In the crowd, Cheng Chumo's voice was still heard by the people in front of the pavilion, even if he didn't deliberately shout, he couldn't stand the naturally loud voice.

Moreover, the Cheng family's brother stood in the crowd, tall and armless, and the sixteen-year-old Qin Huaidao was also a burly man, how could this group not attract the attention of others?

"Hey, who should I be, it turned out to be the Cheng family's stupid, just a few garlic heads, are you embarrassed to come to this Sven land?"

It was Du He who spoke, and Du Ruhui, the Duke of Laiguo, unfortunately died young in the fourth year of Zhenguan, leaving only two sons, Du Wei and Du He.

The eldest son, Du Gou, was a loyal man, and he was a small official in the court, and he lived a solid life.

Only this young son Du He is idle all day long, and likes to mix with some second-generation princes, playing chickens and dogs, drinking and having fun.

"Du Lao Er, who do you say is the big fool? See if I don't tear your stinky mouth—"

was insulted in public by Du He, a kid, and the clay man would also have three points of anger, not to mention Cheng Chumo, who was five big and three rough.

"How dripping, want to fight, right? ——”

Although Du He is thin and withered, Chai Lingwu next to him is also a big-shouldered and round-waisted, brave and ruthless person.

"Cheng Chumo, do you see it, tonight here is a poem, and he was rated as the leader on the spot, and there are fifty taels of gold as the color head."

"If you really have two strokes, go to the left and write a poem, and if you don't think you have those two brushes, it will not be difficult for you, so go to the right side and drink two bowls of old wine, and stay where you can cool——"

Fang Yiai saw that the old Cheng brothers and the old Qin brothers were coming, and he was afraid that his side would suffer a loss if he really fought, so he hurriedly stood up and used words to squeeze Cheng Chumo.

"This ......"

This really stumped Cheng Chumo, not to mention letting him write poems, even if he was asked to read ready-made poems, he might not be able to recognize all the words.

"Haha, no, if it doesn't work, let's admit defeat quickly-"

"Even if you don't pee like yourself, are you the ones who can write poetry? ——”

"Brother Zhang's words are reasonable, even if they can write it, how can they be the opponent of the eldest grandson? ——”

People who blow trumpets and carry sedan chairs are everywhere they go.

What's more, everyone can see that tonight's leader may be none other than Changsun Chong.

Don't you see, this night, our personable eldest grandson is all hanging around the beautiful "third lady"?

Everyone coaxed together, and the crowd watching the excitement also split to both sides, and forcibly revealed Li Zhi and the six of them completely.

"Big brother, why don't we go? ……”

Old Sancheng muttered quietly.

"Brother Chu Mo, if you want to have fun, you have to promise that person, isn't it just to write a poem and ask them what rules they have."

At this moment, Li Zhi suddenly said in a loud voice.

But instead of speaking to the people in the pavilion, he spoke to Cheng Chumo, as if the people opposite were not worth talking to him at all.

"This ......"

Cheng Chu was stunned, although he knew Li Zhi's identity, but he was only an eight-year-old child, how could he be Changsun Chong's opponent?

Although Cheng Chu is a little more honest, he is not really stupid, in the entire Chang'an City, there are not many young people who can find out who overshadowed Changsun Chong in Wendao, an eight-year-old Li Zhi......

"Brother Chu Mo, don't worry, you won't suffer."

Seeing that Li Zhi came forward, Qin Huaidao, who had always been steady, would naturally stand on his side, and also spoke persuasively.

That's it, let's die, these brothers are all standing up for themselves.

"Chai Lingwu, let's talk about your rules for writing poems, your grandfather Cheng will follow-"

The people of the old Cheng family have always been the masters of the donkey and not the fall, even if they are weak in their hearts, they will not delay what they say, and they are still hard.

"Hahaha, you don't want to call you Cheng Dasha, since you want to be bored with yourself, my brother will simply fulfill you."

"Tonight's requirements are also very simple, just use this Lantern Festival night as the background, the form is not limited, whether it is poetry or fu, even if you write a pair, as long as you can be rated as the top of the audience, you will win."

Chai Lingwu said loudly, but his eyes looked directly at Li Zhi, it was this kid who made a provocative statement.

After a few years, Li Zhi is already eight years old, and his body has begun to grow, and with the size of later generations, it is almost 1.4 meters now.

Because Li Zhi is still young, and he has always stayed in the "Lizheng Palace" all these years, he has not gone out much.

In the past six months, he has only run to the Qin Mansion, and none of the second generations of these princes present know him.

Only the eldest grandson rushed to this side and looked at it twice, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Things have come to this point, Li Zhi naturally will not flinch, in front of everyone's eyes, Li Zhi walked out calmly, and walked straight to the long table on the left.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all ready-made, Li Zhi took a piece of unused rice paper in one hand, and lifted the pen in the other, only to see that after a little thought, he wrote a piece of sprinkling with a brush.

Is that the end of it?

Li Zhidu had already retreated, Chai Lingwu and the others had not yet reacted, and the Cheng family brothers and the Qin family brothers were also sweating.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, a little kid who doesn't have any hair, what good poetry can he write."

