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After finding Lao Cheng and Qin Qiong, Qin Lang and Xiao Cheng pretended to be good babies in front of their fathers.
What surprised Qin Lang was that it was originally just a poetry meeting for literati, but for some reason all the big shots from the court came!
Even Li Er changed into casual clothes and hid in the crowd, accompanied by a group of Wagang veterans, sitting aside calmly, not at all afraid that someone would take the opportunity to assassinate him.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? However, Qin Lang thought, these great scholars are all officials in the government, they must not fail to recognize Comrade Li's somewhat handsome old face, maybe they are all pretending to be confused because they understand!
Thinking about it, His Majesty the Emperor wants to go wherever he wants to join in the fun, how dare these ministers stop him? Of course I want to help cover!
Naturally, these great Confucian scholars and high-status officials would not stay in the plum garden or in the side rooms like ordinary scholars.
These old men with gray beards and trembling legs were all crowded into a hall. The fire in the hall was extremely bright. Young men with strong bodies and firepower like Qin Lang and Xiao Cheng had long been unable to withstand the heat and put on their outer clothes. Take it off.
The poetry written by the people in this hall is different from the poetry written by the scholars outside.
"These old men are now famous scholars all over the world, and they don't need to use poetry meetings to make themselves famous. Therefore, they are all referees. Although they also write poems, they are just friends gathering together to join in the fun.
"After the scholars outside wrote poems, they would be sorted out by special personnel and presented to the old men in these halls. They would judge the quality, select the three best poems, and distribute rewards to everyone.
"Alang." Cheng Yaojin held a tray with an inkstone, paper and pen on it. He came to Qin Lang and said with a smile: "Uncle Cheng has brought all the things for you. Think about it quickly and think of two good poems." , Suppress these old sours!"
"Yong Mei?" Qin Lang took the tray helplessly, took out the things one by one and put them on the table and asked.
"Yes, it's Yongmei!" Cheng Yaojin nodded, and then said with disdain: "I don't know what's good about plum blossoms, what can I say! But these old sour people have to do it every year "
Xiao Cheng nodded silently from the side.
He also felt that studying was really a chore. Since his father knew it, why did he have to force him to come to the poetry meeting? Even if he cheats, he still wants Alang to get him two poems?
"That's not right!" Old Cheng suddenly paused as he was talking and shook his head vigorously: "It's not just once!"
"There is nothing they can't sing about in the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter! Even for every festival, a poetry meeting is required! However, it is still widely spread among people. As long as you are a student, there is no one who does not want to have a poetry meeting!"
"Every time they hold a poetry meeting, the bookstores in Chang'an go crazy, collecting the poems written by these scholars, printing them into volumes, and selling them like crazy!"
As he spoke, Lao Cheng glared at his son fiercely: "I'm not going to die in this life! I didn't give birth to a good son who can recite poems and write poems! I can only put my hope in you, so that I can also hold it." Go and show off your book to others!"
"Huh?" Qin Lang suddenly paused while studying ink, looked at Old Cheng suspiciously and asked: "Uncle Cheng, didn't you say that when you came to the poetry meeting, you were humiliated by the literati because you had no master to teach you before? "
"How come you now have to hold a book to show off to others? What are you doing?"
Lao Cheng blinked: "Really? I told you that?" He frowned and thought, as if this was the case.
But this Alang is also a little too easy to deceive! Based on his reputation as Old Fairy Cheng, is there anyone in Chang'an who dares to humiliate him?
"Uncle Cheng." Qin Lang's voice became a little deeper: "You didn't deliberately deceive me to trick me into coming to the poetry meeting, did you?"
"No way! How could Uncle Cheng be that kind of person?" Old Cheng suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head without thinking: "Don't you know who Uncle Cheng is? If he hadn't been forced to do that by those literati, Why did I bring you here to find a place?"
Seeing the doubt in Qin Lang's eyes, Lao Cheng felt guilty and angry: "What's that look in your kid's eyes? You actually doubt me!"
"Anyway, I don't care! If you can't write a good poem that can suppress those rotten people, I'll be careful to beat you up!" Lao Cheng started to let go, with a scoundrel look on his face without a trace of the demeanor of a prince. He was different from those on the street. The gangsters who have grown old are no different!
"Virtue!" Li Er couldn't stand it anymore and glanced at Lao Cheng with disdain, gaining an intuitive understanding of how rogue this old guy was.
??????????????????? This old boy just rolls around in front of him on weekdays, why?It¡¯s really shameful that my nephew is like this!
Old God Qin Qiong was sitting aside, as motionless as a clay Buddha statue. If it weren¡¯t for the contempt in his eyes, people would have thought he was a dummy!
"Pfft!" Xiao Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud, clutching his stomach until he fell down laughing.
He originally thought that Alang was willing to come to the Poetry Club to become famous, but he didn¡¯t expect that he was tricked by his father!
It turns out that it¡¯s not that I¡¯m too stupid, it¡¯s that my father¡¯s level is too high. Seeing that Alang, who has always been regarded as a god by him, was also deceived by his father, I feel much more balanced!
"You're laughing!" Lao Cheng blushed slightly at the contemptuous looks from His Majesty and Qin Qiong, and slapped his son on the head in embarrassment: "If you weren't a little bastard, I would still have to lie to others. Are your children coming to the poetry festival?"
As soon as I said it, I realized that I had spilled the beans in a fit of anger. When I met Qin Lang's helpless eyes, I laughed guiltily: "My dear nephew, think quickly and write a good poem. Tomorrow, uncle will bring you some game to replenish your health!"
Xiao Cheng was extremely happy and sad. He was slapped on the back of the head by his father and bit his tongue. He glanced at his father with tears in his eyes. After receiving the angry look from his father, he could only look away obediently.
Really, Dad is good at everything, except that he can take action at any time! He is still so hot despite his age, no wonder he always runs to the flower building!
Qin Lang shook his head helplessly and continued to study the ink.
In fact, even if Lao Cheng had said that he wanted to make a name for himself at the poetry meeting so that he could show off his poetry album, he would still come!
If Lao Cheng had not arrived at the Wannian County Government Office in time, he would have lost control and killed Cui Li and County Magistrate Cui and the others, and left with Wan'er and Liu Yue.
But in that case, if you don't leave the Tang Dynasty, you will definitely be hunted down with a reward. After leaving the Tang Dynasty, you will be far away from your homeland. You have nothing to do. Anyway, you have no relatives in the Tang Dynasty, but Xia Wan and Liu Yue are afraid that they will feel it in their hearts. sad.
Later, when the Golden Palace was angry at Cui Xian and Zhang Liang for his own sake, including the brewing workshop, it seemed that Old Cheng loved money and had to have a hand in it, but he knew that Old Cheng was afraid that he would partner with His Majesty and be swallowed up in the end. Member!
With him getting involved, Li Er has the reputation of being a meritorious minister, so he won't get into trouble with his ministers over money.
"Have you figured it out yet?" Lao Cheng carefully leaned into Qin Lang's ear and interrupted his thoughts.
"Yeah." Qin Lang came back to his senses and smiled at Lao Cheng, picked up the pen and wrote a poem. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com