't it be a pity, why not ask His Royal Highness the Prince to write a poem first?" ”

When the ministers heard this, they did not doubt him, and they all expressed their praise for Li Pojun, and Li Shimin also looked at Li Pojun, and he also showed anticipation.

Seeing this, Li Pojun also raised his glass and invited: "Since the public is invited, the lonely will throw bricks and lead the jade to offer ugliness."

When the ministers heard the prince so gentle, they also echoed it.

Li Pojun laughed secretly in his heart, stupid, thinking that I would drink more and then I couldn't write poetry, so that I would lose face? I can only tell you that I think too much. Li Pojun clearly remembers that it was this Dr. Wang who coaxed him to pour the most wine, and then asked himself to compose a poem after some rhetoric, if it was said that there was no purpose, Li Pojun did not believe it, but this method was too naïve, that is, Li Pojun could not compose poetry at the moment, or could not compose poetry, it was harmless, after all, the idea is sometimes poor and he is young, at most he has lost a little face.

Li Pojun looked at the corner of Dr. Wang's mouth, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, is this the trick of the Wang family.

On his face, he thought straightly, drank three glasses of wine in a row, and put down the wine bottle with a bang.

He whispered in his mouth: "

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with rouge and night purple.

Half a roll of red flags is near Weishui, and the frost is heavy and the cold is silent.

repay the king's intention on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king".

In the last sentence, Li Pojun stood up straight, bowed deeply to Li Shimin, and then sang loudly with open hands to the ministers.

Quiet, silent, death-like silence, and then it was the eldest grandson Wuji who took the lead in high-five and cheering, and then the whole house applauded.

"Okay, Your Highness, this poem can be called the best poem of battlefield war poetry, enough to be passed down through the ages."

This poem depicts the battlefield very comprehensively, and the style of the border is very appropriate to match the situation of the war. But its strangeness, the more novel, but its appropriateness, the more real, this artistic conception, absolutely and absolutely unique." The old man with white hair twisted his beard and sang straight out.

After some singing, Dr. Wang's brows furrowed, and he asked directly: "Dare to ask Your Highness, just now the black clouds are pressing the city, how can there be a light to the sun?" ”

As soon as these words came out, several scribes questioned it, and Li Pojun was stunned when he heard it, yes, it was still a black cloud pressing the city, why was it a light to the sun immediately? How could Li Pojun know, he only knew that Li He wrote it like this, but this kind of occasion obviously does not require Li Pojun, the big man, to defend himself.

I saw that one of the scribes among the scholars sneered: "Dr. Wang doesn't know poetry, black clouds and armor light are the means of creating the environment and meaning of poetry and literature, how can they be used as one."

Li Pojun looked at it, but he also knew this person, and he was more interested, it was Xu Jingzong, one of the eighteen bachelors.

Xu Jingzong said that some people echoed it, "It is extremely extreme, and Wang Chong also said in the past, "Although the words are very much, they are harmless." Liu Xian also said that "praise and be modest, decorate but not frame", praise the term, Dr. Wang does not know evil! ”

Doctor Wang heard this, his face was flushed, and the greater impact was still to come, only to see the Chinese book Ling Fang Xuanling smiled and said: "It seems that Dr. Wang has never been to the real battlefield, where the soldiers are surrounded, where the soldiers and armor gather, there will be strange clouds to change gas, the people of the past endowed the poem Hongmen, there is also a sentence of "East Dragon White Sun West Dragon Rain", although I have His Majesty fought in Luoyang, it was the battle of the Tiger Prison, Zheng Xia allied army of more than 100,000, and the sun halo was visible outside the city, and the black clouds were like snakes on the side, and then the sun was prosperous, such as the real dragon soaring into the sky, devouring the snake, Then His Majesty will break the 100,000 Zheng Xia coalition army with 3,000 Xuanjia troops."

Fang Xuanling, the prime minister-level Zhongshu Ling, spoke again, and said things with Li Shimin's brilliant achievements, and the one present did not dare to respond, and the doctor surnamed Wang had to retreat stupidly.