Chapter 202: Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, he was even more ruthless than Cao Zhi
"Jealous? Wendou? Li Yuanchang's brows were twisted together, but Li Shimin's eyes lit up, and he quietly gave a thumbs up to Changsun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The queen's hand is very beautiful, and she forcibly changed the nature of Han Yue's beating of the prince. Originally, the courtiers would inevitably be criticized for beating the royal family, but if men and women are involved in the middle, it will be a different matter.
Li Yuanchang is less than twenty this year, and Han Yue has not yet reached the crown, both of them are the age of blood and strength, and they fight for women, and it is rumored that the deceased will only stretch out his thumb and praise: "The Marquis of Jingyang insists on getting it, dare to rob a woman with the prince!" ā
Beating the prince is a saying. Beating the prince for a woman is another way of saying. Beating the prince is a crime, but is it for a woman to beat the prince......
Love!
Jealous!
Strong and unyielding in the face of the royal family!
The world loves gossip, they will only focus on these words, and chatting after tea and dinner will definitely not tarnish Han Yue's reputation again.
Even, bad things have turned into good things!
Pian young man, suave and suave, for the sake of women who dare to make a move with the prince, people who do good things in the world will only praise the Marquis of Jingyang, and the literati and writers will also feel that this matter is romantic.
Li Shimin wanted to understand this, and looked up to the sky and smiled.
How shrewd the emperor was, how could he give Li Yuanchang another chance to refute, and directly closed the coffin and concluded: "The seventh brother Guan will mess around, how can he fight for the sake of a woman and his subordinates, this matter is inappropriate." Even if you are jealous, you should come according to the queen's proposal, and you should have a literary fight. ā
Li Yuanchang's face was blue, his bitter plan tonight had achieved great results, but he was unexpectedly suppressed by the emperor and the empress, and he was dragged to the point of fighting for wind and jealousy.
In this way, Han Yue's reputation will not be tarnished, but the reputation of his royal family will be greatly damaged.
One move was wrong, and the whole game was lost, Li Yuanchang looked up to the sky and sighed.
He swept through the crowd, quietly touched the eyes of an old guy, and then retracted his gaze, pretending to smile bitterly: "The younger brother is also in a hurry, Wang Lingxue is the woman whose younger brother has just come down to give a dowry, but the Marquis of Jingyang doesn't know whether to live or die and come forward to tease, which man can tolerate this matter?" ā
There are still traps in his words, at first glance he is blaming himself, but in fact, he is alluding to Han Yue seducing a woman from a good family.
The eldest grandson's face was furious, she finally won back a city, how could Li Yuanchang pour cold water on Han Yue again, the queen said directly to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, tonight is just going to celebrate the birthday of my son, the concubine has heard that there is no banquet without meat, and it is difficult to have a banquet without wine and poetry, why don't you come up with a few questions now, how about the seventh brother and Jingyang Hou Wendou?" ā
This is an iron heart to implement the matter of fighting for the wind and jealousy, Li Shimin and her are a young couple, how do they not know the meaning of the eldest grandson's heart, haha smiled and said: "Very good, very good, Wendou is an elegant thing, I will be this referee!" ā
His eyes were blazing, and he suddenly said meaningfully: "But since it's a literary fight, you must have some colorful heads, otherwise it will be boring to be dry." Seventh brother, how about you and Jingyang Hou each pressing a million yuan? ā
"A million?" Li Yuanchang gasped and shivered. Although he is a county king, his fief is only 10,000 acres, how can he come up with a million.
Then again, what if you take out a million? Who doesn't know that Han Yue is sitting on a rival country in the mutual market, and competing with him for money is simply boring.
The eldest grandson suddenly giggled, she pretended to help Li Yuanchang support, but in fact, she was secretly mocking, and said leisurely: "Your Majesty, Wendou is an elegant matter, how can you let the seventh brother and the Marquis of Jingyang gamble for money?" Even if he gambles money, he can't gamble enough, it's not enough to be ashamed......"
