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These scholars who were driven away knew that they were timid, so they didn't dare to say much, and each left with their sleeves covering their faces in fear.

Soon, less than half of the stream where more than a hundred people sat before was left.But the old man shouted again: "Everyone, raise your glass again, it's better to drink! Please take the frontier fortress as the topic and compose a poem!"

Nima, are you still coming?

Li Wangyou looked at the remaining 50 to [-] people around, and wondered in his heart, is this poetry meeting still an elimination system?

Come on, stop talking nonsense, let's continue copying poems.

It just happened that the group of Confucian scholars looked down on the Niu family brothers before, and they still felt unhappy, so they copied a poem to vent their anger.

Before putting down the wine glass in Li Wangyou's left hand, he started writing with a pen in his right hand.

This time his speed was faster, while the other scholars were still thinking about what the old man said, Li Wangyou had already laughed and put down his pen.

The attendant who took away Li Wangyou's poems before had learned to be clever this time and stood not far from him.Seeing that Li Wangyou lost his pen, he immediately ran forward, rolled up the paper and took it away.

At the table around Li Wangyou, several scholars saw this scene and cursed inwardly.Who is this young man?Are you sure you are writing poetry?

Cao Zhi, who is known as a talented man, has to take seven steps to write a poem. Doesn't the guy in front of him even have to think about it?

Many scholars snorted coldly in their hearts, this person was obviously trying to please the public.

Among the waterside pavilions, Kong Yingda had just announced the title of the poem to everyone, and when he walked back, the attendants brought in Li Wangyou's poem.

Li Er couldn't help but glared: "Is this kid playing tricks on us? How can he make poems so quickly? Nonsense!"

Writing poetry requires not only quick thinking and outstanding literary talent, but also inspiration.And even so, most of the masterpieces handed down from ancient times to the present are actually a long-term process of deliberation.

Poems must conform to the author's state of mind, be catchy, have rhymes and rhythms, and so on.A literati spares no effort and effort for a line of poetry or a single word in a poem.

Jia Dao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, once spent several years writing a poem.In the sentence "The bird rests in a tree by the pond, the monk pushes the moon to leave the door." He thought hard about whether to use the word "knock" or "push", which collided with Han Yu and caused a good story.

Since then, scrutiny has become a common term that has become popular among the people. It is used as a metaphor for pondering over and over again when writing an article or doing something.

It can be seen from this that composing poetry is not a casual thing, so Cao Zhi's seven-step poem will become an eternal story.

The ministers were also dumbfounded by Li Wangyou's speed, and Xu Jingzong jumped out again: "Your Majesty, this son is clearly disturbing the poetry meeting, and he should be punished as an example to others!"

"Straight mother thief, it's you again? I won't let you know how strong my old Cheng's fists are today, so you won't be able to learn to speak well!" Cheng Yaojin also confronted Xu Jingzong today.

He is the founder of the country, if he really wants to beat Xu Jingzong, he will be beaten, Xu Jingzong can't find a place to cry after being beaten for nothing.

Li Er was dissatisfied and shouted: "Zhijie, have you had enough trouble?"

"Your Majesty, it's not my old Cheng who wants to make trouble, it's clear that this guy is deliberately looking for trouble again and again."

"Hmph, is your majestic Duke willing to make trouble for others?" Li Er glared at him.

Cheng Yaojin is Li Er's most trusted general, how could Li Er really reprimand him because of Xu Jingzong, just to vent his dissatisfaction with Li Wangyou.

Li Er was depressed because he had a crush on Li Wangyou just now, and he even wrote a poem on the frontier fortress himself.I just want to see what kind of poems about frontier fortresses Li Wangyou, who was impassioned and taught those scholars a lesson, can write.

As a result, Li Wangyou didn't give face at all. Kong Yingda just finished announcing the topic, and he finished writing it. Can there be other explanations besides the ghost painting?

Yu Shinan was also a little embarrassed, he praised Li Wangyou just now, why did this kid lose the chain?

Li Er was able to propose that the second poem was titled on the frontier fortress, and all the people present were good people, so it couldn't be seen that this had something to do with the little verbal dispute by the Qujiang Pond.

Obviously Li Er was already interested in Li Wangyou, so he wanted to take a closer look at his talent.

