Chapter 237: Let you compose poems, let you compose endlessly

Slowly exhaling the turbidity in his chest, Wang Ping'an immediately remembered a poem, which was in response to the situation in front of Jing'er, but in order to show that he was "very reckless", he was afraid that he would do it quickly, and the emperor was happy, so he asked him to make another one.

In the circle, Wang Ping'an took seven steps, two seven steps, three seven steps, and walked until he was almost ten seven steps, and he didn't do it!

Although the scholars can't say that all of them have real materials, they also know the difficulty of making a good poem, and they also make a good poem in front of the emperor and civil and military officials, the difficulty is not ordinary, so no one made a sound, and they all waited quietly.

But the envoys of various countries pouted together, thinking to themselves, "Isn't it just a poem, how difficult can it be?" No matter how difficult it is, it can be sad for a woman to give birth to a child, with his kung fu of turning in circles, the children are born! ”

Li Shimin stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and thought: "This young man is still very stable and not in a hurry to perform, which is very commendable!" ”

Li Zhi and Li Ke didn't say anything, but the princesses were in a hurry, and Princess Gaoyang thought: "This person can't be an embroidered pillow, he looks good, and he has a bag of grass in his stomach!" ”

Li Yiren blinked his eyes wide, and thought to himself: "The weather is so hot, and he keeps turning in circles, will he suffer from heat stroke, and suddenly faint, like the person who had a neck disease just now, and suddenly fell to the ground?" Look at him sweating profusely, it's so pitiful! ”

She suddenly said: "Father, you see that he seems to be in a hurry, or don't let him compose poems, the son is afraid that he won't be able to stand it and lie on the ground!" ”

Li Shimin sighed, looked back in astonishment, and said secretly: "What's wrong with Yiren, why do you talk for strangers?" ”

In the entire Hibiscus Garden, the thoughts of everyone are completely different, only Fang Yiai is alone, and he keeps reading in his heart: "Can't do it, can't make it......"

Wang Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead, stopped, and said, "Yes, the grass people have already made a poem about Loulan!" ”

Li Shimin no longer looked at his daughter, turned his head, and said, "Okay, then you can read it!" ”

Wang Ping'an exhaled loudly and said loudly: "Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar. ”

"Good!" didn't wait for the scholars to praise it, and the civil servants rushed to praise it. The eldest grandson Wuji began to touch his beard, Fang Xuanling and Chu Suiliang glanced at each other, and raised their thumbs in their hearts at the same time, this young man's literary style is good, quite good!

As soon as the ministers applauded, the generals also clapped their hands, especially the generals of Zuo Wuwei, who applauded and praised, and said: "Yumen Pass, you know, out of Yumen Pass, it's a desert!" ”

Li Shimin also nodded slightly, the first two sentences are made in accordance with the situation, clearly talking about the snow mountain, alluding to the desert, it seems that it was indeed done on the spot, not looking for someone to write in advance, this Wang Ping'an is also honest, and he does have some talent, not a fake!

Seeing that the emperor and the hundred officials were all applauded, the scholars hurriedly applauded, and they all praised it, among which the voice belonged to Di Renjie was the loudest!

Wang Ping'an paused, and waited for the praise to stop for a while, and then said loudly: "Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles......"

"Good!" With a bang, as this poem was recited, this time in no particular order, everyone in the garden shouted together!

The men applauded, and the women, not to be left behind, clapped their hands and exclaimed, "Good! After the call, they discussed: "Where is it good?" ”

The drums sounded, and the musicians of Yan Le Fang deserved to be the first-class drummers in Chang'an, and at this time they were actually dubbed, and the small drums were knocking, looking forward to the exit of Wang Ping'an's last poem!

Wang Ping'an exhaled loudly, let go of his voice, danced with his arms to increase his momentum, and said in a loud voice: "If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it!" ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, wonderful poetry!" The people in the garden shouted again!

Even Li Shimin nodded, with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Huangsha wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken!" Good poetry, my Han family son should be like this! "Applause.

As soon as the emperor applauded, the applause in the garden was like a tide, no matter who it was, whether it was true or false, it should be praised, no one dared to fall at this time, even Fang Yiai was applauding, and kept saying in his heart: "Fall when you exit, fall when you exit......"

Wang Ping'an clasped his fists, saluted in all directions, and slowly retreated backwards, but there was no such thing as the house horse wanted, his steps were steady, not to mention falling, and his feet didn't even bumble!

