The song of the neon dress and feather coat is still playing, the music like a fairyland is ringing in the ears, Yang Yuhuan and several apprentices of Gongsun Auntie, dressed in gorgeous Tang brocade, are fluttering like butterflies on the stage.

However, no one in the audience has put their minds on them, and the traditional banquet reservation program of the Tang Dynasty has begun.

The banquet of the Tang people is not good without the psalms, especially the banquet organized by the royal family.

Although Li Longji did not say what the theme of the banquet poem was, he gave this order when the neon clothes and feather clothes were playing, coupled with Yang Yuhuan's sensitive identity, in fact, what the other party wanted to express was already obvious.

"Is there any! Don't you even have half a poem? ”

Uncle Zheng cleared the pen and transcribed on the paper, only hating Fang Chongyong for not saying a few words. He can't write poetry, but his level of appreciation has been exercised since he was a child!

What is the level of those two sentences written by Fang Chongyong just now, Zheng Shuqing knows very well in his heart: he has written poems all his life, and he can't write such sentences, he can't write a single sentence!

"Is it really just two sentences? It's better to have a rhythmic poem, if not, even if you make up a quatrain! With only two lines of poetry, what can it do? ”

Zheng Shuqing whispered in Fang Chongyong's ear, and the blood in his whole body was about to boil.

"Zheng Shilang, why don't you understand the truth of being too late? If I finish writing a whole poem, I dare to write it, do you dare to do it?

Is this your true level?

If the saint asks you to write a song of a slightly inferior quality, will you be able to write it? ”

Fang Chongyong asked angrily.

As soon as Lao Zheng was excited, he had a fever in his brain and made it again.

"I'll just ask......

After Zheng Shuqing heard Fang Chongyong's words, he was instantly stunned.

"And what do you say you want to do?"

Lao Zheng is good at this, knowing that he can't listen to people's persuasion, and he won't do it brutally.

Fang Chongyong said very reasonably, good cards still need to be played by masters, a little careless, a good card to play sparse situation is also often occurring.

"As soon as the song stops, you can immediately take these two lines of poetry and rush towards the saint while shouting."

Fang Chongyong said thoughtfully.

In fact, according to the normal process, Gao Lishi will personally collect the poems, and he will take away what he sees in his eyes, and if he can't see it, he will naturally be grateful and insensitive, and it is impossible to take it to stain Li Longji's eyes.

Imagine if a certain old man wrote a sentence such as "The sea is full of water, and the toad is your four-legged" to Li Longji, wouldn't it be a ruin to the saint's Yaxing?

He is the emperor, not the Chinese teacher who is responsible for changing the composition of the elementary school!

So in the end, there should be a small part of the poems sent to Li Longji. It's just that this "small part" is afraid that there are dozens of articles.

Although these two sentences of Qingping are very good, they are also easy to be buried.

If you want to fight for eyeballs, you can't follow the conventional routine!

Zheng Shuqing gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely!

Although there were many banquet etiquettes in the Tang Dynasty, they did not pay attention to subtlety, but you should not be on it, which was disrespectful to the host.

It is not uncommon for guests to sing and dance with the kabuki after drinking, and it is not uncommon for them to be treated as a joke afterwards. Zheng Shuqing's act of rushing to the saint to show off his poetry would have been disrespectful in the Han Dynasty, but in this era, it was just the right custom.

You can be crazy, as long as you are crazy and have goods in your stomach, this is the stage for you to become famous.

Of course, if you don't have the goods in your stomach and you run so flamboyantly to embarrass people, then you're sorry, and you will definitely become a laughing stock afterwards, and you may even be punished!

While thinking about it, the song of neon clothes and feathers ended, and Yang Yuhuan also withdrew from the stage with several apprentices of Gongsun Auntie, Shi Shiran.

"Don't miss the opportunity, don't miss it again, let's go!"

Fang Chongyong said to Zheng Shuqing a little nervously.

……

At this banquet, Li Longji's main purpose was to strip Yang Yuhuan from the identity of "Princess Shou" in the eyes of outsiders to a "free body".

And Fang Chongyong and Zheng Shuqing want to "untie the set", so that Li Longji will no longer hold a grudge against Yang Yuhuan and Tang Jin.

In addition to them, there was another person in the banquet who also had his own little abacus, and this person was Princess Yuzhen.

This person is Li Longji's half-sister and is extremely favored, but now she has become a female Taoist priest.

Of course, the female Taoist priests of the Tang Dynasty were not pure-hearted, at least not most of them. With the identity of a "Taoist", you can get rid of the shackles of the world, and there will be no constraints when meeting men.

Otherwise, whether it is a married woman or an unmarried woman, dealing with a man who is not related to her will always cause some criticism.

"Li Taibai, this opportunity, we must seize it."

