After Marrying a Vegetative Princess, I Went Crazy With Joy! Chapter 10: 91 to 100, a manhua/chinese comics/漫画 fanfic

There is no chapter 91 where I found this story, so lets go to 92.

"Su Li's poems have a variety of styles, and the poems involving many life experiences are even more thought-provoking. It is hard to believe that they were written by the same person. But every capital can be called a masterpiece. I have to say, in As well as writing poems, Su Li is indeed a genius!"

Changsun Chong put on a face, and said very sincerely.

After the voice fell, everyone else was thoughtful.

The so-called speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Not to mention, what Chang Sun Chong said was deliberately digging a hole for Su Li.

Many of the people present were already well-known talents, and they were also very obsessed with composing poetry.

When they saw Su Li's poems, they were shocked.

Over the past few days, I have been devoting myself to reading, and when I read it, I am always amazed!

No one ever doubted that Su Li was not the author of these poems.

After all, in this day and age, there are almost no cheaters.

Especially scholars, they all love face.

When copying the public?

Your reputation will directly ruin you!

At that time, everyone will walk around when they see you.

When the children want to get married, no one comes to the door to talk about matchmaking.

Anyone with a bit of status doesn't bother to say a word to you.

Who can stand this?

This is much more powerful than any credit reporting system in later generations.

Under such pressure, who would do such a thing?

Besides, there is one thing to say, copying poems in the Tang Dynasty is really not beneficial.

Even in the prosperous Tang Dynasty later, when powerful poets emerged in endlessly, I have never heard of anyone who would go to the peak of life because of good poems.

As strong as Li Bai, a poetic fairy, he has been seeking official positions all his life, and he can talk and laugh freely in front of the emperor, but he has never got a position to display his ambitions.

Du Fu, who was as famous as Li Bai, was once poor.

What does this mean?

A well-written poem can neither become an official nor get rich, it is useless!

The consequences of copying poems are extremely serious.

The pay and return are not proportional at all.

Under such circumstances, which fool is too full to copy poems?

If you have that kind of skill, you might as well study hard, or walk around with nobles and aristocratic families. At any rate, it is a real ladder to advancement.

But after hearing Chang Sun Chong's words, these talented scholars suddenly reacted.

yes!

Copying poems may be a loss-making business for others, but it is not the case for Su Li!

Su Li is the son-in-law, enjoying the huge property of the princess mansion, and living a worry-free life.

In his official career, he has nothing to pursue.

After all, he was born as a farmer, with neither background nor ability, so it is impossible for His Majesty to let him be an official.

But there's a problem with that.

The other sons-in-law are either from famous families, or are good at fighting.

Su Li doesn't care what she wants. Compared with other concubines, she is naturally a head shorter.

Su Li has no face, which means Princess Changle has no face.

Then think of the rumor that was circulating in Chang'an some time ago.

Everyone feels as if they understand something...

Immediately afterwards, sullen expressions appeared on many people's faces.

They feel that they have been cheated by Su Li!

This sense of disillusionment, like the collapse of belief, made many people extremely angry.

For all of this, Chang Sun Chong naturally saw it in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but continued to smile and said, "Everyone, I plan to hold another poetry meeting in a few days. At that time, I will invite Su Li to the meeting. Everyone can come and discuss poetry with Su Li's son-in-law." Way to learn from him~

Chang Sun Chong's words immediately received a warm response.

However, looking at their gloomy expressions, one can tell that the next poetry meeting will definitely not be a fan meeting.

It's an anti-counterfeiting conference!

They want to expose Su Li's true face of deceiving the world!

Just as Chang Sun Chong expected.

After the poetry meeting ended, the evaluation of Su Li's attitude changed rapidly.

As Chang Sun Chong's words spread, some people really began to think deeply about this issue. Although Su Li did not write many poems, they did have a completely different style and even a different format.

All of a sudden, more and more people questioned Su Li, a new star in the poetry circle, and all of this naturally reached the ears of Chang Le and Li Xueyan.

Princess Mansion, in the study.

Li Xueyan looked at Su Li with a guilty face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Li Xueyan apologized with an upset expression.

Chang Le also held Su Li's arm, and said anxiously: "Master, I... I didn't expect that those people would say that!"

At this time, the two hearts were full of self-blame.

In their view, if the two of them hadn't insisted on holding a poetry meeting to make Su Li famous, there would be no such things now.

You must know that at the beginning, Su Li was not very interested in such things as composing poems and becoming famous.

Su Li smiled, patted Chang Le's arm, then looked at Li Xueyan and said: "It's just a leisurely pastime, besides, you are also kind, so how can I blame you?"

`~Elder Sun Chong has already said that he wants to invite you to the poetry meeting, he must have bad intentions!"

The guilt on Li Xueyan's face became stronger.

As a daughter of the clan, and she is Changle's close friend, she knows Changle's past better than ordinary people.

It was expected that Chang Sun Chong was hostile to Su Li.

But this time, Changsun Chong's attack was very vicious. Judging from his posture, he definitely wanted to completely ruin Su Li's reputation.

Li Xueyan hesitated for a moment, and then suggested: "Changsun Chong is coming in a menacing way, this is clearly a grand banquet, I suggest you avoid the limelight recently."

Because of Empress Changsun's warning, during the recent period, Li did not have any new poems.

Li Xueyan did not doubt him.

She has personally experienced the whole process of Su Li becoming famous, who can understand the cause and effect of this matter better than her?

Su Li hasn't written poetry recently, so it's easy to understand. After all, writing poetry is nothing like that.

(Zhao's good) "Avoid his limelight? With all due respect, Chang Sun Chong is not worthy." Su Li said lightly.

After the words fell, both Chang Le and Li Xueyan looked at Su Li in astonishment.

They didn't understand Su Li's decision.

After all, if he is not willing, no matter how strong Chang Sun Chong is, it is impossible to force him to participate in the poetry meeting.

But Su Li doesn't think so.

To be honest, he really didn't have the idea of being Yang Ming's copyist, and in essence he just wanted to make Changle happy.

Originally, he didn't copy much, and he still had a lot in stock.

But if someone really wants to drag him into the water, then he doesn't mind slapping some people in the face.

You question me?

Yes, but please come up with evidence!

Su Li didn't believe that there was another time traveler in Datang who would jump out to testify against him.

If you can't get it out, then don't blame him for being rude.

He will tell these people, what is meant by "everyone here is rubbish"!.

Su Li's words made both Changle and Li Xueyan anxious.

Both of them thought that Su Li was going to agree to participate in the poetry meeting organized by Chang Sun Chong.

But this decision is very unwise!

Because of the relationship between Changsun Wugou and the fact that Changsun Wuji himself is the prime minister, the Changsun family has a detached status in the Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, people who cling to the power of the Changsun family are everywhere in Chang'an City.

At Changsun Chong's poetry meeting, there must be a few loyal dog legs.

Those people will definitely make things difficult for Su Li.

Even if it is true that gold is not afraid of fire, Su Li can write as good poems as before at the poetry conference, it is useless.

Li Xueyan is the princess, and Changle is the princess.

Given their backgrounds, how could they really look at people like Chang Sun Chong naively?

The ability to turn black and white, and turn a deer into a horse, has never been exclusive to Zhao Gao, but an essential attribute of powerful people.

Originally, in a few days, the Princess Mansion would hold a poetry meeting, which had already been scheduled.

But at this time, Changle doesn't want to do it anymore, one more thing is worse than one less!

"Xianggong..." Chang Le looked at Su Li, hesitating to speak.

But Su Li and her husband and wife are connected, so how can they not understand what she means.

Su Li pinched her nose and said: "I won't go to Chang Sun Chong's poetry meeting in 993, if I go, it's just to flatter him!

"However, in a few days our own poetry meeting will still be held as usual." Su Li continued after changing the subject.

Chang Le and Li Xueyan looked at Su Li in astonishment, not knowing why he was so nervous.

If others insist on slandering his reputation, it will not be useful for him to write a few more poems at the poetry conference.

The two didn't believe it, Su Li didn't understand such a simple truth.

The best way, as they think, is to deal with it coldly.

Su Li smiled lightly and kept silent.

He knows the story of whether one bowl of noodles or two bowls of noodles is better than anyone else.

He won't be like Xiao Liu in that story, in order to prove his innocence, he would tear himself apart.

For this kind of thing, as long as you back down, you will be pressed by the opponent step by step, until you can't retreat, and you will end up in a miserable end.

But the spectators watching the excitement around him didn't really care about how many bowls of noodles he had in his stomach.

Chang Sun Chong wanted to tarnish Su Li's reputation by organizing poems.

But what he didn't know was that this kind of fluffy trick was purely trickery in front of Su Li.

