Chapter 169: Literary Little Fat Man
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"In that case, the minister there will be ugly!"
Li Tai, a little fat man in literature and art, has always thought that he is brilliant, and today he has the opportunity to show his face in front of a kind of relatives, especially Li Shimin, and he is naturally full of spring breeze.
But he was proud, but there were people below who looked at him unpleasantly.
"Hmph, if you become an astronomical crepe, you know that those who are so good are also fat like that ball, and they are even proud!"
This mouth is full of complaints, it is a young man wearing a moon-white robe, a handsome face, and a slightly thin body, and he is about the same age as Li Tai, but the meaning of his words is unceremoniously.
"Alas, I said Fifth Brother, be quiet, don't be heard by Fourth Brother! He's very small-minded, be careful when he turns around and puts little shoes on you! Li Su, who was eating Haisai with his head down and his mouth full of oil, reminded him vaguely after hearing the young man's words.
"Just him, dare to put small shoes on me?" The young man snorted coldly and said, "Miss me Li You, even if you are not treated by your father, you are still a dignified prince!" is also a son, what can he Li Tai do to me? ”
Wow, Li You!
No wonder this kid is so arrogant, the feeling is that raped. Wicked people instigate and do it. Dead the long history Quan Wanji sent by Li Shimin to himself, and then the second goods who rebelled blatantly!
It's really interesting, both of them are destined to be abandoned, and they can't even look at each other, it's very interesting!
"Yes, the sons will take this 'Chinese New Year's Eve' and 'Keeping the New Year' as the theme!" Li Tai paced back and forth in the hall for a few steps, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said, "The long lantern of the cigarette cage is forcing the new year." Chinese New Year's Eve is even more sleepless, the child calls Chang'an to sing, if there is an idiot selling new peaches (this poem is made up by the author Jun blind ~~)! ”
"Lanterns, New Year's Guards, Chinese New Year's Eve, Peach Charms...... Although the tone is slightly dry, the artistic conception is profound, and it is a poem that fits the occasion! ”
Before Li Shimin followed his father to fight against the Sui, he was a famous wind in Longxi. Liucaizi has a deep attainment in both literary style and strategy, so he gave a very pertinent evaluation of Li Tai's poetry.
"Childish slave, how is your fourth brother's poem?" Li Zhi was still sitting on Li Yuan's lap. Li Yuan looked at the little guy's eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of school examination in his tone.
"Very good, there's a lot in this poem...... It feels like it's fun! Li Zhi's answer is very pertinent, think about it, what can a four or five-year-old child say?
"De'er, what do you think?"
came out, came out, Li Yuan still asked this classic question. It's very similar to 'Yuan Fang, what do you think'.
Li Yuanba swallowed the wine in the cup, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said, "Not bad." At his age, it is still commendable to be able to make such a poem! ”
"Finished?" Li Yuan was a little dissatisfied, "At least you have to analyze the content and meaning of the poem, right?" ”
Li Yuanba didn't bother to analyze the content of this poem. and the 300 Tang poems he kept in mind, there is no comparison at all!
"Tai Bucai, I don't know about your royal brothers and uncles. What do you think of Thai's poem? Looking around, Li Tailuo bowed to the people around him with a hint of pride, and at the end, he stole a provocative look at Li Chengqian.
In that way, in Li Yuanba's opinion, it is a complete villain.
"Cheng Qian, come here!"
Seeing the smug look on the kid's face, Li Yuanba was very unhappy, and he suddenly beckoned to Li Chengqian, who was sitting at a small table beside him.
"Uncle Four Emperors!"
Although Li Chengqian and Li Tai are compatriots of the same mother, the two brothers do not look at each other at each other.
Especially Li Tai, he always regarded Li Chengqian, as the prince, as a thorn in his side, at a young age, he longed for imperial power, and even had a fight with Li Yuanji.
"Cheng Qian, uncle has a poem here, you will ...... like this later"
Li Yuanba attached himself to Li Chengqian's ear and commanded in a low voice.
"Qingque, there is also a clumsy song here with the theme of Chinese New Year's Eve, you can taste it!" Li Chengqian, who received Li Yuanba's instructions, stood up, arched his hand at Li Tai from afar, and chanted:
"The universe is empty, and the years go to the hall. The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of snow and frost. Life is over with the years, and the body is forgotten with the world. There is no resurrection of Su Meng, and the night is not young. ”
This poem was written by Wen Tianxiang, a patriotic poet of the Song Dynasty and a national hero, and although the whole poem is bland, it is enough to shock people's hearts!
"What a 'no resurrection of Su Meng, the night of the lantern', good poetry, good poetry!"
Li Shimin looked at his eldest son with shining eyes, and there was even some excitement in his voice. Over the years, he had rarely heard poems that touched his heart, but he didn't expect to hear them today!
Seeing Li Shimin's exaggerated expression, Li Yuan secretly pursed his lips and said in his heart: "This second child is really a pig brain, what is the situation of his son, don't you know?" Although Cheng Qian is good, he will never be able to make such a good sentence......"