Chai Lingwu strode over, picked up the piece of paper written by Li Zhi, and looked at it seriously.

Well, there are still some words that he doesn't know much.

"Eldest grandson, let's take a look-"

Chai Lingwu had no choice but to take this piece of paper, thinking about handing it over to Changsun Chong's hand.

"Brother Ling Wu, for the sake of fairness, let's just give it to the two doctors."

The eldest grandson Chong pretended to be generous.

It turned out that the two elders in the center of the pavilion turned out to be doctors invited from Taixue.

"Haha, that little boy just now dared to come out to fight, it's already very commendable, don't force it too much, now that the writing is finished, I'll take it over and let the old man wait for it——"

Since this doctor of Taixue was invited by Changsun Chong, he will naturally rush towards Changsun from his position, but in front of so many people, some scenes still have to be said in place.

Moreover, the two of them are also full of confidence in Changsun Chong's talent.

The poem "Song on the First Month" written by Changsun Chong tonight, although it cannot be called a peerless masterpiece, it is also a rare work that was hastily made on such an occasional occasion.

And the other party seems to be just a child under the age of ten, what good poetry can he write?

"Ah, this...... Is this a poem? How can Shiyu write so majestic? ”

"Let me see, ah-good, good, good, where is this the best in the audience, it is clearly a masterpiece that can illuminate the ages-"

"Yes, yes, have I ever had such a poem in Datang? From ancient times to the present, has anyone ever written a better Shangyuan poem than this? ”

Two doctors of Taixue, you take it and I drag it over, and the two of them are admiring and appreciating the piece of paper written by Li Zhi as if no one is around.

The people around me looked stupid and listened stupidly.

It's itchy like a cat scratching in their hearts, what did the child write?

Changsun Chong didn't care at first, there were naturally many people in the entire Tang Dynasty who were better than his poetry, but he dared to guarantee that there was absolutely no one present today.

The eldest grandson Chong is no more than seventeen years old, but he has already broken through to the realm of "gentleman" in Wendao, and he is even more powerful than Li Tai, the king of Wei.

Would he worry about a child less than ten years old who could surpass his poetry?

However, the operation of these two Taixue doctors completely confused the eldest grandson Chong, who was in Zhizhu's hands.

"Eldest grandson, can you go and bring it over and let my third lady appreciate it? ——”

The third lady also saw the unusual behavior of the two Taixue doctors, and she also wanted to know what the child had written on the paper.

stared at the paper from afar, and almost wanted to take it directly through the air.

Fortunately, Yun'er, who was standing behind her, found the clue and secretly stopped the third lady, so she didn't make that shocking move.

"Ah...... The third lady wants to see it, so I'll go down and bring it to you. ”

The eldest grandson Chong was stunned for a moment, in fact, he also wanted to know what was written on the paper.

"This ...... How is this possible? How could it be! ——”

Changsun Chong took the piece of paper and carefully read it twice from top to bottom.

The font, the penmanship, the rhetoric, the momentum......

How could it be the work of a child?

Even if you reach the realm of Confucianism, can you write such a poem?

By the way, that's actually a poem?

The so-called poetry is what was later called "words".

However, in the Tang Dynasty, poetry was the protagonist of this era, but Shiyu was not taken seriously, and even some literati despised Shiyu very much.

However, the poem in front of him shocked the eldest grandson Chong speechless.

"Two gentlemen, tonight's leader must be none other than this poem, this son...... Ben Gongzi lost ......"

Changsun Chong stood up, bowed slightly to the two Taixue doctors, and glanced at Li Zhi not far away with confused eyes.

Shaking his head, he staggered away from the other direction.

"This ...... The eldest grandson, the eldest grandson, wait for me—"

Seeing the sudden departure of Changsun Chong, Chai Lingwu and the others were also stunned, and hurriedly separated from the crowd and chased after them.

Such a change was beyond everyone's expectations.

The presiding officer was gone, and there was no need for anyone to stay any longer, though there were still many people who wanted to know what was written on that piece of paper.

In the end, no one dared to go to the pavilion, and the difference in identity and status still seriously affected people's cognition and actions.

In an instant, the people who watched the excitement walked away.

"Hahaha, Jin ...... Ninth Prince, you are really a god, too godly, that's fifty taels of gold, how many meals is enough for us to eat and drink——"

Cheng Chumo went to take tonight's lottery for the first time, fifty taels of gold, even if it was a princely family like them, it was a lot of wealth.

"Brother Chu Mo, this is won by the Ninth Prince, how can you ......"

Qin Huaidao wanted to go over and take the gold, but was stopped by Li Zhi.

"Brother Huaidao, friends already have the friendship of wealth, and this lottery is also obtained by everyone together, and it is the same for everyone. But when you go out to eat and drink one day, you must call all the brothers, Brother Chu Mo can't swallow it by himself——"

Li Zhi naturally doesn't care about these things outside his body, whether it is the Qin family or the Cheng family, they are all the meritorious families of the Tang Dynasty.

