Chapter 210: It's going to be compared to poetry again

After the sacrifice to the sky, it is a reward for meritorious deeds, Li Shimin said to everyone: "As the saying goes, the people take food as the sky, a few years ago, the Tang Dynasty suffered from natural disasters, which made the people of the Tang Dynasty hungry and cold. Fortunately, although Wang Haoran was born in a wealthy family, he knew the suffering of the people, and at the age of ten, he endured humiliation and studied miscellaneous rice. Today, it has been more than seven years, and the rice seed with a yield of three stones per mu has finally been developed. Such a merit is comparable to the merit of opening up the territory, so I gave Wang Haoran as the founding county marquis of Chang'an, and I hope that Haoran can continue to do his best for the people of the Tang Dynasty in the future. ”

As soon as Li Shimin's voice fell, the people in the audience cheered, it stands to reason that it should be a shocking thing for a teenager to be a marquis, but everyone feels that this is such a logical thing, and look at today's Tang Dynasty, the people do not worry about food and clothing, and there is still some money in their hands, and Wang Haoran is also actively promoting the construction of the school, maybe in a few years, the children of the poor people can also study, which is something they didn't even dare to dream of in the past! But now, it's so real that it's all within reach! All these changes in Datang, which one is not led by the little master? So in the eyes of the common people, Wang Haoran is not to say that he is a marquis, even if he is a prince, they all approve of it.

It was Wang Haoran who was surprised, Li Shimin was so neatly sealed this time, is he denatured? Although he is a feudal marquis, Wang Haoran is not too excited, because Li Shimin does not know what medicine he has taken wrong, since last year, all the newly sealed titles are no longer fiefdoms, even if they have their names, they cannot go to the fiefdom to collect rent and taxes by themselves, and the Yulu are all issued by the imperial court. And the lords of the original fiefdom, they can still collect taxes or something in their own fiefdom at present, but they can't pass it on to the next generation. This should have been a policy that would have been introduced a long time later, but I didn't expect Li Shimin to use it first, and Wang Haoran couldn't figure out where he changed this history, he thought about it for a while, so he simply left it behind, anyway, history is all about the whole body, where can it be said so clearly?

"Congratulations!" The surrounding people congratulated Wang Haoran.

After Wang Haoran thanked him, he hurriedly stepped forward and thanked Long En.

The reward is not over, Wang Haoran's mother Liu Xiaomei was given the title of county lady because she taught her son well, and her mother was valuable because of her son. Xu Xuan'an, on the other hand, was promoted to a rank and still had to return to Hangzhou to continue to be in charge of the Department of Agriculture.

At night, as soon as it got dark, many people sat in front of the stage on Suzaku Street, and thousands of lanterns illuminated this area as if it were day.

After Li Shimin, the emperor's relatives, and important ministers of the court were seated one by one, and Li Shimin stood up and made a touching remark to the people, the singing, dancing and drama that everyone was looking forward to could be regarded as begining.

Wang Haoran couldn't stand it, if it weren't for Li Shimin looking for someone to chat with from time to time, worried about being noticed, otherwise he would have left early.

"Tonight's celebration is of great significance, and now that the singing and dancing are leveling, how can we not leave some poems for future generations to sing? It's better to take the scene in front of you as the theme, and each of you will write a poem on it, and finally you will choose the best one, and I will take the gold hundred taels as the color head, how about it? ”

"Good ......," the crowd chimed in.

"What's good? It's better to put up a ring and compare, it's more lively! Cheng bit the gold and said in pieces, if they bite the text and chew the words, they generals can only stare dryly.

"What is it like to dance with knives and guns on this good day? I know that you Lu Guogong doesn't know a few words, and he won't force you to compose poems, just watch the excitement while you watch! Wei Zheng said disdainfully.

Cheng Yanjin also wanted to quarrel with Wei Zheng for a few words, but was stopped by Li Ji, Your Majesty is in such a good mood, it is not good for anyone to destroy it.

Soon many courtiers presented their poems to Li Shimin, and Cheng Yanjin was still a little angry, suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked aside, and saw Wang Haoran sitting there boredly, so he asked his subordinates to call Wang Haoran over.

"Haoran, the old man told you something." Cheng Yanjin pulled Wang Haoran to his side and said in a low voice: "You also saw it just now, that old Wei Zheng said that we generals were uneducated, and the old man was angry. Aren't you very good at writing poetry? Why don't you help the old man make a song, so that the old man can get some face back. ”

"Haha...... Lao Cheng, don't say brother, I'm making fun of you, at your level, the poems made by Haoran come out of your mouth, who will believe it? Wei Chigong on the side grinned and laughed.

Wei Chigong's voice has always been very loud, and as soon as he said this, some of the courtiers around him heard it, and basically guessed Cheng Biting Jin's little trick, and they all laughed along.

Cheng Yanjin hurriedly let go of Wang Haoran, very embarrassed.

Wang Haoran thought that Cheng Yanjin had helped him, and he refused to help him last time, so he planned to return the favor, and said: "Lu Guogong, in fact, composing poetry is very simple, it is nothing more than saying the words in a nutshell, and you can compose poems if you want to." ”

"You're also here to make fun of the old man?" Cheng Yanjin glared at Wang Haoran with some annoyance.

"How dare you, boy? It's really easy to compose a poem, why don't you teach you to compose a poem now? It's better to make your own poems than to make poems for you by a kid, right? ”

"Is that true? Can you teach me to write poetry right now? Cheng Yanjin was skeptical.

"It's true!"

"The old man believes you once, then you can tell me how the old man wants to compose poems." Cheng Yanjin decided to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

"Well, listen to me, the simplest poem is a five-character quatrain, so let's make a five-character quatrain first." Wang Haoran said, "Your Majesty's title is based on the scene in front of you, so this poem naturally has to write about the things here." However, His Majesty's original intention was not to simply describe the song and dance of the rising peace, but to show some of the general situation of the Tang Dynasty from the excitement here. Therefore, let's first divide the five-character quatrain into two sentences before and after, the first two sentences write the scene, and the last two sentences write Lu Guogong, what do you think of from the grand occasion in front of you. ”

"Oooh...... How do you write that? Cheng Yanjin was confused when he heard it.

"Then write the first two sentences first, but these two sentences can be divided into the first and second sentences, the first sentence is used to explain what day tonight is, and the second sentence is written about the situation here."

"Good...... How do you write that......" Cheng Yanjin became more and more confused.

"......" Wang Haoran regretted a little why he had lifted such a heavy stone, alas...... If you move all the way, you can't hit your own feet, right? I had no choice but to continue to guide, "Then Lu Guogong, what day do you say today is?" ”[.]