Princess Yuzhen, who was wearing a Taoist robe, said to a middle-aged man beside her. This person is none other than Li Bai, who had a relationship with Fang Chongyong and them outside Chang'an City!

It's no wonder that when Li Bai heard about Zheng Shuqing's official position in the assassination of Shi, he didn't want to have a deep friendship with them at all, it turned out that he had already found a way.

No matter how good Zheng Shuqing's way is, can he beat Princess Yuzhen?

Li Bai's way is the long-lasting Princess Yuzhen! Li Longji is really good to this sister-in-law, of course, it is also because Princess Yuzhen has never asked about government affairs, and she has the same father and mother as him.

"So-and-so has already thought of it, it's a little bit, a little bit."

Li Bai bit the hairless end of the brush and pondered. Many times, writing poetry is like a person going around in circles in the mountains and forests full of thick fog, and he can't go out at all, he needs the guidance of a bright light.

That light is inspiration.

"Saint! Sage! I have it! I have it! ”

Li Bai didn't pay much attention when he heard a middle-aged man in a strange and gorgeous brocade robe running towards Li Longji's location.

He had just written the word "cloud" on a piece of paper, and his train of thought was interrupted by this shout, and it felt like being thrown to the ground by a horse while riding.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon!"

The man danced and handed the paper on which he had written the verses to Colliers.

Let's go!

Li Bai's pen fell on the table, and his hands rubbed his hair in pain, extremely remorseful!

"Why didn't I think of it, Yun Xiang clothes and flowers want to look! Why didn't I think of it! ”

He muttered to himself in frustration as he pounded the table.

"Li Taibai, but you're not feeling well?"

Princess Yuzhen asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, that sentence just now is really good, really good."

Li Bai smiled reluctantly at Princess Yuzhen, it's okay to put on music, but you can't put it on in front of your nobles. Otherwise, who will recommend themselves in the future?

"You have a good poem for the occasion. In the sentence just now, Poor Dao also felt that there would be no poems covering it at this banquet. ”

Princess Yuzhen frowned slightly and said.

Such a vulgar person actually danced with his hands and feet to offer such two otherworldly verses, which is really a tyrannical thing.

It is not only Princess Yuzhen who feels this way, but Li Longji, who is the party concerned, is also very confused. Zheng Shuqing is a "technocrat" who has some expertise in arithmetic, and his specialty is to make money, not to write poems.

"Zheng Aiqing, is that all? It's not enough to make up a quatrain. ”

Li Longji asked with a smile.

"O saint! Weichen is a wooden fish head, and if he can come up with these two sentences, he has exhausted all his life's poetic talent! Where are the following two sentences! ”

Zheng Shuqing firmly remembered Fang Chongyong's instructions, when he shouldn't be blind, he must not come out.

lest he be beaten into a pig's head by Li Longji.

"Lux, go and ask if anyone can catch these two sentences and continue to write. By the way, who can take it, appreciate the Hanlin Academy! ”

Li Longji frowned slightly, and whispered to Gao Lishi, who bowed over.

Colliers walked to the center of the stage and shouted at the top of his voice:

"The sage said, who can take these two sentences, and worship them in the Hanlin Academy.

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon! Whoever can pick it up will send it right away! ”

As soon as the words fell, Li Bai stood up excitedly, rushed to the stage and shouted at Li Longji:

"I plugged it, I hooked it up!

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon! ”

Li Bai didn't have time to write at all, and almost blurted out.

Gao Lishi was accustomed to seeing such a madman, so he frowned quietly and said, "Go to the saint's side and write down the two sentences just now." ”

"Good, good!"

Li Bai stepped forward, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced and wrote down these two poems. When he finished writing, he only felt refreshed, and the sulkness in his heart was all swept away!

"You're not...... Li Bai? ”

Li Longji remembered who the person in front of him was.

When he visited Luoyang, Li Bai once presented "Mingtang Fu" for himself, and later presented "The Great Hunting Fu". But Li Longji has always believed that the trouble of the imperial court lies in the lack of income, and what it needs is talents in financial management.

As for the rest, it is enough to follow the rules of the three provinces and six ministries, and as the Son of Heaven, there is no need to intervene.

Therefore, Li Longji is not very interested in a literati like Li Bai who is good at writing poems and songs. Besides, the imperial court at that time also had literary bigwigs like Zhang Jiuling and He Zhizhang. People like Li Bai who dedicate poems to seek officials can be said to be like carp crossing the river, and they abound.

The difference is only in the talent, and the quantity is absolutely not lacking!

Scarcity is precious, no matter how awesome Li Baishi is, he is also submerged in these vulgar people, so he has been unable to seek office.

"You are also talented, so from today onwards, you will be enshrined in the Hanlin Academy, live with me, and write poems for me."

