The fourth list of the Jianghu Division, until now, has finally begun to show results.

Finally, someone saw Yang Su and knew the other party's location.

But this conflict came too quickly and too hardly to be violent.

In the orb, the eldest grandson Wuji saw a violent counterattack from several people.

This made Yang Su, who seemed to be seriously injured, only flee in panic.

But that's the way it is.

Wei Chigong didn't catch up with Yang Su's White Bone Peng King at the beginning, and he couldn't expect Gongsun Ju and others to leave Yang Su behind.

"Oh, if only I had been over there!"

The eldest grandson Wuji regretted again and again.

This made Li Hongru purse his lips.

If the eldest grandson Wuji is in Bohai County, then they won't play this game.

"You also fished two treasures."

"How did this baby get to Yang Su's hands."

"Also, he accompanied Emperor Wen of the Great Sui to fight in the east and west, and he is the closest monarch and minister, and it is very possible to take some treasures."

……

Before Li Hongru could explain, the eldest grandson Wuji had already completed the brain supplement.

"Where is this place?" Eldest Sun Wuji asked.

"It's Banshan, a hundred miles away from Qingyang Town, Bohai County."

"What are they going to do there?"

After watching the orb several times in a row, he saw that the images inside were a little blurry, and the eldest grandson Wuji stopped watching, and instead paced back and forth in the Buxuan Palace.

He had read the fourth list of the Jianghu Division, and the image of the characters in the orb was indeed close to the portrait on the list.

And to turn into the body of the White Bone Peng King, this is something that only Yang Su can do.

"Yang Su obviously ran to Xiliang Kingdom, why did he run back again" The eldest grandson Wuji pondered: "What does he need?" Could it be that Emperor Wen's new body lacked natural treasures, so he let him run around? ”

As a priest with self-thinking ability, the eldest grandson Wuji fell into a strange circle of self-speculation, and he was getting farther and farther away from the truth.

Li Hongru didn't bother to care what the eldest Sun Wuji thought.

A Great Sui Emperor Wen has entered the secret realm of the underworld, and a Yang Su is still developing.

The probability of these two people getting into trouble is very low.

It seems that the two people who are extremely threatening, but in fact, the purpose of the fourth list of the Jianghu Division has been achieved.

The biggest accident in this list is Emperor Wen's lost Qiankun bag.

This is difficult for Li Hongru to control, and it is difficult to know where the Qiankun bag went.

"You go with me to the palace to attend the Hanlin banquet now, and after the banquet is over, let's ask the emperor's opinion on this matter!"

The eldest grandson Wuji thought for a few minutes, and when he was stunned, he returned the orb to Li Hongru, and then waved his hand and began to drive people away.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I have already told Your Majesty to lead you at the gate of the palace, this time I won't let you run around," the eldest grandson Wuji urged.

"Your doppelganger is amazing!"

Li Hongru slapped a sycophant, and then he got out of the Buxuan Palace.

The eldest grandson Wuji passed this hurdle.

As long as the Tang Emperor passes the level, Gongsun Ju will be able to mark it as a participant in this list of tasks, and the matter will be completed safely.

The distance from Sikong Mansion to the Imperial City was even closer, and as soon as Li Hongru walked to the stargazing tower, he saw that there were attendants pacing back and forth at the gate of the city in front of him.

Seeing Li Hongru coming, he suddenly trotted up.

"Xuan, call the new Li Hongru to participate in the Hanlin banquet."

The waiter read the Tang Emperor's dictation? Then he greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Master Li, please!"

"Please!"

Li Hongru raised his hand to ask for help, and also followed behind the attendant.

The Tang Emperor's poetry banquet was held in the Hanlin Academy.

The courtyard was a place where the royal family held banquets and watched music and operas for all kinds of entertainers.

Those who are good at painting, calligraphy, piano, chess skills, literary talents, and Taoist people can all come to the Hanlin Academy.

It's just that there are not many people who have the qualifications to enter the Hanlin Academy.

Is this a place where even champions are difficult to enter? Don't mention him? Even if it's a Confucian in the imperial court? There are also many people who are not qualified to enter.

If it weren't for the eldest grandson Wuji's mention, Li Hongru felt that he couldn't come to this kind of place.

He followed the acolyte, crossing the pool of liquid? I can see the Hanlin Courtyard located at the edge of the pond from a distance.

At this time, many people are sitting at the water's edge? Or drink, or show your talents, or listen and watch.

When Li Hongru approached, he only heard the sound of a piano, and there was a pipa to accompany him.

Vaguely? Li Hongru only felt that the cranes were flying in front of him? The phoenix bird is auspicious? It's like stepping into a blessed place somewhere.

