"In the garden under the window, ten pines are planted in the spring. When autumn leaves fall, the trees are empty. Li Zhi shook his head and read his masterpiece aloud.

The surrounding princes also applauded one after another, and they all offered their masterpieces, and all of a sudden, poets walked everywhere in the entire palace, and there were many prodigies like dogs.

"Father, how is my poem?" Li Zhi looked cute and looked at Li Shimin expectantly.

"Good, good, the young slave made a poem, of course it is a good poem!" Li Shimin laughed and said proudly.

The schoolwork of these boys has always given him a headache, but he didn't expect that when this kid Merton came, he would have an unexpected joy.

"How does that compare to Merton's poems?" Li Zhi asked expectantly.

Li Shimin's face twitched suddenly, and he couldn't answer.

"When Weichen was seven years old, he couldn't write such a poem, and Weichen was not as good as His Royal Highness King Jin!" Merton hurriedly stepped forward to help Li Shimin relieve the siege.

"Hmmm! The young slave must be a great poet when he grows up! Li Shimin glanced at Merton appreciatively, you kid knows how to advance and retreat.

"Oh!"

Li Zhi's face flushed with excitement and shouted excitedly.

"Master, this is my poem, please check it!" Li Zhen, the king of Yue, immediately completed his homework on the spot and handed it over to Zhao Gongcun.

"Master, this is mine!"

"This is mine!"

A group of princes enthusiastically handed in their masterpieces, and even the naughtiest Li You quickly handed in his masterpieces.

Li You felt that he was ironclad this time, but he didn't expect that it would be the fastest time to write his homework, not to mention how excited he was.

Zhao Gongcun looked at the freshly baked poems with fair rhythm and extreme symmetry, and his heart was simply full of flavors.

If he had seen a group of children writing such a confrontational poem in normal times, he would have been overjoyed and exclaimed prodigy, but now it seems that there are too many prodigies in the palace.

If he is a man who slaps the horse, he will definitely climb up the pole and stop his credit on himself, after all, it is he Zhao Gongcun who teaches the prince's poems.

But Zhao Gongcun was not happy at all, what a sacred thing it was to write poetry, and now it was completely destroyed by the Mo family.

"Your Highnesses are well written, well! Very good! Zhao Gongcun said insincerely. I don't know whether to be happy or sad. However, for a group of children, he has nothing to demand from being able to write neat poems.

"Alright, let's go to do our homework!"

Li Shimin waved his hand, and then drove this group of excited new poets into the school and continued to display their poetic talents.

In a side hall of the Chongwen Pavilion.

Li Shimin sat high in the first place, and was directly divided into two factions in front of him, one faction was Moton, and the other faction was all the masters of the Chongwen Pavilion.

"Sound Enlightenment?"

The two complete texts of the Enlightenment of Sound and Rhyme were quickly circulated among the masters. One by one, the master looked at the sound rhythm enlightenment, his face was cloudy, and his eyes involuntarily drifted to the side with a childish face.

The entire hall fell into an eerie silence.

"You are all well-educated people, let's discuss, should this sound law enlightenment be promoted to the world?" Li Shimin asked.

Standing in the position of the emperor, of course, he has the enlightenment of sound rhyme, and the difficulty of writing poetry in the future will be greatly reduced, which will play an immeasurable role in the promotion of poetry.

But as a poet, of course, he knows that the poems written according to the enlightenment of sound and rhyme always feel awkward.

"Back to Your Majesty's words, this matter must not be, the enlightenment of sound and rhythm seems to reduce the difficulty of writing poetry, but in fact it is full of ingenuity! In the long run, everyone does not want to forge ahead, and I am afraid that there will be no more famous poems in the future, and only mediocre poems will be left everywhere. Zhao Gongcun said bitterly.

Wei Chen also agrees with Zhao Bachelor's point of view, the enlightenment of sound law is not the great prosperity of poetry, but the great harm of poetry, here the old minister wants to impeach Mo Jiazi here, Mo Jiazi is not right, specializing in crooked and evil ways, forgetting the ancestors, annihilating the hard work of the ancestors, first using poetry to do things on the side, but not repenting, even holding his own crooked talents, even doing three crooked poems, it is simply an inch. In the end, he intensified his efforts and used sound rhythm to enlighten, intending to ruin thousands of years of poetry in China. Liu Xun, a scholar of Chongwen Pavilion, said angrily,

A group of Chongwen Pavilion scholars nodded their heads again and again, and the eyes that looked at Merton were simply enemies of life and death.

"Ahh

Only then did Merton know who was impeaching his ancestors, it turned out to be the one in front of him, and Liu Xun at this time was not in a position of high power, but continued to be in the Chongwen Pavilion, waiting for the opportunity.

"Mr. Liu, this is a mistake!"

Merton hurriedly defended himself that if he was allowed to accuse himself, he might not be able to get out of the noon gate alive, and he would be killed directly.

"For thousands of years, poetry has only been in the hands of a few, and most people who read books have been unable to do it for the rest of their lives, and even feared it. The enlightenment of sound rhythm is indeed full of ingenuity, but it can make more people exposed to poetry, and get started earlier, instead of wasting years. Merton said loudly.

"No matter how many mediocre poems you write, you can't compare to a good poem that can be passed down through the ages!" Liu Xun said disdainfully.

Morton smiled and said: "The enlightenment of sound rhythm is indeed too ingenious, but it is not useless, this is only the enlightenment of beginners to accumulate materials, but it is not a good poem that cannot be used." The kid remembered that Mr. Liu had a poem, but the kid admired it very much! Pingyang is good at singing and dancing, and Jingu is full of recruits. …… No hard work to blow the long sleeves, until the night is crying. ”

Liu Xun listened to Merton reciting his proud masterpiece, and his heart did not feel extremely honored, but his face was full of embarrassment. Because in Liu Xun's poems, almost all of them can be compared with the sound rhythm enlightenment.

"You ......"

Liu Xun's face turned red, and he had just refuted that Mo Jiazi's use of sound rhythm enlightenment would destroy the poem, but he found that his poem was almost completely consistent with the sound rhythm enlightenment.

It's okay now, I was slapped in the face by myself, if the poems made by sound rhythm enlightenment are all mediocre poems, then my own poems are completely in line with sound rhyme enlightenment, then what is it?

The other bachelors were also full of embarrassment, they studied by themselves and recalled their poems, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, this is the case for Liu Xun alone, and almost everyone is like this.

In fact, they resolutely oppose the enlightenment of sound and rhyme, not that the enlightenment of sound and rhyme will destroy the psalm and consume the poet's spirituality.

Rather, it was the Sound Enlightenment that revealed the deepest secret in their hearts, a secret that gave them fame and wealth, and they certainly did not want to share it with the world.

"A flower blooming alone is not spring, thousands of purples and thousands of red spring gardens, if every ten people who read in the Tang Dynasty can use sound rhyme to enlighten and write poems, ten children who can write poems, one person can write a good poem, I believe that within ten years, Datang will definitely be a great poetry." Merton said proudly.

Tang poetry is the greatest glory in the history of literature, and since Merton has come to this world, he will add another boost when this glory is about to rise, so that he can climb to new heights.