A killing word, arrogant and arrogant, shocked the four, and everyone was palpitating.

Li Shimin, who was already lazily leaning on the couch railing, with a gentle but graceful complexion, suddenly felt that his scalp was fried.

Su Rong sat up straight, and waited until September 8 in autumn, plain and shallow, as if ordinary.

But the next sentence is born and concurrent, which is really like a sudden explosion of thunder.

There is also a fierce and arrogant and murderous aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Everyone Huo Ran changed color, whether it was those fox friends and dog friends who just showed pity on their faces, and famous generals and elders.

Or those imperial historians and ministers with disdain, or elders like Fang Xuanling and Li Jing who showed regret and disappointment.

Their faces changed, and they stood up solemnly.

heard Cheng Laosan's second sentence. Cheng Biting Jin's eyes lit up amazingly, he shouted, the drumstick hit the side, and after two snaps, the drum beat became more and more passionate like rolling thunder.

Cheng Chubi drank a little too much, stood a little unsteadily, staggered a little, and his smile looked a little sluggish.

But at this moment, with the sound of the drum, the heartbeat suddenly became excited, and he raised his head and pointed straight up.

"Cupola incense array penetrates Chang'an ......"

The chrysanthemum has a fragrance, this fragrance is quiet, and then the fragrance array is said to be a heavenly incense array, as if it makes people see that in Chang'an City, countless bright chrysanthemums form a large array and bloom together.

The tranquil aroma reveals the majestic and tall Chang'an City, overflowing in the heaven and earth, how heroic?

"Good!" Li Yuan couldn't help but want to shout loudly at the moment, but the good words were so good that he could spit out his mouth, and he was suppressed by him.

At this moment, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was over 100 and a half years old and had gray hair, looked at this stupid boy with a stunned look of disbelief on his face.

Li Shimin pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were full of surprise and expectation, but his expression looked like he was suffering from gains and losses.

Surprisingly, Cheng Laosan, a kid, imitated his father's poems, but the second sentence directly pulled the poem to an extreme situation.

As soon as the third sentence of the Heavenly Incense Array showed Chang'an, Li Shimin intuitively felt that as long as the fourth sentence could be stable.

The old Cheng family, who is full of rough men, is afraid that he will really come up with a masterpiece that will go down in history.

However, Li Shimin is looking forward to this fourth sentence being able to go to the next level and let him enjoy a stunning work.

"Bring the wine!" Although Cheng Chubi only shouted three sentences, he used too much force, and his voice suddenly became hoarse and astringent.

Niu Jinda picked up a full cup of elixir and jade liquid and strode over and handed it over, looking at the old Cheng family's literary and artistic responsibility with admiration.

"Drink, let those bastards who look down on you old Cheng family just learn to open their eyes."

"Thank you, Uncle Niu, you have to." Cheng Chubi poured it into his throat violently.

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

"Good!" As soon as the voice fell, an excited roar and the sound of a crime were heard.

Everyone subconsciously looked over there, and saw Li Shimin, Li Yuan, and his son who were flushed with excitement.

coincidentally, they all stood up and shouted loudly.

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Cheng Yanjin saw the two generations of heavenly sons jumping up excitedly, how could he not understand that his third child really did not disappoint him.

Laughing wildly, the two mallets hit each other, and shouted loudly.

"Wowhaha...... Keep beating the drums, father and son, chant together, and let those bastards open their eyes. ”

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

"The city is full of golden armor ......"

Li Shimin, whose face was flushed with excitement, clenched his hands into fists and chewed on the fourth sentence.

As if seeing the magnificent atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty, countless elite Datang Tigers, wearing gold armor, shouted all over Chang'an to fight for the world......

Li Yuan, who was also so excited that he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh with emotion. "Yongju is expressive, the style is majestic, and he is worthy of my Tang Dynasty martial arts son."

Such angry and sharp words and sentences, if they were recited by literati, might be impressive.

But if the martial artist recites it loudly, it can show the heroic meaning, as if he saw the Tang Dynasty's tens of millions of gold-armored tigers and marching forward heroically.

"Come on, all the princes, recite it together, and cheer for their father and son......"

"Come, repeat!" Cheng Yanjin shouted at the good brothers over there.

Then, the dozens of warriors who were full of heart and passion chanted in unison.

It was Li Shimin who also began to slap the case and recite it proudly.

Yigan originally thought that the Wenchens who would inevitably become the focus of the Chongyang Banquet today couldn't help but look a little overshadowed.

looked at Cheng Sanlang, who was standing in the hall, with one hand behind him, the other hand clenched into a fist, and chanted loudly and repeatedly.

This silly boy...... It's actually Lao Cheng's family.

"Have you ever heard of this verse before?"

Outside the palace gate, Guan Yushi couldn't help but whisper to a colleague around him who was quite talented in poetry and liked to talk about poetry with others.

"If it's an old work, such a majestic masterpiece, how can my generation not know the reason?" The colleague said impatiently.

At this, the colleague couldn't help but shake his head with some jealousy.

"This Cheng Laosan, who has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall and drank the wolf's heart and dog's lung soup, ......"

"Isn't it because you ate those things that you have opened your mind?"

Niu Weituo looked at the father and son of the Cheng family who were beating the drums, and looked at Cheng Laosan who stood tall and recited the majestic verses loudly.

The fire in his heart became hotter and hotter, hotter and hotter, his hands clenched into fists, and he finally made up his mind at this moment.

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After three recitations, the drumming stopped. However, the atmosphere that was heated by this poem stirred up my heart for a long time.

The drum was removed, and the four rough men of the old Cheng family stood proudly in the hall, overjoyed.

Cheng Chubi, the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng family, stood between the three hairy-faced broom-eyed men, and looked more and more heroic.

A group of Wenchen looked at each other, but they all shook their heads and sighed, this poem is too domineering.

Moreover, since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there have been countless battles, and the two emperors can be regarded as the sons of heaven immediately, and they are the best.

Even if they have beautiful and graceful masterpieces, they can't compare with this poem from the perspective of the pattern alone, but it is better to hide it.

"Cheng Sanlang, I don't know if this poem has a name?"

Fang Xuanling, the Tang Dynasty Zaifu, couldn't help but say something, and asked with a smile.

"......" Cheng Chubi was stunned. Should I say that this poem is called "Not the First Queen"? No, no, no.

I am a child of a martial arts family, and I don't do the imperial examination, so what should I call it?

After talking for a long time, Cheng Chubi held back a poem name. "I think it should be called "Fu Ju".

At this moment, he was excited about the era when he was in power, and Li Shimin, who was finally spreading a song that would be able to sing the masterpieces of later generations, was not happy.

"You kid, you're really lazy, so it's not hard for you.

It is better to call it "Chang'an Zhenguan Eighth Year of September Eight Two Rite Hall Chongyang Banquet Fu Ju", which is appropriate. ”

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