"Good!"

The first to make a voice was naturally Li Gang, how could his own apprentice not be cold, right? Although he was also shocked enough, if he didn't know the apprentice's personality, he really had to doubt the origin of this poem.

With Li Gang's beginning, everyone naturally applauded.

Glancing at the audience, Li Chengqian returned the salute with a smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It doesn't matter if the heads of various wealthy families and Wenchen applauded in the audience, what are the two of you clapping?

Although Wang Qiao was born in a family, he is a person who can afford to lose.

When the cheers were over, he bowed down and saluted, with a sincere attitude: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really powerful, Wang Qiao admires, today I know that there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains." Putting aside his position, Wang Qiao hopes that there will be an opportunity to learn from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the future. ”

Li Chengqian did not be rebellious, but nodded and said, "Waiting for you alone." ”

After saying that, after the two saluted each other again, Wang Qiao withdrew from the field, did not return to the Wang family's team, but left directly through the forbidden army.

No one ridiculed, only regretted, to say that Wang Qiao is definitely a talent, but today he met the prince, and Kunpeng should also be a feather.

After winning a game, Li Chengqian was not arrogant, but smiled and smiled at the audience: "But there is still someone to teach?"

Teaching?

If it is said that the families who came with the confidence of victory before, they do not know what to do at this time. It's just that they can't understand how the prince reached such a level at the age of eleven?

No one answered, so Li Chengqian asked again.

"Your Highness, the old man should fight, and I hope His Highness will give him advice."

It didn't work like this, and in the crowd of seats, an old man with white hair finally couldn't help but stand up.

Poetry and songs, that is, four, if you are only suppressed in poetry, it is equivalent to a victory for the prince in vain.

Seeing a white-haired old man standing up, although Li Chengqian secretly scolded the old immortal for bullying the small, he still got off the stage and personally helped the old man to come to power. It doesn't matter what position he is, if he is rude to the old man, it is not a question of whether he has talent or not, but whether he has filial piety.

Helping the old man to sit down on the chair, Li Chengqian returned to sit down opposite.

Arching his hand, the old man said: "The old man is not a servant, but the old man of the Cui family in Qinghe, Cui Mengxing, who was not filial to the younger generations in the previous family, was rude to His Royal Highness the Prince, and the old man made amends here first." ”

Seeing that the old man gave up, Li Chengqian waved his hand again and again: "I can't help it, Cui Ba did it to Lone, he is to blame, how can you make amends." Sir, you and I should hurry up and talk. I don't know, which one are you going to learn from the kid? ”

Cui Mengxing said without hesitation: "It's still poetry, but this time the old man wants to change the trick, you and I don't read it, but write it on paper, how about it?" ”

How is it? Do you really know how to play?

However, looking at the small farmer who was in charge of drawing lots, and his legs were weak under the gaze of several sergeants and big men, Li Chengqian still agreed.

Soon, new questions were drawn.

"Grass".

Seeing this topic, Cui Mengxing was also stunned, he has written a lot of poems in his life, and it is nothing to mention it occasionally, how can there be a special sketch? What's more, even if it is written in grass, far-fetched to put it bluntly, the poem before the prince can be regarded as chanting grass. Well, although it's the steppe.

The old man doesn't have the confidence to write verses that are beyond his own!

seemed to see Cui Mengxing's jealousy, Li Chengqian said: "Mr. Cui, the poem just now is not counted, you and I will write another one, how about it?" ”

Cui Mengxing nodded, picked up the inkstone and began to grind the ink.

Each of the two eunuchs held a blank piece of paper, and after displaying it, they each put it in front of the two. Seeing such a move by the eunuchs, the patriarchs of several big families couldn't help but feel like fire.

The crown prince, or the academy, or the royal family, behaved like this, but it seemed that he was upright, but at the same time, he also put a "suspicious" hat on their heads.

Whether it is Cui Mengxing or Li Chengqian, almost all of them thought about it for a while before they officially put pen to paper.

