Chapter 836 The name is stinky and long like an old lady's foot-binding cloth
Chapter 836 A poem with a name as long and smelly as an old lady’s footcloth (please subscribe and vote)
Li Shimin looked at Cheng Chubi with a half-smile, until he saw that Cheng Chubi was feeling uncomfortable, and then he laughed.
"Cheng Sanlang, Cheng Sanlang, can you please save me some trouble?"
"Uncle, today I am my father. My nephew, I have always been very low-key."
Cheng Chubi quickly shook his head wildly. If he hadn't been forced by his own father, why would he be so low-key?
Li Shimin sighed helplessly, and when he glanced around, he saw the vulgar warriors of the Ruyi Gang drinking and eating meat, enjoying themselves very much.
I don't know what he was mumbling, but I can't tell if it's something he didn't want to hear.
Li Shimin then turned his head, stared at Cheng Chubi for a long time, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and muttered.
"You kid, I think it's a bit unfair to ask you to teach medicine. You should be allowed to go to the Imperial College."
Li Yuan on the side twirled his long beard happily.
"Erlang's words make sense. This guy is full of talent, but his handwriting is a little ugly, otherwise it would be really appropriate."
When Li Shimin heard this, he grinned and laughed silently for a long time before saying.
"Haha, that's why you said that, father, because you haven't seen Cheng Sanlang's paintings yet."
"..." Cheng Chubi looked at Li Shimin with a dark look on his face. Emperor, boss, expose other people's shortcomings. Is this the work of a wise and mighty king?
Besides, my painting style is a mixture of Impressionism and Fauvism, okay?
"Well, I really want to take a closer look someday, Zhongbao, bring me the reward." Li Yuan chuckled and said hello to the side.
Cheng Chubi saw the selfless Eunuch Zhongbao bring a box and opened it.
Li Yuan reached in and picked up a beautiful, crystal clear crystal bottle.
The familiar shape and the seemingly incomparable size made Cheng Chubi's whole body almost burst into pieces.
Seeing Cheng Sanlang's extremely frightened expression, Li Yuan chuckled.
"You little baby, what's that expression like? I'm giving you something as a reward. What do you mean? Why, do you think I'm deceiving you with old things?"
"Really?" Cheng Chubi hesitated whether he should reach out.
"If you keep nagging, do you believe I asked him to reward you with the old one as well?"
"Letter, I believe it. Thank you His Majesty the Emperor for your generous gift." Cheng Chubi quickly grabbed it, but his mood was very complicated.
Is this thing the original one? Is Li Yuan maliciously seeking revenge on himself?
Cheng Chubi felt that the answer to this mystery would have to wait until he encountered another crystal bottle with a similar appearance in Li Yuan's Dacheng Palace.
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In the Lizheng Hall, Queen Changsun and other noble ladies who had honored the noble princes also received news from the Taiji Hall.
When they heard that several generals were appearing in Confucian shirts, the wives of those generals all looked slightly embarrassed.
But fortunately, as these generals in Confucian robes began to display their talents in the Tai Chi Hall, the atmosphere in the Li Zheng Hall became increasingly weird.
Until General Cheng put all the upper and lower couplets together in high spirits and composed a poem with great literary and artistic value.
Empress Changsun buried her head deeply and rubbed her eyebrows with a complicated expression.
Needless to say, the big problem must have been caused by that boy Cheng Sanlang. But as the host of the harem banquet, he himself.
I really couldn't find a place to hide and laugh my heart out, so I could only continue to endure it.
But Miss Wu, who was standing aside to serve the wine, felt her pretty face turn red and her watery eyes filled with color.
Even if she was thinking with her little toes, she could be sure that, father-in-law, ahem... a masterpiece of poetry by the mighty General Cheng.
As well as the second couplet produced by the generals in Confucian shirts, they must have been written by the cute and cute Cheng Sanlang.
Sure enough, he was not in Chang'an last year. If he were in Chang'an, how could he let those civil servants win applause for their mediocre works?
Ms. Cui sat there as calm as a mountain, continuing to enjoy the delicious food with a smile, and communicated in low voices with her companions around her from time to time.
In response to the compliments thrown at her by noble ladies, Ms. Cui always seemed so graceful, humble and gentle.
They are simply two extremes from the Cheng family father and son who felt uncomfortable not doing anything in the Tai Chi Hall.
The affairs of her husband and children were nothing in Cui's eyes.
Perhaps in her eyes, her husband's true temperament is what she appreciates.
And these second couplets, as well as the poem with a long and smelly title like an old lady's foot-binding cloth, soon spread outside the Tai Chi Hall.
Compared with the old and solemn princes and nobles in the Taiji Hall, many of the ministers and servants outside are young people, and their temperament is naturally much more out-of-the-box.
After hearing so many second couplets appeared, and they were all created by that gang of notorious generals.
Many officials just held their heads and shook their heads and said it was impossible. Some people were mumbling in confusion, maybe feeling that all the books they had read in the past decades had been wasted.
And Xin Mao made their small circle look at each other and smile in a tacit understanding.
"I guess it was Mrs. Cheng who did it." Wu Xiangshou inhaled like a toothache.
"I haven't produced a single couplet, but Cheng Taichang has produced so many paintings.
He is actually able to combine the first couplet and the lower couplets into a poem with a lot of artistic conception. His talent and learning are so high that no one can match them."
Shangguan Yi's smile seemed a little bitter, he raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it all before speaking.
"It must be him. He thinks he is talented and has been famous since he was a child. But after hearing about Cheng Taichang's many deeds, hehe..."
"Don't you guys think it's normal? If a great and knowledgeable man like Cheng Taichang is like me, how can he win the emperor's favor?"
"And he is so talented and learned, which really makes me admire him even more. If he hadn't already passed the imperial examination and become an official this time, otherwise, I would have worshiped under Cheng Taichang's door."
Ren Yaxiang's words made everyone present nodded in agreement.
Today is not the time to talk, but I have a good rest tomorrow, so I can go to Duke Lu's Mansion to visit Cheng Taichang and have a good chat with him.
Let's see if this knowledgeable and talented boss is willing to let the Cheng University recruit some children from poor families to study with him.
And that night, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet held in Taiji Hall had not yet ended.
There are already several second couplets of the Jue couplet published by Cheng Taichang in the "Chang'an Xun Bao", and it is also reported that General Cheng compiled it into poems.
It had already spread out from the palace, and began to spread in the Mid-Autumn Festival night with lightning speed.