Since he came to this world and is destined to walk with the children of these two families, he will naturally take care of them and will not let those bad endings appear again.

"Hey, that's weird, what about the paper?"

The two doctors of Taixue finally woke up from the shock of the poem, and when they went to look for the paper with the poem written on it, they were nowhere to be found.

This made the two Taixue doctors chagrined.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, Brother Liu, it's not just a poem that covers the Tang Dynasty, but also a calligraphy that I've never seen before."

"Brother Song, don't worry, let's take advantage of the memory to write down the whole poem first."

Since the piece of paper was gone, the two doctors hurriedly found paper and pencils, and quickly wrote the poem silently.

"It's a pity that the words below are too different from this poem, and it lowers its grade."

Although he was already very attentive, the doctor surnamed Song still shook his head and sighed.

Not only was the piece of paper gone, but the two women who were sitting and standing in the pavilion also disappeared quietly.

Not only was the piece of paper gone, but the two women who were sitting and standing in the pavilion also disappeared silently, as if they had never appeared.

Li Zhi's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, as if he had missed something.

……

The next day, the first big court meeting of the new year, Li Shimin was particularly happy.

It took several years to withstand the countless shorts and shorts of the Yushitai, and the new palace group that Li Shimin had in mind was finally able to be opened, and he no longer had to continue to govern in the Daxing Palace left by the former Sui.

"Daming Palace" is the name of this new palace group, the whole palace can be divided into two parts: the former dynasty and the inner court, the former dynasty is mainly to the court, and the inner court is mainly to live and feast.

The center of the previous dynasty is Hanyuan Hall (Outer Dynasty), Xuanzheng Hall (Middle Dynasty), Zichen Hall (Inner Dynasty), there are Taiye Pond in the inner court, more than 30 places such as various halls, pavilions, and views.

Of course, what can be officially put into use now is only half of the plan, but Li Shimin can't wait.

The origin of Daming Palace, there is also a strange legend.

When it was first built, a bronze treasure mirror was excavated from the construction site, and Wei Zheng recognized it as the treasure of the town that Qin Shi Huang had used to clear dissidents, called "Qin Mirror".

Legend has it that it can see the internal organs of the human body, and it can be seen in detail.

More importantly, it can also reflect the loyalty of the ministers and the rise and fall of the country's fortunes.

After the completion of the Daming Palace, the "Qin Mirror" was hung on the court to deter demons, and there was a saying that "the mirror was hung high" in the future.

There is a treasure mirror guard, and it is a righteous and bright school, so it is called "Daming Palace".

"Hahaha, Zhongqing, at the beginning of the new year, I will discuss politics in this 'Daming Palace' from now on, may my Datang be prosperous and eternal and prosperous——"

When the emperor is so happy, the courtiers will naturally echo it, even Wei Zheng, who likes to find fault the most, is not good to say much.

Although, Wei Zheng still thinks from the bottom of his heart that the construction of such a luxurious "Daming Palace" is simply the act of Emperor Yang of Sui.

It's a pity that today's Datang has indeed opened a prosperous era, and the ministers are not opposed, no matter how stubborn they are, it is inevitable that they will be a little ignorant.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, today's 'Daming Palace' is newly opened, and my Datang Dynasty gave birth to a masterpiece last night, is it that God is signaling?"

Just when the ministers were all promising Li Shimin, Kong Yingda, the prince of the country and the prince of Qufu County, laughed "haha" on the side, which was completely different from his humble and gentlemanly style of following the rules in the past.

Even so, no one dared to participate in his crime of dereliction in front of the palace.

Kong Yingda is over 60 years old, with gray hair but red face, which is a real "half-step literary and Taoist spirit" realm.

"Oh, did Chongyuan get another good piece? How about taking it out and admiring it with the people? ”

The Tang Dynasty governs the country with Confucianism, Kong Yingda is not only a descendant of Confucius, but also has such outstanding personal strength, Li Shimin naturally respects it very much.

"Your Majesty's words are wrong, how can you call it 'again'? Compared with this work, the poems that the old man saw before were unsightly—"

Okay, this old man Kong, not only refuted Li Shimin to his face in one sentence, but also beat all the literati in the world to death with one shot?

Wei Zheng on the side was stunned, as if he felt that this old man Kong had robbed him of his lines, and you dared to use "Your Majesty's words are bad"?

"Really? Kong Qing quickly presented-"

Although Li Shimin has extraordinary military strength and outstanding military achievements, he is also an extremely literate person, and his "flying white" is even more outstanding, and he is especially happy with the two kings in calligraphy.

Zhang Ananda, who was standing on the side, understood, hurriedly walked down from the top of the golden platform, and took a volume of manuscripts from Kong Yingda's hand.

"This ...... This is a masterpiece of the world, a masterpiece of the world! Kong Qing, which Confucian sage's poem is this? Although it is only a poem, it can be called the first work of the past and present——"

Li Shimin had already stood up from the dragon chair, holding the manuscript with both hands, trembling with excitement......