He may also think that his tricks are so clever that he can make Su Li speechless.

But in fact, in Su (aefb) Li's eyes, this is really a kind of honeyed confidence.

The way to deal with this kind of flies that are constantly chattering in the ear is very simple.

Slap him to death, let him shut up completely in the future.

In two days, the eldest grandson will fully understand what kind of thing he is!

Time flies, and before you know it, it's time for the poetry meeting.

It is worth mentioning that the time chosen by Chang Sun Chong is exactly the same as the poetry meeting in the Princess Mansion.

At night, in Changsun Wuji's mansion, in the same garden as last time, the poetry meeting was held as scheduled.

It's just that there are many more people participating in the poetry meeting this time than last time.

In order to increase the momentum, the eldest grandson spent a lot of money and personally wrote a lot of invitations, almost inviting all the talented and famous young talents in Chang'an City.

At the beginning of the poetry meeting, Chang Sun Chong stood up and looked around pretendingly.

Afterwards, he said regretfully, "It's a pity that Su Li's son-in-law didn't come!"

Immediately, the expressions of the young talents present were all different.

Some people are full of disdain, showing a look that is really the case.

Some people looked hesitant, as if they were very puzzled that Su Li was not there.

More people showed a thoughtful look.

Chang Sun Chong wants to hold a poetry meeting to expose Su Li's true face of deceiving the world, of course he can't wait to get Quan Chang'an's medical knowledge directly.

These young talents present almost included more than half of the talents in Chang'an City.

Their influence is extremely terrifying.

If Su Li makes a fool of himself at the poetry meeting, within a few days, the whole Chang'an City will know Su Li's reputation for making fake poems.

But Chang Sun Chong didn't expect that Su Li didn't come directly.

Instead of feeling angry because Su Li didn't give him face, he was overjoyed.

If Su Li arrives, he will really write a few good poems, but if he wants to ruin the other party's reputation, he will have to spend a little more time.

But Su Li didn't come, so it's even better!

After the last poetry meeting, many people did not suspect him of cheating the world.

Sending an invitation to him is an opportunity for him to prove his innocence.

Su Li was not invited, what does that mean?

He is scared!

At this time, I heard someone say: "Maybe it was delayed because of something?"

Changsun Chong sighed, and replied: "Consort Su and Princess Changle are deeply in love. I heard that they are inseparable on weekdays. I'm afraid he couldn't bear to be separated from the princess for a while, so he made such a choice."

Although they are the masters of the Poetry Club, the talented scholars did not buy what Chang Sun Chong said.

Someone sneered and said: "Brother Changsun, don't worry about the old relationship, save face for that Su Li.

"I heard that during this period of time, Su Li kept entertaining and frequently participated in poetry gatherings. Why didn't the eldest grandson hold poetry gatherings, but didn't come?"

Everyone looked surprised.

Thinking about it in my heart, it should be so.

Su Li's poems are most loved by the noble ladies in Chang'an.

As for those talented people who usually like to recite poems and compose Fu, of course they are also very obsessed with those handed down works.

But don't forget.

Literati are light!

Before anyone raises doubts, many people may be able to pinch their noses to recognize the reputation of Su Li, a newcomer to the poetry world.

But if you have doubts in your heart, you will feel suspicious about everything you look at.

Aren't you, Su Li, talented in poetry?

You dare not even participate in the poetry meeting, and you still say that you are not a fake!

Come to think of it, he only dared to fool those women with long hair and short knowledge.

I didn't dare to come because I was afraid of showing my feet in front of real young talents like myself and being exposed.

"I heard that the Princess Mansion will also hold a poetry meeting today. Su Li's son-in-law may be busy with this matter recently, and may not have seen the invitation. Why don't you send another invitation?"

Looking at the talented man who spoke, Zhang Sun Chong's eyes lit up.

Of course he knew that the possibility of Su Li not receiving the invitation was extremely slim.

However, in front of so many people, I can give it to another person because I can recreate it.

If Su Li doesn't pick up, send another one!

If Su Li is determined not to come, then needless to say, his reputation will definitely be rotten.

In ancient times, Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times, and today my eldest Sun Chong invited Su Li three times.

Killing and killing people, how do you deal with it?

This idea is solid!

Thinking of this, Chang Sun Chong nodded quickly, and was about to find a servant to deliver the invitation.

The gifted man who spoke just now volunteered again: "Su's son-in-law is famous in Chang'an, if Shaoqing sends someone to invite him, it may seem a little undignified. Why don't I go and have a look!"

Changsun Chong heard the words and immediately nodded in agreement.

In the princess mansion, the poetry meeting was held as scheduled.

It is still a lively scene of Yingying Yanyan and the fragrant wind blowing.

Most of the women who came to participate in the poetry meeting today are familiar faces.

They don't care much about the recent rumors in Chang'an City.

After all, no matter how much rumors are spread, they are rumors after all. How can it compare to seeing it with your own eyes?

Su Li's widely circulated masterpieces were all made under their own eyes.

No matter who it is, there is no doubt about Su Li's poetic talent.

On the contrary, many noble women in Chang'an secretly hated those who questioned Su Li.

They are even more disgusted with Chang Sun Chong, who single-handedly promoted all this.

If it is said that Su Li is talented in poetry, in the minds of these women, he has become the husband of the whole people.

Then the eldest Sun Chong at this time is undoubtedly the public enemy in their eyes!

The poetry club in the Princess Mansion has been suspended for a while.

As a result, Su Li has not released any new works recently, which makes these women extremely regretful.

During this period of time, they recited Su Li's previous poems over and over again, and now they can recite them backwards.

It can be said that among the noble ladies from Chang'an who came to the Princess Mansion today, one counts as one, and they are all die-hard fans of Su Li!

The poetry meeting has not yet officially started, and the familiar women are getting together in twos and threes.

Everyone had excited expressions on their faces, looking forward to what kind of shocking work Su Li would come up with later.

At this time, I saw Su Li and Chang Le walking from a distance.

It is still the familiar appearance of interlocking fingers and cuddling each other.

A group of women suddenly revealed expressions of envy and anticipation.

Wait for Su Li and Chang Le to take their seats.

Chang Le coughed lightly and was about to speak.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a young man in white walking over under the leadership of a female officer.

Chang Le looked puzzled and looked at the female officer.

The female officer came closer and said in a low voice: "This person is from the uncle's mansion, and he claims to have invited Shi Ma to a poetry meeting next door.

Hearing this, Su Li couldn't help laughing.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the man bowed and said.

"I've met the princess and the son-in-law. The surname is Yang, and the small characters are innocent. I came here this time to send invitations to the poetry meeting at the request of the elder Sun Shaoqing.

As soon as the voice fell, whispers sounded around.

Li Xueyan opened his mouth and asked: "But Yang Qingbai who made Qingfeng steaming in the dusk, four and two intoxicating world'?"

"A mere literary name is not worth mentioning. Yang Qingbai stands tall and is quite self-satisfied.

Yang Qingbai has been intelligent since he was a child, and he can read well.

Especially in poetry, I have made some achievements.

But because he came from a poor background, he came to Chang'an for several years without achieving anything.

Fortunately, he is quite talented in poetry.

By virtue of writing poems, he gradually gained some fame, and became acquainted with Chang Sun Chong at the poetry meeting.

From then on, he wanted to attach himself to the Changsun family with all his heart, and wanted to ask for an official to do it.

In all fairness, there is nothing wrong with Yang Qingbai's thinking.

His choice is probably one of the few ways out that poor scholars can see these days.

It's just that there are too many people clinging to the Changsun family, Yang Qingbai has not waited for the opportunity for a long time.

But this time Changsun Chong held a poetry meeting, which gave him an opportunity.

If there are other favors, he may not be able to help.

But if he wants to testify against a person who deceives the world and steals his name, he is too good at it.

It is precisely because of this that he jumped up and down just now, recommending himself.

At this time, Yang Qingbai looked at Su Li and spoke again.

"I was born in poetry, and I have a lot of experience. Based on the past experience of the son-in-law, he can write many poems that can be called handed down. What's more rare is that these poems have almost different styles, and they have covered a wide range. It is hard to count."

"Every time I look at it, I can't help sighing that there are such geniuses who study heaven and man like son-in-law in the world! Today, Changsun Shaoqing held a poetry meeting, and the participants were like me. They have long admired the son-in-law's poetry. Everyone I am looking forward to it with all my heart, and hope that the son-in-law can go to guide me."

What Yang Qingbai said was very polite.

But if you taste it carefully, you will know that his intentions are sinister.

He is implicitly pointing out that with Su Li's identity as a farmer in the past, it is impossible to write poems with such a wide range of styles and themes.