These four lines of poetry slapped Yang Yuhuan's sycophant, and Li Longji was very comfortable, of course he didn't mind leaking a little scraps from between his fingers to send away an official like Li Bai.

"Thank you for the grace of the saints! Thank you for the grace of the saints! ”

Li Bai retreated with gratitude.

Zheng Shuqing also stepped back, returned to his seat, looked at Fang Chongyong, who was eating the food and asked in a low voice, "How is it?" You just performed okay, right? ”

Fang Chongyong made an "OK" gesture, and then continued to eat, ignoring Zheng Shuqing at all.

Probably no problem.

Zheng Shuqing saw Fang Chongyong's leisurely appearance and knew that it was okay, and at this time he found Wei Jian, who was sitting on the side, looking at him with strange eyes, so he defended weakly: "I was excited just now, and I couldn't hold back, hahahahaha." ”

"Those two sentences are really good."

Wei Jian said meaningfully, and glanced at Fang Chongyong thoughtfully, he just saw that it was written on paper by Fang Chongyong and copied by Zheng Shuqing. The Chang'an prodigy really lives up to his reputation, and he is very low-key, and he actually hides himself.

Fang Youde's son...... Seems to be a wonderful person.

Wei Jian kept Fang Chongyong in his heart quietly.

The show is over, and the drinking session of the banquet begins. The palace people put one jar after another of wine in the center of the stage and piled them up.

Guests can be picked up at any time without having to set up a large jar of wine around their table.

Fang Chongyong suddenly realized why the bureaucrats in the Tang Dynasty who drank so much alcohol did not drink alcohol at the banquet just now, and the official did not provide alcohol.

It turns out that there is an ambush here.

Soon, the liquor order began. Colliers' representative, Li Longji, announced that he would elect three people, Ming Fu, Lu Zi Shi, and Ji Zi Shi from among the guests, to be responsible for maintaining the order of drinking and drinking.

"Ming Mansion" is the honorific title of the county guard Yin since the Han and Wei dynasties, and the Tang Dynasty mostly refers to the county order. Because the banquet is equivalent to a group, it is necessary to elect a respected person to maintain order, so it is nicknamed "Ming Mansion".

Everyone unanimously recommended He Zhizhang, who has excellent wine on weekdays and loves wine as much as his life.

The lawyer must be a person who understands the alcohol order, understands the rhythm of music, and drinks a lot.

The legal affairs need to prepare the "cage platform" (also called the cage chip), which is a wine order set made of silver, which contains 20 order chips, 20 order flags, and 20 order chips (order flags and order chips, shaped like flags or 纛 shaped order chips, called punishment chips, like arrows in the army).

The law determines the rules and rhyme of the liquor order, deciding who will reward the wine and who will punish the wine.

Surprisingly, Li Longji asked Li Bai, who had just been in the limelight, to serve as the lawyer. I don't know if it's to give face to my sister Princess Yuzhen, or if I want to praise a literati to make a name for it.

It is also called a penalty matter, and it is in charge of law enforcement. Probably because of Li Longji's order, Gao Lishi directly pulled out Zhang Shouqi, who had just worshiped as the left minister, as the chief punishment.

He Zhizhang, Li Bai, Zhang Shouqi.

Does this combination imply something?

Fang Chongyong watched this grand banquet coldly, some people were depressed, some people were arrogant; Some people mourn, some people are happy. The colorful and gorgeous stage, and the staggered banquet, are like a prosperous scenery like a fire cooking oil.

The people here are energetic, and they are not afraid of tomorrow's end, as long as they are happy today.

Inside and outside the venue, under the gorgeous appearance, all wrapped in the core of cannibalism.

Where did these innumerable things at the banquet come from, Fang Chongyong didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't have to think about it.

The food and clothing of the Tang magnates naturally all come from the people's fat and ointment, and they pull out the wealth and grain from the mouths of the people to seek their own wealth and enjoyment.

These people don't produce themselves, so of course they can't eat themselves.

Fang Chongyong suddenly remembered the Kuizhou River, those farmers who had tumors on their backs, had to drink the water of the Yangtze River because they couldn't afford to drink mountain spring water and well water, and worked hard to reclaim wasteland by the Yangtze River.

Those people are people, and so are the dignitaries and dignitaries here. It's just that people are born different, and they are not equal.

"Can I leave early?"

Fang Chongyong felt that he was a little out of place with all this in front of him, and pulled Zheng Shuqing's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"Naturally, it can't be, doesn't the saint lose face?"

Zheng Shuqing scolded in a low voice.

"yes."

Fang Chongyong sighed with emotion.

"It's not easy to be a dog."

He muttered quietly.

"Who's to say it isn't."

Zheng Shuqing also echoed and continued: "But dogs can still eat some bones, if they become ants, they will be slaughtered." Would you rather be a dog or an ant? ”