Datang romantic little landlord

"There are other things like this? I don't know if Brother Fan still remembers the ten questions? Why don't you let me listen?" Someone was not convinced and asked.

"Hehe, of course I remember it, you can try it. If you can answer it, I will treat you to the banquet today. Listen carefully, the first question, ask, there is a word, everyone will admit their mistake when they see it, type a word ?”

"The second question, ask, which month has 28 days in a year."

"The third question..."

There was no sound in the elegant room next door, and Li Wangyou almost laughed out loud.It's interesting that I made a sharp turn in making things difficult for Li Gang and Yu Shinan at the beginning, but it actually attracted such resentment from the scholars and scholars in Chang'an City.

"This...these are some hellish questions. Brother Fan, who is the owner of this restaurant? How could he come up with such a question to embarrass people?" He couldn't help being dumb, and it took a long time before he asked indignantly.

"Haha, I don't know who the owner of this restaurant is, but I do know who came up with these topics."

"Oh? Brother Fan, tell me, who is so hateful?"

"When the owner of the restaurant came up with the questions, it had already been written that these embarrassing lantern riddles were all written by the founding county uncle with the title of Hu County. Haha, brothers, how are you? Do you have any ideas?"

"What? Uncle Huxian? Li Ziyou? No wonder, no wonder, it turned out to be written by Xiao Shixian, so it makes sense. Haha, how can we compare to Xiao Shixian's great talent?"

Hearing this man's words, Li Wangyou was taken aback.

Little poet?

Are you talking about yourself?

When did I actually have the title of Little Poetry Immortal?

But poetry immortals are poet immortals, why add a small word?Li Wangyou shook his head, with a bit of embarrassment, raised his head and drank another glass of wine.

Hehe, by copying poems, you can also copy the name of a little poet fairy, but I don't know how Li Taibai, the poet fairy, will deal with himself in the future?

This guy's face is getting thicker and thicker now, not only is he not ashamed, but he is a bit proud of it.

In the elegant room next door, another voice came: "Brothers may not know that now Li Ziyou is in Chang'an City, but no one calls him Xiaoshixian, they all call him 'Bai Zexian Bo' behind his back, haha."

Hearing this, Li Wangyou couldn't help but raise his brows and prick up his ears, wanting to hear why he was called "Bai Zexian Bo"?

"Brother Fan, this reconciliation? What does Bai Ze mean?"

"Haha, Bai Zeye, an ancient divine beast, knows astronomy and geography from the top, and trivial details from the bottom. After being tortured by his ten questions, all the creatures in Chang'an City admire and are annoyed at the same time. They want to scold him, but they don't know what to do." The scolding made everyone laugh bitterly, so they simply called him Bai Ze county uncle."

"Haha, that's really the case. It's very vivid, interesting, and interesting."

Interesting sister!

You are the beast!

You are not human!

Li Wangyou complained in his heart, but shook his head helplessly.It seems that those brain teasers really made these Tang literati uncomfortable.

Even Niu Wu, who was on the side, had a suppressed smile on his face at the moment, which made Li Wangyou roll his eyes.

In the elegant room next door, a group of Confucian scholars were still talking about him.

"Brother Fan, I don't know what poems the little poet has written recently?"

"Of course there are. Have you heard of Li Ziyou's two poems about the Lantern Festival?"

"I've never heard of it, please ask Brother Fan to sing it for me."

The voice of talking in the elegant room next door was naturally heard by the singer who was playing the piano for Li Wangyou.As a woman, she naturally loves Li Wangyou's two Shangyuan Festival poems to the bottom of her heart.

Hearing this, the singer didn't wait for Li Wangyou's order, and immediately plucked the strings of the pipa in her arms, and began to sing "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi".

With the singing in this room, no one in the elegant room next door spoke, and everyone began to listen to the singer's voice.

"...the crowd searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place." I sang a song three times before giving up, but I heard a burst of applause from the private room in the compartment.

"This is Xiao Shixian's new work? It's amazing, it's really amazing, it really makes people love it forever."

"Little Poetry Fairy is really a little Poetry Fairy, tsk tsk, as soon as this Shangyuan Festival poem comes out, how can I write poems after Shangyuan Festival?"

"But that's the case. The poems of the Shangyuan Festival written by the uncle of Baize County, from now on, who will dare to do the poems of the Shangyuan Festival? Wouldn't it be the same as the gang and the drum?"

Immediately, someone knocked lightly on the partition screen, and said: "Excuse me, nobleman in the partition, can I ask the singer to sing the other song too?"

The singer raised her eyes to look at Li Wangyou, and seeing that he nodded, she waved the strings again and began to sing "Sheng Zhazi·Yuanxi".

"Last year on the first night of the Yuan Dynasty, the lights of the flower market were like daytime. The willows were on the moon, and people made appointments after dusk..."

In the elegant room, it was quiet again, and everyone listened attentively, for fear of missing a word.

Since they are all students participating in Chunwei, their knowledge is naturally quite good.After listening to the two Shangyuan Festival poems, the elegant room was extremely quiet, terrifyingly quiet, and a needle could be heard.

After a long time, Li Wangyou heard a sigh coming from the cubicle: "A piece of poetry for the Shangyuan Festival, it will be a swan song from now on."

A sentence of willow twigs on the moon, people make an appointment after dusk, it will make people's hearts fascinated.

"Little Poetry Fairy, she really lives up to her name!"

"A piece of poetry, Li Ziyou should be called Mr.

Since ancient times, the term "Mr." has been unusual, meaning that those who have mastered it come first, and the meaning of a teacher.Those who are bachelors and seniors are called Mr.Li Wangyou is seventeen years old, and these scholars are willing to call him Mr. Yiyi, which shows his status in the hearts of everyone.

701 This poem is wonderful!

When Niu Wu heard the words in the private room, he couldn't help winking at Li Wangyou, the meaning was self-evident.

Li Wangyou pretended to be calm, turned his face sternly, and coughed lightly, seemingly not paying attention, but in fact he was very happy in his heart.

Mensao Nan was naturally very happy to hear people praise him secretly like this, but he was pretending.Niu Wu also knew his husband's temperament, but he just grinned and didn't reveal it.

On the other hand, the singer at the side looked at the two masters and servants so strangely. Those Confucian scholars next door praised Hu Xianbo. What did the expressions of these two people mean?

However, another voice came from the elegant room next door: "I heard that the court is planning to use troops against the Turks again? Brothers, do you know about this?"

Li Wangyou frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He did know about it. In August of the third year of Zhenguan, Li Er ordered Li Jing, Minister of the Ministry of War, to be the chief of the army and Zhang Gongjin to be the deputy chief of the army, and went to conquer the Turks.It was also in this battle that Li Er finally reported the shame of being forced by Jieli Khan to sign the Weishui Alliance, and destroyed the Eastern Turks in one fell swoop.

But Li Wangyou knew about this, not from Li Er, Cheng Yaojin, or Li Jing, but from history books.

How did these Confucian scholars know such court secrets?

Now it's only March, and there's a lot of noise about the conquest of the Turks, and the city is full of storms?

"I don't know about this matter, how did brother Shangguan know?"