Li Shimin pretended to be stunned, and said: "I forgot about this stubble, don't blame the seventh brother, don't blame the seventh brother!" ā
As soon as he and his wife sang and harmonized, Li Yuanchang's face was blue and red, knowing that others were slapping his face, but he could only obediently stand by.
Otherwise, Li Shimin really wanted him to take out a million guan but he couldn't take it out, so it would be a shame to throw it to his grandmother's house.
The eldest grandson felt that the suppression was almost over, so he said: "Your Majesty, the gambling matter is over, but what you said is also reasonable, Wendou needs to have some color, otherwise it is really boring, and the concubine has a proposal that I don't know if it is feasible?" ā
"Although the queen said, I will strongly support ......"
The eldest grandson smiled gracefully, suddenly pointed to Wang Lingxue who was standing next to him, and chuckled: "It's better to use this girl's marriage book as a note, the seventh brother and the Marquis of Jingyang are jealous for her, just use Wendou to establish the belonging, if this matter can be done, it can be regarded as a romantic story......"
Li Yuanchang was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Sister-in-law, I dare to do this, I have already given a dowry for this woman." "Wang Lingxue is a stunning beauty, he has regarded this woman as a forbidden woman, and the eldest grandson's move is clearly to cut off the flesh of his heart.
His own family knows his own affairs, Han Yuewen is famous all over the world, and he will definitely lose when he fights with him.
He was worried, but Li Shimin laughed and said: "This matter is so decided, Wen Dou wins the marriage book, and the affair is ......" The emperor's eyes flashed, and he suddenly glanced at Li Yuanchang, and said meaningfully: "Seventh brother, you don't have to worry, I allow you to seek help, and fight Jingyang Hou in a group!" ā
These words are obviously ironic that he has no ink on his chest, but unfortunately Li Yuanchang has to take it hard.
If he doesn't, he will lose the woman.
After that, his reputation was tarnished.
A county king and Hou Ye Wendou need to find someone to help the group fight, and this matter will inevitably become a big joke.
"Jokes are jokes...... jokes!" Li Yuanchang gritted his teeth suddenly, anyway, tonight he has been labeled by the eldest grandson as a greedy and lustful and jealous hat, if he loses this competition again, it will really be a loss to his wife and soldiers.
He raised his head suddenly, swept around sharply, and said, "The people who are usually friends with this king please come out and help me Wen Doujing Yanghou!" ā
The people in the courtyard looked at each other, and they didn't know what Li Yuanchang meant by this, when suddenly Shi Shiran walked out of the crowd with a few scribes, Li Shimin looked at it and smiled lightly.
"Seventh brother, is this the scribe you befriended, they are all rich in poetry!"
Li Yuanchang's pupils shrank, and he said: "The younger brother has always been closer to the Wang family, meeting friends with literature, and meeting friends with literature......"
"What a friend in Yiwen! A thousand-year-old family, everywhere, even the king of the county can meet friends with literature! Li Shimin smiled leisurely and closed his mouth and stopped speaking.
It turned out that the few scribes who came out to help Li Yuanchang were all from the Taiyuan Wang family.
Li Yuanchang arched his hand stiffly, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please ask for a question!" He was really afraid that Li Shimin would pursue it now, so he quickly brought the topic to Wendou.
It has been taboo for the royal family to make friends with the family since ancient times. Before, he didn't want to fight, but now he was anxious for the fight to start quickly, Li Shimin's eyes were as sharp as knives, and Li Yuanchang was really a little scared.
Fortunately, Li Shimin smiled slightly, and didn't seem to intend to delve into this matter, the emperor put his hands behind his back, looked up at the starry sky, and said leisurely: "Tonight, you two are jealous, it's just because you are too young, and the young man's heart is hot-blooded. ā
"Teenagers?" Everyone in the audience muttered, and the scribes were even more immersed in thought, trying to make a poem that should be suitable for the situation.
Everyone was pondering, Cheng Biting Jin suddenly jumped out, laughed wildly: "Poetry, my old Cheng is the best at this, first with a song Xia Xiao to overwhelm the crowd during the day, and then with a pond to shock everyone." Aha, Your Majesty has already made a good sentence this time......"
