The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 321 Difficulty in choosing

Li Muyun raised his head and looked at Li Shimin with an aggrieved expression: "Your Majesty, I have difficulty choosing!"

"What choice difficulty?" Li Shimin frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid you don't know yet? I have a nickname in Shanyin County called 'Poetry Tank', which means that I know too many poems, so you asked me to write poems with the theme of spring. I don't know which one to choose for a while." Li Muyun spread his hands and explained.

Shameless, it is so shameless, how can a person be so shameless, even if he has not written a single poem, he is just dragging his time, but he speaks so confidently!

The 'Vice-Principal' cursed inwardly, but said jokingly: "Then Mr. Li has a lot of spring poems? Why don't you recite them all, and let's taste them together? I believe His Majesty will definitely I'll pick a good one out of them."

To be honest, there was only less than a quarter of an hour before and after. The 'Vice Principal' never believed that Li Muyun could write several poems in such a short time. !

However, Li Muyun didn't seem to understand his ridicule at all. Instead, he said with some entanglement: "Isn't that good? If this is the case, if I win, you old man will probably say that I bully the few with more."

Speaking of this, the 'vice principal' didn't care about anything else, anyway, Li Shimin already knew what happened, and there was no point in hiding it, so he said directly: "Hmph, how could the old man be as you think?" Shameless, Li Muyun, don't worry, as long as you win, the old man will resign immediately without further ado, but if you lose, you will have no face to stay in Taixue in front of His Majesty."

What Li Muyun was waiting for was the old guy's words. Seeing that he said it himself, he couldn't help showing a smug smile: "Well, you old man will not give up until the Yellow River, and will not cry when you see the coffin. Today I will let you Seeing and seeing, what is a genius."

"Stop talking nonsense, show your poems!" The 'Vice Principal' was still full of confidence in his poems, he never believed that a young man like Li Muyun would surpass him.

However, Li Muyun suddenly showed a embarrassed expression at this moment, held back for a long time before saying: "No, I still don't know which song to choose."

"Oh, why are you so troublesome, why don't you just read the first half of all the poems, and then we all help you choose." Among the people present, only the little girl Changle took Li Muyun's words as truth and took the initiative Help him out.

While everyone else was standing there watching Li Muyun's performance with the mood of watching the excitement. No one believed that Li Muyun would compose several poems in such a short period of time. Of course, doggerel is not counted.

Even a few old guys who followed Li Shimin to Taixue had completely given up their plans to watch the fun, and ran to the pits not far away to play, and one or two were stuffed into the pits with the help of the imperial palace guards. inside.

Li Shimin didn't seem to want to make trouble anymore, so after hearing Chang Le's words, he gave Li Muyun a hard look and said, "Then follow my daughter's wishes, Li Muyun, tell me half of your poems. Nature will help you choose."

"Okay then." Li Muyun nodded, although he still wanted to pretend for a while, but he still understood the principle of enough time, so after nodding, he cleared his throat according to Li Shimin's intention: "Let's come to the first song first." Ah: The clouds think about the clothes, the flowers look like the face, the spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon; the second song: the light rain on the sky street is as soft as crisp, the grass looks far away but there is nothing nearby; the third song: the grass grows and the warbler flies to the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke ; The fourth song... ".

"Stop, stop quickly!" Before Li Muyun could continue reciting, Li Shimin had already interrupted him, frowning and walking back and forth.

But the 'vice principal' stood aside with a pale face, looking at Li Muyun full of fear.

Not to mention what the fourth poem will be, but the first three "half poems" are no longer inferior to his poem in evaluation. If he is allowed to continue, God knows how many more there will be.

Of course, the 'Vice Principal' would not think that these poems by Li Muyun were copied, because based on his knowledge, if these three poems by Li Muyun were copied, he could definitely find some clues from his memory.

After all, just listening to the first half sentence of the three poems, it is already certain that they are all handed down, and it is impossible for someone to make them and remain unknown.Besides, even if he himself didn't know, how could His Majesty Li Shimin not know? Even if His Majesty didn't know, wouldn't others know?
Looking at the bewildered and shocked expressions on everyone's faces, the 'Vice Principal' can be sure that everyone present must have never heard of these three poems, so it can be proved that these three poems were indeed written by Li Muyun.

God is sorry, everyone present was deceived by Li Muyun, a guy who came from more than 300 years later.

In fact, Li Shimin and the 'Vice Principal' have the same thoughts. He has also never heard of these three poems, and because of the lessons learned from the past, His Majesty still has 80.00% trust in Li Muyun. After all, there are four, The five poems were written by Li Muyun.

Therefore, what His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is currently entangled with is not who the original author of the poem is, but is entangled with the full version of the poem he wants to hear.

It turns out that this is the difficulty of choosing!Li Shimin turned around several times, and suddenly found that he also had difficulty choosing, because he didn't know which song he should choose to listen to.

Because in his opinion, these three poems with only half a sentence have completely crushed the one by the 'Vice Principal', so as long as one full version of Li Muyun wins, the other two naturally won't be used. Take it out again.

Moreover, it seemed that the emperor was not the only one who was infected by Li Muyun's difficulty in choosing. The ministers who came with the emperor were also very entangled.

Due to their different personalities and preferences, each of the three poems has their favorite one. However, the other two seem to be excellent works handed down from generation to generation. Of course, it would be good to listen to them.

Tangled, so tangled, all the people who suffered from the difficulty of choosing lost their minds for a while, and they were all thinking hard, trying to compare the best one among the three semi-finished works.

Only the little girl Chang Le didn't care. Taking advantage of no one's attention, she slipped to Li Muyun's side and asked mysteriously: "Hey, Li Muyun, is there a fourth and fifth song? Let's talk about it together! "

(End of this chapter)