Li Shimin clapped his hands and said: "Okay, since it is a poetry club, this first poem has already been made, so the right to do it will begin." But if you want to make a good poem, you need to have a colorful head. Yesterday Yan Liben painted a landscape map, dedicated to me to enjoy the play, it happened that I got a new good poem, so I personally inscribed the poem on the painting, today just take it with me, I took it out to make a colorful head, among the gentlemen, whose poem is the best, this painting will be given to whom! ”

He waved his hand, and the two little eunuchs immediately took out a painting scroll and opened it, with mountains and rivers on it, and a poem personally mentioned by Li Shimin!

Seeing that everyone was too far away and couldn't see the painting clearly, Li Shimin smiled and said: "Circle the painting around the field and show it carefully to all Aiqing!" ”

The little eunuch was about to walk around the field with a painting, when he suddenly heard a girl's voice sound, saying, "Father, let the sons and daughters read poems on the side, so that illiterate people can also listen to them!" ”

Li Shimin turned around again, surprised in his heart, how could Yiren, who had always been shy, suddenly become generous today, this kind of thing should be said by Gao Yang! He nodded and said, "Okay, then you can read it to everyone!" ”

How could there be illiterate people at the poetry meeting, and even the ladies had read a few books more or less. But Li Yiren still walked out of the flower shed and took the two little eunuchs all over the field, but she didn't recite poems, just walked slowly, and stopped when she came to Wang Ping'an's flower shed!

The people in the flower shed hurriedly stood up, and Wang Ping'an bowed slightly and looked at Li Yiren. I saw Li Yiren pointing to the poem on the landscape painting, and read it crisply: "Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day." The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. ”

She read it very carefully, and after reading it, she looked at Wang Ping'an and saw that this talented man was stunned and his face was full of surprise! Li Yidao: "What, did I pronounce a typo?" ”

Wang Ping'an hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, Her Royal Highness the princess reads it very accurately!" ”

"Did you hear me clearly, do you want me to read it again?" Lee Yi is humane.

Wang Ping'an shook his head and shook it so much that he hurriedly said: "Hear clearly, don't dare to bother the princess anymore!" ”

Li Yiren hummed and said, "Then I'll go back, you will have to make poems well in a while!" With that, he turned around and walked towards the emperor's flower shed.

The jaws of everyone in the garden almost fell to the ground en masse! Ah, you want to read the poem to everyone, but you only read it once in front of Wang Ping'an, and then you come back, and that's it?

The two little eunuchs were also dizzy, holding the painting, opening their mouths, looking at Li Shimin together, and thinking in their hearts: "The princess has gone back, so should the two of us continue to go around?" ”

Li Shimin couldn't cry or laugh, his daughter grew up in the deep palace since she was a child, and she didn't know anything about the world, even if you want to say a few words to Wang Ping'an, don't use this method, it's too obvious, you should be a wood for other scholars! He waved his hand and motioned for the little eunuchs to go around in circles!

The other royal family members were all surprised in their hearts, although they thought a lot, there were no other ingredients in it, even Princess Gaoyang didn't have any special ideas. But he is the only one, but now he is envious, jealous, and hateful to Wang Ping'an!

Who is it? It's the love of the house, the horse of the house!

Fang Yi's love thought: "Why is this Wang Ping'an's peach blossom luck so prosperous, and he seduces the daughter of a husband...... Well, under my strict defense, he has not yet succeeded, but even the ignorant girl was blinded by him, and even ...... to him I'm so! ”

The little eunuchs went around the field and returned to the flower shed. Li Shimin said with a smile: "Okay, you have already seen the paintings, why don't you start composing poems here!" ”

As soon as the emperor gave an order, someone immediately stepped forward, took out the small flower boat, arranged the wine pot and wine glass, and put it into the canal in front of the flower shed, that is, in the small ditch, and put a small drum at the source of the canal in the garden!

And another servant trotted out of the garden, ready to go and put water in the little ditch, and there was water in the little ditch, but the water was not in a hurry, and could not be used for drifting, so he had to put some more water and increase the flow of water.

The servant ran out of the garden, and suddenly saw two men standing on tiptoe, looking into the garden. This servant was Zhao Bi's family, so he naturally recognized one of them, and shouted, "Hey, Master Qiu, why are you here?" ”

These two people are Qiu Tingxuan and Ma Mingmei. Qiu Tingxuan said: "You go back, I'll do the things to control the flow of water for you!" As he said that, he opened the sluice gate halfway, and the pool gurgled into the ditch!

Li Shimin smiled: "Who will beat the drums?" ”

Li Ke was about to stand up, and he came up with this limelight to make the scholars appreciate him. Who knows, before he could speak, he heard a person: "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to beat the drum!" "The one who spoke was the beloved of the stable!