When the tip of the pen touched the paper with ink, Li Chengqian thought for no reason:

Fortunately, Lao Tzu has also contacted calligraphy before, otherwise it would be a shame to write a word like a dog crawling?

In an environment where everyone was silent, Cui Mengxing quickly wrote his own poems. But when he looked up, he found that the prince was still writing!

No way! Still coming?

Cui Mengxing originally thought that the prince would be four sentences and five words this time, at most four sentences and seven words, but....

Another long strip! Although it is a row of sentences, it is still eight sentences!

After finishing writing, Li Chengqian saw the old man looking at him dumbfounded, and couldn't help but say with a little shame like a child: "Why does Mr. look at lonely paper so much? But the lonely word, unbearable? ”

There is no need to compare now, Cui Mengxing got up directly, couldn't see the slightest old state, and walked directly to the prince's side to look.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but talk about it again, the old Cui clan, how could he be a character who has nourished his anger to the family, why was he shocked?

Li Changxiao, the head of the Li family in Longxi, couldn't help but pat the young clansman standing next to him and asked, "Can you see what is written on the paper?" ”

This clansman was specially brought by him, because this clansman has a special talent, although he can't see things near clearly, but he can see farther than ordinary people.

The farsighted patient looked at it for a moment, but shook his head. He is farsighted and not see-through, and now Cui Mengxing is shaking like a sieve of chaff with the poem written by the prince, how can he see it?

Seeing Cui Mengxing so out of shape, especially this one from the Cui family who had a criminal record, several guards couldn't help but slightly let the horizontal knife out of its sheath and approached the prince.

After a long time, Cui Mengxing let out a long sigh and said a voice that everyone expected, but was unwilling to accept: "The old man admits defeat, as for the old man's tattered poems, don't take them out and be embarrassed." Boy, when I saw you today, the old man only knew about the salt rice for more than 80 years, and the old man ate it in the dog's stomach, hahahaha! ”

In the midst of wild laughter, Cui Mengxing put down Li Chengqian's poem, returned to his position, stuffed his paper into his mouth, and chewed it while getting off the stage. refused the prince who came to support him, and fainted as soon as he arrived at the stage.

Seeing that an old man who was full of learning was hit to eat paper, many old acquaintances couldn't help but feel related. are all old friends, how big a blow does this have to be to force an open-minded person to be like this?

But when they saw the prince's young face, they fell silent again.

Anyone who finds out that they have lived in vain all these years will be deeply shocked.

A eunuch, under the emperor's orders, picked up the prince's poem and read: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered." Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. The dry fang invades the ancient road, and the clear green connects the deserted city. He sent the soldiers to go, and he was full of farewell. ”

After reading it, the eunuch also unfolded the blank piece of paper and showed it to people nearby.

As before, everyone didn't know what to say.

Five words, eight sentences, and eight sentences. However, even if the last four sentences are not, I'm afraid they will be invincible!

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. Although a comparison with the last four verses, it can be seen that this poem describes the weed-like Turkic people. However, everyone prefers to believe that the last four sentences were purely made up by the prince at random. For this poem, the first four lines are enough!

Li Chengqian didn't know what these people were thinking, otherwise they would definitely roll in the ring laughing. No, I changed Bai Juyi's poem, how can it still be misinterpreted by you to this extent?

Li Chengqian, who did not have a so-called old man, could only change "Wang Sun" to "soldier" in order not to show his stuffing, and "Yefang" was also changed to "Kufang" in response to the situation. At this time, he kept apologizing to Brother Bai, no, Bai Sun'er. If this one doesn't come to the vicinity of Chang'an in the future, he will make the original version without hearing this poem, I don't know if he will be accused of infringement instead?

After a long time, the sound of applause and applause rang out. Although many people are still reluctant to shoot, they have to be impressed by the prince's talent. Two poems, each classic, even if such a long time has passed, it is still catchy when recalled, and it can definitely be called a classic poem.

