Ying Che wanted to 1v4?
The discussions of the officials of the Great Tang could no longer be suppressed in the Yonghe Temple. This was a situation they had never imagined.
Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang were all renowned scholars, the name cards of the Great Tang's culture to the other countries, but Ying Che had actually dared to let the four of them attack together.
Did he think that he was losing face and might as well play a big game?
"Ying Che, how can you be so desperate?"
Li Lizhi's fair and tender face puffed up slightly. She couldn't control her emotions and was a little angry. She puffed up her cheeks like a hamster.
Meng Yi and the rest of the people from the Great Qin Embassy were stunned. They couldn't believe that Ying Che would make such a decision. Was the Ninth Young Master really that talented?
"Young Master Ying Che, are you joking?”
Wang Wentai locked his eyes on Ying Che, as if he was afraid of regret.
"Great Qin's disciple Mu Lixin, a man of his word, never jokes!”
"Good, Ninth Young Master is truly bold. Since Young Master wants to face the four geniuses of the Great Tang, how can the Great Tang go against Young Master's wishes?”
Wang Wentai laughed.
However, everyone knew that his laughter wasn't a praise for Ying Che. He was looking forward to seeing Ying Che humiliate himself.
The Five Families and Seven Families were also laughing secretly. Their revenge had begun.
"Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, Luo Binwang, the four of you come out.”
Wang Wentai beckoned for Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang to come out and introduce the four scholars of the Great Tang to the ministers and envoys.
The four of them were all geniuses of the Great Tang, with profound knowledge and extraordinary talent. Among them, Yang Jiong was from Longyou, and he was older.
Lu Zhaolin came from the Lu family of Fanyang, which had five surnames and seven families. He was also older. Only Wang Bo and Luo Binwang were younger. However, Luo Binwang was from a poor family among the four, so his ranking and reputation were lower.
Wang Bo was the youngest of the four. He came from the Wang family in Taiyuan and was introduced by Wang Wentai.
"Wang Bo came from the Wang family of Taiyuan. He was intelligent and studious. At the age of six, he could write, at the age of nine, he could sing, and at the age of twelve, he was familiar with the Three Talents and Six Families. At the age of sixteen, he became famous and became a young hero of the Wang family!”
Wang Bo stood beside Wang Wentai. He was dressed in white, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was in high spirits. At a glance, everyone could feel the arrogance emanating from him.
Without a doubt.
This was an extremely confident young man.
Such arrogance and self-confidence was hard to resist.
This was because Wang Bo's literary talent was known throughout the Great Tang, and even in the entire world, it would be difficult to find anyone who could match his talent.
After introducing the four heroes, Wang Wentai kowtowed to Li Shimin.
"Since the Qin-Tang alliance banquet has agreed on a literary contest, why don't Your Majesty set a topic and participate in it?”
Li Shimin pondered for a moment and looked at the lively Yonghe Palace, then looked down at the festive scene of the tens of thousands of families in Chang 'an. He said,"
" It's the night banquet of the Great Tang Palace. The guests and envoys are gathered here. There are thousands of lights in Chang 'an.
Such a lively scene, I feel comforted. Since that's the case, then let's use the weather of the Great Tang as a topic.”
"You can write everything you see and everything you see, no matter what!”
"The topic is the weather of the Great Tang!"
Li Lizhi's heart tightened. Out of all the choices, her father, Li Shiming, chose the most difficult one.
The atmosphere of the Great Tang could not be summarized with a single sentence. One needed to have a deep understanding of the Great Tang in order to write the most emotional poems.
This poem topic was extremely difficult for Wang Yang, Lu Luo, and the other two.
Moreover, it had to be thought of at the last minute.
Wang Bo, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Binwang frowned. The Great Tang was not that easy to describe.
However, today, the Qin and Tang had formed an alliance, and the eyes of the world were gathered here. Once he came up with an excellent poem, not only would he gain the attention of the emperor, but he would also become famous again.
At this moment, Yang Jiong stood up and immediately said,""Your Majesty, I have a poem for you."
"You figured it out already?" Li Shimin was a little surprised. He had just mentioned the topic, and Yang Jiong had already thought of a poem?
"I can't describe the weather of the Great Tang even if I use up all the water in the three rivers, but I've already thought of a poem at home that might be able to describe it.”
"A chivalrous man travels around, and a golden whip controls a purple horse. Snake bow white feather arrow, crane reins red velvet autumn.
He came to the South China Sea to make a name for himself, and his long cry went to the North. The Turks have not yet been destroyed, so they should be granted marquises.”
"The alliance between Qin and Tang is to solve the problem of the Great Tang's Turks. Although I am a scholar, I also have the intention of killing the enemy and serving the country!”
When Yang Jiong finished reading his poem, the officials of the Tang Empire were speechless.
Yang Jiong was the first one to speak up. He wanted to express his ambition to Li Shimin.
Li Shiming couldn't help but laugh, and he was also a little speechless. However, Yang Jiong's goal was very successful, and Li Shiming remembered him.
"Your poem doesn't match the topic, but your ambition is commendable.”
After Li Shimin finished rewarding Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin walked out and said,"Your Majesty, I thought of a poem."
"Inexpressible, poems need to be titled!”Wang Wentai shouted.
"Sima, my poem was just created, not done to seize the opportunity.”
Lu Zhaolin was very disdainful of Yang Jiong's clever approach. He walked slowly in the Yonghe Temple and proudly recited his poem,
"The burning map loses its treasure, and the yellow calendar opens. His ancestors were like the emperor, and his ancestors were like the emperor.
The sun hung down on the jade chariot, and the clouds of the jade tomb rose. The clouds in the east are dry, and the south wind enters the strings.
Long live the mountains, and the Yellow River will celebrate for a thousand years. The golden rope is tied forever, and the jade hangs long."
"This subject believes that the Great Tang's prosperity is all thanks to Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty is still around, the Great Tang will always be prosperous!”
When Lu Zhaolin read out his poem, many of the officials nodded.
To be able to come up with a poem with neat words and sentences and literary talent in such a short period of time, Lu Zhaolin could indeed be said to be talented.
However, there were also many famous officials like Zhangsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Wei Zheng who frowned.
Lu Zhaolin's poem had too many marks of being chiseled by an axe, and it was suspected of flattering Li Shimin. It was difficult to be called an excellent masterpiece.
If it were any other emperor, he might be overjoyed, but Li Shimin was a person who knew his gains and losses. He would not like such flattering poems.
As expected, Li Shi Min only nodded slightly and looked at Luo Bin Wang, Wang Bo, and Ying Che.
"This poem is not bad and can be rewarded with a thousand gold. Have you thought of a poem now?”
"Your Majesty, I've already thought of a poem!”
Luo Binwang was the first to walk into the Yonghe Temple. Although he was wearing a thin winter robe, he could not hide his arrogance.
The eyes of the ministers lit up, and even Li Shi Min was looking forward to it.
Among the four heroes of the Tang Empire, Wang, Yang, Lu, and Luo, Luo Binwang could compete with Wang Bo in terms of ranking. However, he was from a poor family and did not have any influence to advocate, so he was ranked last.
"Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Nation, Nine Gates of the Imperial City. If you don't see the emperor's prime, how can you know that the emperor is noble?
The emperor lived in the valley of Xiao Han, Quail Ye Longshan Hou Dian Fu. The Five Verses Series, The Stars "
Luo Binwang recited the famous " Imperial Capital Chapter ". Just the first four sentences were enough to send a majestic aura surging over.
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