Thinking of this, he glanced at Li Yuanba next to him, and found that his little son had a smile on his face, and he didn't care at all.
Just now, he saw this kid biting his ears with Chengqian's grandson, this poem may be the masterpiece of this stinky boy!
In fact, how does he know, Li Shimin's heart is like a mirror, he still knows very well how many catties and taels his son has, and he can see the small movements of Li Yuanba and Li Chengqian's uncle and nephew clearly.
Isn't it that Li Yuanba didn't want to be in the limelight, so he asked Li Chengqian to come out and suppress this fourth son who was a little carried away?
Looking at Li Tai again, as soon as Li Chengqian's poem came out, Li Tai had already changed color.
Throughout the ages, there are not a few poems with the theme of Chinese New Year's Eve, and there are many good nouns and sentences, but when you hear the last two sentences of 'no resurrection of Su Meng, pick the lights at night', almost all famous sentences have lost their color, this is definitely a perfect sentence!
But what Li Tai couldn't figure out was that such a good sentence actually came out of the mouth of his familiar eldest brother. It's impossible!
Looking at the stunned Li Tai, Li Chengqian's heart was also very happy.
How many years, Qingque, this little fat man. I always like to press him in terms of literary talent, and today is also a salted fish turned over, and I finally got out of my heart!
"Good! Good poetry! What a poem! ”
Seeing that the hall suddenly fell silent, Li Yuanba slapped his hands and shouted loudly.
In fact, Li Yuanba is more confident than anyone else.
You must know that this "Except the Night" was composed by Wen Tianxiang of the Southern Song Dynasty, although it is not as monstrous as "Song of Righteousness", nor does it have the generosity of "Crossing Zero Ding Yang", but that strong desire to get together with his family and drink Tusu wine for New Year's Day. But it has been passed down through the ages.
"What a poem!"
"Although the poems are occasionally bland, the artistic conception is far-reaching and shocking to the soul!"
The group was an afterthought, and they were all slow to beat, and when the initial cooldown had passed, they all praised it.
"Qingque, how is this poem for my brother?" Li Chengqian leaned over and picked up a wine glass, shook it lightly and laughed.
Sample, dare to be arrogant in front of the Four Emperor Uncles. The Fourth Emperor Uncle is the storage of the five surnamed Qiwang Shizi. Could it be that you think that you alone can top seven families with five surnames and seven hopes?
Hmph, I really don't know how to write dead words!
"Hehe, the royal brother is so talented. Being able to make such a quatrain is far beyond my brother's reach! After Li Tai's face changed a few times, he still decided not to judge.
"That's it!" After all, Li Yuanba didn't want the relationship between the two little brothers to stiffen in advance, so he stood up and said:
It takes at least four, six, eight or more lines to make this poem! Since ancient times, seven steps have become poems. There are very few people who export growth! Instead of composing poetry, it is better to change to another form! It just so happens that this king has a new style here, so why not use this style to entertain him. What do you think? ”
"Oh? Yuanba, you mean a new genre? I don't know what form of style it is? ”
For this fourth brother who has brought him infinite surprises since he woke up, Li Shimin is still full of expectations.
"Little mountain, little water...... Come here, both of you! ”
Li Yuanba nodded at Li Shimin, walked to the door and summoned the two little eunuchs he brought.
The two little eunuchs were very good-looking, and each of them held in their hands a piece of something wrapped in a big red silk cloth, among which the little eunuch named Xiaoshan was slightly decorated, and on top of the thing in his hand, there was indeed a slightly smaller silk cloth bag.
"You two put your things on the ground and go out!"
Li Yuanba's commander and the two little eunuchs carefully put the things in their hands on the ground, then stepped forward and said to Li Shimin: "Brother Huang, there is still something for you today!" ”
"Is this the thing of the earth?" Li Shimin became even more curious.
"Not bad!"
Li Yuanba nodded, bent down, and tore off the big red silk cloth wrapped around the two large and one small silk cloth bag.
Bright, shiny!
Red, red and glamorous!
All of a sudden, everyone felt dazzled and almost couldn't open their eyes!
What is it on this earth that is so dazzling?
When they looked down, they saw three planks on the ground, two of which were long, nearly eight feet long and about one and a half feet wide, and were bright red and bright all over, and on the front of the planks were sprinkled with a little golden powder, and around the planks there were beautiful carved patterns.
If it weren't for the fact that it was a little longer in length and at least half as narrow in width, it would have looked like a peach charm hanging on a lintel.
As for the shorter plank, the style is similar to that of the regular plank, but the content of the book is not the same, one seems to be read horizontally, and the remaining two are read vertically.
Li Yuan, who was closest to him, was more curious than anyone else, he took a step forward, looked down at the three things, and read:
"The sound of the wind and the rain, the sound of reading, the sound is in the ears; Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, everything cares! ”
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