For a while, above the third floor of Shui Yunxuan, there were only Li Ke's solemn words. The rest of the people were silent, and no one was good to get involved in this fight at this time.

This is no longer a poetry exchange, but a political struggle, and who wins and who loses is related to each other's political fate.

It's just that the eldest grandson Wuji still has a way to retreat, and Li Ke has no way to retreat, so he can only fight back.

Therefore, everyone is waiting, waiting for the No. 1 private room of the first word. Through Fang Xuanling's words, everyone knew that Li Shimin was among them.

……

At this moment, in the No. 1 private room of the first word, Li Shimin's face was helpless, and the eldest grandson Wuji's face turned red, and he wanted to reprimand angrily, but Li Shimin did not speak for a long time.

"Auxiliary, this matter started because of you, now that Li Ke is aggressive, what are your plans?"

Li Shimin's heart is very complicated at this moment, one side is his son, the other side is his right-hand man, or his eldest brother.

He wanted Li Ke to win, but he didn't want the eldest grandson Wuji to lose.

"Your Majesty, since the King of Wei claims that [Yongliu] was written by him, as long as he can make such a peerless poem again, the old minister admits defeat and apologizes."

The eldest grandson Wuji is scheming, even in the face of Li Ke's threat, he will not give an inch, but in front of Li Shimin, he looks like a loyal martyr of a defender.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xuanling and others complained in their hearts, a peerless poem like [Yongliu] may be a flash of inspiration at a certain moment.

But it is not as difficult to ask a person to compose two equally excellent psalms in a row at a time.

"Auxiliary, Ke'er is still a child, you ......" Li Shimin shook his head helplessly, and said: "You can look at this matter, but you can't go too far." ”

"Your Majesty, Old Minister!"

The eldest grandson Wuji got Li Shimin's instructions, and the murderous intent under his eyes was monstrous, this time, he buried all Li Ke's advantages and stepped on it to the end.

……

"Your Majesty, the minister asks to fight with the King of Wei and have a showdown!" The eldest grandson Wuji bowed solemnly to Li Shimin and said.

"Good!"

nodded, Li Shimin also felt that this was a good way to deal with it, not only to prove Li Ke, but also to let him clearly know Li Ke's talent.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Shimin was quiet and said: "Xuan Ling, the summons of the auxiliary machine and the King of Wei to fight the poem, I personally wrote the question, and after the poem, no one shall have any objections." ”

"Obey the order!"

Fang Xuanling appeared again, raised his voice, and said: "Your Majesty has an order, and it is rumored that the eldest grandson Wuji and Li Ke, the king of Wei, will fight poems, and after the results come out, no one shall have any objections." ”

"Sons obey orders!"

At this moment, Li Ke's face was sad and indignant, but his heart was full of joy, he held the most pinnacle of Tang Dynasty poems in the five thousand years of China, and he could kill the eldest grandson Wuji.

was overjoyed, but Li Ke also knew that there was not much content in his stomach at all, and if he wanted to crush the eldest grandson Wuji, he had to open it.

However, this hanging, you must enter the base, as soon as he thought of this, Li Ke looked at Fang Xuanling and said: "Poetry needs to be quiet, this king requires one person in one room, surrounded by the Tang Dynasty iron guards, prohibiting anyone from contacting." ”

"At the same time, before entering, you must search your body, except for Shui Yunxuan's pen, ink, paper and inkstone, nothing can be brought in, and you will be isolated from one zhang to avoid someone saying that this king is cheating!"

……

"I agreed to this request!"

At this time, Li Shimin walked out of the private room, although he was annoyed by Li Ke's disobedience, but he was very pleased with Li Ke's confidence at this moment.

As a child of the Li Tang royal family, you must move forward, and Li Ke has done this very well.

"Sons, see the ...... of their fathers"

"I've seen Your Majesty ...... later"

……

Li Shimin waved his hand and smiled heartily: "Everyone, Aiqing, I will ask questions on this high platform, and truly do a fair time, auxiliary machine, Ke'er starts!" ”

"Yes!"

……

No. 18 of B has long been vacated, isolated by Li Shimin's guards, and there is not even a book except for pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

At the same time, the same is true of the No. 1 private room of the first word. The bigwigs of the Tang Dynasty court all walked out and became the referees of this poetry fight.

Li Ke and the eldest grandson Wuji glanced at each other, and there were swords and swords in each other's eyes, killing and killing.

……

The eldest grandson Wuji and Li Ke walked into the private room separately, and Li Shimin frowned: "The first scene just now was themed on spring, and now it is themed on spring, summer, autumn and winter, each with one piece of incense for a limited time." ”

"Xuan Ling and Xuan Cheng sent the topic over separately, and at the same time, Zhijie blocked the No. 1 private room of the first character of A and the eighteenth private room of the second character."

"Light the incense!"

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As Li Shimin's orders came out one after another, the entire third floor of Shui Yunxuan was silent, only the sound of each other's breathing.

"Dangdangdang......"

Fang Xuanling knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty has an order, a pillar of incense for a limited time, one for each of spring, summer, autumn and winter, please compose a poem for King Wei!" ”

"Li Ke thanked Fang Xiang!" Li Ke's voice came from the private room.

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The footsteps faded away, and Li Ke frowned: "Spring, summer, autumn and winter, sad spring and autumn are the feelings of literati and ink writers, there are many poems in spring and autumn, but summer and winter are difficult to do." ”

"Eldest grandson Wuji, this king will convince you to lose today, knowing the gap between you and me!"

In a flash, Li Ke decided to hang up and reply to the eldest grandson Wuji with the sharpest poems, so that the Tang Dynasty court and even the Tang people could see a Li Ke who dared to fight.

Li Ke stretched out his hand and crossed the pattern on his left chest, and suddenly entered the base. He took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and came to the office.

Directly opened the notebook, typed in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then selected four peerless famous articles, transcribed them, sat on the leather sofa, and drank a sip of red wine.

Li Ke knows that he can be a genius, but he definitely can't be a monster.

Because the world will praise geniuses, but monsters will only be destroyed.

Li Ke just wants to face the sound of praise and go to the top, not because he is too demonic and is killed by the defenders.

After drinking the last sip of wine, Li Ke wiped his mouth, picked up pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and left the base, and returned to the private room.

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"Squeaky ——!"

The door of the private room opened wide, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and Li Ke walked out calmly, with a victorious smile on the corner of his mouth: "Father, the son is ready!" ”

Li Shimin looked at the confident Li Ke, laughed, and said, "Present it!" ”

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"Fang Xiang, I'll be in trouble later!" Li Ke looked at Fang Xuanling who came over, nodded slightly, and said.

Fang Xuanling took it from Li Ke's hand, nodded to Li Ke, and walked onto the high platform.

"The first article of King Wei: with spring as the theme, "Spring Dawn"."

Fang Xuanling unfolded the poem, said in a deep voice: "I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere." The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. ”

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