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Although Li Shimin is not powerful in the government and the opposition, he has always been a prince, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he is an identity that cannot be offended and cannot be offended.

Less than half an hour after the old (bustard) left the room, several arrogant sons and brothers were already rushing in, and they couldn't wait to push the door and break in.

As soon as he saw Li Shimin, no matter what the environment he was in, he knelt on the ground and shouted in unison, "His Royal Highness King Qin is a thousand years old", the voice was so loud that it was so loud that the people of Quanqi Red Mansion and even Quanguangliang knew that they were fortunate to meet the prince who was high above.

Although Li Shimin said in his mouth, "Come to handle the case, not afraid of people's words", but people's words are terrible after all, and once the matter of Li Shimin's visit to the Qinglou falls into his ears, then he will be difficult to argue.

With anger in his heart, Li Shimin didn't even have the heart to deal with them, so he simply hung them aside, and let them kneel on the ground and drink wine with Chen Fang.

"Lord Chen, I've heard that you are quite accomplished in composing poetry, so why don't we do the drinking order." Li Shimin raised his glass and smiled.

Chen Fang squinted at the few sons and brothers who were kneeling on the ground, their faces had become ossified, smiled evilly at them, raised his glass and responded: "Okay, please ask Your Highness to ask the question first." ”

"Okay, since that's the case, then let's start with a dog's eyes looking down on people."

"Okay."

"Then I'll sweep the leaves away from the low wind."

“……”

The cups and saucers are staggered, the wine orders are repeated, and one pot after another pot of good daughter red falls into the abdomen, watching several sons and brothers kneeling and shaking, Chen Fang is in a good mood, and he wants to make a fool of them, but he is concerned about the kidnapping case, for fear that he will play too much and make a mistake, after a few rounds of wine orders, Chen Fang hurriedly put down the wine glass, and said to Li Shimin: "Your Highness, it's better to let them get up first, I see that they are tired on their knees." ”

The anger in Li Shimin's heart has not yet been sprinkled, but seeing that Chen Fang took the initiative to intercede for them, he still gave Chen Fang this face, and said coldly to several sons and brothers: "You all get up." ”

Several sons and sons all cast a grateful look at Chen Fang, as if they had been amnestied, supported their already kneeling numb knees, stood up from the ground, and stood aside humbly, not daring to make any presumptuous moves, nor daring to open their mouths to spit out half a word.

"Hey, don't stand, how tired, come, come, come, Qin Gongzi, Cao Gongzi, and a few more sons, come, sit down." Chen Fang greeted warmly.

Several pampered sons and brothers looked at the stool that Chen Fang pointed to, and they couldn't even stand on their feet, and wanted to pounce and sit down. But seeing that Li Shimin didn't speak, they had no choice but to stare at Chen Fang with longing eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Anxin secretly laughed, but his face did not show the slightest abnormality, and he arched his hand at Li Shimin and said: "Your Highness, you see that several sons are also tired, it is better to let them sit down together and have a drink, by the way, they are also quite accomplished in composing poems, otherwise let them also compose a poem for His Highness." ”

Although Li Shimin has a lot of shortcomings, but his advantages are also seen by people, seeing Chen Fang touting these straw bales like this, he has already guessed that Chen Fang intends to use the method of "eating people with soft mouths and taking people with short hands" to make several sons and brothers confess, and decided to give Chen Fang another face and fulfill him.

"Well, sit down, by the way, give you a quarter of an hour, and each of you will make a good poem for the king."

"Your Highness."

Although Li Shimin's attitude was lukewarm, the sons and sons of the brothers not only did not mind at all, but were unusually excited. But it's hard to blame them, in the past, their poems could only circulate in the small place of Guangliang, and they didn't spread almost all over the literary world at all, not to mention that they could listen to it in the sky, and today they can write poems in front of Li Shimin, if they do it well, it will leave a good impression on Li Shimin, which will undoubtedly add a strong ink color to their qualifications, and they will have all kinds of help in their future Jinshi.

Of course, the premise is that they have to have a chance to get into the ranks.

A quarter of an hour is not too long, nor too short, for a student who is full of wealth and talent, it is not difficult to compose a poem, but if you want to make a good work, in addition to a little more effort, you still need to have a little more talent.

Obviously, these sons and brothers are not those spiritual students, and after thinking about it for a quarter of an hour, no one came up with a good song.

Seeing that no one took the initiative to present the poem, Li Shimin frowned, and said with a little displeasure: "Why, isn't a quarter of an hour enough?" ”

Several sons and brothers suddenly sweated, and Qin Youliang, the son of the Qin family, and Cao Wenbin, the son of the Cao family, shouted out almost at the same time: "Your Highness, the student has poetry." ”

Li Shimin also really wanted to listen to the poems they wrote, so he didn't care who came first, so he pointed at Cao Wenbin casually and said, "Okay, then you come first." ”

"Me?" Cao Wenbin panicked all of a sudden, he wrote a poem, but the time was in a hurry, and the embryo hair was very rough, which was not a masterpiece at all.

Seeing his hurried appearance, Li Shimin said unhappily: "What, aren't you ready?" Looks like you're going to need some more time. ”

Cao Wenbin hoped to have more time, but he didn't dare to say such words, if he made this request, it would undoubtedly be a self-defeating mouth, and he took the initiative to admit that there was a poem in front of him, which became a deception, and deceiving the emperor would lose his head, but who said that it doesn't matter if he deceives the prince?

"Your Highness, I'm ready." Cao Wenbin gritted his teeth and responded.

"Come on." Li Shimin said.

Cao Wenbin glared at Qin Youliang, who was standing beside him, narrowly escaped the first catastrophe, and was secretly having fun, glanced at Qin Youliang, straightened his waist, and recited the verses he had just made.

"Light waves and white clouds float on the water, how strange it is to be dressed in green and red. The willow branches are upside down and shake in the wind, and the safflower blooms with thousands of flowers. ”

This is the end of a seven-character poem, but even Chen Fang, a guy who doesn't know how to rhyme, heard that this poem is not a good work, let alone someone like Li Shimin, who has been influenced by literature since childhood.

Taking a deep breath and secretly letting go of the urge to kick Cao Wenbin out of the room, Li Shimin clapped his hands with a smile and said, "Good poetry, good, good." ”

Hearing his praise, Cao Wenbin was overjoyed, and finally no longer had the same arrogance as usual, but said very humbly: "Your Highness has an overreputation, time is in a hurry, and the embryonic hair is a work, Your Highness should not be surprised." ”

"No blame, no blame." Li Shimin showed a very hypocritical smile, and after replying twice, he immediately turned his gaze to Qin Youliang and said, "By the way, what about you, don't you have a poem, chant it, let this king listen to it." ”