Fang Yiai stood up, but Fang Xuanling over there was stunned, thinking: "Jun'er, what's wrong, why is it suddenly in the limelight?" ”

Chu Suiliang watched from the side, also surprised, and whispered: "Brother Fang, I heard my wife say it...... It was my wife who heard your wife say that your colt has always been ...... Always ......"

In front of his old friends, there was nothing to be embarrassed about, Fang Xuanling took a foul breath and said angrily: "He has always been a stick that can't beat a fart!" ”

Chu Suiliang snorted and said with a smile: "That's probably what it means, but what's wrong with him today, why do you want to be in the limelight?" ”

Fang Xuanling shook his head and sighed: "Who knows what happened to him today!" I couldn't help it, I glanced at Princess Gaoyang, and I was surprised to see Princess Gaoyang, obviously, it wasn't her who pouted!

Whoever will beat the drum, there is nothing to do, how can Li Shimin be in the mood to manage the little abacus in Fang Yi's love, his concubine has gone more, and Fang Yi's love has always been the least outstanding one!

Li Shimin nodded and said, "Okay, then you will play the drum!" ”

Fang Yiai walked to the small drum and sat down, someone gave him a handkerchief, wanting to blindfold him, but Fang Yiai didn't need help from others, he took the handkerchief himself, surrounded his eyes, and tied a knot at the back of his head! When he was blindfolded, he left a small slit so that he could see outside.

Who would have imagined that the scholars saw him blindfolded, and they all sat on their seats one by one, and everyone was pounding in their hearts, thinking that the flower boat should not stop in front of him, so as not to write a good poem and attract ridicule, but he hoped that the flower boat would stay in front of him, so that he could make a limelight and attract the attention of the emperor and ministers. Everyone has mixed feelings, not to mention!

Di Renjie didn't care, he was a person with material in his stomach, so he didn't care about composing poetry, but said with a relaxed face: "Big brother, that wine was prepared in advance, it is your newly brewed spirit, but no outsiders have drunk it, if anyone can't compose poems, drink a glass, it is estimated that they will have to be planted in the ditch, and they will have a head to die!" ”

Wang Ping'an said with a smile: "It's right to be a ditch!" ”

Li Shimin clapped his hands and signaled that he could start, and Fang Yiai immediately began to beat the drum, the drum sounded, and the small flower boat flowed down the river and floated towards the flower shed where the scholars were sitting!

Although the flower boat is small, it is extremely exquisite, there are not only flowers on it, but also a small person, made into the appearance of a boatman, the small oar in the boatman's hand is stretched out, as a pointer, when the drum stops, the small oar points to whom, that is, it is who, to stand up and make a poem, in order to wish everyone Yaxing!

Knock knock, knock knock, the small drum kept beating, the flower boat flowed down the river, drifted past the flower trellis of the ministers, drifted past the flower trellis of the messengers, and soon came to the flower trellis of the scholars!

The scholars were all pounding in their hearts, and with the sound of drums, they kept beating wildly, and some of them had poor psychological quality, and they were so nervous that they were about to faint!

Suddenly, when the flower boat floated to Wang Ping'an's seat, the drum stopped, and the small pulp in the hands of the boatman on the flower boat was just right, pointing at Wang Ping'an!

Wang Ping'an stuck out his tongue and thought: "Why did the drums stop when I came here, and as soon as I left, I was going to play again!" ”

He stood up, walked out of the flower shed, and said with some embarrassment: "Recently, I like to row in Qujiang Pond, too many times, and as a result, the boatmen all recognize me, and when they see me, they point at me with oars!" ”

Listening to his joke, everyone in the audience laughed, and the scholars breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not their turn, but they were a little disappointed, Wang Ping'an, this kid's luck was too good, and in one morning, he even made several limelight!

Many scholars began to silently recite in their hearts: "If you can't write poetry, you can't write poetry......"

Li Shimin saw that it was Wang Ping'an again, and he was amused in his heart, what a coincidence, he appeared again. He said: "It's better to still be a proposition, what kind of topic do you come up with......"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ping'an trembled in his heart, and he still wanted to make a proposition, I was most afraid of propositions, can't I do it casually?

But Fang Yiai pulled down the handkerchief and said: "Your Majesty, the minister has a question, which is very appropriate!" ”

Li Shimin frowned, and began to wonder in his heart, this kid is usually not like this, why do you talk so much today? But the colt opened his mouth, and the colt's father was watching from below, and he couldn't refute this face. He nodded and said, "Let's talk about it, what is the topic?" ”

Fang Yiai said: "Wang Ping'an is young, he must be a romantic seed, it is better to let him make a poem about looking for flowers and asking willows...... I feel that it is a little too direct, the sour taste is too great, and I am busy and said: "Let's talk about the scenery of this hibiscus garden!" ”