Glancing at everyone's barrage, Li Ke picked up a little quietly: "Say that you are all nine leaky fish, you have to say that I am, this is Liu Xiyi's poem "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla". ”

"Don't lie to me, Liu Xiyi We all know that he is the minister of the Holy Sect Dynasty, the highest official to the minister at that time, but how can there be this poem in the poem written by Liu Xiyi?"

"That's it, the anchor, you're the Nine Leaky Fish, right?"

"Even if you don't want to say it, you shouldn't just make it up."

Li Ke was stunned for a moment, and his forehead ...... He suddenly remembered one thing, Liu Xiyi was indeed the position of Shangshu under the jurisdiction of the Supreme Shangshu Province, but whether he wrote this poem or not, Li Ke really didn't know.

How could he have the energy to pay attention to this, in the late Tang Dynasty, although the constitutional monarchy was not officially announced, in fact, people already knew it, and there was no official announcement, but it was actually implemented.

Shangshu and others in Shangshu Province are all elected for ten years at a time, and then elected once every ten years, with no more than two consecutive re-elections.

In the later stage, Li Ke didn't care much about some trivial matters, but because of his identity and status, he really couldn't publicly announce this matter to the public.

It's just that when he died, he made an edict and announced the matter to the public.

However, although he was basically the prime minister of Shangshu Province in the later period, Li Ke also had to take care of some important things, and after so many years, many things, for the stability of Datang, he inevitably could not stay out of the matter.

The son-in-law's words really touched Li Ke a lot, he didn't expect his little son-in-law to know her so well.

And he knew this poem because of the amazing memory of his previous life, and he had only learned this poem in his first life.

This...... Think about it, Liu Xiyi's life must be different from Li Ke's first life, Liu Xiyi was probably born in the 33rd year of Datang, and the education he received after birth was Datang's new education system, which of course could not be the same as his original life.

It is naturally unknown whether this poem will be made.

Forehead...... Accidentally copied another one?

It's okay to copy it in your last life, but in this life, you're still copying?

Li Ke was somewhat helpless, but the poem had already been spoken, and this was indeed the biggest feeling in his heart just now.

Things are not people, and the vicissitudes of life.

More than 1,400 years have passed, and people don't know how many generations have passed, but these things are still there.

"Okay, I had a showdown, I actually wrote it." Li Ke spread his hands helplessly.

The barrage people are numb.

“？？？”

“？？？ What did you do? Although I am not a scholar of literature, but we have also gone to school, can you make ancient poems of this level? ”

"I'd better treat it as if it was written by Liu Xiyi."

……

"Can you find it from a thousand eyes? I can't find it, that's what I wrote. Li Ke shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

Having lived for more than a hundred years and been an emperor for decades, Li Ke will not be affected by anyone at all now.

But this live broadcast room still has to be maintained, after all, make money, don't shudder, he still has to rely on these fans to make money and visit this Datang.

There are many places he wants to see, and there are many places he wants to know about.

He doesn't care about the future of Datang, Datang's technology, and Datang's political system, etc.

But he cares about the past of the Tang Dynasty and the places that once left deep scenes in his memory.

And if you want to go to these places, you need money.

He has never been short of money in his previous life, and he will definitely not be short of money in this life.

But in this era, he can only make money by relying on the ability of his predecessor, otherwise, he will not know anything, make a fart, and the warehouse in his mind has long disappeared without a trace.

He's just an ordinary guy now.

Li Ke's words made the people in the live broadcast room speechless.

"Brothers, it's broken, it can't really be that he wrote it."

"If you can't even search for a thousand eyes...... I can't find any other reason, after all, this poem is very well written, especially the sentence 'The flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year', it is too feeling, if it was written by someone else, it would not be impossible to search on the Internet. ”

"Indeed, even this assignment is often submitted on the Internet, and it is really possible that it was written by Brother Ke if it can't be searched on Qianyan."

"I don't believe it, I'd rather believe that the Holy Sect is resurrected, and I don't believe that Ke Ge wrote this poem."

I have to say that because the influence of the Tang Dynasty in this world is too great, the traditional Tang literature still has some poetry appreciation and classical Chinese teaching in the traditional Tang literature classes, so the Tang students of this era, as long as they are not nine leaky fish, still have some appreciation ability for poetry.

The barrage exploded in an instant, but Li Ke shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to them, the barrage, just let them laugh at themselves.

"You may not know what kind of person the Holy Sect is, but I do." Li Ke raised his head and looked at the archway and said.

“？？？”

“？？？？？ You are? ”

"Who are you? Do you know? Even if you wrote the poem, but do you know the Holy Father? ”

"Laughing to death, wouldn't the anchor think he knew the Holy Sect after learning Li Ke's thoughts in political class when he was in school?"

"In the history department of my university, my doctoral supervisor once said that the Holy Sect is actually a very complex person, and his personality is completely different from what we learn in history books, although many documents left behind cannot be directly proven, but ordinary people can't understand so much."

"Come on, come on, I've been to Qinwangzhuang more than a dozen times, and I've listened to the tour guide countless times, I want to hear what the anchor has to say."

"Personally, I advise the anchor not to mess with the rhythm, otherwise he may be blocked in the live broadcast room."

……

Li Ke didn't watch the barrage, mainly because he couldn't watch it, especially a large number of them? swiped the screen away.

"In fact, there is a small story about this archway, you may not know that the three words of Qinwangzhuang on this archway are not inscribed by Taizong." Li Ke raised his head and looked at the three flying days on the archway, and said in a somewhat trance-like tone.

“？？？”

“？？？”

The barrage is swiping the screen again, you know you don't know what you're talking about?! How could it not be written by Taizong, who are the three words in the lower right corner Li Shimin?

Who would dare to sign their names there?

"You may not know that the Holy Father was very ...... when he was young Rebellious ......" Li Ke originally wanted to describe it as liking to cause trouble, but after thinking about it, it is better to take it easy, don't really let the live broadcast room be closed.

After all...... He still has to rely on this live broadcast room to eat, doesn't he?

"Moreover, when the Holy Sect was building Qin Wangzhuang, he was not placed by Taizong, and at that time he was just an ordinary prince." Li Ke said, and the whole person gradually fell into memories.

After all, for him, it has all been more than eighty years ago.