Ann busy! "No, no, don't dare to bother the princess to change the subject, it's good to chase after a night battle, it's very simple, no matter how difficult it is", I'm afraid I won't be able to do it! ”

Li Yiren hummed and said, "You want to." I'll pour you wine, and as soon as you drink, Shixing will be great! ”

She has lived in the deep palace for many years, rarely has contact with people, and sometimes when she eats with Li Shimin or Li Zhi, she often pours them wine, and after her father and brother have drunk, they often really have poetry, make a few poems to entertain themselves, and eat together as a family. Happiness knows no bounds. So when she saw that Wang Ping'an was going to make poems for herself, she was going to pour him wine and drink!

Everyone in the garden sighed together, looked at Li Shimin, and thought in their hearts: "Your Majesty, is this going to recruit horses?" It seems that he is in a hurry, this Wang Ping'an is still a civilian! ”

Li Zhi was very happy in his heart, he had already seen that Wang Ping'an and Li Yiren were quite fated, and he whispered to Li Shimin: "Father, the son plans to summon Wang Ping'an to the Jixian Pavilion to accompany him, can you see it?" ”

Li Shimin smiled slightly, this is the youngest daughter, and it is a pity that the marriage that was set for her before had an accident. Well, Lianding must compensate the Iraqi people well!

He nodded and said, "Don't give him an actual official position, lest he have an official position, and he won't be able to participate in next year's scientific examination." The new jinshi wears red and hangs colors, crosses the horse and travels the streets, that is the joy of life. Moreover, it can also be proven. Zhi'er, your vision is unique, and you have the wisdom to know people! ”

Li Zhi was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you for the reminder." Erchen didn't think about this just now! ”

Li Ke listened to the vinegar next to him, and was very dissatisfied with Li Zhi, is it great to have a Chongxian Pavilion, and you have to summon Wang Ping'an to accompany you to read, I see that you don't read much, how to accompany you?

He turned his mind in his heart, seeing that Wang Ping'an was loved by his father, and estimated that he would be able to do something in the future, so he would not win over at this time. When? But Li Zhi summoned him to the Chongxian Pavilion. What benefits do I give Wang Ping'an to be able to live this. So that Wang Ping'an can be more grateful to me?

In the field. Li Yiren took out the flask and glass from the flower boat. He poured a full cup, handed it to Wang Ping'an, and said, "Drink slowly, don't choke!" ”

Wang Ping'an smiled, this little princess is very caring, if it is expected, she must be very favored in the palace! He saluted first and took the glass. I drank it all and thought, "It's spicy enough!" ”

Holding the wine glass, he said loudly: "The princess has a problem, and she wants to chase the enemy in a night battle safely." Ping An has a draft! ”

With that, he took a few steps back and came to the middle of the field. He said loudly: "Lin Dark Grass is frightened, and the general draws his bow at night." Ping Ming looked for the white feather, but he was not in the stone ridge. ”

didn't wait for the scholars to applaud. In the flower shed of the civil and military officials, there was already applause, and these four poems were written by Li Guang! General Li of the Great Han is a master of archery. The Huns fled in the wilderness, which was in line with the intention of chasing the enemy in a night battle!

The military attachés, in particular, were more excited than one by one. Someone even shouted: "My archery skills are also good, little * peace." Hurry up and boast! ”

After reciting several poems, Wang Ping'an already had some experience on the spot, he was not in a hurry to read out the following verses, but waited for the applause to rest before he said loudly: "The moon black goose flies high, and the single night escapes." I want to chase the light rider away. Snow full of bow knives! ”

There was applause, and everyone in the park was talking. This poem is so imposing, it can be called a masterpiece! A person stood up in the flower shed of the civil official, and said with a smile: "How can a good poem be without a painting, so Yan will paint this poem, there are poems and paintings, and send it to Her Royal Highness Princess Hengshan!" ”

The person who came out was Yan Liben, and as soon as Wang Ping'an's poem was made, a picture appeared in his mind, a brave general, chasing the enemy on a snowy night. Heavy snow on armor and weapons! As soon as he thought about this picture, his hands itched, and he wanted to draw it. Then I got up and went out of the shed!

Li Shimin laughed and said: "Of course, a good poem needs to be complemented by a good painting, and Yan Aiqing's move is in line with the joint intention!" As he spoke, he nodded slightly at Yan Liben.

The eldest grandson Wuji, who was sitting in the flower shed next to him, coughed first and then made a sound, attracting Yan Liben's attention. Then he stroked his beard and nodded slightly at him.

