After a short time, Li Su turned to the bank of Baihuatan.

Although the base of Baihuatan is not very large, the lake water is clear, the breeze is gentle, and there is a special atmosphere.

And under the willow tree by the lake, Li Su saw that there was a group of young men and women, gathered together, and it seemed that a poetry meeting was being held.

For this kind of boring word play of literati, Li Su has always scoffed and disdained it.

Therefore, after seeing this poetry meeting, Li Su couldn't help but be bored and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Li Su accidentally heard a few words, and he couldn't help but stop with an idea.

"Brother Wang, who doesn't know that Brother Wang is the first talent in Yizhou, Brother Wang should not be modest, and ask Brother Wang to write a masterpiece!"

"Yes, Brother Wang's talent, who doesn't know? Who doesn't know? The whole Yizhou should be the first! ”

"Where, where, is it you who are in love, how dare you be the first talent in Yizhou? The person Xiaosheng admires the most is His Royal Highness the King of Shu, who can really be called the first genius of my Tang Dynasty! ”

Well?

Actually here, did you meet a fan of this king?

Hearing this, Li Su didn't want to leave again.

The main thing is that this brother Wang in the mouth of everyone is actually called the first genius in Yizhou.

Although he himself refused to admit it, his conceit could still be heard in his pretended modest tone.

I don't know what this brother Wang has to do with the Wang family of the four great families in Yizhou?

Is it from the royal family?

Thinking of this, Li Su couldn't help but lean towards the scene of the poetry meeting with great interest.

I saw that the scholar who was called Brother Wang was holding a pen, and he quickly wrote a poem.

Then, the scholar beside Brother Wang couldn't help but read it out loud:

Ten miles of Ping Lake is green and light, and the grass is fragrant after the rain.

Send a message to the sons and daughters of the spring, and the willow silk of Nanyuan is long.

(This brother Wang is a fictional character, this poem is a work of smoke and rain, and his ability is limited, so you don't laugh.) ）

"Good! A good sentence is not negative Nanyuan willow silk long! This sentence alone overwhelms all the poems of today! ”

"I think the most ecstatic thing is the word Mo Min! Life is short, Brother Wang is telling us that life is short, should we be happy in time? ”

"I think it's better to have three words in this willow silk! The willow silk is growing, the spring is short, and if you can't catch it in time, you will inevitably live up to the spring! ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

As soon as this poem came out, the scholars around this royal brother praised it one after another.

And Li Su next to him couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

This is just a limerick poem at best, but can such a poem be called a good poem?

So the gold content of this No. 1 talent in Yizhou is inevitably low, right?

Thinking of this, Li Su couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Li Su's laughter suddenly interrupted the touting here.

Those talented people suddenly looked angry and looked unkindly.

They are stepping on the spring and chanting poetry here, and the person is actually laughing next to them, which is simply the biggest insult to them!

Insulting Sven!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

However, after they saw the appearance of Li Susaobao, as well as the guards around them, they couldn't help but swallow back the rebuke on their lips.

There is a risk in coming out, so you need to be cautious when you speak!

At this time, a girl couldn't help but stand up angrily!

"Hey, what are you smiling at? Isn't my brother's poetry good? You're laughing at my brother's poems, and you think you can make better poems, right? Then you can use willow as the theme and make a poem, if you don't make it well, hum! See how I clean you up! ”

Li Su couldn't help but look at this girl, only to see that this girl was wearing a lilac dress, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

There is a slight baby fat on his face, and his face is full of coquettishness, which can't help but make people feel pity.

Li Su smiled and said: "It's just a song of willow poetry, what's so difficult about this?" Listen, lady! ”

Hearing Li Su's words, the girl couldn't help wrinkling her cute little nose and looked at Li Su with disgust.

And Li Su, at this time, looked at this group of scholars casually.

It was found that there were about seven or eight scholars in this group of scholars, and these seven or eight people were faintly headed by the middle brother Wang.

These people, with gorgeous clothes and coquettish manners, look like they are from rich and noble families.

These talents, I don't know if they can be used by me, Li Su was thinking in his heart.

But his mouth began to groan: "Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand trees hang down green silk." I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the scholars on the scene were silent.

Although these scholars have limited ability to compose poems, they still have a level of appreciation.

This Yongliu poem is of a very high standard, and I don't know how much more than Brother Wang's poems.

Even if they have their conscience, they don't dare to say that Brother Wang's Yongliu poems are better than them.

Even the maiden seemed to be able to taste that the poetry of the willows made by this hateful fellow was a little better than that of her own brother.

What's even more odious is that the hateful guy actually asked himself with a smile: "Little lady, I don't know how my poems compare with Brother Ling's?" ”

The girl suddenly said angrily: "Hmph! You must have done this a long time ago, but what about my brother? It is a ready-made poem. Even if your poems are a little better than my brother's, what's there to be so angry? ”

Is it just a matter of getting a little better?

At this time, even the royal brother felt a little unbearable on his face, and couldn't help but say: "Sisi, other people's poems are far better than being brothers." ”

Hearing his brother's words, Sisi couldn't help pouting and said, "Isn't it this poem, what's there to be angry about!" If you have the ability, then change the topic and compare again, my brother must be better than you! ”

Hearing Sisi's words, Li Su couldn't help laughing and said: "Little lady, if this reading is just for the sake of reciting poems, just for the wind and snow, what is the use of this reading?" Therefore, please forgive me for the inconvenience of accompanying you in this poem, and you can play by yourself! ”

Sisi asked angrily, "Then what do you do?" ”

Li Su sighed and said: "Yazhai is lying down and listening to Xiao Xiaozhu, it is suspected that it is the voice of the people's suffering. Some small Caozhou county officials, one branch and one leaf are always concerned. Zai Xia is just a small official in the county government. ”

But when I went out and saw the suffering of the people, the people were living in dire straits, which made me feel sad. And when I turned my head, I couldn't help but feel something when I saw you here. If you offend, please also ask Haihan. ”

After speaking, Li Su bowed and apologized.

And the eyes are carelessly scanning the past at everyone.

If these people are all rich and indifferent to the people's suffering, then he is looking for the wrong person.