Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Wang Bo, a well-known talent, one of the Four Heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, is as famous as King Luo Bin.

Li Qinzai was so shocked that his ears were ringing, and he stared at Wang Bo up and down in astonishment.

I like talented people, and I really want to cut his brains open and study how the first parallel essay in Chinese history "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" was written, it's too awesome.

Then Li Qinzai suddenly came back to his senses, hey, no, I wrote the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng.

Li Qinzai, who was severely lacking in morality, at this moment faced Wang Bo's adoring gaze, and unconsciously puffed up his chest, with a sense of righteousness in his reserved arrogance.

"That's right, I wrote Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng." Li Qinzai nodded with a smile, like an idol receiving fans. If Wang Bo was a little more fanatical, Li Qinzai wouldn't mind signing his name on his ass.

Wang Bo's eyes were bright, and he didn't care whether Li Xian had broken the rules of superiority or inferiority. He rushed forward and saluted respectfully: "The "Preface to the Pavilion of the King of Teng" is so deafening. It deserves its name as the first parallel essay in the ages. Enough."

Li Qinzai smiled: "It's too much, I heard that you are also a rare talent in the Tang Dynasty, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wang Bo's face flushed red, his excitement was beyond words, and the light in his eyes was the same as that of fans seeing idols.

Fans are so fanatical, of course idols should be more kind.

So Li Qinzai patted Wang Bo's shoulder: "Little devil, work hard, and the world will eventually belong to you."

Wang Bo said excitedly: "Mr. Li's encouragement, Wansheng will keep it in mind."

Then Wang Bo hesitated, and said: "Mr. Li may not believe it. In the precious work "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", many good sentences coincide with Wan Sheng's state of mind. Every word in this work seems to have been written into Wan Sheng. in my heart..."

"It's as if... I have existed for this "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" in my life, dreaming back at midnight, singing softly, tossing and turning hard..."

The corner of Li Qinzai's mouth twitched, it should have been yours, but who told me to copy it early? Judging from the timeline, Wang Bo hasn't gotten into trouble because of his youth and frivolity, and his mood is still ignorant and arrogant scholar.

The current him, of course, can't write the wonderful lines in "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" that recall his life.

According to the original historical trajectory, Wang Bo became famous at a young age, and entered Pei Wangfu when he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and became Li Xian's attendant.

It is precisely because life is going so smoothly that Wang Bo's personality is arrogant and arrogant, and he is arrogant and defiant.

Once Li Xian and Li Xian brothers were playing cockfighting, and Wang Bo, who was so crazy, wrote the article "The King's Chicken".

This article is actually very literary. If you only look at the literary value, it is really amazing.

But this article deeply angered Li Zhi.

Both Li Xian and Li Xian are the sons of the emperor, brothers of the same father and mother. The two brothers fight cocks together to waste their studies and play for fun, which is disliked by Li Zhi.

At this time, Wang Bo, who was the prince's attendant, actually fanned the flames. He wrote this "Warning the King's Rooster" to encourage the emperor's son to give up school and have fun. What's more, this article had the effect of alienating the brothers of the Tian family. suspect.

The two brothers are playing cockfighting, and you, an outsider, write an article for Li Xian's cockfighting, and you want to attack Li Xian's cockfighting.
So Wang Bo's later fate is self-evident. He was immediately expelled from Peiwang Mansion by Li Zhi. Since then, Wang Bo's life seemed to be possessed by a mold god.

It is precisely because of the life experience of driving high and low that Wang Bo’s life became more and more rough, and his perception of life became more and more profound. Later, when he passed by Hongzhou, he felt it and wrote this eternally famous "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

And the Wang Bo in front of him is still in the stage of becoming famous at a young age and having a smooth life.

Even if he was held up to the sky, he would not be able to write "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng".

Therefore, there is no dispute that "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" was written by Li Qinzai.

Although he is proud of his talent, but in front of real everyone, Wang Bo still behaves very humbly, what he respects is talent.

Li Qinzai immediately looked away and looked at Li Xian.

Questions can't help popping up in my mind, I have never lived with Li Xian, and it's freezing cold, why did he come here from Chang'an to visit me in this rural place?

Pressing the question, Li Qinzai immediately ordered the front hall to hold a banquet.

Li Xian and Wang Bo were invited to enter first, Zhang Da'an walked last, Li Qinzai looked him up and said with a smile: "Brother Da'an, what happened to you in the past two days, why is your nose bruised and face swollen?"

Zhang Daan said angrily: "It's not you! What did you say to my brother, my brother beat me when he came home, and every day after that, he would find fault with me, and he would give me a severe beating every now and then..."

Speaking of this, tears welled up in Zhang Da'an's eyes, he turned his head, and secretly wiped away the tears in a very manly way, and said sadly: "Although you and I have conflicts, it is not a sworn enemy, why do you want to fight me to the death!"

"It's only been a few days, and three of the sticks at home have been broken..."

Li Qinzai wanted to laugh, but looking at Zhang Daan's sad appearance, it seemed impolite to laugh at this moment.

So Li Qinzai tried his best to control his expression, and said in a deep voice: "Your stick is too weak, brother Ling, didn't you consider changing it to a stick?"

Zhang Da'an was startled, and then flew into a rage: "I told you such a tragic thing, and you actually talked to me about why the stick is not made of iron,... It's too deceitful!"

At this time, Li Xian, who had already entered the front hall, suddenly turned around and said, "Da'an, what did you tell me when you came here? Don't be rude in front of Duke Li!"

Zhang Daan resentfully agreed, and then gave Li Qinzai a hard look.

Everyone entered the front hall, and the guests took their seats.

The maids brought the food and wine into the hall, and the hall was immediately peaceful and harmonious.

Li Qinzai drank with Li Xian and Wang Bo, chatting and laughing during the dinner, calmed down and didn't ask Li Xian why he came.

After drinking for three rounds, Li Xian put down the wine cup, and finally spoke out on his own initiative.

"Mr. Li, Xian Xian took the liberty to visit today, and he has three intentions."

"One is to admire Duke Li for fighting for the country. In the battle outside the Black Bone City, the soldiers were in a desperate situation, but with the heart of martyrdom, he died calmly. In the prince's mansion, they also pay respects to Duke Li's Three Great Whites."

"Those who yearn for you, seeing them in person today will be enough to comfort you for a lifetime."

After speaking, Li Xian got up, faced Li Qinzai with respect and respect, and bowed to Li Qinzai.

Li Qinzai was taken aback for a moment, and even when he got up to return the salute, Li Xian stepped forward and held down his shoulder.

"Mr. Li County deserves this gift, and there is no need to be humble. It is the good fortune of the father and the country to have loyal and virtuous ministers like the king in the Tang Dynasty."

Li Qinzai grinned: "His Royal Highness, I am ashamed..."

Li Xian shook his head and said: "The second reason for coming today is that Xian and his younger brother Li Xian have not seen each other for a long time. They were secretly summoned back to Beijing by their father, queen and queen. Today, Xian wants to get together with his brothers and say goodbye to each other, so I ask Mr. Li to make it happen."

Li Qinzai smacked his lips.

When I first met Li Xian today, I couldn't tell whether Li Xian was good or bad, but looking at his level of speech, he was like a spring breeze, and even sworn enemies couldn't bear to reject him.