Chapter 34: When the Poetry Meeting is in progress

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The eldest grandson came with the purpose of making soy sauce, but there were always people who didn't plan to let him make this soy sauce.

When the eldest grandson and the eldest grandson Jiaqing's uncle and nephew were chatting happily, the originally noisy garden was quiet.

"Where is the eldest grandson?" After a while, the miscellaneous voices were all looking for the eldest grandson.

It turned out that the two of them chatted, and the highlight of this "Pushi" was to light the river lantern, and the Bon meeting was over, and the poetry meeting began.

"I'm here." The eldest grandson had no choice but to answer loudly.

"Please invite the eldest grandson." Immediately, another person rushed over and waved at the eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson knew that this level was coming, but he couldn't turn around and leave, so he had to follow the person to the center of the platform.

"Maybe the eldest grandson doesn't know the theme of tonight's poetry meeting, let me say it again, since it is a Zhongyuan event, it is naturally related to this deceased hero, so I can write a poem on this topic." The person who spoke, Changsun Tang, didn't know him, but it must have something to do with the prince.

"But I have studied arithmetic, and I have returned all the poems to my husband." Although Changsun Tang has a few suitable songs in his heart, the number is really rare, and if he can't do it in the future, he will be slapped in the face, so it's better to keep a low profile.

"Childe is modest, Childe can be called a grandmaster in arithmetic, but this poetry is the right way, and Childe's attainments must not be low." But the people who came did not give up.

The eldest grandson looked at the crown prince on the throne, but he changed the regular clothes just now. Du He was whispering something, not looking at the eldest grandson.

Du He originally planned to go into battle in person, but because he didn't know the depths, Li Chengqian was replaced by someone to take charge of today's poetry meeting, which made Du He's hatred for Changsun Tang a little deeper.

It is Du He's idea to let Changsun Tang be the first to play, and with comparison, you will know who is high and who is low.

Seeing this scene, Chang Sun Tang understood, this is planning to make himself embarrassed in public, and he has no face, since you have stretched your face to my hand, if you don't fight, you will be sorry for yourself.

"Oh, then I'll try, what was the topic you just said?" The eldest grandson asked deliberately.

"About the Heroes of the Dead."

"No other restrictions?"

"No more. I wonder how much time Childe will need to prepare? ”

In the seat next to the main seat, the two were talking.

"This sixth cousin is really interesting." A ten-year-old child was turning his head sideways and communicating with the eldest grandson Chong next to him.

"Tell His Royal Highness King Yue, the sixth brother has always been like this." didn't say good, didn't say bad, just looked at Changsun Chong's gaze a little unkind, tonight's topic Changsun Chong has long known, although he is not shameless enough to find a gunman, but he is fully prepared in advance, and he will definitely make Changsun Tang fall a big heel.

"Hehe, then let's keep watching." The child known as the king of Yue took the initiative to stop communicating.

The eldest grandson who did not answer the call stomped on the field, and Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps in ancient times, and today I saw my eldest grandson Tang six and a half steps to kill this group of people who don't do their jobs.

Watching the eldest grandson stomp away, the host, who was still waiting to ask again, suddenly found that the eldest grandson actually spoke.

"Six steps, only six steps." Some people exclaimed, no matter what the level of the poem is, even if it is a limerick poem, Changsun Tang has enough capital.

Du He and Li Chengqian's faces sank at the same time, but Li Chengqian quickly recovered, and Du He realized that he might have to mess up tonight.

The eldest grandson Chong picked up a few pieces of tea and almost covered his face with the wide sleeves of his robe.

"Life should be a hero, and death should be a ghost; So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. The eldest grandson spat out these short twenty words from his mouth.

This poem by Li Qingzhao's "Summer Quatrain" can be said to be a household name, and there are many ways to interpret it, but no matter which interpretation, a lyricist who is known for his grace wrote this kind of impassioned poem, which shows the indignation in his heart.

He knew that as soon as this poem came out, even if there was no room for relaxation with the prince, the road ahead would be more difficult, but Changsun Tang had his own pride.

When we lower our heads every time we encounter difficulties, we will subconsciously lower our heads over time, no matter how small the difficulties are.

The poem was exported, and the audience was silent.

Du He's face turned blue, the tea of the eldest grandson chong spilled on his sleeve, and the king of Yue looked at the eldest grandson with interest, and the eldest grandson Jiaqing's mouth couldn't close.

"Hehe, good poetry, good poetry." Only the prince looked as usual, praising indifferently.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your compliment, your majesty is ashamed." Even if you earn life and death in private, but you have to always be like a spring breeze on your face, Changsun Tang already has a certain understanding of the rules of officialdom.

"As soon as this poem comes out, it can be said that tonight's poetry will be worth the trip." There are people at the bottom who echo it, and this look is stunned, and I can't even see the momentum of the head.

This poem is a good poem, but it's the best as a finale, but at this level as soon as it comes up, it's not obvious that it's going to be cold. Besides, today's poetry meeting has a incidental purpose of making Changsun Tang stink, which not only did not stink Changsun Tang, but also messed up the carefully prepared poetry meeting.

"Yes, this poem of the eldest grandson can make tonight's poetry shine." Du He came out of nowhere and said with a smile on his face.

The eldest grandson is not afraid of the real knife and the real gun, he is afraid of this kind of person who stabs the knife in the back, but he stretches out his hand and does not hit the smiling person, although he knows that this Du He is not kind, but he can't show it in the face.

May I ask you teenagers are so old and scheming, you let your father's face go there, the eldest grandson wanted to ask, but he could only slander one or two.

"I don't know what Master Du has to say?" The eldest grandson had no choice but to see the move.

"A good poem of the eldest grandson is destined to leave a literary name, but it has messed up our good poetry meeting, as soon as your poem comes out, will anyone else be willing to come up and ask for advice or two?"

The eldest grandson knew that this was the desire to suppress the first Yang, and then he was going to make a big move.

"That's right, the eldest grandson has been going to Shuzhong to study since last year, and I don't know if I can give you a poem about what I saw and heard about Shu Road along the way. Of course, you can also write poems on this topic and continue our poetry club. "Duhe's saving skills are good.

And this is obviously digging a pit for the eldest grandson, you have been to Shu Dao, and it is natural that you are doing better than us, but if you don't do it well, this is another story.

And Du He knew that Li Chengqian had done a good poem about Shu Dao, which not only saved the field, but also achieved the purpose set before, which was also a blessing in misfortune.