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Chapter 47 Can you enlighten me
"Brother Yi Zhi, this is none of your business, don't meddle in it." Yuchi Baolin said.

"This..." Fang Yi has a perplexed expression on his face.

Just when Fang Yizhi was in a dilemma, a voice shouted, "His Royal Highness King Yue is here."

"Join His Highness the King of Yue." Everyone quickly stood up and bowed in salute.

Li Tai walked in with a smile on his face, looked at the crowd and said, "Thank you all for coming to Xiao Wang's poetry meeting. With your participation, this poetry meeting will definitely be a good story."

Lin Xuan secretly looked at Li Tai, this is the living prince and grandson.

Li Tai was young and very fat, with a round face. When he smiled, his eyes became a slit, and he couldn't even see the eyeballs.

Lin Xuan was a little disappointed. He originally thought that the prince and grandson should be strong and imposing, but he didn't expect that he was no different from ordinary people.

Li Tai walked up to the top and finished, and said with a smile, "Xiao Wang heard someone arguing from afar, and I don't know what it is?"

Hearing Li Tai's question, someone immediately told what happened just now.

Li Tai didn't show any expression after listening, but said with a smile: "The purpose of Xiao Wang's poetry meeting is to let everyone communicate with each other and make better works. Make friends with poetry."

His words seem to be mutually exclusive, but they are actually implying to Wang Tao that he should not use his own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths.

Cheng Chumo and the others didn't understand the meaning of Li Tai's words, so they curled their lips and said nothing.

Their father had told them to keep respect and distance from the prince.

"Your Highness is right." Wang Tao understood Li Tai's words and said with a smile on his face.

Lin Xuan smiled, of course he understood Li Tai's meaning, but it's hard to say anything now.

"Xiao Wang recently got an inkstone used by Wang Xizhi. Whoever's poems are the best among all, Xiao Wang will give the inkstone to him." Li Tai said with a smile.

wow~
Li Tai's words caused an uproar.

The inkstone used by Wang Xizhi will definitely be a priceless treasure if it is kept in later generations.

But in the Tang Dynasty, it can only be regarded as a treasure.

Not so unusual.

But it is different for literati. It is a very honorable thing to have an inkstone used by Wang Xizhi.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Li Tai was very satisfied, and said, "The theme of the poetry meeting is snow. Everyone has an hour. After an hour, the best poems will be selected."

"I hope you guys can come up with poems that people can read later, just don't lose face like last time." Wang Tao sneered, and formed a circle with a few close friends.

"What happened last time?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.

"Last time we heard that there was a poetry meeting, and we came here because we thought it was fun. We didn't compose poetry, but they laughed at us for cheating food and drink." Cheng Chumo said with some embarrassment.

Lin Xuan is silent, aren't you here to cheat for food and drink?

"Lin Xuan, it's all up to you this time, how is your poem preparation?" Yuchi Baolin asked.

Cheng Chumo and Li Deju also looked at Lin Xuan nervously.

"It's already been prepared, don't worry." Lin Xuan said confidently.

The poems he took out were all famous poems that have been passed down through the ages. There is no one in this group who can type, so how could they write any good poems.

"Then write it out quickly." Cheng Chumo urged.

"What's the rush, it's still early, I'm writing soon." Lin Xuan said indifferently.

Seeing this, several people in the silent place are not urging.

Everyone else wrote their own poems, and a group gathered to discuss it, often with a burst of praise.

The four of Cheng Chumo sat there talking and laughing while drinking.

"We'll see how embarrassing you are later." Seeing Cheng Chumo and the others smiling happily, Wang Tao thought to himself.

When the time was about to end, Lin Xuan picked up a pen and wrote a poem.

"Everyone's time is up, do you have any good poems that you can show Xiao Wang to appreciate?"

He had just finished writing when Li Tai's voice came.

"Your Highness, we agree that Wang Tao's poem is the best."

"Yes, Your Highness, we are all willing to bow down."

……

Hearing everyone's praise, Wang Tao looked at Cheng Chumo and the others proudly.

Li Tai looked at Wang Tao's poem, nodded, and said, "It's really good. Since no one has any objections, the first name of this poetry meeting is Wang Tao."

"Wait, Your Highness, you haven't read our poem yet!" Cheng Chumo said.

Yuchi Baolin echoed, "That's right, we haven't read our poem yet, so why are you announcing him as the first name?"

"But Wang Tao's poems have been unanimously approved by everyone." Li Tai said with a frown.

Know the topic in advance, why give an hour?
The purpose is to let them make their own evaluation and choose the top name that everyone is convinced.

"They haven't read our poems, so why should they say his poems are the best?" Cheng Chu said unconvinced.

"Pfft, they can also write poetry?"

"It would be nice for them to be able to write."

"They probably bought a poem from nowhere and thought they were going to win the top spot."

"Ha ha"

When the others heard Cheng Chumo's words, they all laughed.

"Since that's the case, please take out the poems and let everyone see, who is good and who is bad, let everyone judge." Li Tai said.

Their fathers all held military power, and Li Tai didn't want to offend them.

"Look and see, who is afraid of whom."

Cheng Chumo picked up the poem written by Lin Xuan and unfolded it directly.

I saw twenty large characters written on the paper:
There were a few branches of plum in the corner, and Ling Han opened it alone.

I know it is not snow, because there is a secret fragrance.

"This…"

Others wanted to take a look at it and pick out a problem to ridicule it.

I was dumbfounded when I saw the poem.

How can they ridicule such a good poem?

Although their poems are average, they still have some knowledge after reading so many books.

The poems in front of me are masterpieces that can be handed down through the ages. If they can't speak well, doesn't it show that their level is very low?

Li Tai was the most shocked. What shocked him was not the poems, but the words.

He is very familiar with the characters. He once saw a pair of characters in Li Shimin's. The font and handwriting are exactly the same.

"You wrote this?" Li Tai looked at Lin Xuan and asked.

He knew everyone in Cheng Chumo, so it was impossible for them to write this word, so Lin Xuan was the only one who was with them.

Lin Xuan bowed and saluted, "It's exactly what I wrote, which made His Highness laugh."

Seeing Lin Xuan's confession, Li Tai asked again: "It's snowing late, can I have a drink? You wrote it too?"

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Exactly."

"I don't know Mr. Tai's driving age, so I have neglected Mr., may I ask Mr.'s name?" Li Tai got up and said saluting.

Lin Xuan hurriedly dodged and said, "Your Highness has beaten me, I'm going to Lin Xuan."

"Mr. is excellent in both poetry and calligraphy. Tai has always wanted to ask him for advice. I don't know if he can teach you." Li Tai bowed again.

"This…"

The others were dumbfounded, Li Tai was equivalent to apprenticeship.

The young man in front of him, He Dehe Neng, can actually make the King of Yue break his corporal.

"I have little talent and learning, and I really can't teach His Royal Highness the King of Yue." Lin Xuan quickly refused.

(End of this chapter)