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Chapter 223 I Wrote It!
Everyone looked at Li Chengqian who was sitting in the middle. Li Lizhi was the most angry. His brother had obviously written such a good poem, but his father actually asked him to write a poem. This was clearly aimed at him!
Chang Sun Chong was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect the sage to have another trick, there is a word called Jiang Lang's talent exhaustion, he felt that Li Chengqian could use this word to describe it now.

If he wanted to write another good poem, he would have to wait at least a few hours. This was Chang Sun Chong's idea.

The aloof Li Er also felt that he was a little too much, mainly because the poem written by Li Chengqian before was absolutely perfect, and the more he thought about it, the better he felt.

After Wang De finished writing the poem for Li Chengqian, he sent the copied poem to Li Er, so that Li Er could leisurely review the poem over and over again.

"Who still wants to write poetry? I can't just leave this opportunity to Gao Ming, everyone has the opportunity." Li Er said.

To be honest, with Li Chengqian in front of him, no one really wants to write poems. Even if what Li Chengqian wrote before was just a poem, their poems and poems are not comparable.

Looking at the other people who shrank their heads like quails, Li Er was very dissatisfied. Is he satisfied with Li Chengqian?In fact, I am not very satisfied.

He knows very well what a qualified monarch needs. For example, what Li Chengqian needs now is to hide his strength, bide his time, and hide his clumsiness.

And what about Li Chengqian?The light is too bright, although it should be like this in the life of a young and promising young man, but it is too much.

But looking at it now, it is clear that Li Chengqian is too good. It is obvious that no one dares to stand up, or even say a word.

Li Er glanced at Li Tai, feeling very dissatisfied. Qing Que was extremely intelligent since he was a child, and he also liked this child very much, but now, he is clearly a quail with his head shrunk.

He decided to let Li Tai also try the feeling of writing poetry.

"Qing Que, I have always thought that you are extremely intelligent. Among my princes, you are relatively intelligent. Stand up and write a poem." Li Er said.

Li Tai: "..."

"Negative emotion value from Li Tai, +155"

Li Chengqian: "???"

People sit on the ground and pots come from heaven?
Li Chengqian is convinced that he is his own brother, is he really his own brother?

Of course Li Tai prepared poems, but he felt that none of his poems could compare to Li Chengqian's previous line.

In other words, he would humiliate himself by reading it out. In this case, it would be better not to say anything.

"Father, my son is not feeling well today, I'm afraid I won't be able to recite poems..." Li Tai said.

Li Er was expressionless, noncommittal.

He closed his eyes, began to close his eyes and meditate, and said nothing.

Everyone knew that Li Er was angry, and they didn't dare to speak. Originally, the banquet was for dinner, and no one dared to eat except Fang Jun.

Fang Jun was still sighing in his heart. He and Du He had eaten the food here many times before, and the taste was very clear, but the food for the real banquet was really delicious.

Li Chengqian noticed the heartless Fang Jun, and couldn't help sighing, this buddy has a good attitude, everyone is so frightened, and he still eats so deliciously.

Li Er quite likes Fang Jun, he doesn't like these people who have no guts.

Li Erweng said angrily, "Eat, the mooncakes are so delicious."

Everyone started eating, except Li Chengqian who was sitting cross-legged in the middle, but Li Tai was still standing because Li Er didn't let him sit down.

To be honest, Li Chengqian was really confused. Ever since he thought of the phrase "the desert is solitary and the moon is full, the long river is full of moon", these ten words have been hovering in his mind.

He even felt that his brain was broken, why didn't he know how to turn?Very painful!

Speaking of the poems describing and singing about the moon, there are so many, so numerous that it is not an exaggeration to pick them up at your fingertips, but Li Chengqian just can't think of any of them!

The people at the banquet were bored, and the poems they wrote were all similar, meaningless and nothing new. If I had to say the reason, it was because Li Chengqian's poem was too powerful.

People kept reporting the situation inside, and everyone was surprised one after another.

"The saint asked His Royal Highness to compose a poem. He said that the previous poem was a poem and that one did not count." The eunuch said.

Everyone took a breath, what happened to the saint?Do you really regard Li Chengqian as a tool for writing poetry?

