Chongwenkan School

Not only Li Zhi, but all the princes under the age of twelve are here, from Li You, the king of Qi, to Li Zhi, the king of Jin, there are many of them.

"It's today's lesson! His Highnesses went back and recited ten verses describing spring, and handed in a poem on the theme of spring. "Today's professor is a forty-year-old, emaciated Dr. Chongwenguan named Zhao Gongcun.

"Ahh Writing poetry! ”

The entire Chongwen Pavilion suddenly burst into a mourning!

When Merton's figure appeared at the door, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Merton!" Li Zhi shouted loudly.

Li Zhi did not call Modon the big demon king anymore, not because he was bought by Merton's cake, nor because he suddenly had an epiphany about arithmetic, but because Li Zhi encountered a problem that was thousands of times more difficult than arithmetic - writing poetry.

Li Zhi usually likes ancient poems very much, although he shouts the Great Demon King of Merton all day long and complains that it is too difficult to learn, but he still admires Merton's ability to write poems.

But when it was his turn to write poetry, Li Zhi knew what a painful thing it was.

Not only is Li Zhi suffering, all princes are suffering, when he was a teenager, he had to calm down and write poetry, which was simply the biggest torture, but as royal children, when they endured endless glory and wealth, they would also bear more burdens than ordinary children.

The other princes also looked at Mo Dun with complicated eyes, the Mo family has been in the limelight these days, even if they have been in the deep palace for a long time, it is also like thunder.

"Hey! If you have the talent of the Mo family, you don't have to be so entangled! The princes couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"You are the Mo family?" Zhao Gongcun looked at the fair-faced Morton and said angrily.

"Merton has met Mr. Zhao." Merton saluted respectfully, and for this great figure in history, Merton has long admired his name.

"Humph! It's a bit of a geek, but it's a pity that it didn't work in the right way! Zhao Gongcun snorted coldly, brushed his sleeves and left.

After Zhao Gongcun left, the Chongwen Pavilion became active, and they gathered around Merton, and one by one they returned to their youthful nature.

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and mosquitoes bite me everywhere. When the big bear comes at night, no one can run. ”

Li You, the king of Qi, read this crooked poem in a low tone around Merton, and the princes around him suddenly laughed, among these princes, Li You, the king of Qi, was the most naughty, and his studies were the worst.

The sunshine incense burner produced purple smoke, and Merton came to the roast duck shop. The saliva is 3,000 feet, and there is no money in a pocket. Merton, do you like roast duck, I don't like roast duck, I love fried chicken," Yue Wang Li Zhen said with a saliva in his mouth

"I don't like roast duck either, I love cake," Li You, the king of Qi, said proudly.

"Uh-uh!"

Merton's face was suddenly full of black lines, he didn't expect that he was just blackening himself, and in this group of bear children, he would take it seriously.

"Merton, what is a single?" Li Zhi asked curiously on the side

Merton suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he felt that today's training was not in vain, and it was no wonder that Zhao Gongcun's nose was not a nose for him, and his eyes were not eyes.

"This! When you grow up, you'll know what, don't you want to write poetry, don't you hurry up and write, wait for the next semester to learn arithmetic! Morton haha, and quickly changed the topic, for fear that this group of bear children would say something shocking again.

"Writing poetry?"

Li Zhi's face suddenly wrinkled, and the other princes were also depressed.

"Forget it, I don't think I can even memorize ten poems, this time I will definitely be on the board!" Li You is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"It's, it's just, we're not as talented as you." Li Zhi and the others said with envy.

"Actually, it's very simple to write poetry." Merton reassured.

"Simple?"

The princes looked at Merton like monsters.

"Really? I also want to know how to get to you to write poetry, it's easy! Li Shimin's voice sounded behind Merton.

"Father!"

Li Zhi and the others suddenly changed their faces, and immediately stood up in a row obediently.