Wait for Li Hongru to shake his head? Only then did you come to your senses and get closer? Just let the music get to your ears.

"Come over here!"

Not far away? The eldest grandson Wuji beckoned to Li Hongru, and immediately attracted more than ten people to look back.

Seeing Li Hongru's young appearance, some people suddenly thought about it, and some people were a little confused, obviously not knowing Li Hongru.

"Who is this talent?"

……

Whispers? A piece of piano and pipa has fallen.

"The sound of Pei Shenrune is really wonderful!"

Some people are not strong enough to be the gods? Intoxicated by the sound? Wait until the sound stops? That's when I recovered from my intoxication.

For a while, he also praised again and again.

Li Hongru looked over and saw a middle-aged scribe-looking figure get up and thank him.

This is the musician Pei Shenfu that Liu Renjing once recommended.

The other party's piano skills are indeed unique, but it's just the sound of the banquet? When he got closer, Li Hongru suffered some influences.

If you listen from the beginning, the impact will obviously be more violent.

Or if the opponent has the skills to use in the fight, the effect will be more powerful.

This kind of occasion where everyone has their own art is far better than him visiting a certain Confucian.

Li Hongru also met the more familiar Yan Liben at the Hanlin banquet, and the other party was swaying his pen and ink at this time, focusing on painting.

Next to Yan Liben, a person put a pen on rice paper, causing bursts of blue light to shine.

Everyone showed their ability, and from time to time some people did whispered discussions, even the Tang Emperor and the crown prince in the central position also communicated in low voices.

"Lord Eldest Sun, since you have invited the new science list, why don't you let Li Lushi casually bring two lines of poetry to help the fun!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if you come late, you will inevitably be fined three glasses of wine."

A middle-aged man in Confucian clothes opened his mouth, and then several people echoed him.

The middle-aged man is tall and tall, handsome, with a straight back, dressed in white, neat and neat, his hair is meticulously combed, his expression is respectful and gentle, and he has the elegance and gentleness of Confucianism.

"That's Xu Jingzong!"

The eldest grandson Wuji said the last sentence, which immediately made Li Hongru feel bad.

This is the person who sees the wind and steers the rudder on the prince's side, this kind of person is thorough, and likes to take advantage of the opportunity to make a black hand, and many actions are almost subconscious instincts.

The other party really began to take advantage of the instigation.

Again, this is encouraging people through some rules.

This is no different from the group of people who play wine culture at the wine table to persuade wine.

The eldest grandson Wuji had just dodged over, and Xu Jingzong had his eyes on Li Hongru again in the blink of an eye.

"Do you have any enmity with him?" Li Hongru asked in a low voice.

"The more books I read, the more ghost ideas I have in my heart, and these people are a bunch of bad embryos."

The eldest grandson Wuji replied in a low voice.

His words were an explanation, and with a murderous nature, he only dared to whisper into his ears to communicate.

"Lord Changsun has just made a good horse poem, why not use the name of the horse and let Li Lushi compose another poem, and see what Bangyanlang is capable of" Xu Jingzong said with a smile.

"Bad embryo!"

This made Li Hongru can't help but curse.

It would be embarrassing for a normal person to do this kind of poetry.

If the poems can't be done, that is to embarrass the eldest grandson Wuji, who took the initiative to invite him.

The best poems are slapped in the face of the eldest grandson Wuji, causing estrangement between superiors and subordinates.

It will be extremely difficult to find a scale between poems and texts.

Li Hongru was also glad that he cheated on the eldest grandson Wuji in the Buxuan Palace, and the poems before and after belonged to him, and the eldest grandson Wuji had no thorns in his heart.

The eldest grandson Wuji just took a streak and invited him to the Hanlin banquet, which caused embarrassment.

"Impromptu poetry is too brain-consuming, why don't you take something to help you with fun, and it's convenient for me to refresh myself!"

After the eldest grandson Wuji made up a sentence, he stabbed Li Hongru again.

This made Li Hongru suddenly know the reward of the eldest grandson Wuji.

This is to bring him over to toss Xu Jingzong, wanting to pick something off the other party.

Xu Jingzong instigated people, and the eldest grandson Wuji obviously also saw the opportunity to make the other party lose a fortune.

"You just took Ouyang Xun's "Yin Fu Sutra" copybook, why don't you take it out and reward the juniors!"

When Xu Jingzong hesitated slightly, the eldest grandson Wuji had already spoken again and again.

"With the emperor here, you are still afraid that I will forcibly entangle, whether the poetry works or not, not only the great Confucians have judgments, but the emperor also has a decision" The eldest grandson Wuji said with a smile.

