I am the censor, at the beginning I denounced the empress

Chapter 42

Cui Hai's fainting did not cause waves.

Nobody cares.

Everyone looked at Tang Can dumbfounded.

For a long while, he was still speechless.

"Poems and songs." Tang Can looked at the crowd, chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand, and shouted, "Here comes the wine, come the words!"

Gao Yinliu understood, and immediately took a jug of wine from the side and handed it to Tang Can.

Tang Can reached out and took it, pointed it directly at the spout, and swallowed it.

Not long after, a jug of wine was drunk by him.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Can discarded the flagon in his hand casually, and reached out to mess up his neatly combed hair.

His whole temperament also changed, becoming a bit more wild.

"This……"

The Empress stood in the corner, trembling in her heart.

Could it be that this idiot can really compose lyrics?
"Wan'er..." the empress said softly, "Find a way to get Su Zhengtai to impeach him, this idiot dares to hide his clumsiness!"

Shangguan Wan'er:? ? ?
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve... I hope you will live a long time and share the beauty of the moon."

A water melody song by Su Shi was directly used by Tang Can to hit people.

"More wine!"

Gao Yinliu handed over another pot, and looked at Tang Can with a trace of inexplicable emotion.

"When the wind blows, the clouds fly, Vega comes back to his hometown, and the warriors guard the four directions."

The second word is very short, only three sentences.

But Liu Bang's big wind song is bold, free and easy, and domineering!

Combined with Tang Can's temperament at this time, it is even more fascinating.

"Come on wine!"

and also!

Fang Xiaoru, the world's greatest Confucian who had been shocked by the thunder, finally came to his senses, hurriedly picked up his pen, got ready, and ordered with a trembling voice: "Quick, write down everything he recited before!"

Every song Tang Can made today is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

All of a sudden, everyone present reacted.

At this moment, they finally understood why Tang Can shouted "Come on, remember" before starting.

……

"Fu come!"

"Traveling in the city for eternity, ignorance for the time... surpassing the dust and passing away, it is almost a long farewell to the world."

Returning to Tianfu was also used by Tang Can to hit people.

The people present were completely numb.

Some people who had written before looked straight at Tang Can, not knowing how to write.

A group of young women, all of them have affectionate brows and big watery eyes, as if they can talk.

Even the empress, she couldn't help feeling a little yearning for her.

In my mind, I can't help but think of Tang Can's husband-in-law proposed by Zhao Guogong Liu Yu in the court that day...

If... it seems...

The Empress' complexion was reddish, and she couldn't help breathing rapidly.

Beside her, Shangguan Wan'er looked straight at Tang Can and murmured in a low voice: "The poems, lyrics and rhymes of the Tang Dynasty censor are unparalleled in the world."

The empress woke up in an instant, snorted softly, and said stiffly: "He hasn't sung yet, he's only writing lyrics, maybe he's tone deaf."

"I don't believe it." Shangguan Wan'er, who has always been the empress said one thing and she can't say the other, blurted out the truth today, which made the empress look cold, and there were a few black lines on her forehead.

"Next, I'm going to sing!"

Tang Can's eyes were drunk, he turned around, and looked at Gao Yinliu with a smile.

This scene, in the eyes of everyone, suddenly made people feel a little... not sure what to say.

Gao Yinliu's ears also turned red.

After all, it's a crowd!
Son, he...he...he...

Gao Yinliu's heart pounded wildly, and panic flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to run away, but...

"Yinliu, this song is for you."

Click.

The hearts of countless girls were broken.

The hearts of countless young masters are on fire!
"You are my little apple, I can't love you too much..."

Little Apple sang from Tang Can's mouth again.

Moreover, Xu was smelling of alcohol, Tang Can sang and jumped up and down, having a great time, not caring about everyone's opinions at all.

In Gao Yinliu's eyes, there was a layer of mist, and he was very moved.

Young Master, he... unexpectedly managed to do this.

This is... how...

"Okay, close the stall."

