Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 23 This Kid Is a Poet Immortal!
Li Xian has a big head.

In the dimness, I heard that someone seemed to be writing poetry.

After a while, the crowd was excited and cheers thundered, disturbing my clear dreams.

When he dimly opened his eyes, he saw pairs of eyes focused on him!
In an instant, Li Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he lost all sleepiness.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the saliva that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Li Xian raised his eyes and quickly glanced around, and in a moment, his eyes focused on Fang Yiai who was full of banter.

Condescending, domineering, coupled with the malicious gazes of the rich men beside Fang Yiai, Li Xian understood everything in an instant!
It's obvious that Fang Yiai wants to rely on her poetic talent to overwhelm her, and wants to make herself look ugly in public!

While thinking, a powerful and majestic voice brought Li Xian back to reality.

"Li Xian, what do you think of the waterfall poem mentioned by Mr. Fang?"

Turning his head, he met Li Shimin's questioning gaze, and Li Xian's eyes were full of confusion.

Fall?

What waterfall psalm?

The confused figure turned around in a daze, glanced at Fang Yi'ai, and cupped his hands.

"There was a lot of voices just now, but Li only heard laughter and laughter, but he didn't hear any good words from Brother Fang."

"Brother Fang, please recite it again."

The face of the opposite figure froze, Fang Yi's heart flashed sullenly.

Only heard the cheers, did not hear the content of the poem?
Are you kidding my roommate's reputation, or are you laughing at the flattery and cheering of the scholars?
In an instant, the surroundings were full of noise, full of reprimands about Li Xian's rudeness.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, she stretched out her hand to suppress the noisy crowd, Fang Yiai looked at the other side with a gloomy face.

Li Xian put his arms around his ears, turned his body sideways, pretending to be extremely serious, this action only made Fang Yi'ai furious.

In the high-pitched voice, words were squeezed out of his lips with gnashing of teeth.

"Master Li, listen carefully."

"Let's get rid of the tranquility..."

After listening, Li Xian raised his eyebrows and put down his hands.

[Is this also worthy of being called poetry?The framing is monotonous, the charm is insufficient, and the artistic conception is unsatisfactory. 】

【How about I chant a song for you? 】

[Rizhao censer produces purple smoke, looking at the waterfall hanging from the front of the river.The flying stream went straight down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days. 】

[The number one talented person in the capital is just like that, he likes to be sought after without much talent, hey~]

hiss~
Hearing the voice of the heart, Li Shimin's heart was shocked.

The majestic momentum swallows the sky, the artistic conception is majestic and majestic, and the smell makes people feel vast!
After reading it for the first time, it seems like you have turned into a god, stepping on auspicious clouds, overlooking the entire beauty of Cuiling Waterfall.

Absolutely!
Absolutely!
This is the real masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!

Li Shimin's face was flushed, as if he was in the torrent of a waterfall, he couldn't help his heart surged, and he blurted out with pride in his heart.

"Good! Great poem!"

Seeing Li Shimin clapping his hands and applauding Li Xian, Li Xian was quite depressed.

【Li Er, this is where your level lies?Can this be regarded as a treasure by you?Also praised the poem? 】

[Come on, whoever made you the emperor, if you say yes, then it is good. 】

The voice came from the heart, which could pull Li Shimin back from the poetic realm to reality.

Li Shimin was taken aback for a moment when he saw the four people smiling and cheering loudly, only then did he realize that he was immersed in poetry and couldn't extricate himself!He actually praised Fang Yiai in a crooked way.

Aside from the embarrassment, only Li Xian's voice was heard resounding in the audience.

"Brother Fang! This poem is a masterpiece, and Li is also deeply intoxicated by it."

"Boldly invite Brother Fang to make another song, so that everyone can open their eyes!"

Originally, he had made up his mind to be a salted fish, but since he was ordered to do so, he simply fished in troubled waters!
Li Xian could still tell the difference between one or two compliments and a lot of rewards.

Hearing this, Fang Yiai was obviously taken aback, and the anger on his face instantly changed.

