People in Datang have been expelled from school

Chapter 30 Three Hundred Poems in Jingyang

Changsunchong knew what his father meant.

If rushing Li Zheng to leave the academy would damage the reputation of the eldest grandson's family.

Then smear Li Zheng's reputation and come to Zheng Changsun's reputation.

Immediately arrange for someone to spread the rumors about Li Zheng.

It is said that Li is a deceiver.

Li Zheng's talents were all learned from the eldest grandson's master, but he did not admit it.

Li Zheng also used this to cheat money everywhere.

……

Rumors are flying.

Changsun Chong is now in charge of the affairs of the Hongwen Museum.

No matter how others asked, Zhangsun Chong said nothing.

Today, Changsun Chong has been named as the director of the National Child Supervisor Recorder.

More people think that Changsun Chong is a genius.

When Kong Yingda heard these rumors, she just shook her head and smiled, not wanting to say more.

It doesn't matter what others think of Li Zheng, at least Li Zheng answered his own question.

Kong Yingda already agreed with Li Zheng in his heart, and the people from the eldest grandson's family may not be able to answer this question.

When Li Chunfeng of Qin Tianjian heard the rumor, he was so anxious to go to the eldest grandson's mansion to make a theory on the spot.

Naihe was just the voice of Li Chunfeng alone, and there was no storm.

Du Ruhui knew that Li was the nine chapters number technique that Li Chunfeng unraveled in front of Li Chunfeng.

He said to Fang Xuanling, "Xuanling, what do you think about this matter?"

Fang Xuanling said in a low voice, "The eldest grandson cherishes fame."

Du Ruhui shook his head in disappointment, "The eldest grandson Wuji did not hesitate to destroy a child for his own reputation."

Fang Xuanling smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Du Ruhui looked at Fang Xuanling strangely.

"If Li Zheng's ability is really taught by the master of the eldest grandson's family, saying that Li Zheng deceives the world and steals his name, then this master may have disappeared from Chang'an. What he wants is to die without evidence and to confirm the rumors, so that Li Zheng can't argue."

"I think so too, you don't seem to care that much."

Fang Xuanling said: "As long as Li Zhengken bows his head, someone will support him."

"What do you mean?" Du Ruhui was puzzled.

People like to believe what they want to believe.

Li Zheng is very young at only 12 years old.

Many people are more willing to believe that Li is a deceiver.

He is also reluctant to admit how good Li Zheng is.

The wall fell and everyone pushed, and there were more and more scoldings about Li Zheng.

The next day, the rumors continued to spread, but Li Zheng came to Chang'an to clarify.

On the third day, more and more people began to condemn Li Zheng for cheating on the world!
On the fourth day, Li Zheng still did not come to Chang'an to clarify, and some people were already ready to denounce Li Zheng.

The eldest grandson of the initiator has been watching the changes in the situation and has remained silent.

By the river in Jingyang, Li Yifu told Li Zheng what was happening in Chang'an.

"Jingyangling, why are you..."

"Why do I look like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water?"

Li Yifu naturally didn't want to describe Li Zheng in this way, "But now someone is framing Jingyang Ling."

"I know." Li Zheng nodded.

"Why don't we explain it clearly, I know a lot of people in Chang'an, and they can help." Li Yifu said.

Li Zheng shook his head, "No need."

"But I heard that someone is coming to denounce Jingyang Ling."

To be honest, Li Zheng doesn't really care about his reputation.

But if someone comes to Jingyang to make trouble.

It will not affect the villagers.

In addition, the people in the village are finally looking forward to their future.

If you give it another hammer now.

What a blow.

"The people who spread the rumors are really vicious." Li Yifu said.

Li Zheng said to him, "Prepare some cloth that you can write on."

"Cloth silk? Could it be white cloth silk, Jingyang Ling wants to die? To prove his innocence?" Li Yifu said in a panic, "Jingyang Ling, don't think about it."

"My father is my only son, and if you want to die, you will die."

"Yes, yes, it's me who want to die..." Li Yifu shook his head again, "No, no."

"Bring some cloth, Shanren has a plan."

Li Yifu's actions quickly mobilized the villagers in the village to find a lot of cloth silk immediately.

Back at his small medical clinic, Li Zheng took out a book of [-] Tang poems from the system.

Copy one word!
Li Zheng took out a piece of cloth and started copying poems.

"Lovesickness"

"You Zi Yin"

"Guan Shanyue"

"Zhongnan Special Industry"

……

Said that I was trying to gain fame and to deceive the world?
I scare you to death!
One poem after another was handed over to Li Yifu.

Li Yifu hurriedly sent people to Chang'an.

"Liangzhou Ci"

"Wood Alley"

"Maple Bridge at Night"

……

Li Zheng's poems departed from Jingyang and were sent to Chang'an.

"Jingyang Li Zheng wrote a poem!"

A Jingyang villager shouted in Chang'an.

Immediately read it out: "Red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches will be sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most Acacia."

Li Tai, who happened to be worried about Li Zheng's rumors, heard this poem and read it out: "May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick, good poem!"

Although Li Zheng has a quirky temper, Li Tai still admires him very much.

Immediately ordered people to paste the poem on the city wall for people to watch.

Another Jingyang villager came to Chang'an with a poem and said, "Mother's hands are on the thread, and the wandering boy is on the shirt. Before leaving, the stitches are tight, and the intention is to return late. Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring sunshine."

The second was posted on the city wall.

"Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Alley is oblique. In the old days, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people."

The third poem was sent to Chang'an.

In the Jingyang Medical Center, Li Zheng was still copying poems. The entrance of the medical center was crowded with people, and poems were constantly sent out.

Li Daxiong was illiterate, but knew that his son could write poetry.

I never thought my son could write so many poems.

Changan
"The luminous cup of wine and grapes, if you want to drink the pipa, please remind me immediately.

Drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people have fought in ancient times? "

Another poem was posted on the city wall.

Li Tai looked outside the city, and the villagers of Jingyang came running in.

"No. 20!"

Someone said: "Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willows are fresh. I advise you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no old friend when you go out to Yangguan."

Looking at the scene, someone sent poems.

Li Tai was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, "This Li is a ghost, but there is still?!"

"No. 20!"

"Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people in Baiyunsheng.

Parking and sitting in love maple forest late, frost leaves are red in February flowers. "

It wasn't until curfew that the poems stopped coming.

A full sixty poems are pasted on the city wall of Chang'an.

These poems were quickly copied into the palace. Li Shimin looked at these poems and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

It seems that the rumors about Li Zheng have died out.

Kong Yingda compiled all of Li Zheng's poems into a volume, and I have to say that each of these sixty poems is worthy of being scrutinized and treasured.

When the gates of the city were opened the next day, one poem after another was sent to Chang'an.

"Last year in this gate today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The faces of the people don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

"The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow of fate is like a long one. I don't know where in the mirror, where can I get Qiu Frost?"

The poems were constantly copied, and Li Tai was speechless.

The whole Chang'an is going crazy.

(End of this chapter)