Li Yu thought to himself, no, when he saw Kong Yingda, he was only 12 years old, and he hadn't grown up, this year, he has grown up very fast, how could Kong Yingda recognize himself?

"Old man, don't think that you can give less money in this way, I can see through your thoughts."

He said evasively.

Everyone also condemned Kong Yingda.

is old, and he still has to bully teenagers, such a set of methods is not clever. If you don't have money, you say, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending?!

"No, I didn't mean that, I think you look like someone I know."

It's not like, that's just him!

"Don't, don't do that, you're not the first person to say that."

Li Su didn't want to be involved in this issue.

Then he said, "Tell me, what kind of poems do you need?" Or is it up to me? ”

That being the case, there is no need to dwell on one issue for too long.

"Young man, naturally come as I ask."

Kong Yingda is very sophisticated, so naturally he wants to make Li Su retreat.

Today's ten poems, one cannot be missing.

Moreover, there are also the most difficult questions, which are different for each one.

"Say, I'll listen!"

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter, Meilan, chrysanthemum, bamboo, Tang Chang'an, ten kinds and ten songs, how?"

How is it all related to Xia? Is it the right time?

Could it be that this is their study for the children of the nobility?

Anyway, he has a strong reserve, and he can make a hundred or so of ten things, which is not a problem at all.

Kong Yingda looked at Li Su and seemed to be in deep thought, but he looked proud

"How? Difficult, right? That's normal, I usually do this for a long time!

I'll give you an hour to write these ten poems, lest people say that I am a bully to the young. ”

Even the Confucian scholars felt that it was not easy, and in people's eyes, what should Li Su do?

"An hour? Then I'm a big loss, I think it's too much for such a simple poem and a cup of tea. ”

A cup of tea lasts about fifteen minutes.

Everyone was amazed and delighted! Shocked, it doesn't take time just to write it down? Happily, they don't like Kong Yingda and hope he will leave quickly!

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed! Then let's have a cup of tea, if you can't make it, I can get the money back! And you have nowhere to go! ”

"If I could write faster, I wouldn't have to."

The crowd was shocked.

It takes a while for everyone to review the questions.

Some people started scratching their heads and trying to compose poetry.

But after all, there is too little ink, and sometimes it can't meet the situation, the more anxious I am, the more I can't think of it.

Some of them came up with it, and they were also pieced together.

"Then the old man wants to see how you compose poetry."

"Okay, I'll start with spring! Let's see. ”

Written by Li Su.

He began to write down his verses on a blank piece of paper.

It is better to say that it is to think than to copy poetry.

He swayed down, and on the white paper, he was constantly written in black.

Before people could see the previous sentence, he wrote the next sentence.

In an instant, a poem was written.

The crowd read aloud with emotion.

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat.

The two returned to the Hong and wanted to break the group, and they still seemed to return to the north.

I know that there are many winds and snows in the Shuo desert, and I will wait for the half moon spring in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

The crowd is divided.

"Good poetry, good poetry! Sure enough, it's a masterpiece again! ”

"This poem is even better than the one just now!"

"It's only a moment to come up with such a verse, it's really a god!"

"I can't even carry it so smoothly!"

"Sir, please accept our worship, we are already a five-body caster!"

……

In the face of everyone's enthusiasm.

Li Su just waved his hand, showing everyone's demeanor.

"Everyone is polite, come out to eat with a mouthful of food, it's just an axe from the class."

His modesty made everyone ashamed.

Is this called Banmen Axe?

All the books of these literati were read in vain.

"Scholar Confucius, what do you think of this poem?"

Kong Yingda looked at it for a while, her expression was excited, but she said, "It's not bad, there are nine more!" Come on! ”

It seems that he will not let Li Su go.

Li Su was not afraid of him at all.

Is it just poetry?

How much and how much to have.

Next, he copied Lu You's "Secluded Early Summer" and Du Fu's "Eight Songs of Autumn Xing (Part 1)...... When each song came out, it caused everyone to applaud.

These are all masterpieces! It's so powerful!

The more Kong Yingda looked at it, the more frightened he became, and in less than ten minutes before and after, he composed nine songs.

If it goes on like this, it's really as Li Su said.

It doesn't take a single cup of tea to complete ten poems!

If you deduct the time to write, it's just a no-brainer.

Such a god is shocking.

In the end, Kong Yingda's tone began to change.

It became a little polite.

But he still said: "There is one last song, writing Chang'an, I want to see how you will compose it?" ”

He doesn't give up!

"Isn't that easy? Let's see! ”

Li Su moved his pen again.

"The emperor's spirit is empty, and pieces of auspicious clouds are everywhere in the palace.

The moon and the cold stars are covered with Han tiles, and the wind and rain are wrapped in the Tang wind.

The majestic castle is as beautiful as the old, and the new district is beautiful like a rainbow.

Shengshui famous mountains for thousands of years, craftsmen are not the enemy of natural workers. ”

Although this poem has a bit of a glorifying meaning, it exists.

However, as far as the rule is concerned, Li Shimin has done a wrong job, at least the people live and work in peace and contentment, and it is not like war.

But economically, he hasn't done enough.

You'll have to do it yourself.

He is a person who thinks about things by facts, and he scolded Li Shimin at the beginning, because he couldn't do it well.

But it was very cool, there were few ancient kings who survived, but he survived.

When the poem came out, Kong Yingda directly rolled up the paper.

Failed to be seen by others.

Judging by his hands, he was already trembling a little.

His expression was agitated and tears were in his eyes.

shouted: "Good poetry, good poetry!" The old man has lived for decades and has seen countless poems, but he has never seen such poems, which is really shocking. ”

From the disdain at the beginning to the excitement now, this old man is also principled in doing things.

It is also about the facts, regardless of the person.

At the same time, he felt sorry for his rudeness.

"Sir, please allow me to call you a word sir, in the world, only you can be called sir, and no one else deserves it!"

This may be Kong Yingda's highest evaluation of Li Su.

Let Li Su be a little stunned, I just copied a few poems, and also violently changed some words to make the meaning more suitable, do you think?

Can you eat it as a meal?

Can it be spent as money?

They are all impossible, vain and useless.

"Okay, your poem is ready, take your poem and go, don't delay my time."

This......

There are few people who dare to do this to Kong Yingda, and he Li Su is definitely the first.

Kong Yingda was not angry, but on the contrary, he was full of smiles.

I don't know what's going on in my head.

He came over in a good voice.

"Sir, can you take a step to speak?"

What is this old man going to do?

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