"Okay!"

Xu Jingzong finally agreed.

If you want him to lose a copybook, you have to dig out some real goods and have real improvisational poetry.

The shorter the time given to the other person's consideration, the greater the probability of winning.

Xu Jingzong responded happily, and then took out a copy of the notebook and spread it on the grass in front of him.

"I begged for a long time before I got the Yin Fu Sutra from Lord Ouyang," Xu Jingzong said distressedly.

"Obviously, it was you who held Ouyang Xun's stinky feet, so you took the opportunity to take this "Yin Fu Sutra" copybook," the eldest grandson Wuji said with a smile.

"Where did Lord Xu praise me, it was obvious that the eldest grandson thought the old man was ugly, but Lord Xu just said some unfair words."

When Xu Jingzong and Eldest Sun Wuji were talking to each other, an ugly old man with a withered face also joined in.

This person is Ouyang Xun who Liu Renjing once introduced.

The other party was not eighty or seventy years old, and his old age was obvious, and his beard and hair were wrinkled.

When people reach this age, most of them have lost the handsomeness of their youth, and it is difficult to say that they are good-looking.

It's just that Ouyang Xun has lost too much weight, as if a gust of wind can blow away.

"Shrugging his hips into a mountain, burying his shoulders and not coming out. Who's Lin Pavilion painted this macaque? Lord Changsun said that Lord Ouyang is a monkey, this kind of poetry is too sharp and hurtful," Xu Jingzong said.

Li Hongru was looking at it and could see Ouyang Xun's appearance.

Xu Jingzong didn't say anything, but after saying it, Li Hongru felt that Ouyang Xun was indeed like a thin old monkey.

According to the eldest grandson Wuji's joking personality, it is too normal to make this kind of poetry.

"Ouyang Xun also said that I was fat into dough," the eldest grandson Wuji said indignantly: "I just have a little blessing in my body, and I haven't reached the point where I shrink my head and even warm my back, and my crotch is afraid of the cold." Only by the heart, so the dough dough's point. ”

People are afraid of being called ugly, and they are also afraid of being ridiculed for being fat.

The eldest grandson Wuji was said by Ouyang Xun to be fat like a dough, and he was ridiculed for being wrong-minded.

The eldest grandson Wuji and Ouyang Xun each made a satirical poem to mock each other, which was half a catty and eight taels.

It's just that Xu Jingzong inserted it again to help, which also made the eldest grandson Wuji think about revenge.

Li Hongru only felt that these literati were too troublesome to scold, and there were too many twists and turns.

Li Hongru was glad that he didn't go to the court, so he didn't have to face these doors.

The three of them talked to each other a few times, and Xu Jingzong urged again and again.

This made Li Hongru have to make another poem with the theme of horses.

This is some of his old themes to use.

"The lower official just rushed back to Chang'an City from Bohai County today to perform his duties, so I forgive the lower official for daring to speak."

Li Hongru said that he was about to open his mouth to chant poetry, and the Tang Emperor in the distance pricked up his ears to listen.

"The north and south drove to report the main situation, and the river lace grass smiled at his life. Three hundred and sixty days a year, most of them go on horseback. ”

This is derived from Qi Jiguang's "Immediately", Yongma, which also belongs to Yongren.

The poem mentions that the battle between the north and the south is to repay the emperor's trust in me, and the flowers and plants on the banks of the north and south rivers and border passes laugh at me for always running around in this life, and I spend three hundred and sixty days a year on the battlefield on a war horse with weapons.

The short poems are not inferior to the "Yima" poems of the eldest grandson Wuji, and Li Hongru also made a suitable sycophancy poem to the Tang Emperor.

In addition to this, the poem is not without a sense of purpose.

If Xu Jingzong and others are compared to river lace grass, there is nothing wrong with it.

"This is a person who works, laughing at our group of people who don't work," Ouyang Xun was the first to sigh to himself.

"This poem is really good," the eldest grandson Wuji said happily.

He's the one who works, and he has one body here for pleasure, and two bodies for work.

For a while, the eldest grandson Wuji was quite satisfied with the poem made by Li Hongru, and felt that this poem was professionally tailored for him.

"Good!"

Tang Huang nodded.

The meaning of the poems has its own understanding.

Who belongs to the poem, what feelings are brought when interpreting it, and there are also different feelings.

"I'm also a worker, I work every day," Xu Jingzong said stupidly.

He instigates people, but he can afford to lose.

When Emperor Tang nodded, Xu Jingzong had already taken the handwriting on the grass floor and asked people to hand it over.