Immediately, the people around couldn't help but frowned.

Yang Qingbai looked directly at Su Li with piercing eyes.

Then, I saw Su Li smiled faintly, and then looked at him casually.

Looking at each other, Yang Qingbai saw that Su Li's gaze was full of disdain and sarcasm.

"Since you doubt it, you might as well speak more clearly."

Su Li said softly: "Are you trying to say that you suspect that all my poems were copied?"

Leaving aside the identity of the son-in-law, the two attributes of Su Li's strength and body have already exceeded 200, and the two attributes of perception and agility have almost reached the limits of normal human beings.

Again, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

No matter how you look at it, Su Li at this time is already considered a non-human existence.

He just sat there casually, but the aura radiating from his body made Yang Qingbai, who was the first to bear the brunt, feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, Yang Qingbai had an inexplicable feeling.

As if he was transformed into an ant at the foot of a giant elephant, he couldn't help but tremble.

"Xiaosheng dare not..."

It's rare to see the former tender husband become serious, Chang Le couldn't help but shake Su Li's hand.

Su Li patted Chang Le's arm, signaling her to be relieved.

Afterwards, Su Li stood up and walked in front of Yang Qingbai.

"You said that you have a little knowledge of poetry, but I think you don't know how to compose poetry at all."

"You feel that composing poems must be consistent with your experience, and your style must be consistent. That's because your ability is not enough to write poems that do not conform to your own experience and heart. If you can't do it, you naturally think that others can't do it either."

"The ancients have long said that summer insects cannot speak to ice, and well frogs cannot speak to the sea. Morning bacteria do not know the dark ages, and crickets do not know the spring and autumn. But I don't know, which one are you?"

Su Li looked indifferent, looking at Yang Qingbai with contempt.

Everyone praised Su Li's poetic talent, saying that he is a genius in this way!

But who would have thought that Su Li didn't think of himself as a genius.

Rather, in his eyes, all those who questioned him were like frogs.

So arrogant...

Many people gasped and stared at Su Li dumbfounded.

Yang Qingbai was also full of disbelief.

Su Li pointed it out directly, saying that when she suspected that his poems were copied, Yang Qingbai was still a little complacent.

As long as he uttered these words, Chang Sun Chong would naturally have a reason to turn black and white.

At that time, after many mouths, everyone will only remember Su Li's own admission that he copied poems.

As for what Su Li originally meant by this sentence, that doesn't matter at all.

Originally, Yang Qingbai had already considered Su Li as an embroidered pillow in his heart.

Unexpectedly, what Su Li said next was even more astonishing.

okay!

Now, there is no need to deliberately turn black and white!

It doesn't matter whether those poems are really written by Su Li or not.

As long as Su Li's words are released, all poets in the world will regard him as a public enemy!

0...asking for flowers...

You say we are well frogs, so in your eyes, what are you?

It's all poetry, even if you do write better, you won't create a whole species isolation, do you look down on us so much?

Since ancient times, literature has no first, and martial arts has no second.

It has to be said that Su Li almost offended scholars all over the world with just one sentence!

Now, let's see how you end up!

Yang Qingbai gloated at Su Li.

Seeing his humble appearance, Su Li couldn't help laughing.

Saying that my style is not uniform? I have no life experience? Saying that poetry should conform to the voice of the heart?

Then I will tell you today, what is literary style, what is life in the pen!

My style is much more than that!

At this moment, I saw Su Li casually picking up a jar of wine.

He slapped open the mud seal casually, raised his head and took a few sips.

"Your most famous poem is about wine! Then I will use wine as the title!"

Su Li squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Qingbai, and spoke loudly.

"Su Li's 100 Poems on Fighting Wine, Sleeping in a Restaurant in Chang'an City, the Emperor Hulai couldn't get on the boat, and claimed to be a minister of wine."

When the voice fell, everyone was shocked.

Yang Qingbai couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He was ordered by Chang Sun Chong to invite Su Li to participate in the poetry meeting.

Su Li responded with a poem.

Just four sentences, but maddened.

The emperor came to look for Lao'zi, but Lao'zi didn't want to go, how old are your eldest grandsons?

However, this is just the beginning.

"Whoever abandons me shall not leave the day of yesterday..."

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes three people..."

You say that poetry must have a corresponding state of mind?

What are these two poems?

"When will Mingyue be, ask the sky for wine..."

"Where the crown is leaning against the railing, Xiaoxiao is resting in the rain..."

"Flying to the Qianxun Pagoda on the mountain, I heard that the rooster crows and the sun rises..."

"... Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows the king!"

"Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately urge..."

Does poetry have to match experience?

"The day is surrounded by mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea..."

"Looking horizontally, it becomes a ridge and a side becomes a peak, and the distance and height are different..."

One after another, the well-known poems are recited from Su Li's mouth.

In the garden of the Princess Mansion, the night wind blows, making one's body slightly cool.

But at this time, everyone felt hot all over.

They just felt that their hearts were pounding, as if they were going to burst out of their chests.

Most of the women who participated in the poetry meeting held their chests and looked at Su Li with blushing faces.

Under the rapid flow of blood, they even felt slightly dizzy.

But at this time, his consciousness was extremely clear, and he couldn't help but immerse himself in the famous poems handed down from ancient times that Su Li recited and exported.

Chang Le looked fascinatedly at the Xianggong standing in the field, berating Fang Qiu.

She felt that at this moment, Xianggong was shining brightly!

Su Li recited the poem while looking at Yang Qingbai who was full of astonishment.

Do you think that when I said those words, I wanted to make an enemy of scholars all over the world?

You are wrong, from now on, they will confess me like a god!

No one can prove whether Cao Zijian is talented or not.

But I, Su Li, can prove it for myself!

After all, what stands behind me is the splendid culture of the land of Zhuxia for more than a thousand years!

In the fourth year of Zhenguan, before the Four Great Masters of the early Tang Dynasty were born, I wanted to compare myself to Su Li and write a poem.

Can it be compared?

You can't compare, you don't have that ability!

In the garden of the Princess Mansion, apart from Su Li's uninterrupted recitation, there was silence.

Several maids who have been ordered in advance are writing at their desks.

Even though they copied extremely fast, they still couldn't keep up with Su Li's rhythm.

Every time a poem is copied out, someone will send it outside the mansion and paste it on the wall next to the mansion gate.

Chang Sun Chong wanted to make Su Li famous, so he tried his best to create a big scene.

But Su Li doesn't have to!

He only needs to have someone post his poems on the door, and people will come naturally.

Tang people are brilliant, the best poetry!

Poems that can be handed down from generation to generation have their own charm.

At the beginning, passers-by were puzzled when they saw the servant sticking the poem on the door.

People with good intentions stop and stay, and they are attracted by just one glance, and they don't want to look away anymore.

If one person stays, ten people can be curious.

Before he knew it, there were already a crowd of onlookers standing in front of the princess mansion.

Those who came first shook their heads one by one, reciting poems in their mouths, with a look of fascination.

The latecomers all asked the servants guarding the wall one after another.

When they learned that Su Li, the son-in-law, was drinking and composing poems in the mansion, they posted these poems for people to appreciate.

All of them opened their mouths in surprise!

In just half an hour, the walls on both sides of the Princess Mansion were covered with paper.

The scholars "five two three" were all terrified and inexplicable.

Could it be that Su Li's son-in-law has been composing poems without stopping?

And then read the poems on the wall carefully, and you will be shocked again!

Each of these poems is enough to pass on to future generations.

After reading it carefully, I found that this terrifying number of poems has a variety of styles and ups and downs.

Involuntarily, these scholars thought of the rumor that went viral in Chang'an City recently.

Saying that the son-in-law Su Li is a hypocrite who deceives the world and steals her name!

Many scholars, who usually play with words and ink, were quite convinced of the well-founded rumor.

After seeing it today, I suddenly woke up.

It turned out that I was just watching the sky from a well, and I never understood what the world of geniuses is like!

Time keeps ticking.

As the scholars who came earlier called for friends and companions, more and more scholars gathered in front of the mansion.

Not long after, the Grand Dao where the Princess Mansion is located was completely blocked.

Looking around, there are black and shaking human heads everywhere.

The latecomers can't squeeze in, they can only listen to word of mouth from the front.

But in this way, how can it be possible to see the whole picture of all poems?

Most of what they heard were sporadic quatrains.

But there are too many poems that can't stand it.

Hundreds of fragments of poems spread, making the people behind scratch their heads in anxiety, wishing to rush to the wall to see clearly.

At this time, I saw several servants walking out of the door carrying ladders.

They took down the poems that had been plastered all over the wall.

