Fang Xuanling put down the paper in his hand, picked up one again, and said in a deep voice: "King Wei's second chapter: with summer as the theme, "Early Summer"! ”

"The red and purple have turned into dust, and the cuckoo is new in the summer. The sandwich road is endless, and I know that I am a peaceful person. ”

Changed again, Fang Xuanling shouted: "The third chapter of King Wei, with autumn as the title, "Questioning the Chrysanthemum". ”

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

At this moment, even Fang Xuanling was numb. Every poem by Li Ke, the king of Wei, is a masterpiece of the world, and compared with Yongliu, it is simply surpassed.

Under the silence of the audience, Fang Xuanling read the last one: "The fourth article of King Wei, with the theme of winter, was written by the army attacking Yin Mountain. ”

"The moon black geese flew high, and the sweaty night fled. If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives. ”

……

At this moment, the entire third floor of Shui Yunxuan was as silent as death. Even the breathing was deliberately suppressed, and it was steady, without one after another.

The entire literati of Shui Yunxuan were shocked by Li Ke. What is this, this is a peerless talent, in a moment, four poems, the first peerless.

Such a talent is simply a literary and musical star.

Li Ke was stunned when he saw everyone, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and then bowed solemnly to Li Shimin: "Father, a stick of incense has not passed halfway, and the four poems have been composed, please taste it with all the adults." ”

was interrupted by Li Ke like this, and Li Shimin and others also came back to their senses. Looking at Li Ke's determined expression, they knew that today's fight was bound to be a lose-lose situation.

After reading Li Ke's four poems, even Fang Xuanling and others, who were full of confidence in the eldest grandson Wuji, were entangled. Under such a peerless masterpiece, who can dare to guarantee that the eldest grandson Wuji can make a stronger poem than this.

Not to mention that it is stronger than this, even if it is similar to these four poems, everyone does not think that Changsun Wuji will definitely be able to do it.

After all, the plan that the eldest grandson Wuji is good at is the court, not poetry and songs.

Li Shimin's expression was changeable, he nodded at Fang Xuanling, and said: "The first article of King Wei, "Spring Dawn" seems to be plain when I first read it, and after reading it repeatedly, I feel that there is a world in the poem. ”

"The style of the whole poem is as easy and natural as flowing water, but it is far-reaching and profound, and it is unique. natural and without rhyme, it is shallow; If there are no ups and downs, it will be straight. ”

""Spring Dawn" has both a beautiful rhyme, and the writing is ups and downs, so the poetry is mellow and eternal, which can be called a masterpiece describing spring."

……

With Fang Xuanling's words on the ground, it means that no matter how beautiful the poem is, the eldest grandson Wuji has already fallen behind.

Seasons!

At the four o'clock of heaven and earth, the eldest grandson Wuji has lost his spring.

"The Second Chapter of the King of Wei ......"

"The Third Chapter of the King of Wei ......"

"The Fourth Chapter of the King of Wei ......"

……

Everyone present had to convince that in this spring, summer, autumn and winter, there were thousands of weather, magnificent and fierce works, and there were also prospective military exploits and admiration for the Tang Dynasty soldiers.

Each one of them was written to the end.

And most importantly, Li Ke made four poems in spring, summer, autumn and winter in too short a time, which is simply incomparable to others.

Now Li Ke has finished writing, but the eldest grandson Wuji has not moved, which shows the peerless talent of Li Ke, the king of Wei.

"Smack!"

The entire third floor was silent, except for the incense ashes falling, breaking the eerie silence.

A stick of incense!

Time has passed, and the eldest grandson Wuji has not walked out of the private room for a long time. At this moment, Eldest Sun Wuji's face turned red, because he had already finished writing.

But as soon as he heard what Li Ke had done, he suddenly felt a little excited, he knew that the spring, summer, autumn and winter he had made, if there were no Li Ke's four pearls and jades in front of him, he would still be able to take a look.

But with Zhuyu in front, when his poems are taken out, they are simply slapping themselves in the face.

Because of this, he was so nervous that he didn't dare to step out of the private room easily.

In front of everyone's eyes, Li Shimin stood up, faced Li Ke, and said, "Ke'er, this farce is over, I know your talent!" ”

When these words came out, the meaning was already obvious, Li Shimin was going to protect the eldest grandson Wuji.

Li Ke looked at him for a moment, and his heart was clear. He expected such a situation. After all, the relationship between the eldest grandson Wuji and Li Shimin is absolutely impossible to break down because of a fighting poem.

Even in the eyes of an eloquent emperor like Li Shimin, the importance of the eldest grandson Wuji is far greater than himself.

"Sons obey orders!"

Li Ke's expression was flat, he walked off the high platform, and was about to walk to the staircase, when he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Li Shimin, and said: "Lord of Shui Yunxuan, this time the poetry meeting should be won by this king." Please also send the Chang'an Oiran to Chai Zhewei's house! ”

After that, Li Ke smiled heartily at Chai Zhewei: "There are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches!" Little Weizi, let's go! ”

……

Regarding Li Shimin's handling today, Li Ke was extremely dissatisfied and extremely uncomfortable.

Li Shimin's performance today simply eliminated the possibility of him ascending to the crown prince. The occurrence of this scene made Li Ke's awe of Li Shimin disappear.

From today on, he Li Ke no longer has fathers, sons and brothers, and the people in front of him are only the enemies of life and death.

Therefore, Li Ke, who went out at this moment, is resolute, and he is a heroic Li Ke, not the former prince Li Ke.

No one thought that Li Ke's change was just because of Li Shimin's actions today.

A new Li Ke has appeared in Datang!

……

Back in the mansion, Li Ke did not rest immediately. But the turmoil of Shui Yunxuan has spread throughout Chang'an City, and everyone in the palace is waiting for Li Ke in the hall.

"The ministers have seen His Highness!" As soon as Li Ke walked into the hall, everyone bowed their hands and said.

"Teacher, you don't have to be polite!" Li Ke waved his hand and said, "Please take a seat!" ”

……

Although the Prince's Mansion is not like the East Palace, it has its own system of officials. However, it is also the palace, and there are still a few officials in the palace.

For example, one person in the long history, from the four grades; Sima is alone, from the fourth grade. Both of them are in charge of the government and discipline posts. Peng one person, Zhangtong Judgment Gong Cao, Cang Cao, Hu Cao Shi, belongs to one person, all are on the six products, Zhangtong Judge Soldier Cao, Riding Cao, Law Cao, Shi Cao Shi.

One person in the main book, in charge of the provincial book and education, two people in the military room, one person in charge of the book, one person in the military department, all from the six products, in charge of the payment of things, sentences, and provincial banknotes.

There are also guards of the family palace and guards of the palace army in the tent.

Li Ke looked at everyone present, his eyes darkened. He had to admit that compared to the East Palace and the Wei Wang's Mansion, he was too far behind here.

Except for Cen Wenwen, there are not many officials in the royal palace who belong to him, and there are not many talents in the real sense.