Cheng Chumo said: "He really won't write another good poem, right? I don't believe it!"

His words made many people nod, and that was indeed the case.

Du He completely believed in Li Chengqian, he had never doubted Li Chengqian.

"Just take a look! The poem written by Brother Tony this time must be very good. I want to write it down!" Du He said.

As soon as this remark came out, there was booing immediately. Everyone knew how much Du He weighed. Can he remember Li Chengqian's poems?How can it make people laugh so much?
Another notification of the situation inside.

"The sage asked Li Tai to write poems, but Li Tai excused himself from poor health." The eunuch said.

Everyone gasped again, Li Tai is really unlucky!But they can also understand, indeed, if they take out a poem casually, it will appear that they have little talent.

It's hard for Li Tai!Everyone knows Li Tai's difficulties, and they are also very fortunate that they don't have to go to the inner banquet, as expected, the outer banquet is more comfortable. Anyway, it is said that there is no difference between the inside and the outside, and the food is almost the same.

The eunuch continued: "There is no food for the inner banquet."

Everyone: "???"

Everyone put down the things in their hands silently. Du He took a bite of the mooncake in his hand. I don't know what these people are afraid of. They don't eat inside or outside?
Cheng Yaojin, who came back from the latrine, was very satisfied when he saw this scene.

"Not bad, everyone is waiting for me, I'm a little embarrassed!" Cheng Yaojin said.

Cheng Chumo whispered to Cheng Yaojin: "The saint is angry and won't let us eat."

Cheng Yaojin frowned, what is this?He looked at Du He and found that this guy was fine.

"Speak clearly." Cheng Yaojin said.

Cheng Chumo had no choice but to explain everything clearly.

Cheng Yaojin nodded, picked up the mooncake and took a bite.

"What are you afraid of? We are outsiders, not insiders." Cheng Yaojin said.

Everyone started to eat, and the eunuch also came out and relayed Li Er's words, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay.

It's time to eat and drink, this moon appreciation conference is still going on.

Ordinary people in Chang'an City are also admiring the moon and eating mooncakes. For the first time in history, ordinary people and wealthy officials eat the same thing, mooncakes.

What's this?This is equality.

Even the emperor ate mooncakes that night, with the same flavors.

"Mother, the moon in the sky is so round!" said a child.

"Yes, today is the day of reunion, and the moon is also very round." The woman said.

The child said, "Is there really Chang'e on the moon?"

The woman showed gentleness: "Yes, of course there are."

The child stares at the moon, full of anticipation in his heart, it is really beautiful.

It is okay for children to look at the sun, but it is more comfortable and pleasant to look at the moon.

The moonlight is like water, falling on the world, it is not violent at all, but very soft, it is indeed very suitable for viewing.

"I want to go out and play," said the child.

"Go."

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, all the workshops in Chang'an City canceled the curfew. Of course, many soldiers and imperial troops were put on patrol, just to give everyone a safe Mid-Autumn Festival.

This was also what Li Chengqian had requested. As for the money consumed, of course he paid for it.

In fact, it cost him a lot of money. Everyone who went out to patrol tonight was paid three times the salary.

At that time, many people advised Li Chengqian not to do this. It was too expensive and if something happened, he would have to bear the responsibility.

However, Li Chengqian is stubborn and must do this, even if it is only for this day.

The street is very lively, besides selling moon cakes, there are other snacks, mutton, lollipops...

Children are surrounded by lollipop vendors, all buying lollipops to eat.

Seeing this scene, the patrolling soldiers suddenly felt that it was worth it this time. If they made everyone so happy, what would it matter if they did more work?

Even if you can't go out to fight, shed your blood for the country, so that everyone can come out to eat, drink, and play around happily at night, which is also a very good thing.

Chang'an looks like an international metropolis...

The curfew should really be cancelled. This is the idea of ​​​​many people, which is a bit too naive. After all, doing this every day requires more manpower and material resources than ordinary people can withstand, and Li Chengqian cannot withstand it.

If this matter wants to be successful, he can only think of other ways, and this matter is naturally what Li Chengqian wants to do.