This move immediately attracted thousands of onlookers to howl and protest.

The scholars all thought that the display of these poems was over.

However, what happened next shocked everyone.

Another group of servants came out and started pasting poems on the empty walls.

But after a while, the poems on the wall were changed.

The news quickly spread among the crowd, causing an uproar.

At this moment, in the minds of these scholars, there was only one thought that made them tremble when they thought about it.

"My son-in-law, Su Li, is she still writing poems?"

This wave of replacements made the later scholars beat their chests.

They realized a serious problem!

Since the poems on the wall have been replaced once, they will be replaced a second time.

They haven't seen the real content of the previous poems.

If you continue to replace like this, wouldn't you be at a big loss?

A wealthy scholar immediately waved his silver to clear the way, trying to squeeze in front.

But no one was willing to give way, and the scene was once very chaotic.

After all, they are all respectable scholars, and soon, the scholars reached an agreement.

The scholars in the back raised money together, and asked the scholars standing in front to copy the poems on the wall.

Immediately, someone moved tables and chairs, and dozens of scholars sat under the wall, eagerly reading.

The other scholars are looking forward to it from behind.

As more and more poems are copied, those who have something to do will naturally copy another copy, and the School Disciple will be given to friends and classmates who can't come because of something.

Scholars immersed in the beautiful poems have already forgotten the existence of time.

Before you know it, the hour of Hai has passed.

Chang'an City, the small treasury is open.

Marquis Wu, who was patrolling the streets, took to the streets, only to find that at this time in the past, Chang'an City, which should have been quiet, was full of houses with lights still on.

Through many windows, you can see some silhouettes shaking their heads, and you can faintly hear the sound of excited reading.

At this time, if someone looks down from the sky.

Then you can see the stunning scene of Chang'an City brightly lit!

After patrolling the streets, Marquis Wu came to the road where the gate of the princess mansion was located, and turned the corner, the scene in front of them immediately made them stand on the spot.

The originally wide Grand Dao was almost filled with crowds of people.

In the dark crowd, some people looked up to the sky and sighed, some sang loudly, and some muttered to themselves and wept secretly.

This weird scene made Marquis Wuzhi's scalp tingle when he watched the street.

In their hearts, a thought that made them shudder came to mind simultaneously: These gentle scholars in the past have collectively gone crazy?

In the princess mansion, Su Li himself couldn't remember how many poems he had recited and how much wine he had drunk.

However, his strong physical fitness kept him extremely clear-headed.

Today was originally the last poetry meeting he had planned, and he had already prepared to put an end to his career as a poet.

After tonight, no one in the world dares to question himself on poetry!

He doesn't care about other people's doubts at all, but he can't ignore Chang Le's feelings!

Chang Sun Chong?

It's just a clown, and he and I have never been in the same world.

If it weren't for worrying about Changle, even if it was the incarnation of the ancestors who wiped out the eldest grandson's family, so what?

Yang Qingbai in front of Su Li has a complex face, with expressions of fear and shame appearing in turn, as if changing faces.

In any case, from the beginning to the present, Yang Qingbai's footsteps have not moved a bit.

He dare not!

Because Su Li was questioned in public before, but now he is slapped in the face by poems written by Su Li.

If he hides his face at this time and walks away, in the future, Chang Sun Chong will have no place to stand on his own!

At the same time, he doesn't want to!

Although Yang Qingbai's mind is dark, he is a scholar who loves poetry.

He could clearly tell how terrifying the poems in Su Li's mouth were.

It is even more clear in my heart that the current scene is absolutely unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future!

I personally witnessed the birth of a fairy in a poem that shocks the past and the present!

Those shocking poems also touched Yang Qingbai's heart.

Therefore, even if he knows that such a beautiful event that is destined to be famous through the ages, he will appear as a villain.

But Yang Qingbai is still happy with it!

The inner conflict made Yang Qingbai extremely entangled in his heart.

But his honest body has already betrayed his heart!

Even if Yang Qingbai was like this, the noble ladies who participated in the poetry meeting looked even more crazy at this time.

They never imagined that they would witness such a scene with their own eyes in their lifetime...

They will never forget in their whole life that on this night, they will be hysterical and crazy because of poetry!

Li Xueyan was also extremely excited.

Even though she already knew that Su Li was prepared, but at this moment, she found out.

I still underestimated Su Li's poetic talent.

She couldn't help turning her head away, looking at the eyes shining [quietly looking at Su Li's Changle.

Li Xueyan's eyes were complicated, with envy mixed with a trace of loneliness.

She took a deep look at Su Li.

"As soon as he embroiders his mouth, he is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty...Tonight, he alone has been a shining star in the literary world for nearly decades..."

On the other side, at Changsun Chong's residence, Yang Qingbai has not returned for a long time.

Everyone who participated in the poetry meeting chatted absent-mindedly.

Chang Sun Chong was inexplicably flustered, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After staring for half an hour, I suddenly saw a person rushing in.

"Brother grandson, I suddenly received news that Su Li was composing poems continuously at the Princess Mansion Poetry Conference and posted them in front of the mansion..."

Panting heavily from the brisk walk, the man took out a stack of papers at the same time.

Changsun Chong snatched it with his hands, looked down, and immediately stood there dumbfounded.

"The emperor can't get on the boat... The emperor can't get on the boat..."

Seeing Chang Sun Chong's appearance, the others were puzzled.

A well-connected scholar took the stack of papers from the astonished eldest Sun Chong.

Just glanced at it, and this person was also taken aback.

The reaction of the two immediately aroused the curiosity of others.

Soon, the stack of dozens of poems copied from the Princess Mansion was circulated at the poetry meeting.

Everyone, after seeing those poems, had the same reaction as Chang Sun Chong.

At this moment, they only felt the burning pain on their faces, as if someone had slapped a dozen or so slaps hard.

Before these people still firmly believed in doubting Su Li, they were shattered by these poems.

"Su Li began to write poems without stopping for a moment. The wall in front of the Princess Mansion has already been plastered all over, and I don't know how many times it has been replaced. The scholars who watched the copying have already copied their wrists sorely, but they refuse to leave... ..."

The person who came to send the poem said with an extremely complicated expression.

Soon, his words were verified.

After a while, 1.7 people came to deliver poems, one after another, almost lined up.

Those newly released poems, even if an ordinary person writes only one poem in a lifetime, is enough to pass on the name to future generations.

But at this moment, just like the Dabai dishes sold in the market, Su Li threw it out.

What's even more frightening is that when writing poems of this level, he doesn't need to think at all, just opens his mouth.

With the continuous flow of poems.

All the scholars present were first ashamed, then gradually turned into shock, and in the end almost all became numb.

After a long time, a scholar put down the paper in his hand, and then let out a long sigh.

"What a 'spring comes, if I don't speak first, which insect dares to make a sound'... After tonight, I will have no face to write poems!"

Then, with shame on his face, he covered his face and threw away!

Seeing this scene, the rest of the scholars felt sorry for each other.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people left silently.

Chang Sun Chong turned a blind eye to this scene.

At this time, he was holding a page of poems, his eyes were serious.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed at himself.

"Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with tens of thousands of households..."

The eldest grandson's thoughts were extremely complicated, and he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

That night, no one knew how many poems Su Li wrote.

People just know.

On this day, at night in Chang'an, the lights were bright, and I didn't sleep all night!

The next day, in the palace.

In the early morning, Li Er was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window.

Last night he was busy until late, but he was not unhappy at all.

Instead, a rare smile appeared on his face.

Yesterday, Li Er went to check the fields where potatoes and sweet potatoes were planted, and found that the leaves of the two new crops were completely withered and yellow.

Thinking of what Su Li told him before, this is a sign of the maturity of these two new grains.

Li Er was in a hurry for Yuan Tiangang to enter the palace all night, asking him to predict an auspicious day.

Fortunately, today is a good day.

For the first time in his life, Li Er was so excited that he didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

After washing up, he walked out the door, and saw that the servant who had followed him since childhood was already standing in front of the door.

"Your Majesty, the Jinwu Guard reported that after the curfew last night, there was some confusion in the city." The servant whispered.

Li Er frowned, then said lightly: "Why?"

The servant laughed bitterly and said, "All the chaos started because of the son-in-law Su Li...

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand to the back.

Immediately, seven or eight little yellow doors holding thick paper came forward.

Immediately afterwards, the servant explained to Li Er what happened last night in a low voice.

"The maidservant heard that after the son-in-law recited the last poem, he announced that he would thank the guests behind closed doors and would not do anything else!"

After listening to Li Er, he couldn't help being stunned.

The first thought that came to his mind was that Chang Le had lied to himself when he said that his body hadn't fully recovered!