In the face of more enthusiastic applause, Li Chengqian just showed a slightly shy smile and returned the salute.

On the judges' bench, which has become a watch, more than a dozen Confucians and the emperor looked at each other. What else to comment! The former song was directly crushed, and although the latter song didn't see Cui Lao'er, it was still a complete victory. Not to mention the competition, there is no one who can even compete with the prince!

Li Shimin smiled, personally poured a cup of tea for Li Gang, and took the opportunity to inquire: "Master Li, the prince's poem can't be written by you." ”

The emperor's voice was very small, but a few foreign Confucians still heard it, no, they didn't hear anything.

Although they pretended to be deaf, they still couldn't help but want to know the answer from Li Gang's mouth.

Just like Cui Mengxing, if it was written by Li Gang, they would feel better, if it was really written by the prince, they would burn their bullshit poetry collection when they went home, even if it was sent out, they had to emphasize and emphasize it, this is just a game poem made by themselves.

However, Li Gang was destined to shatter their hopes: "Back to Your Majesty, the old man will never do such a trivial thing, even if it is for the sake of the academy." A few days ago, the prince said that the poems and songs were endowed with Xiao Daoer, and the old man thought he was bragging, and he didn't want to see the old face slapped by his disciple today. ”

Hearing Li Gang say this, several old people immediately began to recall who their poetry collections were given to.

After the applause ended, Li Chengqian asked with a smile: "But which other gentleman came to the stage to teach?" ”

The words were respectful, but in the ears of everyone in the audience at this time, it was like a deafening warning.

Teachings? It would be nice not to be taught by you!

Several old family masters glanced at each other and nodded one after another.

It's been there! Poetry is a mistake, and if you go up again, it is just a humiliation.

Pushed by the big feet of Lu Zi'an, the head of the Lu family, a young man of the Lu family couldn't help but rush forward a few steps. Noticing the gaze gathered around him, the person who was originally quite calm turned into a big red face and went on stage with a little lameness.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the grass people Lu Jia Lu Shui wen, one poem, I admire it below, but the grass people are also proficient in this word, so I ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to give me some advice."

Li Chengqian nodded and instructed the sergeant to let the skinny monkey-like peasant draw lots.

Li Shimin, who had become a commentator, unfolded the note and laughed out loud: "Military!" ”

"Military?"

Seeing that it was this topic, several old family owners changed color one after another. It's over, this topic, Lu Shui went to a child of a family who had never been in battle, how to deal with it?

It is worthy of being a young man who has high hopes from several old family owners, Lu Shuifu only panicked a little, and then arched his hand and said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the grass people have never been in the army, nor have they seen the flames of war, but they can't make such words. However, let the grass people admit defeat directly, but the grass people are not convinced, why don't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince compose a lyric to open the eyes of the grass people? ”

Dozens of thumbs, in the hearts of some people in the audience, rose for Lu Shui.

Words are just emerging, and I've never heard of anyone who can create words that touch the heart. In comparison, even the prince can't write it. If the prince can't write it, or if it is written in a general way, then Lu Shuigo will have a reason to fight again.

Seeing that it was this topic, Li Chengqian was also a little stunned. No, isn't this piece of paper already scrapped by me?

flipped through the military poems and military words he knew, only to find that many of them did not match his identity. So I rubbed this piece of paper ....

Premature life! Forgot, for the sake of the hit rate, two sheets of each paper are prepared!

glared fiercely at the thin monkey farmer who drew lots, that is, the sky monkey, Li Chengqian could only stubbornly say: "If it is with Lone's state of mind, I'm afraid I won't be able to make any good words, but Lone once met an old soldier with a good temperament, but he can write a poem on his topic." ”

After pondering for a moment, Li Chengqian opened his mouth and read: "The old man talks about the madness of youth, the left crosses the knife, the emperor is on the throne, the spear is bright and the armor is dark, and the thousand horses roll Pinggang." In order to repay the emperor's kindness, he followed the general manager, went into battle in person, and was bloody. The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! Sitting in the camp, when will you send Shuo Fang? Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northeast, and shoot the wolf. ”

forcibly endured the inappropriateness to change Su Shi's words, especially the northeast, the Eastern Turks are in the northeast of the Tang Dynasty, and if you look at the northwest, it is the Western Turks.