"You can pull it down!" Everyone rolled their eyes and overwhelmed the crowd, which was really shameless to the extreme. Just your bullshit Xia Xiao, pull your daughter-in-law to do it, and wait for you to go home to see if your daughter-in-law catches your face.
Mrs. Cheng actually wanted to catch Lao Cheng's face for a long time, but because the banquet courtiers were all over, and the emperor and empress were always in the courtyard, Lao Cheng escaped a catastrophe.
Li Shimin was also a little disgusted with this goods, and turned his head and shouted: "Where is Cheng Chumo? Pull your daddy down and eat over there and gag him! ā
This is the emperor's order, Cheng Chumo was overjoyed, he hurriedly jumped out of the crowd, covered Lao Cheng's mouth, and begged bitterly: "Dad, the cook over there got a few more roast leg of mutton, and the child went over to serve you to eat and drink." ā
didn't wait for Lao Cheng to refute between words, and dragged his father away with all his might.
At this moment, a scribe's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "The minister has made a poem, and it is ......" He bowed to Li Shimin, and then his face was proud, and he said lightly: "The young man rode a white horse and flew to the northwest." High-spirited layman, no regrets! ā
"Good!" Before everyone could speak, Li Yuanchang opened his mouth first and shouted "Okay", this person's face was swollen by Han Yue, and his speech was a little leaky, and he hummed: "Good poetry, good poetry, the young man went to fight outside the fortress, and served the country with no regrets." Second brother, I'm afraid that the younger brother of this question has won. ā
Li Shimin sneered and said lightly: "This poem also has some charm, but why do I always feel a little familiar?" ā
An old fox walked out next to him, it was the court tumbler Shangguanyi, the old man said with a smile: "Of course Your Majesty feels familiar, this poem is clearly an excerpt, the original text is from Cao Zhi's "White Horse Chapter", but he secretly changed the sentence. ā
Li Shimin laughed, the scribe's face was flushed, Li Yuanchang was dumbfounded, he applauded too early just now, and he didn't expect to be slapped in the face in a blink of an eye.
The eldest grandson suddenly pushed Han Yue and said in a low voice: "It's your turn, behave well in this palace, don't be embarrassed, otherwise your ears will be pulled off." ā
Han Yue sighed helplessly, slowly walked to the center of the crowd, and said indifferently: "In the past, Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, and the minister did not have this talent, so he racked his brains to make a few sentences, and asked His Majesty to comment." ā
"Read!" Li Shimin waved his hand and motioned for him to start directly.
Han Yue took two steps forward, suddenly exhaled, and slammed his fist on the flower tree beside him, the tree shook its branches, and the leaves fell. He stretched out his hand to pinch a fallen leaf, and his tone suddenly became excited: "Xinfeng wine fight ten thousand, how many years is Xianyang Ranger?" The spirit of meeting is the king's drink, and the weeping willow side of the high-rise building is ......"
"Good!" This time, it was not like Li Yuanchang was alone, but the ministers were all applauding. A good sentence is a good sentence, how can it not resonate with people.
Han Yue suddenly threw the fallen leaves in his hand, took two steps forward, and then read out a poem: "Born in Shihan Yulinlang, he first fought Yuyang with the hussars." I don't know how to suffer from the side court, and I still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones when I die. ā
"Good!" The audience burst into applause.
Han Yue looked up to the sky and roared, took two steps forward, and his tone became more and more passionate, and it turned out to be another song: "Wuling is young and young in the east of Jinshi, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze." Falling flowers wander wherever they go, and laugh into the orchid restaurant. ā
Six steps, three poems, Cao Zhi seven steps into poems, he is more ruthless than Cao Zhi. At this point, the audience was silent, and the ministers no longer dared to applaud, but only dared to hiss.
"The talent of Jingyang dominates the world!" Cai Guogong Du Ruhui suddenly came out of the crowd, looked up to the sky and sighed, and said everyone's thoughts.
From now on, who dares to write juvenile poems again?
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Three chapters, 10,000 words, Shanshui has done it!