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Changsun Wen performed very well tonight, if he suddenly stood up and stole the limelight from Changsun Wen, wouldn't he have a grudge against Changsun Wen?

But now that he is being named and wants to write poems, if he doesn't do it, will he be considered to be famous?

Du He gave Tang Zhou a problem, which made it difficult for Tang Zhou.

Tang Zhou lied a little in his heart, but there was a slight smile on his lips, and said: "Du Gongzi is really elevating Benhou, I can be called talented there, but Du Gongzi, who was born in a scholarly family, won the first prize in the cavalry and archery competition in one fell swoop, and I don't want to let him compose poetry too much, why don't you make a poem by Du Gongzi first?" ”

Tang Zhou didn't want to offend the eldest grandson Wuji, and if Du He made a song that surpassed the eldest grandson Wen first, then he made another song to surpass Du He, and it would not be too difficult for the eldest grandson Wen to pass in comparison.

And Du He, as Du Ruhui's second son, must want to win glory for his father, so Tang Zhou feels that he will definitely not have reservations, if he can compose poems better than the eldest grandson Wen, he will definitely try his best to do it.

After Tang Zhou finished saying this, Du He smiled lightly: "It turns out that the little marquis is going to do it first and then he is willing to do it, since this is the case, then he will write a poem first, and he should be a brick and a jade." ”

Du He said, he didn't hesitate at all, and casually made a poem, but after he made this poem, it was a big surprise, not to mention that he was too much over Changsun Wen, and even what Duan Jue did before was better than him.

Tang Zhou saw Du He make such an unpopular poem, his heart sank faintly, he didn't know if this was Du He's level, or if Du He deliberately wanted him to offend the eldest grandson Wuji, otherwise how could his poem be so bad?

"Du Gongzi, your poem is not relevant." Eldest Sun Wen thought that Du He's talent was good, but he didn't expect that he would be like this after he made it, so the worry just now was swept away, and he couldn't help but show a trace of carelessness, and his speech was naturally more casual.

But Du He didn't care, and said: "In the next generation, I don't know how to compose poetry, but I can pass a few tricks with riding and shooting." ”

The implication is already very clear, he Duhe doesn't know how to write poetry at all, and the reason why he does it is just to have a good time.

Everyone was a little disappointed in Du He's talent, but no one had heard of him being talented before, so although disappointed, he was not harsh, but at this time, Du He set his eyes on Tang Zhou: "Tang Xiaohou, it's your turn." ”

Tang Zhou smiled bitterly, Du He can make a song casually, but he can't, if he makes a song casually, then all the previous efforts will be in vain, it is not easy to accumulate fame, but it is simple to destroy it.

He didn't want to be a wound to be made fun of.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Tang Zhou was quite helpless, got up and said, "Since that's the case, then Benhou will make a song." ”

As he spoke, Tang Zhou groaned slightly, and then chanted:

The silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies.

The night is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory Vega.

Tang Zhou groaned, and everyone immediately screamed.

"Okay, a good sentence of silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies, just one sentence, it is already the Qixi leisure writing incisively, wonderful, wonderful."

"Yes, yes, the night is as cold as water, and the sentence of sitting and watching the morning glory and the weaver girl is also a stroke of genius, Qixi Festival is the day when the cowherd and the weaver girl meet, one sits and watchs, you can know that the relationship between the little marquis and his wife is full."

“………………”

Everyone praised him, but Tang Zhou didn't have any joy, but he didn't see sadness, just gave people a faint feeling, Du He saw him like this, but the corners of his mouth showed a sneer.

In fact, others don't know the purpose of the eldest grandson Wuji today, but he Du He is very clear, and after he knew this, in order to curry favor with the crown prince Li Chengqian, he deliberately let Tang Zhou steal the limelight of the eldest grandson Wen.

He expected that Tang Zhou would not dare to release water in order to keep his reputation, so as long as he wrote a poem, he would immediately steal the limelight from Changsun Wen, and it would be bad for Changsun Wuji, even if Changsun Wuji would not die with Tang Zhou, he would still dislike Tang Zhou to some extent.

As for himself, he doesn't care much, the talent is like a floating cloud to him, as long as the Du family can be brilliant again, what is it if he is considered to have no talent, as long as he is developed one day, these are not a problem.

But just when Du He thought that his plan had succeeded, Li Ji suddenly stood up and said: "Poetry is good poetry, but it also has one or two shortcomings. ”

Li Ji is quite strategic, he can govern the country with his power, and his prestige among the ministers is very high, and his status among the ministers is second only to the eldest grandson Wuji, at this time he suddenly stood up and said such a sentence, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Lord Li, this poem is a rare masterpiece in Qixi poems, and there are no shortcomings in my official's opinion."

Just when everyone was puzzled, the eldest grandson Wuji suddenly stood up and said such a sentence praising Tang Zhou's poem, and everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this.

How could this eldest grandson Wuji help Tang Zhou speak, Tang Zhou is the one who stole his son's limelight?

Just when everyone was surprised, they couldn't help but admire the fairness of the eldest grandson Wuji.

Li Ji saw that the eldest grandson Wuji wanted to give people a fair and selfless image, smiled wisely in his heart, and then said: "Although the old man is not very good at composing poems, he also knows that poetry should be inspired by feelings, and it must be combined with scenes. Can there be a woman with a small fan fluttering fireflies? ”

As soon as Li Ji said this, everyone immediately looked at each other, although the poem should indeed be felt, but it can't be too absolute, although Tang Zhou's poem was not written because of the times, but these light Luo small fans and fluttering fireflies that he wrote may not have appeared, right?

Just when someone wanted to argue for Tang Zhou for a sentence or two, Tang Zhou suddenly stood up: "Master Li is reasonable, it is the little nephew's poem that has fallen behind." ”

Everyone never thought that Tang Zhou would suddenly stand up and say such a thing, and they couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with his modesty, thinking that he was doing this because he was afraid of the eldest grandson Wuji, but now that Tang Zhou said so, they couldn't argue for Tang Zhou anymore.

After saying a few more words, the crowd began to judge who was the best.

And at the time of the selection here, Tang Zhou's poem had already reached the place where the female dependents were not far away, and after this poem came, it immediately caused an uproar here.

Women are more romantic than men, they don't care whether this poem is appropriate or not, and they don't care if this poem will embarrass anyone, after hearing this poem, they suddenly can't help but envy Lin Qingsu.

"Mrs. Tang is a peerless beauty, the appearance of a small fan fluttering fireflies must be very beautiful."

"Sitting and watching Morning Glory Vega, Mrs. Tang and Xiao Hou Ye have a very good relationship......"

Everyone was envious, but Fang Ying suddenly snorted coldly.