Yan Liben suddenly understood, and ordered someone to take the pen and paper. Paint in public! He was painting here, but others were not idle, especially the generals, who slapped the table and shouted, let Wang Ping'an make poems again!

A bearded general with a hideous face shouted: "What a boy from the Wang family, the poem is not bad." You can also write poems on my behalf, when I was young, I could also open a hard bow, ride a fast horse, and chase rabbits. Run away with the enemy, you can write poems with this, and praise me! ”

Wang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and thought, "No." Anyone else asks for compliments in public? ”

Before he could answer, another general shouted: "Lao Cheng, you are too thick-skinned, you want people to write poems to praise you!" The general waved at Wang Ping'an. said: "You can also make a poem for me, I admire General Li Guangli the most, if you can compare me to him, then you will pass this level!" ”

Li Yiren was reluctant and the little girl said angrily: "What are you going to do, why do you all let Wang Ping'an make poems on your behalf, and you didn't beat the drum and release the boat, and the ship can't be your turn!" ”

The bearded general laughed and said, "The ship can't be put anymore, it's all capsized!" He gestured.

Li Yiren looked back. Seeing that the little flower boat somehow overturned, and the small wooden pulp in the boatman's hand turned horizontally, facing the flower shed of the generals, I couldn't tell who it was referring to, and it could even be said that all the people in the whole flower shed were pointed at!

Li Yiren sighed, looked at the little flower boat in surprise, and his expression was very interesting! The civil and military officials all laughed, and even Li Shimin couldn't help it.

Li Shimin glanced at the bearded general. Then he looked at the messengers of various countries and said, "There is no disease." You can make a few more poems. This poem for General Cheng not only shows his heroism, but also persuades him not to kill too many people, the people of the subject country are also the people of my Tang Dynasty! ”

Wang Ping'an agreed, anyway, it's like this, just be simple, and add another title of Chang'an poetry and literature to the name of Chang'an's first medical skills!

He arched his hand at General Cheng and said, "Hold the bow as a strong one, and use the arrow as a long one." Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. There is a limit to killing, and the nations have their own borders.

If it can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can it kill more. ”

The bearded general Hafu laughed, nodded incessantly, and said with a smile: "Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king first!" Well, well done! ”

The general spoke again: "I'm done for him." It's time to do it for me! Come, come, come, quickly compare me to General Li Guangli! ”

Wang Ping'an hurriedly bowed his hand to the general, bent down slightly, and the good poem came as soon as he opened his mouth: "In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not yet been returned." But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain! ”

Hey, the generals are all excited, it seems that it's really hard to resist this, what kind of poems he makes, what kind of poems he can make! The towel saw Wang Ping'an and made two poems in a row, shooting the afternoon shark! "So you did it. Just "Gong guessed that he was worried." I'm afraid you won't be able to do it! ”

Wang Ping'an hurriedly humbled a few times, and he was about to end if he had a heart. But how could those generals just let him go. Another veteran. The old military attache with white beard shouted: "Wang family boy, make a big bowl of wine, and eat a big piece of meat poems!" ”

Wang Ping'an thought for a while, and then said: "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. ”

"Good, good poetry!" Li Shimin applauded first. The officials and scholars also applauded together. Cheers!

Another general shouted: "Wang boy." My old man admires you very much, you can make a poem for me! ”

And some generals were even more simply, shouting: "Wang Ping'an." Brother Ping'an, you also made a poem for me, I don't ask for anything"

Wang Ping'an simply ordered someone to move out of a table again, prepare paper and pen, whenever someone asked him to write a poem, he came with a pen, brushed the ground and waved, Li Yiren was excited, and admired Wang Ping'an almost five bodies to the ground, and the princess took the initiative to study ink for Wang Ping'an!

Yan Liben splashed ink on another table, and Wang Ping'an wrote this table. The two of them do their own thing!

After a long look, Wang Ping'an wrote twenty or thirty poems, and the sweat on his forehead couldn't help but flow down, thinking: "No, the inventory in my stomach is about to run out, I have to quickly think of an excuse to think of a pee!" ”

In fact, he could have said that he could not write new poems, but he had always been gentle and polite. So those big generals or something, one asked him to make poems. He didn't refuse, and did it. But the more he did it, the more surprised others became, and they all thought in their hearts: "This person's poetic talent is so high that it can be described in four words: appalling!" ”

The more surprised others became, the more they thought that he and Patchwork Gong were not only civil and military officials at this time, but also came to see him write poems, and many scholars also came. Three layers inside and three layers outside, enclosing Wang Ping'an in a circle!