The little padded jacket leaked air, which made Li Er feel a little bleak.

However, Ji Er immediately cheered up.

Of course he has heard of Su Li's poetic talent.

04 With the previous sentence "the belt is getting wider and you will never regret it", Li Er was not very surprised by Su Li's ability to compose poems.

It's just him, in his heart, Su Li's writing poetry is completely unprofessional!

Of course he also appreciates those who are talented and can write good poems.

After all, no matter how busy you are, life always needs some entertainment.

However, as an emperor, Li Er was always a pragmatist through and through.

Even Su Li's ability to compose poetry is high enough to keep Chang'an City sleepless all night.

In Li Er's eyes, it doesn't make any sense.

As an emperor, what he cares most about is Su Li's ability to throw images!

In Li Er's mind, poetry is of no use in governing the country.

You must know that Yu Shinan was able to enter Lingyan Pavilion not because of his excellent poetry, but because of his solid achievements!

Some time ago, when Li Er was chatting with Empress Changsun, he talked about Su Li's recent reputation, and he was a little worried.

He was afraid that Su Li would indulge in these false names because of this, and he originally planned to spend this time busy and go to Changle Mansion to beat and beat him.

Now it seems that Su Li is sober in the world.

Thinking of this, Li Er nodded in relief.

Instructing Xiaohuangmen to present Su Li's poems from last night, Li Ersui started to read them.

It has to be said that Su Li's poetic talent can drive all the scholars in Chang'an into madness.

Li Er glanced at ten lines, still watching with great interest.

When he saw the last sentence, "Please come to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, if you are a scholar with thousands of households", he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Good boy, it turned out to be the idea.

Looking up at the sky, Yuan Tiangang calculated that the auspicious time was almost here.

Li Er threw the poem back into Xiao Huangmen's hands.

"Bind it into a book!"

Then, he walked towards the imperial garden.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Er saw that Li Chengqian, who was dressed in formal attire, had already been waiting here.

At this time, he was leading a group of servants, standing by the edge of the field with a solemn face.

Behind them, there is an incense case.

On the incense table, the three animals, snacks, fruits and other tributes that had been prepared were neatly stacked on the table.

Li Er nodded in satisfaction.

There is an old saying: the great affairs of the country are in the sacrificial and military affairs!

Today is the day when the new grain is unearthed. In Li Er's mind, that is the biggest thing right now!

This kind of thing is worth a sacrifice!

As for the entire Great Tang, only Li Er and Prince Li Chengqian were qualified to participate in this kind of thing, not even the eldest grandson Wugou.

Seeing Li Er's arrival, the servant in charge of the sacrificial ceremony immediately screamed: "The auspicious time has come, please offer incense to the prince!"

Li Chengqian came to the incense case with a solemn face, and respectfully lit three sandalwood sticks.

I bowed three times to the statue of Shennong on the incense table, and inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner.

Another servant held a heaven-respecting badge and read it out from the side.

The content is nothing more than praising Shennong's achievements, and expressing the hope that he will bless the Tang Dynasty with good weather and good harvests in the future.

The brief sacrificial ceremony will soon end.

Afterwards, Li Chengqian came to Li Er's side, and stood with his hands lowered sternly.

At this moment, Li Chengqian's mind was full of confusion.

The matter of sweet potatoes and potatoes was regarded as a top secret by Li Er, and even Li Chengqian hadn't told them before.

Seven days ago, Li Chengqian received Li Er's order and ordered him to bathe, change clothes, and fast.

Li Chengqian thought about it for several days, but he didn't want to understand what a big day today is.

Looking at the excited Li Er, he turned his head to look at the neatly arranged withered leaves in the fields, like soldiers about to be inspected.

The doubts in Li Chengqian's heart not only did not decrease, but became more intense.

At this time, Li Er's eyes lit up, looking at Tian Long.

In the past few months, he was an imposing emperor, and he was almost worried about these few acres of land.

During the day, Li Er took care of it meticulously, watered and caught insects, and Li Er almost did it himself.

After several months of serving like a baby, it finally came to the mature season.

Even Li Er couldn't help being excited.

Thinking of what Su Li said about the yield per mu, Li Er couldn't hold back anymore.

Waving to the servant next to him, Li Er smiled and said, "Unearth one mu first, then calculate the yield."

Immediately, two young and strong Xiao Huangmen, who had been waiting by the edge of the field for a long time, walked into the field cautiously.

Before that, they obviously had already divided the work.

Everyone divided half of the land and worked hard.

Seeing that the two were cautious and did not dare to step on the branches and leaves, Li Chengqian finally couldn't help it.

"Father, this is..." Li Chengqian asked.

At this time, Li Er was both nervous and excited.

Even in his life as a soldier and horse, he was extremely decisive when he killed his brother and Zaimei.

At this moment, I was inexplicably convinced by a sense of worrying about gains and losses.

Su Li said that potatoes and sweet potatoes are imported from overseas. If they are grown in Datang, what should I do if the water and soil are not acclimatized and cannot be grown?

What if there is no exaggerated yield as Su Li said, even if it is planted?

Thinking of this in his heart, Li Er's eyes were serious, and he didn't pay attention to Li Chengqian at all.

This state of Li Er made Li Chengqian feel even more strange.

However, he didn't dare to ask any more, so he could only follow suit and look towards the fields.

Soon, Li Chengqian saw a little bit of truth.

Those little yellow gates carefully dug up the soil next to the roots, and then lifted out a round thing that lived in the king.

"This is... food? Why is it so weird?"

After all, Li Chengqian is the prince, he has learned this knowledge, and quickly guessed the truth.

It's just that until now, he hasn't realized the seriousness of the matter!

He didn't notice at all that Li Er next to him looked at these things with a gentle and frightening gaze.

"Fortunately, it's not nothing!"

Li Er's heart was settled, and he became relaxed in an instant.

Then, he stared intently at the servants picking the potatoes.

Potatoes are piled up in piles like hills.

Soon, someone was holding a copper scale, and the scale was calculating the weight of the pile of potatoes.

The old servant next to Li Er also went into battle in person, took a pen and paper, and took notes on the side.

Suddenly, the servant in charge of recording shook his body, and then the pen and paper in his hand fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a scream [then scrambling and running towards Ji Tu.

When he came close, the servant directly knelt down on the ground.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... 3000 catties!" When speaking, the waiter's lips trembled.

"How much...how much?"

Li Er's breathing suddenly became extremely heavy, and he stared at the other party viciously.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, the divine food of potatoes, yielding 3,004,330 catties per mu!"

Li Er clasped his hands tightly on the back of the chair, his eyes widened.

Li Chengqian's eyes also widened.

What fantasy stories are you telling me?

After a few breaths, he stood up "crazyly" and went straight to Tanaka.

"Father!"

Seeing his father lying on the ground like crazy digging dirt, Li Chengqian was terrified.

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and ran over.

At this time, the face of the Ninth Five-Year Lord has long been forgotten by Li Er.

In his mind, there was only one voice tossing and turning.

"3,000 catties of divine food per mu!"

Since ascending to the throne, Li Er lost his composure for the first time!

Even though he knew that the servant would not lie to him, Li Er still wanted to unearth it with his own hands, to make sure!

Just like that, the most honorable father and son in the whole world got down on the ground together and started doing farm work.

Li Chengqian had never suffered such a crime since he was born.

After lifting a point, he felt extremely sore and swollen all over his body.

"3000 catties, it really is 3000 catties!"

Excited, Li Er turned his face and ran to the sweet potato field next to him.

Li Chengqian's face turned bitter, so he could only reluctantly follow.

After a while, Li Er looked at the sweet potato mountain piled up in front of him, which was bigger than the Wang Chen mountain just now.

"5000FT..."

The intense excitement made Li Er feel dizzy for a while.

He turned his head and said to Li Chengqian: "Su Li is indeed as Yuan Tiangang said, it is the auspiciousness of the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Chengqian was taken aback suddenly.

Li Er ignored Li Chengqian's expression, but closed his eyes slightly and began to think.

Last time, Queen Changsun asked him what reward he planned to give Su Li.

At that time, Li Er only had a hazy idea.

At this time, I saw with my own eyes that the production of potatoes and sweet potatoes far exceeded expectations, and I linked to the last poem written by Su Li last night.

Li Er finally knew what kind of reward he should give Su Li!.

There is no doubt that the people under Li Er's rule still have a high sense of happiness.

It is true that Li Er obtained the throne by killing his brother and persecuting his father.

In the land of Zhu Xia, where filial piety rules the world, the people will naturally dislike it morally.

But I have to admit that Li Er, the emperor, did a really good job.

