Great Tang Dynasty

Chapter 265

Chang'an is far away.

Li Shimin led the team and continued to set off. It was almost noon when the spies behind finally delivered the two poems written by Qin Tian.

Li Shimin looked at those two poems, and couldn't help another burst of praise.

"Okay, the wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. I, Tang Jun, should be like this weed, and I must have a tenacious character."

Li Shimin's talent is actually quite good, and he is also good at writing poems, but after reading Qin Tian's poems, he feels that his poems are incomparable with Qin Tian's.

"Qin Tian wrote other poems?"

"Returning to the lord, the people of the Cui family asked for trouble later and wanted to compare with him, but the subordinates ran back before they had time to wait."

Hearing that the Cui family was looking for trouble, Li Shimin frowned. He had just left Chang'an City, and the Cui family was going to trouble Qin Tian. What should I do?

But thinking of the presence of the Ninth Princess, he was somewhat relieved. The Ninth Princess is still very capable. If she wants to protect Qin Tian, ​​the Cui family can't do anything about it.

"Go back immediately and pass on to me the poem written by Qin Tian and the Cui family."

"Here!"

The spring breeze is blowing, softly like a lover whispering in the ear.

By the creek, all the people were looking at Cui Yan, because he was going to compete with Qin Tian, ​​and he would choose the questions.

Cui Yan stood in the crowd, frowned and pondered, he had to choose a subject that Qin Tian was not good at.

And at this moment, on a small path in the distance, there was a sudden sound of blowing, blowing, and blowing, and then a procession to welcome the bride was seen coming.

The line is not long, but it can be seen that they are going to get married.

This suddenly gave Cui Yan inspiration, he looked at Qin Tian, ​​and smiled faintly: "Listen well, the subject of the two of us is wedding, and it must be a long poem, and it must be written within half a stick of incense. , do you agree?"

From Cui Yan's point of view, Qin Tian is not good at writing long poems, because his poems just now are all very short. Qin Tian in the past only wrote one or two lines of poems, and Qin Tian is definitely not good at long poems.

But he is very good at writing long poems, and he writes very fast.

There is not much to do with the wedding theme, which also limits Qin Tian to the greatest extent.

After Qin Tian heard this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "There is no agreement or disagreement, let's start."

After the two agreed, they started to write. Cui Yan's talent is really not hidden. After starting, he immediately started to write.

Qin Tian here, of course, is not left behind.

Everyone was shocked to see the two of them like this.

"Both of them are great talents, and they wrote it without thinking."

"No, it's just that since Shengyu and He Shengliang."

"Oh, yes, Qin Tian is very talented, Cui Yan is not convinced, alas..."

"Don't be alas, let's wait and see what the poems of the two of them do later."

"That's right, the competition between the two great talents must be very exciting, newly married, how should I write this?"

Everyone was discussing, Tang Rong and Lu Huaniang were a little bit shy, they wondered if Qin Tian would write about their wedding.

If that's the case, it's really embarrassing.

Ninth Princess is a little nervous, Cui Yan's poem is good, and this is his question, if Qin Tian loses, is it possible that he really worships Cui Yan as his teacher?

That would be embarrassing.

Time passed slowly and the wind was blowing gently.

There was only a little bit of incense left, and at this moment, Cui Yan stopped writing.

"It's finished." He yelled loudly, as if he wanted to disturb Qin Tian's mind, but at this moment, Qin Tian also put down his pen, showing a slight smile.

He also finished.

Cui Yan's complacent expression hadn't dropped yet, and then he froze for a moment.

At this time, the others couldn't help but look around curiously: "Quickly read, quickly read."

Everyone shouted, Kong Yingda said: "Which of you two will come first?"

Cui Yan said, "I'll come first."

As he said that, Cui Yan read out his poems. His poems are well written. They are narrative poems, describing the joy of welcoming the bride and the joy of the bride and groom.

In the meantime, there are also some descriptions of mentality, and the shyness of the bride when she enters the bridal chamber later.

Write the whole wedding in an interesting and warm way.

After everyone heard his poem, they seemed to think of the situation when they got married.

When Cui Yan finished chanting, everyone praised him one after another.

"Good poetry, really good poetry..."

"Love is strong, meaning is warm, good poetry, good poetry..."

"It's like being there, wonderful poetry, wonderful poetry..."

Everyone praised, Cui Yan became more and more proud after hearing this, even he himself admired himself a little.

But at this time, he looked at Qin Tian with disdain, and said, "It's your turn to read."

Qin Tian smiled slightly and said: "You can wait to learn from the teacher later."

Cui Yan frowned, and was about to explode, but suddenly laughed: "Hmph, don't talk big in front, or you will be slapped in the face if you lose."

At this time, other people also urged Qin Tian to quickly read his own, Qin Tian shrugged, and then read:
Rabbit silk is attached with fluffy hemp, so the vines are not long.

It is better to abandon the roadside than to marry a daughter and recruit a husband.

Get married and become a wife, and the bed is not warm.

Evening wedding and morning farewell, nothing is too hasty.

As soon as a few words came out, everyone was shocked. Cui Yan's poem just now was about the joy of a new marriage, but Qin Tian wrote about the difference between a new marriage, which made people feel a little melancholy.

And in these few sentences, the new couple married Zhengfu, got married in the evening, and the husband and son-in-law were about to leave in the morning. In the tone of a bride, she wrote some complaints in her heart.

It is sad to read.

Everyone looked at each other, all lamenting.

And just when everyone's thoughts were chaotic, Qin Tian continued to chant here:

The king is going to die now, and the pain is pressing his stomach.

I vowed to go with you, but the situation turned pale.

Don't think about the wedding, work hard for the army.

When a woman is in the army, the soldier's spirit is afraid.

In these few sentences, the bride wants to go to war with her husband, but the situation does not allow it, and women are in the army, which affects morale instead, so she advises her husband not to be sad about the wedding and parting, but to contribute to the country on the battlefield.

These few sentences vividly portrayed the image of a sensible woman. After listening to it, everyone present couldn't help but want to say hello to this woman.

What an honor it is to be a soldier in the army. It is a man's luck for a woman to realize this.

At this time, everyone has already nodded frequently, and they really like this poem.

Here, Qin Tian continued to chant:

Since I am a poor girl, I have given Luo Rushang for a long time.

Luo Ru is no longer used, and I wash my red makeup on you.

Looking up at a hundred birds flying, big and small will fly together.

There are too many mistakes in personnel, and you will always see each other

The last few sentences express the beautiful wish of the bride, that is, to be inseparable from her husband and to be together forever.

And this wish sounds warm, and I can't help wishing that they can really come true.

After Qin Tian finished chanting, everyone immediately shouted: "Good poem, good poem..."

"It's really good..."

(End of this chapter)