Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

"The last one is guaranteed."

"Tomorrow's poetry meeting, what to do, I shouldn't need to teach you."

As Old Master Li said, he also put down the teacup in his hand.

"Patriarch, I will understand!"

Li Xuan said in a deep voice.

"You... are all the best descendants of my family." Old Master Li nodded.

"I also know that some of you are talented and learned. It's not that I don't believe you."

"Tomorrow's Poetry Club, you can also come up with your own poems without any restrictions."

"It's just that these poems are a guarantee that you can perfectly crush those bastards from poor families."

Mrs. Li said again.

These poems are all made by the great Confucians of the family.

There are hundreds of songs.

There is no way, the background of the aristocratic family is too thick, especially the scholar.

Even if it is the Hongwen Museum, all the masters of the Guozijian combined cannot compare with the background of the aristocratic family.

Therefore, most of the children of aristocratic families are better than ordinary people in all aspects.

This has to be admitted.

They attach great importance to education, and the inheritance from generation to generation can determine the prosperity of each ethnic group.

However, the number of descendants of the aristocratic clan is ultimately inferior to that of the common people. There is only one way for the common people to win, and that is to use numbers.

"Patriarch, don't worry, those guys are just a bunch of ants, I'll just... crush them, it's easy." Li Xuan smiled.

"Yes, Patriarch Li, we were not afraid at first, but now that we have the help of our family, tomorrow's poetry meeting, hahaha... must be our world!"

"Also let them recognize the gap with our aristocratic family, and save daydreaming every day."

Lu Zimei said with a smile, extremely confident.

Everyone else laughed too.

Looking at the poems on the table, he accepted it calmly.

With the help of these poems, what are they afraid of?

Are those so-called poor scholars capable of being compared with the great Confucians in the clan?

joke!

As soon as these poems come out, the universe is completely settled.

"Ah That's good."

"Take these poems down and see for yourself."

Patriarch Li nodded, seeing everyone say that, he felt completely at ease.

The knowledge of this group of people is still good, he also knows this, and, with the help of these poems, it must be very simple to win the Tomorrow Poetry Festival and let the family's reputation explode again.

Li Xuan walked over respectfully, took a thick stack of poems in his hands, and left with the others.

They should take advantage of this time to take a good look, think about it, and make arrangements.

It can't be tomorrow, if two people say the same thing, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Out of the back hall.

Everyone found a garden at random.

Li Xuan scattered the poems.

Everyone reads it.

"Hiss...wonderful!! This poem is so good!!! I'll be so good... A great Confucian is a great Confucian, and a senior is a senior. How can a poor family compare!"

"Who said no? It's ridiculous that they are still fighting for tomorrow's place by the Weishui River, but who would have thought that tomorrow, they will be our foil."

"Hahaha... It is their honor to be our foil! Hmph! These poems... I want this one, I want it! Miaomiaomiao!"

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, there are so many here, alas, this song is so beautiful, I think it will definitely cause countless waves tomorrow!"

"It is estimated that at that time, the eyes of the whole city will be on us, other people, other names, don't expect to appear for a while!!!"

"That's right! The audience is amazing, tomorrow, I'll wait, enjoy it, hahaha..."

"・・・"

In the garden, a group of people were all excited.

They can already imagine that tomorrow, those ladies and maids will only have themselves in their eyes.

All of a sudden, they were all flustered.

Soon, the poems were divided.

Everyone left satisfied.

They want to take advantage of this time to recite all of these.

Otherwise, you can't wait until tomorrow to take these papers.

In this way, wouldn't it be exposed?

Acting is guaranteed to be tight! .

Chapter 98

Prince's Mansion.

Li Chengqian was reclined on the bench, with two handsome young eunuchs standing on both sides.

"His Royal Highness, open your mouth, ah~~~~~~~"

The little eunuch took the grape, sighed, and gently put it in Li Chengqian's mouth.

Li Chengqian enjoyed it all over his face.

"His Royal Highness, you also want to eat other people's food."

The other little eunuch was holding a snack and acted like a spoiled child angrily.

"Good good!"

"Eat everything, what's the rush."

Li Chengqian's eyes were full of smiles.

The little eunuch was full of joy when he watched him finish eating what was in his hand.

"His Royal Highness, Mr. Pei and the others are here."

At this time, a guard reported that Pei Ji, Wang Gui, and Xiao Yu were already waiting outside the door.

"Oh?"

"coming?"

"Let them in quickly!"

Li Chengqian sat up quickly, with an anxious face, waved his hands vigorously, and shouted.

"You two go down first."

Li Chengqian cast a look at the two of them.

"Oh... Your Highness." The little eunuch was a little unhappy.

Li Chengqian smiled lightly, clapped his hands, and stood up: "I'll play with you in the evening."

"Tomorrow is the poetry meeting. I want to discuss with Master Pei and the others. This matter cannot be missed."

"Yes!"

"understood."

The two reluctantly put down the fruits and snacks in their hands and pushed them outside.

Soon, the three of Pei Ji walked in side by side.

"Chen Pei Ji/Wang Gui/Xiao Yu, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The three of them cupped their hands at the same time and said with a smile.

"Oh, you three adults, don't be polite, hurry up, sit down."

"Master Pei, I don't know how the poem... how is it prepared?"

Li Chengqian rubbed his hands and asked in a hurry.

Tomorrow is the poetry meeting.

But he was not prepared at all, and he couldn't even think of a poem, so he was really anxious.

He is the crown prince. Tomorrow's poem will attract the attention of the whole people. If he doesn't talk about a poem, it will be really unreasonable.

"Hehehe..."

"Your Highness, don't worry."

"Look, what is this?"

Pei Ji took out twenty sheets of paper from his sleeve, all of which were written with poems.

"This is what the old man gathered from his family, as well as other great Confucians of the family, and spent a lot of energy to condense it."

"Tomorrow, Your Highness the Crown Prince, you will definitely be able to steal the limelight."

"No matter how you say it, you are also the prince of the Tang Dynasty."

"Moreover, everyone in this poetry meeting paid great attention to it. Besides, His Highness the Crown Prince's knowledge has always been praised by all officials."

"If you only talk about one or two poems, it will be looked down upon and gossip."

"However, with these, everything is enough."

Pei Ji said with a smile.

"exactly!!!"

"Master Pei is still thoughtful."

Li Chengqian quickly took it over, opened it, and couldn't help but gasp a few times. Immediately afterwards, his face was overjoyed, full of excitement and excitement.

"Hahaha········"

"Miao Miao Miao!"

"These poems are indeed worthy of being written by the great Confucians of the family. Even if I read them alone, I can't help but want to clap my hands!"

"Tomorrow, Gu, will definitely come out on top, to make my father and queen mother happy, and to make everyone in the world submit to me!!!"

Li Chengqian suddenly changed from being anxious and bewildered just now to full of confidence!

These twenty poems are enough!

And the quality of each song is amazing!

Breathtaking!

"Wait until tomorrow's poetry meeting, all the children of the family will also compliment His Highness."

"And, tomorrow, the old man and others will be present, and we will also help His Highness the Crown Prince to become the most eye-catching presence at the poetry meeting."

Pei Ji once again gave Li Chengqian a reassurance.

Li Chengqian took a deep breath.

It was hard to hide the excitement and anticipation on his face.

Myself, are you going to shine at the poetry meeting tomorrow?