Looking at the past dynasties, it is often the time when internal and external troubles are the most serious when the country is dealt with and the end of the dynasty.

In the four years since Li Er became emperor, he has been committed to consolidating the Tang Dynasty.

In fact, what bad thoughts can ordinary people have?

What they want is nothing more than the stability of the country so that they can farm the land steadily and live their lives.

In this regard, Li Er did a good job.

The victories one after another on the battlefield finally made the people gradually accept their emperor.

The country gradually settled down, and the people did not have any higher demands on Li Er.

The common people are not so greedy, they can clearly realize that Li Er is just the emperor, not a god.

They still wouldn't expect that after Li Er gave them a quiet farming environment, he would be able to make the entire Tang Dynasty have good weather and a bumper harvest every year.

Who would have imagined that ordinary people never dared to dream of dreams.

On an ordinary day in the autumn of the fourth year of Zhenguan, it suddenly fell on them!

On this day, Li Er suddenly announced that a great court meeting would be held.

All officials above the seventh rank in Chang'an were all called into the palace.

According to past experience, any court meeting of this scale would not be able to go down without arguing for a day.

However, the process of this grand meeting was very short.

After the court meeting ended, Datang's huge central organization quickly began to operate.

After only a few hours, the Ministry of Education of the People's Republic of China successively promulgated several emperor's decrees that needed to be announced to the world.

The first will is to order the promotion of two new grains throughout the country.

The decree goes directly to the prefectures and counties, and special officials to supervise the promotion of new grains are sent to various places quickly.

The second is that Su Li, the son-in-law, made a contribution to offering new food. The emperor ordered Yan to make a portrait, and Chu Suiliang inscribed it on the forehead, and sent the portrait to Lingyan Pavilion.

Article 3, for pardoning the world!

Three decrees were sent out one after another, immediately shocking the world.

In the next few days, there were many discussions among the people.

Among the three decrees, what the people were most concerned about at the beginning was not the promotion of new food, nor the amnesty of the world, but Su Li, the son-in-law, who went straight to Lingyan Pavilion.

As we all know, in Lingyan Pavilion, the portraits of twenty-four founding heroes are enshrined.

Every one of them has almost spent half their life fighting with Li Er.

I don't know how much hardship I have paid to get the glory I have today.

Although Su Li's poetic talent is the best in the world, such a thing as poetic talent is not an achievement.

Why can he be compared with those big bosses who have worked hard because he has contributed two new types of food?

As for the new grain, it doesn't actually have much deterrent effect on the people of Zhuxia who have engraved farming into their genes.

Since Shennong divided the five grains, have there been few new grains in the land of the summers for thousands of years?

This kind of thing, the people are almost familiar with it.

All of a sudden, almost everyone felt that Su Li didn't deserve his merit.

But what is extremely strange is that in the past, for a small profit, they could blow their beards and stare, and quarrel with the court bigwigs for several days.

This time, it was as if the silence technique had been cast at the same time.

No one disputes this!

With the notice introducing the new food, posted all over the streets of Chang'an City

All the voices of discussion disappeared almost in an instant!

3000 catties of potatoes per mu!

5,000 catties of sweet potatoes per mu!

Such a frightening output, even though it actually appeared in the court's widely advertised notice.

The immediate reaction of all those who heard the news was whether the imperial court marked the wrong number in the notice!

The people who have been relying on farming to survive since ancient times have never dared to dream of such a beautiful dream.

It was not until the official School Disciple repeatedly explained that they gradually believed in this matter.

Immediately, the people were stunned by the sudden happiness that fell from the sky!

Thousands of catties of grain are produced per mu, how can this be eaten up?

In the past few days, Chang'an City has directly plunged into a sea of joy.

Moreover, as the notices were posted to various state capitals, this boiling trend intensified.

The thresholds of every county government in the Tang Dynasty were trampled down by the people who received grain seeds!

Until this time, they didn't know why Su Li was able to enter Lingyan Pavilion directly!

All people in the world are grateful to Su Li.

I don't know why, what Yuan Tiangang said to Li Er suddenly spread at the right time.

For a time, Su Li was auspicious, which was recognized by everyone.

No matter what age people are, they can always find the most reasonable explanation for what they believe in.

Those who have good things summed up Su Li's experience this year, and couldn't help but be surprised!

First, as a farmer, he was selected by Li Er to become a son-in-law.

At that time, all the people in Chang'an City thought that he was an unlucky guy with the tenth string of Tian Zi.

Who would have thought that within a few months after he arrived at the Princess Mansion, Princess Changle would recover immediately.

Just when everyone else was jealous of his luck, just an ordinary farmer who got lucky.

But he became a blockbuster, and suddenly revealed his poetic talent, which is the best in the world.

That night, the whole Chang'an City was shining because of his poems!

Now, he even took out new grains with an yield of thousands of catties per mu.

It can be imagined that from then on, there will be no more worries about famine in the world of Tang Dynasty!

One pile after another, people can't help but think carefully and fear.

In the folks, those who live over a hundred years old can be called centenarians, and those who live over one hundred and ten years old are called super centenarians.

Because they represent people's longing and blessings for longevity.

If you want to be a human being, you only need to live long enough.

Although there are not many such people, they are not too few.

(Nuo's) But someone like Su Li has never been seen before!

Moreover, he has truly done good deeds that benefit all people and benefit all generations!

Such a person cannot be called auspicious, who else dares to call himself auspicious?

Based on these deeds, many people have even begun to call Su Li an immortal from the sky.

Some superstitious people even set up a shrine to Su Li.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people followed suit.

Thinking about it, Su Li, whether it is luck or poetic talent, or merit, status, almost perfectly meets the definition of "`~successful person~" scholar" by the people of Tang Dynasty.

His success is all-round without dead ends.

Whether it is seeking fame or talent, or simply wanting to get lucky, it is always right.

All in all, sincerity is spirit!

Together, this phenomenon quickly became common practice.

So much so that when Su Li first heard it, he couldn't laugh or cry. .

The autumn wind is bleak, on the outskirts of Chang'an City.

The fields at the intersection of Wannian County and Chang'an County were crowded with black crowds.

"Zhu Laosan, you bastard, I remember that your son received the god's grain yesterday, what are you doing today?"

The head of Wannian County looked at the old man who kept bowing in front of him, and cursed angrily.

The skirt of the old man was open, revealing the sun-tanned thin chest, and the third child of the old man had a flattering smile on his face.

"My lord, my worthless son and I have already separated. What he gets is his own, so it can't be counted on the head of the little old man!"

The head of Wannian County was immediately laughed out of anger.

"I visit the countryside for more than half a year out of a year. What's going on in your house, can you hide it from my eyes?"

"Besides, among the grain seeds your son received yesterday, you belonged to them. Could it be that you were deceived by the lard, and if you want to be here with me, who will cheat the grain seeds?"

If it was the past, when the master was angry, ordinary people would have gone as far as they could.

But at this time Zhu Laosan's wrinkled face was full of pleading, he just kept nodding and bowing, pleading.

The villagers behind him also booed.

"Zhu Laosan, the grain seeds your son took back yesterday were eaten by your gluttonous daughter-in-law again?"

As soon as these words came out, cheerful laughter rang out all around.

960 Zhu Lao San not only didn't feel ashamed and disappointed, but his eyes lit up, and a sly look appeared on his face.

He didn't say anything to refute, but let out a long sigh, looking like a sigh.

"No way, did you really eat your family's grain seeds?"

"Your son is the most filial, and he will cling to you with everything he has to eat. Tell us, what does the divine food taste like?"

Zhu Laosan's eyeballs rolled around, and he closed his eyes slightly, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"To tell you the truth, old man, I have never eaten such delicious food in my life!"

At the moment, the people around were amazed and envious.

Zhu Laosan's clumsy acting skills, of course, can't fool the Wannian county master.

However, he also knew that Zhu's third thought was nothing more than wanting to get more grain.

Grain seeds are precious, even for the common people in Chang'an, they are all rationed according to the head, and there is absolutely no reason to give more.

However, the situation of Zhu's family in front of them is somewhat different.

This old man had four sons in his life, three of them died on the battlefield, leaving only one son to support his parents at home.

What's more terrible is that in the next generation, there are more than ten grandchildren who are not yet ten years old.

There are only two strong laborers in the family. Even though the military achievements of the three sons have exchanged a lot of land, the life is stretched and there is always not enough food.

After thinking about it, the master took out a small cloth bag and gave it to Zhu Laosan.

"These grains are all grown by His Majesty himself. His Majesty misses you mud-legged people, and he is reluctant to eat them, but you, an old thing, enjoyed it in advance.

Speaking of this, the master laughed and cursed: "Take your family's grain seeds and get out of here!"