"See the emperor!" Merton's face also changed, and he hurriedly turned around and saluted, bowing his head weakly, I don't know if Li Shimin heard it when Li Zhi asked the bachelor just now.

"Humph! No excuses! I'm also curious about how the famous Mo family wrote poems! Li Shimin snorted coldly, although Li Shimin is about to fight the world, but he is indeed brilliant, and there are many poems of Li Shimin that have been handed down in history.

"The wind knows the grass, and the board knows the Chengchen."

"The husband uses copper as a mirror, and he can be dressed properly; With the ancient as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall; With people as a mirror, you can see the gains and losses. ”

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How can you write such classic poems without being full of economy, which shows Li Shimin's poetic talent.

"Back to Your Majesty! Although writing poetry requires inspiration and talent, it is not without a trace, as long as you find the rules behind the poems, it is not a difficult thing to write poetry. Merton had to bite the bullet.

"Regularity? Is this your Mohist research again? Li Shimin said.

"Not bad!" Merton said proudly, "As long as you grasp the rules of poetry, you can easily write a poem."

"That's nonsense!"

Zhao Gongcun, who was following behind Li Shimin, really couldn't listen to it anymore, and scolded loudly.

Zhao Gongcun is also a master of poetry, responsible for teaching the princes' studies, and his knowledge is naturally not shallow.

"Really?"

A trademark smile tugged at the corner of Merton's mouth.

That kid dared to say a few words, and asked Zhao's predecessors to advise, the poetry pays attention to symmetry, such as clouds to rain, snow to wind, and evening to clear sky. Laihong is against the swallow, and the bird is against the songworm. Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei to Jiangdong, the earthly political palace, the heavenly Guanghan Palace. Merton said aloud.

"The palace of government on earth, the Guanghan Palace in the sky!" Li Shimin was shocked.

The Lizheng Palace is the sleeping palace of the eldest grandson queen, and Merton compares the Lizheng Palace with the Guanghan Palace, a heaven, a world, and it is easy to get a good poem.

"So easily to write half a verse?"

Zhao Gongcun's face also changed, he is also a person who often writes poetry, of course he knows that these are words he often uses, but there has never been such a clear and straightforward contrast.

However, Merton did not finish, and continued: "Spring to summer, autumn to winter, twilight drum to morning bell. Watching the mountains is to play with the water, and the green bamboo is to the pine. Feng Nuhu, Ye Gonglong, Dancing Butterflies to Ming, Mr. wants His Royal Highness to compose poems in spring. That kid has a song here, the warbler in the garden in spring is just right, and the wild goose Yongyong outside the plug in autumn. ”

"Spring to autumn, warbler to goose! Exactly to Yongyong. Li Shimin chewed this poem carefully, and found that this poem is indeed a good poem after listening to it, but after careful integration, you will understand that this poem is full of ingenuity, as long as the framework is there, you can fill in the words and combinations in it almost arbitrarily.

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"Clear to turbid, bitter to salty, one to three. Smoke to the hat, moon to sail. The warbler is eyeliding, the swallow is murmuring, and the willow berries are ...... to the pine fir. ”

"Can it be right or not, the saint is right to the sage, and the Wei Qian is right to Hun Xuan. Finching Luo to the fishing net, Cui Wei to Cangyan. Red tent, white cloth shirt, pen grid to letters. ……”

"Crowns to belts, hats to shirts, and slander to words. The boat is against the royal horse, and the vulgar is against the people's rock. The rat is huge, the rabbit is many, and the annals are silent about the book. Saicheng heard the horn, and Jiangpu recognized the sail. The river is a source of the shape of Mimi, Mount Tai ten thousand potential rocks. Zheng is a martial prince, endowed with clothes and virtues; Zhou is angry with the alley, and Gebeijin is slandered. ”

Every time Morton said a paragraph, Zhao Gongcun's face turned pale, and with these as a contrast, the poem could be so simple.