Datang: Stop pretending, you are a peerless expert

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Wu Yun, lucky to meet you."

Su Yu was a little agitated, but in front of so many literati and poets, she naturally wouldn't go too far.

Especially when Li Shimin and Du Ruhui were present, it was not good for them to show their seductive side right after they got married.

"Young Master Taibai, since you say these poems are not good, can you please compose a poem with one step?"

Wu Yun laughed.

"Yes, you can do it."

"Hmph, I'm afraid I can't read."

"We don't bully you, as long as we can beat one of me, we will let you go."

"I'm afraid it's just a good skin."

A group of literati waved their folding fans, totally looking down on Su Yu.

At this time, Su Yu was dressed in white, wearing a pussy hair, followed by Xue Ji.

He looks so handsome, he looks like a dude at first glance, and the embroidered pillows are fancy but useless.

"Everyone, you can't judge people by their appearance. Although Mr. Taibai is handsome, you can't conclude that he has no talent."

"Master Taibai, please compose a poem."

Wu Yun laughed.

Xue Ji was not very happy behind her, this Wu Yun oiran stared at Su Yu with both eyes.

The woman's sixth sense told her that Wu Yun was a vixen.

"Okay, let's ask questions."

Su Yu sneered in his heart and said: I am familiar with three hundred Tang poems, so I am afraid of you scumbags?
"Mr. Taibai, we just took the willow tree as the theme, so I ask you to compose a poem with the willow tree as the theme."

Wu Yun pointed to the willow tree beside the pond.

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui listened attentively, and they were also looking forward to it.

Su Yu usually has a lot of tricks in governing the country, and he is also good at calligraphy.

Just don't know how literary talent is?
Su Yu smiled slightly, and chanted:
"Jasper makes up a tree."

After hearing this, the literati shook their heads and said, "The first sentence is okay."

"Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down."

Wu Yun nodded: "Alright."

"I don't know who will cut the thin leaves."

Hearing the third sentence, the literati poet was a little surprised.

Wu Yun waited for the last sentence.

"The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

After reciting He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willow", the literati and poets present were shocked.

This poem may seem plain, but it is almost perfect.

Isn't this guy an embroidered pillow?

Wu Yun clapped his hands and praised: "Young Master Taibai is such a good poem, Wu Yun has never heard such an exquisite poem about chanting willows."

Li Shimin also likes to write poems. After listening to Su Yu's "Ode to the Willow", he immediately understood that this poem can be passed down through the ages.

Gee
To put it casually, it is a poem that has been passed down through the ages.

Is my virtuous brother still a person?
"What is this, I'll give you a long one."

Su Yu smiled slightly.

"The tide of the spring river connects with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea coexists with the tide"

Su Yu recited Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night", which is said to be the best single poem in the Tang Dynasty.

Although Zhang Ruoxu has only one poem handed down to later generations, this one alone makes him a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty.

"I don't know how many people will return by the moon, and the falling moon will fill the river and trees."

After the recitation, the literati and poets exploded on the spot.

this poem
Wonderful.

"This is a poem I can never write in my life."

"Will you just open your mouth?"

"No wonder he said we were shit."

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui were even more shocked.

Only Xue Ji was puzzled.

Are these poems great?
Aren't these what Su Yu taught primary school students in Zhuangzi?
Could it be that these literati in Chang'an City are not as good as the primary school students in Sujiazhuang?

"My lord, what's wrong with them? Aren't the two poems you mentioned very common?"

Xue Ji wondered.

usually?

Su Yu's maid actually said the poems that have been passed down through the ages are normal?
A poet said: "This is a famous poem through the ages, you, a maid, dare to say it is normal."

Xue Ji was puzzled: "I will too."

The literati are so polite:
"Presumptuous, we recognize your son, he is indeed a genius, we are ashamed of ourselves."

"But you are just a maid, how dare you be presumptuous."

"Could it be that you are making fun of us as a maidservant like you?"

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui looked at Xue Ji in surprise.

"That's right, it's normal."

Miss Wu Yun said: "Then, can I invite you to play a song?"

"Li Liyuan is on the grass, one year old and one year old.

Wild fire, in spring.

Yuanfang invades the ancient road, and Qingcui connects to the deserted city.

Send Wang Sun to go again, full of love. "

Xue Ji recited a song that Su Yu usually taught.

Xue Ji didn't know that this song "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" was the famous work of Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi.

With this poem, Bai Juyi became famous in Chang'an.

The literati and poets present were completely shocked. After ten years of hard work, they were self-confident and educated, and they were not as good as Su Yu, a maidservant.

"Master Su, we are convinced."

"admire."

"admire."

All the literati and poets admired him.

Wu Yun was amazed, what kind of young master can train his personal maid to be more powerful than the talented men in Chang'an City.

Is this person Wenquxing descending to earth?

"Mr. Taibai is so talented, Wu Yun admires him. The little girl is in Guanyue Tower in Pingkangfang. If you have time, you can come to Xiaoxu."

Wu Yun paid homage.

"Come whenever you are free."

Su Yu laughed.

Li Shimin was still immersed in Xue Ji's poems at this time.

This poem is quite profound.

Li Liyuan Shangcao, that is, the villain with no talent in the court, occupying the high position in the court, the wild fire is endless, no matter how many people are killed, there will always be new villains appearing.

Is this satirizing my villain in power?

"The little girl is waiting in the building."

Wu Yun got on the sedan chair and returned to Pingkangfang.

These literati and poets are not even as good as a maid, and they all dispersed.

"My lord, could it be that I recited it wrong? Why are they all gone, and they look unhappy?"

Xue Ji asked.

"No, they are too scumbags, ignore them."

Su Yu laughed.

"Brother, let's go back to Yajian and drink."

"Okay, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home."

Li Shimin went back and drank until the sun set.

Looking at the sunset outside the window, Li Shimin suddenly frowned.

"What's the matter, brother?"

Su Yu asked.

Is there another trouble?
Li Shimin sighed and said, "I drank too much before I knew it, and I'm afraid that the old servant at home will tell me when I get home."

Du Ruhui knew that Li Shimin was talking about Wei Zheng.

Whenever Li Shimin has something out of the ordinary, Wei Zheng will know it immediately, and he will immediately complain about it the next morning.

I drank so much wine today, there must be someone who knows when I return to the palace.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, which cannot be concealed.

Wei Zheng must be writing a memorial at this time, and he has already thought about how to hate him.

"It's you who did something bad, so let me tell you?"

Su Yu laughed.

Sure enough, he is still at ease, being a wealthy son in Sujiazhuang, no one cares about him.

"Yeah, I tried to drive him away several times."

Li Shimin shook his head.

Su Yu said with a smile: "An old man in a family is like a treasure. If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't drive him away, but reward him heavily."

Li Shimin was surprised: "Why?"

Wei Zheng is Li Jiancheng's old party, and Li Shimin let him enter the court, in fact, he meant to stabilize people's hearts.

Reassure those ministers who once attached to Li Jiancheng in the court.

He didn't want to make any major cleanups in the court.

But that Wei Zheng was too much, and often made Li Shimin lose face.

Su Yu smiled and said, "I have a word, you can remember it."

"What?"

Li Shimin asked for advice.