Zhu Laosan's old face suddenly burst into a smile like a shriveled chrysanthemum.

He took the grain, kowtowed three times in the direction of the palace, and then left happily.

At this time, the master turned his head and looked viciously at the people who were receiving grain seeds around him.

"You don't have to think that this official is biased. If someone is like Zhu Laosan and has three sons who died for the country, this official doesn't mind giving you more benefits."

Hearing this, the common people, who were just about to move, immediately settled down.

Unknowingly, the shadow of the sun slanted to the west.

After a busy day, the head secretary of Wannian County stretched his stiff neck and prepared to go home.

At this time, he saw a group of people coming from the opposite side, headed by the chief bookkeeper of Chang'an County.

Chang'an and Wannian counties belong to Gyeonggi County.

Those who usually look up and see each other when they look down have fought fiercely for the title of the number one county in the world, and they are old enemies.

The two chief bookkeepers looked at each other, then snorted coldly at the same time.

Seeing the back of the other party walking away, Wannian County Chief Registrar smiled disdainfully.

He lowered his head and gently stroked the grain seeds piled on the bullock cart.

The other party (aefd) was arrogant in front of him, but he didn't know that the grains distributed by Wannian County this time were 20% more than his Chang'an County.

Speaking of it, I was panicked, for the extra 20%, my Shangguan made a special trip to beg for four or five days.

The dignified county magistrate from the sixth rank was rolling and crying like a confinement baby, which made the county magistrate's brother-in-law, who was a Tuntian doctor, relieved.

With 20% more grain, the output of Wannian County next year will be hundreds of thousands of catties more than that of Chang'an County.

How does your Chang'an County compare with us?

The head of Wannian County raised his head and looked at the endless fields in front of him.

Although the autumn grain has been harvested, the fields are empty.

However, he seems to have seen the next year, where potatoes and sweet potatoes will pile up like mountains.

Outside Chang'an City, at the head of Baqiao Bridge, there are farewell scenes everywhere.

The guard of honor of Jiangxia Wang Li Daozong left the city slowly.

On the carriage, Li Daozong couldn't help sighing as he looked at his daughter who was silent and unhappy.

"Then Su Li is Changle's husband, even though she is good in every way, she is not yours, so why should you be like this?"

Li Daozong, who has fought in the battlefield all his life, is straightforward even when facing his daughter.

One word from his father pierced his own thoughts, but Li Xueyan did not show the coddling attitude of an ordinary woman.

She smiled and said: "Father, I understand what you said, and I don't have any thoughts that I shouldn't have."

"Your temperament follows me. If you can afford it, then let it go. Don't think too much about it." Li Daozong nodded and said.

Can you afford it, can you let it go...

Li Xueyan sighed in her heart, and couldn't help feeling a burst of bitterness.

Outside the car window, the scholars seeing off their friends were all reciting poems written by Su Li.

For some reason, Li Xueyan recalled the night when Chang'an City was so brilliant because of Su Li's poem.

The memory couldn't help being pulled back to the moment when I first met Su Li in the Princess Mansion.

At that time, she just thought that handsome man was a good belonging for Changle.

Who would have thought that within just a few months of getting along, Su Li would leave an indelible imprint in her heart.

She, who never dreamed before, has been in a trance recently, and is always awakened by nightmares at night.

The scenes that appeared in the dream, although she was extremely eager, made her fall into deep fear.

Ever since she was young, no matter what she faced, Li Xueyan knew exactly what she should do.

This time, of course, is no exception.

It's time for her to leave!

For no reason, deep sadness welled up in her heart.

Li Xueyan can't lie to herself!

She admires Su Li, but she also knows that her thinking is wrong.

I can't love, so I can only choose to leave...

The next day, early morning.

In the eyes of the female officer, Li Er was like an old man who loves to visit his son-in-law's house, walking into the princess mansion with his hands behind his back.

This is already the third time that Li Er has visited the door in the recent period of time.

Sweet potato and potato breeding are over, and he started thinking about Su Li again.

Li Er is a person with a very clear purpose in doing things, and he has a kind of ruthlessness that will never give up until he reaches his goal.

Before, nothing could compare to sweet potatoes and the fragrance of potatoes. Li Er naturally devoted himself to breeding, and lived his life as if he didn't care about world affairs.

Now that the work is over, he thinks of his precious son-in-law again.

I can't help it, I'm so hungry!

The first time he came to the door, Li Er took advantage of the successful breeding of sweet potatoes and potatoes, and ran to pull Su Li to celebrate.

As a result, he brought up the old matter again, but Su Li was extremely indifferent.

It is useless for this son-in-law to see the truth.

The second time he came to the door, Li Er changed his strategy.

He made a special trip to bring the eldest grandson empress and the youngest son here, and the family sat around the fire and talked at night, enjoying themselves happily.

The atmosphere is harmonious, but Su Li has always been tired of being with Changle.

Li Er winked at him until his eyes were sore, Su Li just pretended to be stupid and didn't give him a chance to communicate alone.

The plan to play the emotional card failed again.

Today is Ji Er's first visit.

Li Er drove straight in and came to the backyard.

Soon after the female officer reported, Su Li came to the gazebo in the courtyard.

Looking at each other, he suddenly discovered that Li Er's state today was a little strange.

Before, every time Li Er came to him, he acted like a corporal.

She doesn't put on airs, and she doesn't force Su Li to do anything.

But today, Li Er simply stood there, and Su Li felt an unspeakable aura about him.

"Woke up?"

Li Erchong smiled at Su Li, and then called him to sit on the stone bench next to him.

Without any foreplay, Li Er spoke directly.

"At the beginning, Yang Guang was tyrannical and immoral, which caused the people in the world to live in poverty. Even so, the emperor was unwilling to raise troops against the Sui Dynasty. It was my persuasion day and night that made him make up his mind. Do you know why?"

Su Li was a little confused, not knowing what kind of development Li Er was going through.

Fortunately, Jail Er didn't really want him to answer.

Looking at Bailong, Li Er's eyes showed a hint of nostalgia.

"When I studied since I was young, what I longed for was the pride of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu. I firmly believe that if a man can live or die, he should cook with five cauldrons!"

"It is precisely because of this ambition that I was able to be named the general of Tiance's residence by my father!"

After saying this, there was a touch of anger on his face.

"When I raised my army, all the heroes in the world competed for the throne. Xue Ju and his son, Liu Wuzhou, Wang Shichong, and Dou Jiande all had the appearance of a hero. But in the end, it is still me who wins!"

"At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, Jiancheng became a prince. With the support of his father and emperor, he pressed me every step of the way! At that time, if I didn't kill him, I would be the one who died in the end! If nothing else, for the queen, Changle and others , I must do it too!"

Su Li's eyes widened.

shut up!

Is this f**king something I can hear?

"When I became the emperor, the alien races from all over the world were ready to move. The Eastern and Western Turks united in one place, and drove straight into Chang'an City! I still can't forget the arrogant appearance of the Turkic Khan Jieli on the banks of the Weishui River. But now, He is in Chang'an. As long as I want, I can call him into the palace to dance for me at any time!"

Having said that, Li Shimin sneered.

"There are many foreign races like Xieli, there are many around the Tang Dynasty! Turks, Gaochang, Tubo, Xue Yantuo, Tuyuhun, and Goguryeo, which Yang Guang personally conquered three times and still failed to return! Each of them is like a tiger and wolf, always present They covet my Great Tang! But they don't know, I see them, why not?"

Su Li looked at Li Er silently, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

After knowing each other for so long, it was only at this moment that he saw the imperial aura that could not be described in any historical records from Li Er for the first time.

"Su Li, I tell you this to let you know that the Great Tang still has many enemies, and there are still many battles to be fought in the future! In my conception, the territory of the Great Tang is really too small and too small! "

This time, Li Er didn't make any twists and turns, and just spoke openly and honestly.

"Your bravery is the only thing I have seen in my life! Even the overlord of Chu described in the history books as miraculous is far inferior to you in my eyes! If you join the army, your achievements will definitely far exceed Xiang Yu's!"

Seeing that Su Li was still silent, Li Er was not discouraged, but continued to speak.

"After reading your poems, I know that you also have the idea of becoming famous in the battlefield. As long as you are willing, I will definitely support you with all my strength! Huo Qubing was not as young as the weak crown, so he was crowned champion, and his name will last forever! I think my ambition is not weaker than Han Wu, would you be missing a duke?"

0…ask for flowers…

Li Er felt that he was in place after painting big cakes and beating blood, and looked at Su Li with piercing eyes.

However, Su Li still looked calm.

Again.

He did have the idea of going to the battlefield, but he went to the battlefield to experience the feeling of cutting the grass with Wushuang.

