Datang: Starting from Li Jiancheng

Chapter 117 Poetry Conference
"Okay, okay, I've written it all down, don't worry." Dou Yinger nodded, then pursed her lips and said, "Let's go, it's getting late."

Luo Bin responded, and then took Dou Yinger out of Wuhou Mansion.

"Where are we going?"

Dou Yinger hasn't been out during the day for a long time, so today she is very excited.

"Where do you want to go?" Luo Bin raised his eyebrows and looked at Dou Yinger.

Unlike Dou Yinger, he would come out for a walk almost every day, and casually didn't think there was anything unusual about Chang'an City.

Dou Yinger thought for a while after hearing the words, then pointed to a teahouse and said, "Let's go to the teahouse in front to listen to books, it must be very interesting."

"Okay." Luo Bin responded, and then led Dou Yinger in.

The two of them found a random place and sat down, listening to the storyteller old man Taotao without realizing it.

What the old man was telling was exactly the story of a generation of famous prostitutes and poor scholars that Luo Bin told in a public lecture at Taiping Academy a few months ago, but this story had been changed beyond recognition.

Dou Yinger frowned, "What and what is this old man talking about?"

"That girl and Xiucai clearly love each other sincerely, and Xiucai has never disliked the girl, let alone married the princess. What is he talking about?"

Luo Bin sighed softly when he heard the words, "Don't be angry, a story is destined to change after it passes through the mouths of many people."

"It's like Bingzhou, it will change after changing a master."

After hearing Luo Bin's words, Dou Yinger pursed her lips, looked at Luo Bin with some distress, then frowned and asked, "What do you want to do now?"

"If possible, I would like to sneak a trip to Bingzhou." Luo Bin rubbed his brows helplessly, "After all, except me, no one in Bingzhou can control Hou Junji."

"It's... a bit difficult for you." Dou Yinger frowned upon hearing this, "Li Shimin sees you so closely, if you leave Chang'an within three days, Li Shimin may know about it."

"And it's not a small crime for you to leave Beijing without an imperial decree." Dou Yinger smacked her lips, and then continued: "And even if you successfully left Chang'an and arrived in Bingzhou, and handled everything very smoothly, So what?"

"Hou Junji only needs to secretly write a letter to Li Shimin, saying that you have gone to Bingzhou, and all this will be over for you. In other cases, even if you rebel, you will be passive."

After saying that, Dou Yinger raised her eyebrows at Luo Bin again, "You don't have to worry, just think about it yourself."

"It's best to think about it. If we don't think about it, we can only tear ourselves apart with Li Shimin, unless you don't want to take care of Bingzhou."

"..."

After hearing Dou Yinger's words, Luo Bin felt his head hurt even more, so he got up and said, "Let's go, this old man's storytelling made me have a headache, let's go look elsewhere."

"That's good, I don't like to listen to the messy changes he made." Dou Yinger responded, and then quickly followed Luo Bin.

The two went out for a while, and suddenly saw a group of people rushing to one place.

Seeing this, Dou Yinger was stunned, then stepped forward and grabbed someone casually and asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

The man first glanced at Dou Ying'er with great disgust, then frowned and said, "Madam, who do you call big brother?"

"..."

Dou Ying'er smiled awkwardly when she heard this, "I, EWEZ, said that wrong, I said it wrong..."

Then he touched his nose and said, "Where are you going? It looks very lively."

"Did you see the teahouse in front? The richest man in Chang'an bought it there yesterday, saying that he will hold a poetry conference today. Whoever wins No. 1 will get ten taels of silver!" The passer-by explained briefly, and then said : "If you are interested, hurry up, lest it will start in a while."

Dou Yinger raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and then turned to look at Luo Bin, "Aren't you a Poetry Fairy? How about it, are you interested in going in and giving it a try?"

"..."

Luo Bin pursed his lips and sighed slightly: "Let's go, there is nothing to do anyway."

After saying that, the two of them entered the teahouse not far ahead together.

When the two entered, the teahouse was full of people, Luo Bin took Dou Yinger to find a random place and sat down.

"Isn't this Marquis Wu? Master Hou is here too?"

Someone in the crowd yelled, and Luo Bin immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"My God, what can we compare to when Marquis Wu is here? This is Shi Xian."

"That's right, this No.1 is definitely not suspenseful, it really belongs to Marquis Wu."

Everyone was discussing in low voices in the crowd, and many people even went outside after seeing Luo Bin.

Seeing this, Luo Bin frowned, then stood up and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I'm here today to watch the fun, not to compete."

After listening to Luo Bin's words, everyone felt relieved.

At this moment, a kind old man came out from the inner room, who seemed to be the richest man in Chang'an City, Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen also saw Luo Bin as soon as he went out, and immediately stepped forward to him and leaned down, "Caomin has seen Lord Hou."

"You don't need to be too polite." Luo Binxu helped Mr. Chen, and then said, "I'm just here to watch the fun, not the competition. Mr. Chen doesn't need to take care of me. The competition can come as it should."

Old Chen nodded when he heard the words, and then continued: "It just so happens that although the grassroots prefer poetry, they are not very good at it. It would be much more reasonable for Lord Hou to be the judge of our poetry competition today."

Luo Bin smiled when he heard the words, then nodded and said: "Then, I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

"it is good."

Mr. Chen nodded, then returned to the stage and said: "I think everyone knows that our Tang Dynasty was unfortunately defeated in the battle with the Turks a while ago, and we had no choice but to reach the shameful Weishui alliance with them."

"This has made many people unhappy, but the old man thinks that a temporary failure means nothing. As long as we have hope and high morale, there will be a day of victory."

"So, we will use this as our theme today and let everyone compose a patriotic poem on the spot!"

After saying that, Mr. Chen pointed to Luo Bin again and said, "Today our Marquis Wu, who is also a model for thousands of students, and a poetic fairy in the mouth of the people, will be the No. 1 selector today!"

Luo Bin below couldn't help coughing lightly when he heard the words, and then touched his nose in embarrassment.

After all, all his poems were copied...

"Okay, now is the time for everyone to write poems freely. If anyone thinks about it, they can go ahead and write it down."

The four outer walls of the teacup are hung with long sheets of paper, and the poems written on them can be seen by everyone.

(End of this chapter)