Outside Chang'an City, on an official road.

Li Shimin, Cheng Yanjin and others set off in the direction of Gyeongju with 20,000 soldiers and horses.

20,000 people, the line was very long, Li Shimin walked in front, and when the sun shone down, there was still some warmth.

At this time, Cheng Yanjin couldn't hold back beside him, so he said.

"Lord Wang, I heard that Qin Tian, this kid, went to participate in some kind of poetry meeting early in the morning, his grandmother's, we went to work hard, but he chanted the wind and the moon, he was old and comfortable, I suspect that this kid refused to follow us, just to be comfortable."

Cheng Biting Jin was angry, mainly because Qin Tian was following, he thought it was funny.

Moreover, if Qin Tian came up with something again, he would know it immediately.

But this kid is really drinking and writing poems with a group of people now, and maybe he will call a few singers and dancers or something to help the fun.

It's unbalanced when you think about it.

And after Li Shimin heard this, he couldn't help frowning, secretly wondering if he was really deceived by Qin Tian?

This kind of thing is in the hands of his father, who dares to do anything with grain and grass?

Why did you agree to it at that time?

Thinking about it, Li Shimin felt that he would send someone to arrest Qin Tian now.

And at this time, a group of fast horses suddenly galloped from behind, and while the fast horses were running, the people above shouted: "Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken." ”

"Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken!"

The man shouted like this, and the soldiers of the whole army were suddenly shocked, and their morale was great, and they didn't understand what was going on, so they all suddenly shouted: "Huangsha wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken!" ”

"Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken!"

The soldiers shouted, the morale became higher and higher, Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and secretly thought about the heroic verses, not long after, the man had come to the front, Li Shimin asked: "The verses that came?" ”

"Back to the prince's words, over there at the Poetry Club, the poem written by Qin Tian was ordered by Master Confucius to be sent to me."

Kong Yingda is one of Li Shimin's eighteen bachelors, and the reason why he wants people to write poems related to the expedition is to collect a sentence to improve morale and help Li Shimin.

So after seeing Qin Tian's poem, he immediately sent someone to pass it on.

After Li Shimin heard this, he was stunned again: "Qin Tian wrote it? ”

"That's right."

Li Shimin nodded: "This kid is good, okay, then we will wear gold armor in a hundred battles in the yellow sand, and we will not return Loulan if we don't break it." ”

The soldiers shouted loudly again, and then continued to move forward, but Li Shimin also asked the spies to inquire about the situation at the Qingqing Poetry Meeting at all times, and once Qin Tian had a new work, he would report it immediately.

The situation of Li Shimin outside Chang'an City, the people on Qin Tian's side did not know.

Everyone has admired the thirty poems for a long time, in addition to Qin Tian's "From the Army", there are other people's poems that are very good, but they are not as bold as Qin Tian's poems.

After appreciating this, the thirty people who made the cut were called out, and then began to write the questions for the second round.

The second round of questions was given by another great confucian, but he didn't count it, but took out a box full of paper balls.

"We all know that in the imperial examination, when writing poems, there is a designated test question, we often call it Fude, today, there are thirty test questions here, each of you draw one, and then use this as a topic, each write a poem."

After the great Confucian finished speaking, the others walked one after another in order to draw their own test questions, Qin Tian was relatively backward, and randomly drew one and went to his desk.

At this time, the others had already opened their own test questions and started to conceive, Qin Tian was not idle, and immediately opened it to see, only to see that what he drew was: Guyuan grass farewell.

At this time, Qin Tian pursed his lips, and without thinking, he directly picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: Farewell to the ancient grass

A poem, Qin Tian finished writing it overnight, and after writing it like this, he stopped writing and looked at it, at this time everyone else was still writing hard, but that Cui Yan was also finished.

The two couldn't help but look at each other, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Qin Tian's mouth, Cui Yan suddenly remembered that he was beaten, and there was a trace of fear in his heart, and he quickly turned his head.

When the ninth princess saw that Qin Tian had written it again, she became more and more curious and expectant in her heart.

The subordinates began to collect everyone's poems, and the Nine Princesses and Kong Yingda still began to select.

However, the Ninth Princess and Kong Yingda were more like they knew that Qin Tian had drawn that and wrote another poem.

Soon, they saw it.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

He sent Wang Sun to go, full of farewell.

The four of them chanted in unison, and when they were done, they all looked at each other.

"It's a good sentence that wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows."

"Scene blending, good poetry, good poetry."

“…………”

A few judges were here and I said one by one, and they were shocked, and the other thirty people who were promoted couldn't help but think when they saw this.

"I must have been amazed by my poetry."

"A certain ......"

Everyone thought so, but Qin Tian only showed a faint smile, this poem was written by Bai Juyi, when he came to the capital, some people ridiculed him and said that Chang'an is expensive, and it is not easy to live in a big place.

But after seeing his poem, he immediately changed his words, saying that if you are talented, how difficult it is to live, so, it can be seen how powerful this poem is.

If this poem doesn't make the cut, it's still just now, and the judges are stupid.

Soon, ten poems that were considered the best by the four judges were posted, and everyone hurriedly ran to watch them, Qin Tian was still not moving at all, he was very confident in himself.

Although Cui Yan was a little worried about himself, he was still holding on to it now, resolutely refusing to show his cowardice.

The appreciation time for ten poems is relatively small, but after reading ten poems, everyone can't help but praise them.

"A good sentence of wildfire can't be burned, the spring breeze blows and grows, this sentence writes the vitality of the grass very tenacious, giving people a very strong spiritual support, even if the fire burns, as long as you don't give up, spring grass will still be born in the coming year."

"Yes, yes, this farewell poem is not much pessimistic, it feels refreshing......"

"Who wrote this poem?"

"Oh, it's Qin Tian again......"

Everyone praised it, Cui Yan's cheeks were pale, and Cui Tong saw that everyone only said that Qin Tian was good, not Cui Yan, and the whole person was a little embarrassed.

He bit his lip tightly, his eyes vicious.

Lu Xing here is them, but they are happy and happy.

"It seems that this son-in-law of our Lu family is not simple."

"No, I thought he couldn't do it at first, but now I know that he is a great talent, and he is easily unwilling to show it."

"That's right, that's right, our Lu family's son-in-law is good......"

(End of chapter)