When the tail note of "wolf" disappeared, a table exploded, and everyone couldn't help but look at the judges' seats. I saw that the emperor at this time actually slapped the table in front of him.

But what is even more surprising is still to come, not only the emperor lost his temper, but the generals in the field stood up one after another and slapped the back of the chair. A few fools used the wrong force, and their hands were cut by pieces of wood, but they didn't know it.

"A good one is to repay the emperor's kindness with the general manager, so why not have a good sideburns! What a northeast look, shoot the wolf! Prince, who is this government soldier? Even if he is not old, I can't let such a loyal and ambitious soldier grow old! ”

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

For this sentence, several military generals who almost never sycophants all followed the civil officials to get up and praise the emperor.

Hot-blooded! Why can I do what the Tang Dynasty can't do, in the extremely cold weather, I am still in the grassland and the territory of the Turks, and I will directly destroy the Eastern Turks? Naturally, there is no shortage of such Top Gun people in the army!

At this moment, even the civil officials couldn't help but boil their blood, even if they clashed with the military generals group again, they couldn't let such famous sentences be stained with dust.

Under the gaze of a large number of red eyes, Li Chengqian's mouth couldn't help but tremble, and he sighed and said to the emperor: "On the battlefield, how dangerous it is, even the sons and daughters are also frostbitten, and they almost died at the hands of the Turks on the way to Mayi. This old soldier had died in the wounded barracks, and his sons asked left and right, but no one knew what his surname was and where his home was. "The starter...

Although the story is made up, there are no names, no surnames, and no place of origin, and it is not one or two. The statistics of the casualties of many provincial soldiers are not on the battlefield, but in the folded provinces. As long as they went out and didn't come back, as long as they weren't deserters, they were basically dead. Therefore, if you have more relationships with a few brothers in the army, it is useless on the battlefield, but it is also useful for things after death.

Hearing this, Li Shimin did not get angry, but sighed and sat back down.

This is a problem that the government military system, or in the army, has not been able to solve for thousands of years. Before the war, generals, Sima and others can't always count the names and origins of the soldiers under their command! Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream. In the continuous battlefield for thousands of years, many generals can leave a mark in the history books with their deaths, but these pawns will often be unknown.

Thinking of the dog tags of the old American army, Li Chengqian suddenly had a whim, can it also be arranged for the army of the Tang Dynasty? When the time comes, if you want to know where a person's name belongs, you only need to look at the nameplate.

Lone is indeed a genius!

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, under the gaze of a group of red-eyed generals, including the emperor, this smile, this laughter....

Feeling a sharp gaze, Li Chengqian hurriedly said: "Father, about this matter, Erchen just came up with an idea, so he was overjoyed. As for how to implement it, when the time comes, Erchen will make a special recital and send it to your case, what do you think? ”

"Can it be solved?"

Although he didn't believe it, in front of people, Li Shimin was still very willing to save some face for his son, so he nodded immediately and didn't say anything more.

After solving the crisis, Li Chengqian looked at Lu Shui. Oh, Lu Shuiwen!

But when he looked to his right, he found that it was empty, where was there anything Lu Shui to go?

A red-eyed outer guard sergeant, seeing that the prince was looking for an opponent, immediately said loudly: "Your Highness, as early as when Your Majesty and the generals got up, that person ran away, and he still covered his face when he ran, I don't know why." ”

Because of what? Because it was hit too hard!

Several old family owners couldn't speak, it was just a poem, which made many generals and emperors can't help but lose their temper, which shows that it is indeed written to the root of the military and the soul of the soldier. Such words, hehe, have passed! It's been there!