Cheng Yaojin was overjoyed and waved a piece of white paper in his hand.
He also said: "Everyone, come and see, this is a poem written by my family, Chu Bi! The poem is very beautiful. I am afraid that my old Cheng family will have the number one scholar next year."
After finishing, the poem was revealed.
It is the poem Li Min wrote yesterday.
Seeing his proud look, the civil and military officials were a little puzzled.
As for that?
It's just writing poetry.
But think about it, Cheng Yaojin's generation mainly practiced martial arts. He hoped that the next generation could learn literature. It would be best if they could be both civilized and martial arts.
The eldest son, Cheng Chumo, is still a reckless man. So all his hopes are pinned on the second son.
In the eyes of everyone, this old guy Cheng pretends to be cool and is really lawless.
If he knew that this poem was not written by his son, his expression would be very sad.
Someone came up and asked, "What kind of poem is this? Let's take a look. Is it really good?"
Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly.
"Why don't I read it to you, so that everyone can hear it. Take a good look at my son's literary talent! It will definitely shock you!"
After finishing, without waiting for anyone to respond, he cleared his throat and muttered:
“It’s beautiful when the water is blooming and the sky is clear, and it’s amazing when the mountains are covered with leaves and it’s raining.
If you want to compare Tianchi to Xizi, it’s always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.”
This old man is extremely powerful and full of energy, but his poems have a different charm.
After this thought came out, everyone finally understood.
It turns out there really is something there.
"Sure enough, the poetry is really good. I never expected that Duke Lu would have such a literary talent! It's really enviable."
"No, I didn't expect that a military general would have such a talented descendant. I'm so happy and congratulated."
"This poem is indeed a good poem! It is really terrifying for future generations!"
After hearing this, Cheng Yaojin felt completely comfortable.
This guy is pretty good at pretending.
Making everyone envious is his ultimate goal.
Some people expressed dissatisfaction with Cheng Yaojin's performance.
"It's not just that there are poems in your family, it's the same with my family."
It turned out to be Fang Xuanling, and he actually came out to join in the fun.
Some limelight brought Mr. Cheng out, which made him very unhappy.
Why? Because after all, I am also a civil servant, and my literary talents are naturally more successful than others.
If I were compared to him, I might not be able to live up to my reputation.
So, he also took out a piece of white paper and wrote some words on it.
"This is a poem that my beloved wife spent an hour writing last night. It is of great literary talent."
As soon as these words came out, Cheng Yaojin immediately frowned.
Okay, why are you joining in the fun?
I have one night, but you have one hour, so what?
At the same time, some officials said: "What are the poems written by the children of Wei Guogong? Read it out and listen to it. I think Lu Guogong's is good."
"The poems written by my children are unprecedented and unprecedented. I am amazed."
"Wei Guogong, please tell me, what are your children's poems? Don't be pretentious, learn from me, old Cheng, and be more direct. Don't talk about such nihilistic things."
Cheng Yaojin felt a little unhappy.
Fang Xuanling smiled and said, "Just listen!"
"In the middle of June in Chang'an Tianchi, the scenery is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.”
As soon as this poem came out, everyone couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Someone asked: "Wei Guogong, is this poem really written by your family's last wife?"
"Of course, I was there last night. Why don't you believe it?"
"Don't dare, I'm just asking!"
Someone said it again.
"Chu Bi of Lu Guogong's family also composed a poem. How could things in this world be so coincidental? How could the poems written by the two of them be so beautiful?"
And suddenly, Kong Yingda walked out.
He took the papers from Cheng Yaojin and Fang Xuanling's hands and began to compare them.
"Master Kong, what are you doing?"
Cheng Yaojin was unhappy.
Ask directly.
"this……"
Kong Yingda's expression changed drastically.
He said: "Gong Lu, Duke Wei, please do not let your majesty know about these two poems. I will collect these two poems on your behalf. Otherwise, there will be trouble."
What trouble could there be? Everyone was puzzled.
"That's not okay. My child finally composed such a poem, but you want to take it away. What do you mean?"
"Master Kong, what's going on? Why don't you let His Majesty know?"
Fang Xuanling felt something was fishy and asked quickly.
Yesterday, Kong Yingda took away most people's poems, but not those of these two people. After all, their status was high and no one dared to find out about them.
Today, they showed it off themselves.
If Li Shimin knew about this, he would definitely be angry to death.
He would also perform surgery on himself because he didn't take them all away.
"No, why don't you let us know? There must be a reason for this, right?"
Cheng Yaojin then asked, he must find out the reason.
Kong Yingda has no solution, and the reason cannot be explained.
So he said: "How about I talk to you when we leave the court?"
"No! Let's talk now!"
"Gong Lu, don't force me, it's not good for everyone!"
"Kong Yingda, what do you mean?"
Cheng Yao's golden energy came up immediately.
"Gong Lu, I think we should wait until we retreat from the court!"
Fang Xuanling advised.
He seemed to feel something was wrong.
But how could Cheng Yaojin get what he wanted?
He pulled up Kong Yingda's collar.
"Speak quickly, or I won't be polite!"
Kong Yingda has no solution, and the identity of the prince is hard to tell.
So he said: "Your child bought this poem from someone at the gate of the Imperial College. It cost more than 200 yuan!"
As soon as he spoke, all civil and military officials focused their attention on them.
This is embarrassing.
"Gong Lu, I asked you to wait, but you didn't. This is really embarrassing!"
Fang Xuanling blamed.
Cheng Yaojin was even more confused. He originally wanted to show off, but now it's better. He didn't show off, but he became the laughing stock of others.
"No, I have to ask Chubi about this. If this kid really does this, I have to beat him to death!"
He's just so hot.
As for Fang Xuanling, she remained silent.
Because, it's really embarrassing.
This kind of thing actually happened to me.
After all, I am also a generation of literati.
My literary talent is also very good, how come I gave birth to such a son? I went to buy poems from others and spent so much money. Isn’t it stupid?
I want to have a good chat with him when I go back.
The scene was extremely embarrassing.
At the same time, Kong Yingda pulled Cheng Yaojin's hand away.
"Gong Lu, I didn't want to talk about it. It's not my fault!"
So I was about to go to one side.
But at this moment, Li Shimin came out.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Li Shimin appeared.
All civil and military officials saluted.
"Greetings to Your Majesty!"
At this time, he did not go to the dragon chair, but walked towards Kong Yingda.
Kong Yingda was so frightened that he quickly put the two pieces of white paper behind him.