Even Li Zhi and Li Ke couldn't bear it. Out of the flower shed, come to the desk, and watch Wang Ping'an compose poems on the spot!

Wang Ping'an wrote poems, and his hands trembled, thinking: "No, if I continue like this, I only have one way to go."

Just when he was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard Yan Liben smile and said, "Okay, this painting is ready!" ”

Yan Liben looked up and looked around, and was suddenly stunned. said: "What's the matter, what are you all doing around Wang Ping'an, is he also painting?" ”

He had just concentrated on painting, concentrating all his energy. He didn't pay attention to the things around him, and although the noise next to him was like a bazaar, he turned a deaf ear and just painted with his heart! After the painting is done. But now everyone should be around him. watched himself wave, but for some reason, he ran to Wang Ping'an, could it be that he couldn't paint?

A minister said with a smile: "Wang Ping'an is not painting, he is writing poems, drinking a glass of wine, but he has written hundreds of poems, which is simply a hundred poems of a cup of wine!" ”

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said: "No, no, only less than thirty"

The crowd slammed to the ground, and everyone shook their heads. Everyone laughs, and the hundred articles are not real references, just an adjective. Why bother!

Originally, when Wang Ping'an began to compose poems and made two or three good poems, the scholars understood that their talents and learning could not catch up with him, but they thought. Even if it's worse, it's not too far off!

When it's everyone's turn to write a poem together. They were still thinking about it here, and Wang Ping'an came there as soon as he opened his mouth, and did several things in a row, which made the generals very excited, and everyone asked him to make new poems!

If Wang Ping'an writes poems, he can make two or three, and the level is quite high, then the scholars will envy him, and if he makes four or five. That envy has to turn into jealousy, but if you make six good poems, then the scholars' feelings for Wang Ping'an, I'm afraid they will be stunned again, and they will have to become hate!

However, now Wang Ping'an has made twenty or thirty good poems in one go." What else do you say about envy, jealousy, and hatred, which are not on the same level as others at all. That's a hundred and eight thousand miles!

Human thinking can sometimes be very strange, if two people are about the same level, the former is only a little higher than the latter person, then after the previous person has collected good things, when he is praised. The latter person is most likely to be jealous and blue-eyed!

But if the level of the two things is too different, for example, it is the musician of Yan Le Fang. The difference with the eldest grandson Wuji, so is it possible for that musician to be jealous of the eldest grandson Wuji? It's too far away, and there is no standard for comparison, so naturally there is no such thing as jealousy!

Wang Ping'an's on-the-spot poetry shocked the scholars, and it was hard to believe that there were talented teenagers in these places! This Wang Ping'an must be the reincarnation of the heavenly Qu Xing, others are fake, he must be real!

Li Shimin saw that Yan Liben had finished painting. He clapped his hands twice and said, "Yan Aiqing, bring the painting up and show it to Lian!" ”

Yan Liben hurriedly picked up the painting and entered the flower shed. Put it on Li Shimin's table. Li Shimin looked at it, narrowed his eyes, and waved his hand: "Send it to the envoys' flower shed!" ”

His servants took up the paintings and sent them to the envoys of the nations to see.

As soon as this painting unfolded in front of the flower shed, the envoys of various countries gasped! The envoys looked at each other, and no one could speak, but Ashina Qi'er looked at the painting and began to cry bitterly!

The messengers looked at the children and cried in public, but no one stopped them, everyone shook their heads and sighed, if it was their own country, it would have become like the painting. I guess I cried harder than him!

Let the messengers brew their feelings first. Li Shimin glanced at them, then ignored them, and said: "Gentlemen, submit all the poems that have been done, let's evaluate them and see whose poems are the best!" ”

Chu Suiliang suddenly said: "Your Majesty, the old ministers don't have to evaluate them one by one, this Wang Ping'an Cup of Wine has a hundred poems, excellent, and can be called the first!" ”

Li Zhi walked back to the flower shed and said, "Erchen has the same opinion as Lord Chu, Wang Ping'an is talented, and Erchen plans to summon him to Chongxian Pavilion." Accompany your sons to study! ”

Li Shiyi nodded and said, "Okay, so be it!" ”

Li Ke slowly walked back to the flower shed, he was really unwilling to let Li Zhi do any kind of good things, and what kind of good people were taken by him.

He cleared his throat and said to Li Shimin: "Father, my sons think that it is best to apply what you have learned.

Wang Ping'an is quick to think and accompany the ninth brother, which is very good, but according to rumors, he is very good at medical skills, and the son thinks that why not let him enter the Imperial Physician Department and temporarily act as the Imperial Doctor? ”