Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

As soon as they heard that they were going to fight poems, the officials suddenly became interested.

They didn't know what talent Liu Bai had, but Wang Gui's talent was obvious to all.

Among the great Confucians of the time, only Yu Shinan and Wang Gui are on a par, and they can be called the two masters of Zhenguan.

Changsun Wuji also stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "It's my luck to see two heroes fighting poetry!"

Only Fang Xuanling and the others had a slightly worried look on their faces.

"Fang Xiang, do you know how talented Liu Bai is?"

Du Ruhui asked in a low voice.

Among them, Fang Xuanling was the one who had the most contact with Liu Bai.

Fang Xuanling frowned slightly, and said, "I don't know either."

He only knew that Liu Bai had studied the Four Books and Five Classics, and his handwriting was excellent, but he didn't know anything else.

Poetry is not something that can be done by rote memorization. It requires not only a deep literary foundation, but also years of comprehension.

From this point of view, Liu Bai, who is only 15 years old, cannot be the opponent of old Wang Gui!

Wang Gui walked to the center of the hall, stroked his beard with one hand, and put the other behind his back, looking at Liu Bai contemptuously.

"The old man sees that you are young, so you should do it first, lest the old man compose poems and affect your writing!"

Liu Bai ignored him, thought for a moment, and began to pace slowly.

Everyone thought that he was going to meditate for a long time, but they didn't think so. He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly spoke and recited slowly.

"It's hard work, but there are few stars around."

""

"Who has never died in life since ancient times, keep the heart and mind as history!"

This poem is exactly the famous "Crossing Ling Ding Yang", written by Wen Tianxiang in the Southern Song Dynasty.

In later generations, it can be said to be familiar.

It is a masterpiece among masterpieces, and a masterpiece among masterpieces!

Regardless of talent and connotation, it is fully reflected!

Not to mention Wang Gui, even the poetry sages in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty may not have a few poems that can compare with "Crossing Ling Ding Yang".

Everyone present was dumbfounded!

This poem not only contains impassioned patriotism, but also the heroic spirit of sacrificing one's life for righteousness!

Especially the last sentence, it made everyone seem to see a white-haired old man, facing the enemies all over the mountains and plains alone, without fear, and seeing death as home!

A burly man in his 30s got up suddenly and shouted: "Good poem! Even if I, Xue Wanche, don't understand literary talent, I can still hear the spirit in this poem!"

Liu Bai smiled at him, but did not speak.

Fang Xuanling murmured: "No one has died in life since ancient times. It is hard for me to achieve such a feeling of keeping a loyal heart according to history."

"In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, but now Liu Bai only took three steps to achieve such a masterpiece. Could it be that in this world, there is really a genius who is born far beyond ordinary people?"

Du Ruhui's words were tantamount to reminding everyone present.

"Three steps into poetry!"

"How can a poem of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism be compared to a poem of seven steps?"

"Young Master Liu is a great talent, I'm far behind!"

The crowd was in an uproar again.

But Li Tai's complexion became more and more ugly.

Although Changsun Wuji still kept a smile on his face, the corners of his eyes were twitching.

A good poem is a good poem, but it is rare for him to have a birthday, what did Liu Bai actually say, "No one in life has died since ancient times"?

Isn't this cursing yourself?

Wang Gui stared blankly at Liu Bai, clutching a beard that he had just pulled off by himself, it took him a long time to recover, and he gasped in pain.

Liu Bai reminded at the right time: "Lord Wang, it's your turn!"

Wang Gui's face was very ugly, and he was secretly complaining. He was also immersed in the artistic conception brought by this poem just now, but now his mind is full of "everyone in life has died since ancient times, so keep the loyalty to reflect the history".

Can't think of anything else at all.

So what if you think about it?

Liu Bai's poem is enough to be called the first masterpiece after the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

Is it possible that I still have to make a song to show my ugliness?

He didn't speak for a long time, his old face was flushed.

The louder the people around him were talking, the more anxious he became, and he always felt that the people around him were making fun of him.

At this time, Liu Bai said softly again: "My lord, are you still thinking about the old bustard of Chunfeng Pavilion?"

Wang Gui's expression changed suddenly, he pointed at Liu Bai, and said, "You"

As soon as he said a word, he suddenly covered his chest with his hands, and his flushed face quickly turned purple.

There were exclamations all around.

"Master Wang!"

"Wang Shizhong, what's wrong with you?!"

"Hurry up and call the doctor!"

In an instant, the entire hall became a mess!

Liu Bai was startled.

He originally only wanted to be angry with Wang Gui, but he didn't expect that this old guy was actually a glass heart. If he pissed off old Wang Gui at the birthday banquet of Changsun Wuji, it would be a lot of fun

Chapter 80: The members of the Wang family are really brave enough to assassinate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Looking at the chaotic hall, Chang Sun Chong, who was the host of the birthday banquet, immediately turned dark.

