"Oh? Is there any evidence for what you say? Li Chunfeng frowned, and then stared at Zhang Zedao.

"Students, students also listen to others!" Zhang Ze was a little weak by Li Chunfeng's eyes, and he regretted that he shouldn't be a bird.

"Without evidence, you dare to slander others like this, who gave you the guts?" Li Chunfeng scolded, Zhang Ze was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he just thought about kneeling down to resolve Li Chunfeng's anger.

"Students also disagree!" A young man walked out, stood side by side with Zhang Ze, and then said to Li Chunfeng.

"Speak!"

"It's my lord! The student used to be classmates with Wei Shuyu, and Wei Shuyu was a mess in poetry, and we classmates could all testify for me! I don't believe that Wei Shuyu can win the first place! ”

"Tie Niu, who is this kid?" Wei Shuyu has always been very calm, he smiled and watched Kong Yingda jump out, and witnessed Cheng Biting Jin spitting out Kong Yingda's saliva, as well as Zhang Ze's slander.

He laughed at all of this, but this kid actually said that he was his former classmate, why did it have no impact in his memory, and seeing this kid, Wei Shuyu couldn't say uncomfortable.

"This person's name is Wei Zhengju, and he is the son of Wei Qinghe, the prince of Pengcheng County! Some time ago, it was also rumored that he robbed the people's daughters! ”

"Wei Zhengju?" Wei Shuyu understood why he was uncomfortable looking at this person. Feelings: This person is the second husband married by the princess of Xincheng in history, and it is also this person who killed the princess of Xincheng to death.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's fine!" Wei Shuyu squinted his eyes and looked at Wei Zhengju and said.

It turned out that you kid brutally persecuted the princess of Xincheng, and today you jumped out to point out that my poem was bought? Okay, I've made a note of it, let's have fun!

"Oh? Do you mean that Wei Shuyu won the first place in the poetry competition, and the judgment was unfair? ”

"My lord, I mean Wei Shuyu's poems are not written by himself, he does not have the first level! Please also have a good understanding! Wei Zhengju is different from Zhang Ze, he speaks without humility or speech, and is not affected by Li Chunfeng's momentum in the slightest, and still talks eloquently.

"Who can prove that what Wei Zhengju said is true?" Li Chunfeng looked around and asked.

As soon as Li Chunfeng's words fell, several teenagers walked out, stood behind Wei Zhengju, and said that Wei Shuyu really did not have the ability to write poetry.

At this time, Wei Shuyu was happy, he wanted to take a good look at the faces of these clowns.

"Even so, Wei Shuyu, do you have anything to say?" Li Chunfeng looked at Wei Shuyu, and his tone softened a lot, which made Wei Shuyu stunned, when did his feelings win the favor of the wine lord?

"Back to adults, students' poems are not bought!"

Wei Shuyu bluntly said that he didn't buy it, but he didn't say that he didn't copy it, after all, he did copy it from Han Yu, the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties.

It's just that Han Yu was born more than a hundred years ago.

"You're lying! With your little ink, can you win the first place? ”

"That is, you think we don't know your roots? It's just a scumbag! ”

"Wei Shuyu, in front of Your Majesty, I advise you to admit it, so as not to commit the crime of bullying the monarch and affect your family!"

Several teenagers behind Wei Zhengju couldn't help but jump out and speak sarcastically, the more they talked, the more proud they became.

"I don't have much ink, do I? A bunch of dumb fools! ”

"Wei Shuyu, do you dare to write poems on the spot to prove your innocence?" Wei Zheng raised the corner of his mouth with a smile, with a face that wanted to see Wei Shuyu's good show, and Wei Shuyu couldn't help but want to go over and slap him a few times.

However, if you want to create a forced style, you should still use poetry to slap your face, which can better show your cultivation.

"Yes and don't dare? I wonder how many songs I have to write to prove my innocence? Wei Shuyu asked with a smile.

Poetry is it? Lao Tzu also remembered a lot of poems that have been passed down through the ages in his mind, and he copied them casually!

"My lord, Wei Shuyu agreed to write a poem to prove his innocence, and asked the adult to ask the question!" Wei Zhengju saw Wei Shuyu's calm expression, "Could it be that he bought a lot of poems?" No, you can't write about spring! ”

"My lord, please come up with a topic that has nothing to do with spring!" Wei Zhengju added.

Li Chunfeng didn't say anything, just turned around and said to Wei Shuyu, "Wei Shuyu, you don't have to agree, I can prove your innocence!" ”

Li Chunfeng believed in Wei Shuyu from the bottom of his heart, and during this time, some of Wei Shuyu's achievements were more or less spread to his ears.

A genius who can improve looms and spinning machines requires a keen observation of life and a love for all things.

The poems written by Wei Shuyu reflect his love for life and his good observation of life.

"My lord, I object!" When Wei Zhengju heard that Li Chunfeng believed in Wei Shuyu, he immediately said urgently.

"Shut up, I still use you to dictate things?" With the reprimand, Li Chunfeng's robe was windless, and a terrifying momentum spread out, and Wei Zhengju and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Thank you for your kindness, since fellow students Wei are against it, then the students should write a few more songs to stop their mouths!" Wei Shuyu hugged Li Chunfeng with a fist.

"In that case, you are good to do it yourself." Li Chunfeng turned around and whispered a few words to Li Shimin, and then Li Shimin nodded and gave Li Chunfeng some instructions.

"Let's use lime as a theme!" Li Chunfeng said, he wondered in his heart, why His Majesty asked him to come up with such a question.

Lime is mainly used for civil engineering and medicine, and Wei Shuyu is only a teenager, so he may not even have heard of this thing, how can he make poetry.

"Do you know lime?" Li Chunfeng added.

"Students understand how lime is produced and what it is used for!" Wei Shuyu replied.

"In that case, you can start, there is no time limit!"

Li Chunfeng looked at the polite young man in front of him, and faintly looked forward to it.

"Thousands of hammers are carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if it is idle."

After a while, Wei Shuyu recited with a frank and sonorous voice.

'Good!' Thousands of hammers carved out of the mountains' describes that it is not easy to mine limestone. The second sentence 'burning with fire is idle', and "burning with fire" refers to the smelting of limestone. The addition of the word 'if idle' makes people feel that they are not only writing about smelting limestone, but also seems to symbolize that Wei Shuyu himself is calm and unhurried no matter what severe test he faces. Good, good! ”

Xu Maogong couldn't help but comment, Wei Zheng was relieved, this is his Wei Zheng's son, good. At this moment, Wei Zheng forgot about Kong Yingda's difficulties, forgot about others, and only Wei Shuyu was left in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world."

Wei Shuyu finished reading the seven-character quatrain "Lime Yin" created by Yu Qian, a politician and writer in the Ming Dynasty, and his whole body was like a rainbow and his iron bones were strong.

"Your Majesty, Wei Shuyu is talented!" The concubine whom Wei Shuyu didn't know poured Li Shimin full of wine, and then praised him.

"I underestimated him! He's using forged lime to show his innocence. Li Shimin drank the golden bottle of wine, then stood up and came to Wei Zheng's side.

"Congratulations to Wei Qing for giving birth to a good Erlang!"