"Your Majesty, let me tell that tired boy to write a poem again." Yu Shinan could only speak out, hoping that Li Er could sell him face and give Li Wangyou another chance.

"Hmph." Li Er was noncommittal, and let out a cold snort from his nostrils, which seemed to be acquiescence to Yu Shinan's words.

Regardless of his old age, Yu Shinan turned around and wanted to go out of the waterside pavilion to beat Li Wangyou, but he heard Kong Yingda let out a soft cry.

"Hey, this poem, this poem is amazing! Well, it's a good one!" Kong Yingda held the rice paper in his hand, his beard trembling with excitement.

His words attracted the attention of everyone in the water pavilion, and Li Er asked in puzzlement, "Mr. Kong, what kind of poem did that kid make? It made you lose your composure?"

"This poem is majestic, open-minded, majestic, and exciting! It can be called the first of the seven wonders!"

"Oh? Can Duke Kong be so admired, did that kid really write some amazing poems? Read it quickly and listen to it." Yu Shinan was also excited, thinking that Li Wangyou had made a fool of himself, but now it seems that he did not. It's not what the officials in the water pavilion thought.

"The title of the poem is "Out of the Fortress". In the Qin Dynasty, the moon was bright and the Han Dynasty was at the Pass, and the Long Marchers had not yet returned. But let the dragon city flying generals stay, and don't teach Huma to go to the Yinshan Mountains."

Kong Yingda recited what Li Wangyou had written aloud in a tone of yin and yang frustration, and there was no sound in the waterside pavilion, and everyone stared at Old Master Kong with wide eyes in disbelief.

Are you kidding us?Such a magnificent poem was written by that tired boy without thinking?

048 Empress Changsun

When everyone was still shocked by Li Wangyou's "Out of the Fortress", they didn't know what to think, but they heard a person in the water pavilion laughing out loud.

"Haha, I just said that this doll is amazing. Xu Jingzong, what do you have to say, you bastard?"

Cheng Yaojin's loud laugh relieved the stagnant atmosphere in the pavilion, but Xu Jingzong couldn't help but twitched a few times, and shut up.

He jumped out twice and wanted to put eye drops on Li Wangyou, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face, which made Xu Jingzong feel aggrieved and depressed, feeling that he had lost face in front of Li Er today.

Wang Changling's "Out of the Frontier", which Li Wangyou plagiarized, was once hailed as "the first of the seven wonders of the Tang Dynasty" in later generations, which shows that it is extraordinary.

In the water pavilion, needless to say, a group of princes and military generals were all so excited by Li Wangyou's poem, and even a group of civil servants were overwhelmed by it.

Many of the civil servants in the early Tang Dynasty had experienced battles.

Take the Weishui alliance in the ninth year of Wude as an example. Li Er led Gao Shilian, Fang Xuanling and other six cavalry to the Weishui to negotiate with Jieli Khan. comparable.

Li Er himself is the emperor on horseback, more than half of the Tang Dynasty was brought down by him personally leading troops and horses.

So Li Wangyou's "Out of the Fortress" can be said to have been written in the hearts of everyone present.

Changsun Wuji couldn't help sighing: "Xie Lingyun said back then that there is only one stone in the world. Cao Zijian won eight fights alone, and he won one fight. From ancient times to the present, he has shared one fight. I think he is wrong, and Li Ziyou is the one who clearly understands it. The Qilinzi who is uniquely talented in the world."

But none of the people in the water pavilion felt that Changsun Wuji's words were exaggerated, and they all nodded in agreement.

The two poems by Li Wangyou were also circulated among the crowd.

"Hey, the word Li Ziyou is so strange." Someone immediately noticed Li Wangyou's unique thin gold body.

"Hehe, the old man knows this word. It is Ziyou's original thin body. The handwriting of this thin body is thin and strong. It is so thin without losing its flesh. It is really a good word." Yu Shinan explained with a smile.

The more Li Wangyou shines in this poetry meeting, the happier Yu Shinan is. He doesn't want a legacy like Li Wangyou to bury the people.

If Li Er cared about Li Zhou's affairs and didn't want to use Li Wangyou, Yu Shinan didn't mind relying on the old to sell the old and make a fuss.

Anyway, he was seventy years old, and the sages of Confucius once said: At seventy, one should do what one's heart desires and not exceed the rules.