Back at the Moon Appreciation Conference, Li Er squinted his eyes and rested for about the same time. He opened his eyes and looked at Li Chengqian.

"Gao Ming, the time given to you is about the same. Have you ever thought of a good poem?" Li Er asked.

"Yes." Li Chengqian said.

His brain was short-circuited, and all he could think of now was the simplest, yet most catchy poem.

"There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and look down at your hometown." Li Chengqian said slowly.

When the first sentence was just uttered, everyone felt that it was not very good, but after Li Chengqian uttered each sentence, everyone's eyes changed. This poem is amazing!
Every game is very simple, but it is so comfortable, and the highest level of poetry is not how gorgeous the words are, but the word comfort.

This poem can be said to be the highest level of poetry, did Li Chengqian write such a good poem so easily?

Li Er's eyes lit up and his mood got better again. This poem is very good.

"Gao Ming, what is the name of this poem?" Li Er asked.

"Quiet night thinking." Li Chengqian said.

"What a poem!" Li Er said, "I thought you had exhausted all your strength in writing the last poem, but I didn't expect that this poem was so well written!"

Li Chengqian said: "It's not very powerful, but just talk about twenty words, it's a very simple matter."

Everyone stared at Li Chengqian, trying to figure out what Li Chengqian meant, but he actually said that?Twenty words?Is it really that simple?

If it's really that simple, why don't others write such twenty characters?Especially Li Tai, he really couldn't hold back his face!

Li Chengqian said: "Father, let Qingque stand like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand up soon, let him sit down."

Li Er nodded and waved his hand.

Li Tai sat down, his legs were shaking, one was because of fear, and the other was because his legs were really sore.

There are mixed feelings in his heart now, and he doesn't know whether to blame Li Chengqian or thank him.

The complaint is because Li Chengqian's poems are indeed of a very high level, which caused him to be punished by his father, and the thanks are because Li Chengqian let him sit down, which really made him comfortable.

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown, okay..." Li Er said to himself.

He took a sip of wine and another sip of fish, with enjoyment in his eyes, such poems are the most delicious.

Fang Jun was overjoyed, this is his favorite poem, he listened to it once, and remembered [-]% of it!
He almost had to memorize the poem, which was something he had never experienced before.

"Okay! I asked Du He to prepare poems for him before, but I didn't expect him to be so good! From now on, let him prepare poems for us!" Fang Jun thought to himself.

He seemed to have forgotten the advice Li Chengqian gave him before. Although he didn't use it, the result was good.

The eunuch hurriedly took out the poem for everyone to enjoy while it was still hot.

"There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and look down at your hometown," said the eunuch.

Cheng Chumo was stunned. Do you really want this guy Li Chengqian to write this poem?Moreover, how does this poem become more enjoyable the more you listen to it?

Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chumo on the head, and he said, "Did you hear that? This is a poem written by Li Chengqian. Let's see what you wrote? There is not a single word in his poem that is not commonly used. That Don’t you know the word? Have you never used that word? Why are you so stupid?”

Cheng Chumo: "..."

"Negative emotion value from Cheng Chumo, +155"

He has convinced his father, so many things in this world are easier said than done!Of course he knew that this poem was very simple, but the simpler the poem, the harder it was to write!
Du He was also very happy, he did not forget to add insult to injury to Cheng Chumo.

"Well, I said, I'm going to recite this poem, listen carefully, I've recited it!" Du He said.

"There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, a streak of frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and look down at your hometown."

Du He recited the poem he had memorized. Although there were some flaws, no one doubted that he could memorize this poem. This poem is indeed very simple.

"You are lucky for such a simple poem, otherwise, what you said before would still not be realized." Cheng Chumo said.

"This is the tacit understanding between us brothers. How could we know?" Du He said, "He must have known that I wanted him to write a poem like this, so he wrote it."

Cheng Chumo rolled his eyes, now it's all right, this guy Du He is blowing up?What does it mean?
Li Chengqian, who was at the banquet, said, "Let's start admiring the moon."

Li Er said: "Okay, let's start."

Li Chengqian clapped his hands and the roof actually opened. Everyone was extremely surprised. What the hell is this?

(End of this chapter)