Wang Bo, a famous talent, one of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, is as famous as Luo Bin Wang.

Li Qinzai's ears were buzzing with shock, and he stared at Wang Bo up and down with a shocked expression.

I like talented people, I really want to cut his brain and study it, how did the No. 1 essay in Chinese history "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" written, it's too awesome.

Then Li Qinzai suddenly came back to his senses, hey, no, "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion" was obviously written by me.

Li Qinzai, who was seriously lacking in morality, unconsciously puffed up his chest in the face of Wang Bo's adoring gaze at this moment, and his reserved arrogance carried a sense of righteousness and arrogance.

"That's right, I wrote the Preface to King Teng's Pavilion." Li Qinzai smiled and bowed, like an idol who met fans, if Wang Bo was a little more fanatical, Li Qinzai would not mind signing his name on his ass.

Wang Bo's eyes lit up, and he didn't care whether Li Xian had broken the rules of respect and inferiority beside him, and rushed forward to salute respectfully: "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is deafening, and the first pun of the ages is well deserved. ”

Li Qinzai smiled: "It's too famous, I heard that you are also a rare talent in the Tang Dynasty, fortunately." ”

Wang Bo's face turned red, his excitement was overflowing, and the light in his eyes was the same as when fans saw idols.

The fans are so fanatical, of course, idols should be more cordial.

So Li Qinzai patted Wang Bo on the shoulder: "Little ghost, work hard, the world will eventually belong to you." ”

Wang Bo said excitedly: "Li Jungong's encouragement, the late life should be remembered. ”

Then Wang Bo hesitated for a moment and said: "Li Jungong may not believe it, in your work "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", many good sentences coincide with the mood of the late life, and every word of this work seems to be written into the heart of the late life......"

"It's like...... My life is for this "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" and exists, dreaming back at midnight, singing in a low voice, tossing and turning, tossing and turning......"

The corners of Li Qinzai's mouth twitched, it should have been yours, but who told me to copy it early, judging from the timeline, Wang Bo has not caused trouble because of his youth and frivolity, and he is still a scholar who is ignorant of the world and arrogant.

At present, of course, he can't write the wonderful sentences of nostalgia for his life in the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

According to the original historical trajectory, Wang Bo became famous at a young age, and when he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he entered the Pei Wangfu and became Li Xian's attendant.

It is precisely because life is going so smoothly that Wang Bo has a sparse and arrogant personality on weekdays, and there is no one in his eyes.

Once Li Xian and Li Xian brothers played cockfighting, and Wang Bo, who was so crazy, actually wrote the article "King Chicken of the Ying".

This article is actually also brilliant, and if you only look at the literary value, it is really amazing.

But this article deeply angered Li Zhi.

Li Xian and Li Xian are both imperial sons-in-law, brothers of the same father and mother, and the two brothers are abandoning their studies and having fun together, which is disliked by Li Zhi.

At this time, Wang Bo, who was the prince's attendant, actually fanned the flames and wrote this article "The Chicken of the King of Ying", encouraging the emperor's concubine to waste his studies and have fun, and what is even worse is that this article is suspected of dividing the feelings of the heavenly brothers.

The brothers play cockfighting, and you, an outsider, write an essay for Li Xian's cockfighting, to crusade against Li Xian's cockfighting, what is this not death?

So Wang Bo's later fate is self-evident, he was immediately expelled from Pei Wang's Mansion by Li Zhi, and since then, Wang Bo's life seems to be possessed by a mildew god, not only being degraded one after another, but also affecting his father's clan.

It is precisely because of the life experience of high and low walking, Wang Bo's life is more and more bumpy, and his perception of life is more and more profound.

And the Wang Bo in front of him is still in the stage of becoming famous at a young age and having a smooth life.

Hold him up to the sky, and he can't write "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion".

Therefore, "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" was written by Li Qinzai, and there is no dispute.

Although he is arrogant and arrogant, in front of the real everyone, Wang Bo still behaves very humblely, and he respects talent.

Li Qinjae immediately looked away and looked at Li Xian.

I couldn't help but wonder in my mind, I had never known Li Xian in my life, and it was freezing on this cold day, why did he go to this rural place from Chang'an to visit him?

Pressing the question, Li Qinzai immediately ordered a banquet to be held in the front hall.

First invite Li Xian and Wang Bo in, Zhang Da'an walked last, Li Qinzai glanced at him, and said with a smile: "What happened to Brother Da'an in the past two days, why is his nose blue and his face swollen?" ”

Zhang Daan said angrily: "It's not you yet!" What did you say to my brother, my brother came home and beat me, and every day after that, he found fault with me, and beat me up at every turn......"

Saying that, Zhang Da'an's eyes were filled with tears, he twisted his head, secretly wiped away his tears very manly, and said sadly: "Although you and I have a conflict, it is not a common enemy, why do you want to fight with me endlessly!" ”

"It's only been a few days, and three sticks have broken in the house......"

Li Qinzai wanted to laugh, but seeing Zhang Da'an's sad appearance, it seemed a little rude to laugh at this time.

So Li Qinzai tried his best to control his expression, and said in a deep voice: "Your stick is too unstrong, didn't Brother Ling consider changing it to an iron?" ”

Zhang Da'an was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "I told you such a tragic thing, you actually talked to me about why the stick is not iron,...... It's too much of a deception! ”

At this time, Li Xian, who had already walked into the front hall, suddenly turned around and said, "Da'an, what did you tell you when you came?" You must not be rude in front of Li Jungong! ”

Zhang Da'an was stupid, and then glared at Li Qinzai fiercely.

Everyone entered the front hall, and the guests took their seats.

The maids entered with wine and food, and the hall was suddenly peaceful and harmonious.

Li Qinzai accompanied Li Xian and Wang Bo to drink, talking and laughing during the banquet, and did not ask Li Xian about his intentions.

After three rounds of drinking, Li Xian put down the wine cup and finally took the initiative to speak.

"Li Jungong, Xian took the liberty to visit today, and he has three meanings."

"One is to admire Li Jungong for the country's conquest, a battle outside the black bone city, the soldiers are in a desperate situation, but the foot has the heart of martyrdom, calmly to die, noble righteousness, unyielding bones, the tears of virtuous news do not stop, far away in the Pei Wang's mansion, but also respect Li Jungong three white, as a respect."

"Those who miss the fascination, see it in person today, it is enough to comfort their lives."

After speaking, Li Xian got up, faced Li Qinzai, and bowed respectfully.

Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, and even though he got up to return the salute, he was pressed by Li Xian on the shoulder.

"Duke Li Jun deserves this gift, there is no need to be humble, the Tang Dynasty has loyal and virtuous ministers such as dukes, which is the luck of the father and the emperor, and the luck of the society."

Li Qinzai grinned: "Your Highness has praised it falsely, and I am ashamed ......"

Li Xian shook his head and said: "The second meaning is today, Xian and his brother Li Xian have not seen each other for a long time, and they were secretly summoned to Beijing by their father and queen mother on the same day, and they have been busy with mundane affairs, and they have no time to take a break. ”

Li Qinzai smacked his lips.

Today's first acquaintance, Li Xian can't tell whether he is good or bad, but looking at the level of other people's speech, it is like a spring breeze, and the enemies who don't share the sky can't bear to refuse him.