In the entire hall, only Li Yuan knew that Li Chengqian was extremely talented and knowledgeable. He could even be hailed as the contemporary literary saint.
However, the rest of the people did not know Li Chengqian's talent.
Whether it was the Emperor, the Empress, or the important officials of the court, their expressions all turned ugly. They all felt that Li Yuan had handled this matter very badly.
Although everyone could understand that Li Yuan wanted to ease the dead silence, wasn't it a joke to let an eight-year-old child like the Crown Prince show off his talent?
One had to know that the crown prince was only eight years old this year. He probably hadn't learned all his words yet. What talent could he have? Could it be that he wanted the crown prince to act as a clown for everyone's amusement?
Li Shiming and Empress Zhangsun couldn't help but frown. They felt that Li Yuan definitely had a grudge against Li Chengqian and wanted to deliberately embarrass him.
The important officials of the imperial court remained silent. They thought that Li Yuan was forced to abdicate and was unconvinced. A few days ago, there was a scandal of not shooting for three days. They were resentful and wanted to take the opportunity to suppress Li Shiming and Li Chengqian's arrogance.
Diliba looked at Li Chengqian curiously. This young man in front of her was peerless in martial arts. Could it be that his literary talent was also so outstanding?
After a short while, a few palace maids brought over a brush, ink, paper, and a square table.
He placed the square table in the center of the hall, and placed the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the square table.
Li Yuan walked to the side of the square table and personally ground the ink. Then, he said to Li Chengqian,
"Good grandson, quickly show off your talent!”
The Retired Emperor personally grinding ink, this was a super high level, even if a literary saint descended into the world, it would not be so.
If someone thought that Li Yuan and Li Shiming had a grudge and wanted to deliberately suppress Li Shiming, they would think that Li Yuan's move was too vicious.
Retired Emperor personally grinded the ink and made such a big scene. If Li Chengqian didn't have any literary talent, or was only a child's literary talent, how embarrassing would that be?
None of the court officials present believed that Li Yuan and Li Shiming had a good relationship, nor did they believe that Li Yuan would willingly help Li Chengqian grind ink. Everyone believed without hesitation that Li Yuan was deliberately suppressing Li Chengqian. They couldn't help but feel that Li Yuan's move was too sinister.
Li Shiming and Empress Zhangsun's faces turned ugly.
Especially Li Shi Min, his face was so dark that water could drip from it.
His son, Li Chengqian, had made such a great contribution to the Great Tang, yet his father, Li Yuan, not only did not feel proud, he even wanted to suppress Li Chengqian. This was truly too hateful.
"Imperial Father, enough!"
Li Shi Min said coldly to Li Yuan with a gloomy face.
Li Yuan had good intentions and did not think too much about it. How could he have considered that the people around him were measuring a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart?
Hearing Li Shiming speak to him in such a tone, Li Yuan felt very annoyed. He did everything for the good of his son. What kind of attitude is this?
"Enough for what? Don't you know who's your father and who's your son?”
Li Yuan snapped back, not giving Li Shiming any face.
Li Shiming's face darkened. If he didn't want to become a wise ruler and let the world praise his virtue, he would have put Li Yuan under house arrest.
"Sigh!"
Li Chengqian sighed, then stood up and walked towards Li Yuan.
"Chengqian, come back, you can't go!”
Li Shi Min was thinking about Li Chengqian's reputation and was unwilling to let Li Chengqian lose face.
"Are you crazy?"
Li Chengqian was very puzzled by Li Shiming's reaction and asked.
The surrounding officials of the imperial court all became embarrassed. They pretended not to hear anything and ate and drank.
Li Shi Min's face turned green. He was doing this for Li Chengqian's own good. Li Chengqian, this heartless man, actually said this to him. He was really angered to death.
When Li Yuan saw Li Chengqian walking over, he handed the brush to Li Chengqian and said to Li Chengqian with a smile,
"Good grandson, Royal Grandfather can only help you here. You still have to look at your own ability to pick up girls!”
As he said this, Li Yuan glanced at Diliba, who was standing not far away.
Although Li Yuan's voice wasn't loud, Diliba could hear him clearly. She couldn't help but blush.
Li Chengqian rolled his eyes. He was very speechless at Li Yuan's behavior. He asked impatiently,
"Royal Grandfather, give me a theme!"
Li Yuan scratched his head and said," I can't think of any theme either. Let's give it a grander one. Don't be too petty!"”
"Good!"
Li Chengqian said indifferently. Then, he picked up the brush and began to write.
All the important officials of the imperial court present wanted to see Li Chengqian's talent. Even though they knew that Li Chengqian would lose face, they still couldn't help but want to take a look.
Even Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun wanted to see how Li Chengqian would lose face.
However, what everyone did not expect was that Li Chengqian's movements were like flowing water, elegant and free. It was the perfect writing posture in the eyes of every great calligrapher. It was really too surprising.
Putting aside how good Li Chengqian's handwriting was, just his writing movements and posture were worth everyone spending decades to learn.
Diliba was also quite surprised, and her heart of admiration welled up.
As Di Liba was closer to Li Chengqian, she could clearly see Li Chengqian's handwriting. When she saw Li Chengqian's calligraphy, she was once again stunned.
Although Diliba came from the Western Regions, the people of the Western Regions greatly admired the culture of the Central Plains. As a princess of the Western Turks, Diliba had been influenced by the culture of the Central Plains since she was a child, so she could be considered a talented girl.
Diliba didn't care about ordinary scholars, but at this moment, when she saw Li Chengqian's writing posture and his calligraphy attainments, she was completely stunned.
Especially when Di Liba saw the poem written by Li Chengqian, she was even more shocked and couldn't help but recite it.
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