"Hurry up and take Mr. Wang to the side hall to rest!"

If Wang Gui died here and a good birthday banquet turned into a funeral, it would be a real joke.

A group of officials rushed to carry Wang Gui to the side hall. After a long time, everyone gradually calmed down. However, they were no longer in the mood to congratulate Changsun Wuji.

Once Wang Gui had an accident, at a small scale, it would cause turmoil in the court, and at a large scale, it might affect the entire structure of the Tang Dynasty!

One must know that Wang Gui is not only the servant second only to the prime minister, but also the head of the Taiyuan Wang family!

"Pegasus is going to Chang'an, please come to the imperial doctor!"

The eldest Sun Chong had just confessed to his general, and when he turned around, he almost died of anger!

I saw Liu Bai, the chief culprit, had already returned to his seat, and was talking to Li Chengqian. Li Chengqian grinned, and the contrast with the gloomy people around him was extremely stark.

Such a big thing happened, no matter how well Chang Sun Chong cultivated himself, he couldn't bear it.

He walked up to Liu Bai in a few steps, and said coldly: "Young Master Liu, should I give an explanation to everyone present?"

Liu Bai glanced at Changsun Chong, Shi Shiran stood up, "Liu didn't think carefully, I apologize to everyone!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down again and chatted with Li Chengqian as before.

The grandson's eyes were about to pop out in anger.

He is well aware of the importance of this birthday banquet to his father.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is related to Changsun Wuji's plan to enter Zhongshu next year!

Liu Bai made such a fuss, everything was ruined!

An apology and that's it?

"Master Wang is"

He wanted to say something else, but just after he said a few words, Li Chengqian suddenly waved his hand in annoyance.

"Cousin, don't make trouble, old Wang Gui is so old, his poetry is not as good as my brother Liu, maybe he is afraid of losing face, so he pretended to pass out!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to Liu Bai with great interest, "Brother Liu, what's going on behind?"

Liu Bai glanced not far away intentionally or unintentionally, and took a few glances at the eldest grandson Wuji who had not said a word.

For such a big matter, he was still indifferent.

The depth of this old guy's scheming is evident!

"The following story, you go to Liu Yexuan to listen to it yourself, if you reveal too much, it will not sound interesting to you."

Li Chengqian pursed his lips and muttered a few words in dissatisfaction.

After Liu Bai finished speaking, he stood up and faced Changsun Wuji, and said apologetically, "Master Changsun, don't blame Chengqian for pestering Liu, asking Liu to tell him a story, it's rude."

There was no expression on Changsun Wuji's face, he just nodded slightly at Liu Bai, as if he didn't intend to blame him.

But these words made Chang Sun Chong tremble with anger.

Everyone in the room was worried about Wang Gui's health.

These two people are still in the mood to tell stories?

It took him a lot of effort to restrain his urge to lift the table.

What can he do with Liu Bai?

To put it bluntly, Wang Gui fainted because his skills were not as good as others, but Liu Bai didn't even touch him.

Even if it is reported to the emperor, no one will punish Liu Bai.

Fighting poems is an elegant thing, who made Wang Gui feel so small?

But no matter what, the birthday party is over.

After such a big mess, who would think about other things?

Now, Chang Sun Chong only hoped that Wang Gui would not die here, and had no other thoughts.

He cast a questioning look at Changsun Wuji, but Changsun Wuji lowered his head, thinking about something.

Helpless, Chang Sun Chong had no choice but to give up, saluted all around, and walked quickly to the side hall to check on Wang Gui's situation.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely dull!

Wang Gui has been an official for many years, and there are quite a few old disciples in the court. These people are all worried about Wang Gui's health, while others also have their own concerns.

Regardless of whether Wang Gui died or not, the Wang family and Liu Bai had formed a bond.

The last time the Cui family incident caused an uproar in the court, hundreds of officials were sacked one after another, and a large number of princes and ministers who had ties to the Cui family were implicated.

No one can say what this dispute will bring.

Just when everyone was discussing secretly, a young man in his twenties, holding a knife and staring blood-red eyes, suddenly rushed in!

"Who is Liu Bai? Where is Liu Bai?"

As soon as he came in, he yelled to find Liu Bai, no matter who they were.

The crowd was shocked.

Everyone recognized the young man's identity.

"Wang Chongji?!"

"Nephew Wang Xian, calm down!"

"Don't do anything stupid!"

Those who had good relations with the Wang family tried to dissuade them.

Wang Chongji didn't listen to what they were saying at all. After looking around, he immediately found Liu Bai sitting in the guest seat!

The people who could sit in the front row were all the ministers of the court, and the youngest one was over 50 years old. Only this young man, Liu Bai, sitting among a group of old men, was particularly eye-catching!

Without saying a word, he rushed towards Liu Bai with a knife in his hand!