After singing the last line, Tang Can walked to Gao Yinliu's side with a smile, and said with a smile, "Let's go home."

The audience was silent and silent.

Then, cheers like a tsunami erupted.

Students, one by one is constantly flattering.

Even Fang Xiaoru was not exempt from customs.

Brother, your eyes are even hotter!
The empress' heart was a little sour, and her voice was a little faint: "A good man must like shemales!"

Shangguan Wan'er was also depressed: "Your Majesty, the heart of this servant is broken."

Empress:  …

"Tang Yushi, old man, old man..."

Fang Xiaoru stood in front of Tang Can, his beard trembling with excitement. After a long while, he said a complete sentence: "I want to annotate the poems of the imperial censor. I wonder if the imperial censor of Tang will allow it?"

"no!"

Tang Can flatly refused.

Fang Xiaoru's complexion suddenly became ugly.

This is still the first time he applied for an annotation with a living person, and he was rejected so simply under the watchful eyes of everyone.

However, he can also understand.

After all, Tang Can can write so many excellent works handed down from generation to generation, why does Tang Can need others to comment on him?
Unfortunately, he was wrong.

"Poems and poems are nothing but trifles, and are of no benefit to the country. What are you wasting that time for? If you have time, read history books. It is wise to read history books! If you have time, why not write notes for history books!"

"Poems and songs are nothing but trails..."

Many people present were muttering to themselves.

Then, his face turned pale, as if he were mourning for his heir!

In Tang Can's mouth, Wen Kui, whom they dream of, is just a trail.

If Tang Can said it at the beginning, they would never agree.

Even, Tang Can's father Tang Ju, who once said so, can be pulled out again to whip the corpse, insult, and ridicule.

But now...

Everyone, speechless.

In the distance, Xie Anshi recovered from the shock, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Tang Ju, Tang Ju, you should be posthumously named Wenzheng! I will rectify your name at the meeting tomorrow!"

Not for anything else, but for Tang Ju to have such an excellent son as Tang Can.

For a long time, civil servants have a saying, "Death should be posthumous as Wenzheng!"

Wenzheng represents the highest posthumous title of a civil official!
I'm afraid, Tang Juquan knows it, and he will comfort him.

Gao Yuanyi's smile was even better, his eyes widened, and he said to himself: "Yinliu, your husband is Tang Can. I'm very happy to be my father. I'm going to prepare a dowry for you!"

Now, Gao Yuanyi is very grateful for the male identity he has created for Gao Yinliu all the time.

If not, it would be a little troublesome to match Tang Can and Gao Yinliu.

Well, well, great!
For a while, everyone had their own thoughts.

"I announce that this year's Luoshui Elegant Gathering, the literary chief will be Tang Can, the imperial censor of the Tang Dynasty!" Fang Xiaoru, a great scholar in the world, after finally finishing the poems and songs that Tang Can had just used to hit people, he said with excitement that everyone knows s answer.

A group of students, the melon-eaters on the banks of the Luoshui River, seemed to have discussed it, and shouted, "Tang Yushi deserves it! He lives up to his name!"

Tang Can frowned, and deliberately said "boring", but after thinking about it, he still didn't feel the nerve to say it.

While hesitating, Fang Xiaoru continued: "The Tang Yushi said that 'poetry and poetry' is a small way, which is of no benefit to the country. I agree with it very much. Therefore, I will no longer organize the Luoshui Yaji in the future."

"Starting tomorrow, the old man will be in the Hongwen Museum to make notes for the history books."

After finishing speaking, Fang Xiaoru turned his head to look at Tang Can again: "Tang Yushi, it is indispensable, I will ask you for advice when the time comes."

hiss!
Everyone's nerves were shocked again, and they all took a breath.

The world's number one Confucianist, actually... actually said that he wanted to ask Tang Can for advice!

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, but within reason.

"It's easy to say, I know, I will definitely tell you." Tang Can's impression of Fang Xiaoru changed slightly, he said politely, pulled Gao Yinliu, took the small book bag, and left freely under the scorching eyes of everyone...

(End of this chapter)