Only play one game, play big, it depends on the battle!

After having a good time, let the wife and children continue to heat up the kang, isn't it good?

What kind of ambition does Li Er have something to do with him?

As for the prince's promise, Su Li is even less interested.

Compared with Changle and points, these things are nothing!

Besides, if you have a military position, you have to clock in and go to and from get off work on time every day, which is purely asking for trouble.

So, Li Er became anxious, and couldn't help but said: "I know you care about your family, and you are impatient to sit at work every day. At worst, I will allow you to skip work. If you want to go, go "If you don't want to go, don't go"

Unexpectedly, just this sentence made Su Li's eyes shine.

You can skip work, and you still get paid, just hang a name, this is the real reward for going to work!

Great, all problems solved!

Li Er gave such a good condition, Su Li actually felt that he was really tempted.

"make a deal!"

Hearing this, Li Er was taken aback.

Just now, I flicked my domineering aura, and this kid remained unmoved by all kinds of temptations.

In the end, he was only allowed to fish with a salary, so he agreed?

Isn't that somewhat disrespectful?

Li Er didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt somewhat regretful.

If he had known this earlier, he had already said so, why wait until now?

Afterwards, Li was happy again.

Although now Su Li is obviously going to fish with a salary.

However, everything is difficult at the beginning!

As long as you open this hole, are you afraid that you won't be hooked in the future?

After pondering for a moment, Li Er said: "Although that is the case, if you have spare time, go to the barracks to see your colleagues. Although you are brave, you cannot do without the help of your colleagues on the battlefield."

Su Li nodded.

I really have to show my face, although I am a one-man army, but I must only care about myself when fighting!

Collecting prisoners, cleaning up spoils, etc., definitely needs someone to follow behind.

Not showing your face is really not justified Five!.

In the afternoon of that day, Su Li received Li Er's order.

The place of employment is good, and Su Li, Youwuwei who guards the capital, is very satisfied with Li Er's arrangement.

But some people are very dissatisfied!

In the palace, Li Er looked at Cheng Yaojin, who had wide-eyed angry eyes and a fleshy face, with some headaches.

"Your Majesty, if you let your son-in-law Su Li enter the right military guard, I, Lao Cheng, dare not have any objection. But Su Li has no military achievements, so you just let him be a general, which makes it very difficult for me!"

At this moment, the image of Cheng Yaojin is just like the demon king in history known by Su Li.

It's not stingy, and it feels a little lawless.

But in fact, anyone who is familiar with him knows that this guy is actually as smart as a ghost, and he is a smart person like Datang!

He was an old Wagang general at the beginning, and he returned to the Tang Dynasty in the early years of Wude, so he was a bit congenitally deficient in qualifications. "Five Zero Seven" but Black Tortoise's door change, Cheng Yaojin firmly stood by Li Er.

This crucial choice allowed him to rise all the way.

This guy also has a way of dealing with people.

There are not many people in the court who can mix with Li Er as both minister and friend.

What's more, Cheng Yaojin is getting more and more demonic as he gets older, he can be called the tumbler of the imperial court.

If he is not smart, I am afraid that there are not many smart people in the whole Tang Dynasty.

He came to Li Er this time with a very clear purpose, that is, he did not want Su Li to enter Youwuwei.

Before that, Cheng Yaojin certainly said it was fun.

Whether it was the Chongxi incident that caused a lot of trouble before, or Su Li's later literary name, they all spread throughout Chang'an.

Not to mention, Su Li also took out sweet potatoes and potatoes, and obtained the qualification to hang her portrait in Lingyan Pavilion.

But for Cheng Yaojin, it's useless!

But these three things, do they have anything to do with being able to pay half a copper plate for leading troops in battle?

On the battlefield, the enemy doesn't care whether you have high literary talents or whether you have made achievements in feeding the country and the people.

That is a place that only recognizes swords and fists!

Does Su Li want to rely on that illusory luck to go into battle and kill the enemy?

Not to mention, Li Er directly made Su Li the top general and the deputy second general, that is, Cheng Yaojin's deputy!

What is Deputy Second General?

On the battlefield, he is the deputy commander of the army, and that is to actually lead the army to fight.

Lao Cheng didn't want his right guard to be stuffed into a bag of wine and food.

This is completely irresponsible to all the officers and soldiers of Youwuwei, purely a joke!

It is not without basis that Lao Cheng said that Su Li is a dead man.

Li Er had already told him that after Su Li arrived in the army, he could go to and from get off work freely and did not have to abide by the rules of the army.

Where did this work for Youwuwei?

This motherf**ker is clearly going to be a father!

Therefore, Lao Cheng was completely unhappy.

As soon as he received the decree, he ran to the palace, and with his vicious energy, slapped and rolled to ask Li Er to take back his order.

Li Er sighed, and said: "I know Su Li's ability, this decision is also the result of careful consideration..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yaojin stared and said directly: "Your Majesty, you know my old Cheng! Youwuwei has strict rules and regulations, and it is the most fair place. You have to be nepotism

We have nothing to say! But the position of Deputy Second General must not be given to him!"

Li Er laughed angrily, and asked, "Then what position do you think Su Li can take?"

Cheng Yaojin shook his head and said: "I heard that the son-in-law has a good literary talent, and I think he is a man who can pinch and count, so why don't we let him manage the food and grass and pay the soldiers.

Hearing this, Li Er couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Do you know how hard I tried to fool Su Li?

Such an unrivaled general, if you let him be a food and salary officer, your brain will not be kicked by a donkey, right?

Li Er looked at Cheng Yaojin speechlessly.

Cheng Yaojin didn't care about these, he was still talking to himself.

"Your Majesty, it's not that I, Old Cheng, don't know what's good and what's wrong. I've never seen someone do things like this! I've heard that Su Li's poems are indeed well written, and it's not like reciting poems or composing poems to be able to march and fight. Don't let him go. The battlefield, after all, is for his own good!"

"After all, on the battlefield, swords and guns don't have eyes. If Su Li gets bumped, my old Cheng can't bear the responsibility!"

Old Cheng looked at Li Er eloquently, and almost said, "Your Majesty, you don't want Chang Le to be a widow at a young age, do you?"

I have to say that the generals under Li Er's opponent are really good.

Other dynasties relied heavily on generals before their establishment.

After the world was peaceful, most of them chose to store their swords and guns, and put their horses in Nanshan.

There was Liu Bang's lesson before, and later Zhu Baba killed the heroes.

In contrast, Zhao Kuangyin's release of military power with a glass of wine is already quite kind...

But Li Er was different. The generals who followed him in the battle all admired their merits and performed important tasks repeatedly.

During the Zhenguan period, the generals group of the Tang Dynasty could stand up to the civil officials.

Every court meeting involves their own interests, and the two parties often quarrel.

When the generals can't say it, they will also plan to show off their force, and their martial virtues are in a mess.

Cheng Yaojin, as the demon king of the world, is a well-known bastard in Wenkou!

Su Li's poetic talent is the best in the world, but in the eyes of Cheng Yaojin, he is just a sissy who plays with words.

Not to mention Su Li, those civil servants in the Great Tang Dynasty had a similar image in Lao Cheng's eyes.

Fang Xuanling is a sissy, and Du Ruhui is a sissy.

The eldest grandson Wuji, who claims to be capable of both literature and martial arts, is half a sissy at best!

You can just let such a person stay in Chang'an City to dance and write, why throw him into the army to drag me down?

Li Er was really impatient to break up with Cheng Yaojin, and asked directly: "I will give you a strong general who can throw elephants and brave thousands of troops, do you want it?"

"Of course, whoever doesn't want it is a fool!" Cheng Yaojin immediately became excited.

"Then why don't you want Su Li?" Li Er asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened suddenly.

Su Li is the peerless general that the emperor said?

How can this be!

Old Cheng couldn't help but shivered, and then looked at Li Er in doubt.

"Your Majesty, don't you want to brag to me at 1.5?"

In Cheng Yaojin's impression, Li Er never lied to himself.

However, this matter really made him unbelievable.

Seeing that Li Er didn't pay attention to him, Cheng Yaojin smiled, touched the back of his head, and left alone.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin already had a decision in mind.

He intends to see for himself.

If Su Li is really as brave as Li Er said, then he has found a treasure.

If Su Li was ordinary, the veteran could recognize her by pinching his nose.

In the worst case, he arranged for Su Li to be a food and salary officer. Cheng Yaojin still has the full strength.

But if Su Li is not capable enough to take up the position, he will ask Li Er to take back his order even if he is sloppy.

Quickly making up his mind, Cheng Yaojin made up his mind and left cheerfully. .