Ok?
This is how Li Xian recognized it?

This...is this unreasonable?
But come to think of it, His Majesty has already agreed, so what's the matter if he doesn't want to admit Li Xian anymore?

Immersed in Li Shimin's 'good poem', Fang Yiai felt a little giddy.In a moment, his face jumped up with excitement, his head held high, and he stood on the spot with his hands behind his back.He also noticed the fading excitement on Li Shimin's face.

Clearing her voice, Fang Yiai shook her head for a moment, glanced sideways at Li Xian, with a sneer at the corner of her eyes, and murmured.

"The Xuantian in the northwest is dyed with golden clouds, the Wutong phoenix trees and the birds are falling, and only the phoenix is ​​singing. Who is the hero and who is the bear?"

The voice fell for a moment, and the audience fell silent for three seconds.

The three people beside Fang Yiai got up first, they naturally understood the metaphor in the poem, they looked at Li Xian and applauded.The other scholars who don't know why have rich expressions.But he also clapped his hands and applauded, for fear that he would turn into a crow in the poem after a while.

Li Xian glanced at Fang Yiai's appearance, and when he heard the ironic poem in his ear, he snorted coldly in his heart.

【Ah!Said you are fat, and then gasped? 】

[Fang Yiai, Fang Yiai, you must not be a villain!If the real me, Li Xian, comes out, what's the matter with you in this poetry meeting? 】

[How dare you call yourself a golden phoenix with that little talent?Ridiculous. 】

[If you want me to say, you are really a loser!It's enough if you don't have the talent of a poet, let alone the free and easy generosity of a poet! 】

[Singing high to get drunk and seeking happiness, dancing and setting sun to strive for glory.Looking up to the sky and laughing, I went out, how can I be from Penghao?Rather than fighting with you flatterers, it is better to sleep in a fairyland and be free. 】

Although two sentences of Jiayi were excerpted from the poems of the poet Li Bai, it did not affect his free and easy nature at all.

But just these two sentences are enough to shock Li Shimin's mind!
Singing in the clear, just want to be happy and happy, and get drunk, dance and compete with the autumn sunset for glory.

What kind of open-minded life is this?
Eclectic, wine as a song.

You boy is really alive and well alive!
Li Shimin's face, which had been dimmed just now, was blushing again, and his heart seemed to be infected by that unruly arrogance, and a sense of chic reverberated in his heart.

Looking through the excited crowd, Li Shimin looked at Li Xian, who sat down in a relaxed manner, and listened with his ears up, only waiting for Li Xian to create new masterpieces later.

But Li Xian was tired of the smog at the poetry meeting. When he sat down, he obviously didn't want to join such a chaotic venue. He crossed his arms and looked at the excited crowd quietly.

At this time, Fang Yiai's heart was full of enthusiasm, and she swung her arms wide and wide, wishing to pour out all the ink in her stomach, and she didn't remember to humiliate Li Suan.

The literati beside him seemed to be adoring, applauding and applauding, pushing the whole venue to a climax again.

I am used to eating delicacies and delicacies, so naturally I am no longer interested in simple meals.

The same goes for this poem!
At this moment, Li Shimin heard the words and sentences from the poetry meeting, and felt that they were extremely vulgar, and frowned faintly.

Simply sighed, flicked the dragon sleeves, and strode out of the venue.

Eunuch Rong, who was standing on the side, was quite puzzled. He watched Li Shimin come out of the venue, and said in confusion.

"Your Majesty, this poetry meeting is not over yet, Fang Yiai is still composing poems, why..."

Li Shimin waved his sleeve robe lightly, with a warm smile on his face.

"It's a cliché, so don't listen to it."

The chubby old face was confused for a while, then wrinkled and lost in thought.

"It was His Majesty who clapped hands and applauded just now. Why did the beautiful sentence become a cliché in an instant?"

Shaking his head slightly, he paced back and forth, hurriedly catching up with the figure in front of him.

"Sure enough, the emperor's heart is like an abyss. It's not something that ordinary people like me can guess."

(End of this chapter)