The place suddenly became even quieter.
Even the copying official stopped writing.
What the hell? So you copied it?
Hou Yulan was overjoyed. I knew it. How could it be written by a merchant?
Fang Yaoyi frowned and asked,"May I ask which genius is Su Dongpo?" Where do you live?"
After saying this, everyone, especially the official, looked at him with desire.
"Um." Li Qin couldn't say it and coughed lightly." This…"
How could he say this? It was something that was hard to say.
"Hahaha, I see. I knew it. How could he write such a long and short sentence?”
Hou Yulan heaved a sigh of relief and sneered,""To think that we've been shocked here for so long. It turns out that he's just a small merchant fishing for fame.”
Scholars looked down on each other, so this group of people was naturally not magnanimous.
How could they be willing to admit that a merchant was more talented than them?
"Could it be that you bought a poem and want to become famous at this poetry meet?
"A merchant is a merchant. Miss Fang actually befriended such a person.”
"I actually drank this hypocritical villain's wine.”
"Pui, pui, pui."
"What are you guys talking about? Weren't you the ones who drank the most just now?”
There were also scholars who supported Fang Yaoyi, but the voices were very low and were quickly overshadowed.
Li Qin's expression gradually turned cold.
Su Xiaoshan took his hand and said,"Young Master, let's go."”
" Look at that person. He looks like a dog."”
Li Qin didn't mind. Although he was unhappy, he couldn't be bothered to argue.
However, the small hand that was as gentle as jade was trembling slightly at this moment.
Li Qin looked deeply at Su Xiaoshan. The girl's eyes were red and teary.
It was as if the one who was humiliated was not Li Qin, but Su Xiaoshan.
Just as he was about to take a step forward, he suddenly stopped. Li Qin turned around and smiled slightly."You want the poem, right?"
"That's good."
"A moment of spring night is worth thousands of gold. The song was soft, and the swing yard was dark at night.”
"The green mountains are faint and the water is far away. The grass in Jiangnan has not withered after autumn. Twenty-four bridges on a moonlit night, where did the jade man teach her to play the flute?”
" A breeze blows on the shore in fine grass. I sail alone at night on a dangerous mast. The stars hang down on the flat fields, and the moon surges in the river. Fame is not a literary talent, officials should be old and sick. How can it be like floating in the air, like a sand gull in heaven and earth?”
“······”
A famous sentence from the ages escaped his mouth. Li Qin casually picked up the wine pot by the table and said with a smile,"Do you want more poems?"
"As many as you want."
"Oh right, I didn't write these myself.”
"Why aren't you talking?"
Li Qin looked around and sneered."Look at you bunch of sour scholars. Is it so great that you can write poetry?”
His voice was filled with disdain and arrogance.
Su Xiaoshan suddenly raised her head and said,""That's right!"
After saying that, he held Su Xiao Shan's hand and turned to leave. Halfway there, he suddenly asked,""Miss Fang, if this poetry gathering only has this kind of aged vinegar scholar, it's better to hold less in the future.”
"It's too sour and goes too well with rice."
"You're a girl after all. It's not good to eat too much.”
These words made Hou Yulan and the other scholars and beauties blush. Wasn't this pointing at mulberry and scolding locust?
Fang Yaoyi was slightly stunned, then she covered her mouth and stood up with a light laugh. This poetry recital could not continue anyway.
He might as well leave with Young Master.
Then, he pretended to leave and walked beside the young master. Under the complicated gazes of dozens of people, he left.
The scene fell silent once again, absolute silence.
Everyone's expression became uncertain.
Except for a certain lord whose eyes were shining and who was writing rapidly.
Good poem, every poem was good.
Who would still dare to suspect that this poem was copied and bought?
Everyone knew in their hearts that such a poem that could be passed down through the ages could not be bought, nor could it be given away.
Ancient quatrains were at his fingertips.
It was too terrifying!
Hou Yulan felt her face burning as if she had been slapped hard.
His eyes revealed a trace of hatred. Du Tavern, Li Qin.
I will remember this debt.
At this moment, the banquet in Taiji Palace had reached its end.
Although there were many poems that followed, most of them were not very satisfactory. Compared to the daughter of the Duke of Lu, they paled in comparison.
As Li Shimin read the last few chapters, he grew more and more disinterested, while Hou Junji grew more and more delighted.
Although his daughter could not enter the court as an official, if she could leave a good impression on the Emperor, her position in the Emperor's heart would be even more important in the future.
"Forget it, forget it. Zhen is also a little tired of listening.”
Li Shimin waved his hand." There's no need to read the rest."”
At this moment, a trusted eunuch hurried over to Li Shimin's side, his lips moving slightly as he spoke in a very low voice.
After Li Shi Min heard this, he was overjoyed." Hurry up and summon him to the palace."”
The trusted eunuch bowed and retreated from the side.
The officials at the palace banquet looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.
Even Empress Zhangsun was a little curious and asked in puzzlement,""Your Majesty, what happened?"
Li Shi Min laughed,"Empress, please wait patiently for a moment. This is a joyous occasion."”
Then, he looked at Fang Xuanling, and the more he looked, the happier he became." Lord Fang, your daughter is promising."”
Fang Xuanling's hand that was holding the wine cup trembled for no reason. If it wasn't for the fact that the Emperor was genuinely happy, he would have knelt down to apologize.
"???"
What the hell? Isn't my daughter good at composing poems? How was he praising Fang clan's daughter?
Not long after, a figure came from the palace door.
"I, Fang Xiaoshang, have been ordered by His Majesty to copy the poems at Ruoshui Poetry Club.”
"Ruoshui's poem will shock the ancient quatrains. I was afraid of delaying the time, so I hurried over after copying it. I'm not dressed properly, please blame me, Your Majesty.”
"You've done your best," Li Shimin said with a smile."This is a blessing. What's wrong with that?"”
Nonsense, you are here to help my son become famous. Not only will I not blame you, I will even reward you.
However, the civil officials below were unhappy. Good heavens, you said that it was an eternal quatrain, and it was an eternal quatrain?
If a small poetry gathering could produce an eternal quatrain, then your eternal quatrain was a little cheap.
Pei Ji, an elder of the two dynasties, snorted coldly.”
"Don't tell me you're telling this old man that this ancient quatrain was written by a young man, and there's more than one of them?”
"Aren't you afraid of hurting your tongue?”
Li Shimin frowned. Although he had his doubts, Ba 'er was talented, but wasn't the quatrain of the ages a little too much?
Who knew that Fang Xiaoshang was neither servile nor overbearing and said seriously,"Just as Milord said, it was indeed done by a young master.”
"Indeed, there is more than one song."
Pei Ji choked, his expression unfriendly.
Li Shimin was even more curious." Read it quickly."”
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