Chapter Eighty-Six: Tired
Everyone else has come to the door, of course there is no need to be polite, since Wang Jue dares to stand up, Li Chengqian naturally can't be cowardly, after all, his father and uncle are standing aside, and these two people can't watch themselves being bullied.
At that moment, Li Chengqian opened his mouth and asked rhetorically: "Listening to the meaning of the old man's words, it seems that he has studied poetry quite a lot. ”
"Your Highness has won the award, and I can't talk about research, but I just have a little experience." As a counselor, Lao Wang would not be afraid of Li Chengqian's little child.
Although Comrade Xiao Li has the reputation of a prodigy, this does not change the fact that he is a child.
The old king was originally a good person, but now for the sake of the family, he even went into battle with an old face and a white face. It can be seen how deeply rooted this 'family, country, and world' is among these families.
"In this way, a few words that I occasionally got a few days ago have a place to ask for advice." Li Chengqian said with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Your Highness, let's hear it." The old king is full of poetry and books, and he is also a learned person, involving the family face dispute, how to retreat, and nodded at the moment.
There was a-for-tat conversation between Xiao Li and Lao Wang, they all didn't give an inch, and the people around them were no longer silent, they were all watching coldly, the corners of His Majesty Li Er's eyes twitched, and he secretly hated that there was no one in the eyes of the family, but he was also powerless.
The battle with the family can only be a little temptation, otherwise if there is a big fight, it will inevitably cause political instability, and the territory of Datang will be full of smoke again.
The current situation can only depend on whether the methods of his own son can overpower the old king. The royal family and the family, since the day when Lao Li wanted to break the five surnames and seven hopes, have become like fire and water, fighting openly and secretly, calculating each other, and various moves have emerged in endlessly.
Li Chengqian participated in the struggle of the elders as a junior, and he didn't know the danger, but how could Lao Li, who was a father, not know.
As long as he can suppress his heir and completely lose confidence, then what can Lao Li do if he suppresses the family in his life? In the end, all efforts will be in vain.
However, just when the people around him had their own thoughts and Lao Li was worried, Li Chengqian smiled confidently and said loudly: "Boss, listen up." ”
The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters are merry through the ages.
The young man's crisp children's voice sounded loudly among the big guys, and only the first sentence made everyone change color, and since he was the old king, his face was even more pale. As for the great Majesty Li Er, the corners of his eyes stopped jumping, his fists were released, and the corners of his tight mouth even pulled out a trace of arc, which was clearly laughing.
The people present are all thousand-year-old foxes, full of poetry and books, erudite and well-remembered, and the quality of the poems can be heard only in the first sentence.
Su Xian's Chibi nostalgia has been recited for thousands of years in later generations, how can it be compared with ordinary people, the beginning is majestic, with time and space as the broad background.
Almost instantly, the first thought of everyone in the audience was that the old king's head was finished, and this word was afraid that it could be compared with the song "Will Enter the Wine", and it was already impossible to comment.
Then Li Chengqian didn't stop, since he wanted to step on someone, then step on it to the end, wouldn't he be unhappy if he didn't step on it.
The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters are merry through the ages.
To the west of the base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms.
The rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time
Half a run, only half of the back, Li Chengqian suddenly stopped, looked at the pale old man Wang and said: "Boss, Chengqian has to use this word to be a run, and this time the rungs can't be continued anyway, and I ask the old man to give me one or two." ”
Bad, it's really bad, including Li Er, everyone present thinks like this.
This can be called a famous sentence for the ages, for a while, what is the difference between wanting to connect and letting the old king's head ascend to the sky in one step, and not to mention now, it is to let the old man go home and think, I am afraid that I can't think of it for a year and a half.
The worst thing is that everyone's appetite was hung up, waiting for the next rhyme, this kid suddenly said that it was gone, isn't this asking for his own life.
As for the old king's head who stood in place and kept shaking, no one cared now, this old man was lost, and there was no room for turning around. In the end, if it weren't for Comrade Lao Li's kindness and saying that the boss was not strong enough to drink, I was afraid that Lao Wang would have to pretend to be dizzy.
It's just that after sending Old Man Wang away, no matter what kind of tricks Comrade Lao Li used to force him, the wilted Li Chengqian refused to admit that he had a lower rhyme, and in the end Lao Li had no choice but to give up, and the eldest grandson Wuji and others who were looking forward to him were also disappointed.
This is not Li Chengqian's mouth, but he really can't memorize it, because he can't explain the sentence 'early birth and Huafa'.
Only the first half of "Red Cliff Nostalgia" has become a masterpiece since then, if Li Chengqian can't remember it when he reaches middle age, then he can only wait for hundreds of years later, when Su Xian's interest comes, he can continue to be on the next one.
Li Chengqian believes that now his nickname can be changed to Destroying Poetry Tirelessly, and in one night, he has ruined the word "two poems", and he is afraid that it will be difficult to make up 300 Tang and Song poems in later generations.
But what does all this have to do with Li Chengqian? As long as he is not buried in the place of absolute yin (the author is reading supernatural novels these days), after more than 1,300 years, I am afraid that his bones and slag will be rotten.
But this is also the last time, His Majesty Li Er warned him again when he just left, so that he would be less scared, and in the future, I am afraid that he will have to live a life of 'incognito' and pretend to be a grandson, otherwise his rafters will have to be sawed with a saw.
Habitually lying on the couch, constantly fiddling with six jade pendants in his hands (yes, it's six, because Lao Li just gave him another one), the things of the past six months flashed in his mind one by one, and suddenly there was a feeling that it was difficult to apply for ambitions.
In order not to be suspected, Li Chengqian has been trying his best to restrain himself, but he didn't expect to become the most prominent.
It's just that some suggestions and measures in the political field have not been told to Li Er and the eldest grandson, otherwise I am afraid that Li Chengqian will now be the number one enemy in Li Er's eyes. It is not allowed to be in the family, and it is not allowed to be in Li Er, that is the greatest sorrow.
Li Chengqian suddenly began to feel homesick, thinking about the not big home, the wrinkled father on his face, the old mother who asked for warmth, and the naughty and eccentric little sister.
I don't know if they're doing well now, and I don't know if their bodies have been burned over there? If you cross now, will you go back?
In short, Li Chengqian's brain is very messy, one moment is his father, another time is Li Er, and the little sister and Li Lizhi in the family will also run out from time to time, and the feeling of exhaustion crawls all over the body.
Overnight, the hard-pressed Li Chengqian decisively fell ill, and he didn't pretend to be.