My wife is Wu Zetian

Li Yanran was dumbfounded. Before, she only thought about finding a reckless man to kill Tubo, but she had forgotten the brain capacity of this guy.

If I had known this, I should have called Li Siwen out.

Is this the so-called wise man who always makes mistakes?
Cheng Chubi, you really did not disappoint me.

"How about I take it in and spread it under my feet, so those Tibetan people won't be able to see it!"

Cheng Chubi glanced at Li Yanran depressedly. He didn't want to give up such an opportunity to show his face.

After all, this was in front of hundreds of civil and military officials and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime event.

"You do it more secretly!"

It was too late to change people now, and Li Yanran had no choice but to do this.

"okay."

Cheng Chubi hurriedly put Li Yanran's "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night" into his sleeves. Fortunately, the characters written by the other party were small, otherwise, it would not have been spread over a large area.

"Don't go in with me."

Li Yanran looked depressed and walked directly back to the banquet living room.

After sitting down, Li Hong looked at his sister. He always felt that something must have happened to her just now.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Hearing Li Hong's words, Li Yanran rolled her eyes at him: "Of course it's Dengdong, otherwise what do you think you're doing?"

"No, sister, you can fool my father, but you can't fool my eyes. There must be something wrong with you."

Li Hong frowned, he didn't believe that his sister was fine.

"Eat your food, there is so much nonsense!"

Li Yanran slapped Li Hong on the head. You are the only one who talks a lot, and you are the only one, Xiao Zhuge, right?

You are free.

"Hmph! Don't talk about pulling down."

After receiving a slap, Li Hong became depressed and retreated to his seat, staring at Cheng Chubi who entered the room.

He had a hunch that Cheng Chubi would cause something to happen.

Cheng Chubi returned to his seat, and Cheng Yaojin also glared at his son.

There are so many civil and military officials in the whole place, but you are the only one who has many things to do. You are really drunk.

Cheng Chubi glanced around like a thief, and when he saw that no one was looking at him, he slowly took out Li Yanran's Spring River Flower Moonlight Night from his sleeve and placed it at his feet.

"???"

Cheng Yaojin saw Cheng Chubi's movements and immediately snatched the poem from his feet.

"???"

The poem was robbed, and Cheng Chubi was instantly confused. What happened?
Looking at his father, Cheng Chubi hurriedly whispered: "Dad, give it to me?"

Cheng Yaojin looked at the poem quietly, his eyes full of horror.

"Who gave this to you!"

After hearing what his father said, Cheng Chubi also became depressed.

"I wrote it myself!"

"What are you talking about? Don't think that I won't dare to slap you at the banquet! Speak up!"

Cheng Yaojin stared at his son with his eyes wide open, the slap in his hand ready to move.

I don't know what your special level is?

As far as your ability is concerned, let alone writing this poem, you can't even recite it in full!
Do you really think that I don’t dare to deal with you?

"This this."

Cheng Chubi also fell silent. It seemed that his father could not be deceived.

The so-called wise son is Mo Ruofu. Last time at the poetry conference, he was almost beaten to death because of his taunting.

This article shocked even him. It was simply not something he could have written.

"Say!"

Cheng Yaojin took his son to his side, his eyes full of cruelty.

"It is the handiwork of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

In the end, Cheng Chubi gave in and told Li Yanran what he had written.

"Sure enough!"

Although Cheng Yaojin was shocked, he still had a hint of understanding.

Only Li Yanran has such ability, because she is a person who is good at creating miracles.

So dazzling, so bright.

"Dad, can you give it to me now?"

Cheng Chubi felt depressed for a while, and reached out to take back the poem in Cheng Yaojin's hand.

"What for you? I already understand what Your Highness Princess means. Now let me show those Tubo people the flourishing writing style of the Great Tang Dynasty."

"???"

Cheng Chubi was completely stunned.

With this poem, I am destined to be the most beautiful kid at this party, but dad, what do you mean?

The loess is buried up to your neck. Do you want to steal the limelight from a junior like me?
Besides, what is the use of this literary title?

Can you find me another baby mother?
Cheng Chubi didn't know anymore, but looking at his eager father, he didn't dare to resist.

Otherwise, the other party would really dare to slap himself with big ears in front of so many people.

In the end, not only could he fail to fulfill Brother Li's instructions, but he would also lose face.

"What? Could it be that the literary style of the Tang Dynasty was at its peak, yet there is still no good poem after such a long time?"

While Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Chubi were having a private discussion, Luo Sang looked at the Tang officials opposite with disdain.

"Wantless, isn't it just like the sea? Come on, I'm here!"

Shangguan Yi suddenly stood up, a little Tubo poet dared to underestimate the Tang Dynasty.

Although there are not many famous poets among Tang Dynasty officials, this does not mean that they have no power to fight back.

He Shangguan Yi must let the other party know what poetry is, the beautiful poetry of the magnificent Tang Dynasty.

"I'll do it! The other party only produced a little-known poet, but we want to produce a Donggong Sheren with a great literary reputation?" "I'll do it! Even a mere Tubo poet dares to make noise."

"Exactly, although my literary name is not obvious, it is enough compared to a Tubo poet."

Seeing Shangguan Yi stand up, the other scholars also spoke one after another.

"He's just a Tubo man. What are you arguing about? Let me do it!"

Cheng Yaojin stood up slowly with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"???"

At this time, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty were sluggish, even Li Zhi and Wu Zetian were the same.

Cheng Yaojin wants to write poetry?

Are you kidding me? When did he write poetry?

This is a big banquet in the court, and it's just a matter of literati arguing. You, a bigot, are just here to join in the fun.

If this were to be written as a limerick, the Tibetan people would not laugh at it.

Only Li Yanran looked at Cheng Chubi beside Cheng Yaojin with a sharp look.

Cheng Chubi was looking at his father with an aggrieved face.

Now Li Yanran understood. The Spring River Flower Moonlight Night that she gave to Cheng Chubi must have been snatched away by her father.

Otherwise, with Cheng Yaojin's intelligence, it is absolutely impossible for him to be embarrassed in front of the civil and military officials.

What the hell is this?
"Duke Lu Lu, please be patient and let Shangguan Yi and the others come!"

Li Zhi frowned and said slowly, biting Jin.

You old man, don't be impulsive. Don't let your whole life's reputation be ruined with one move.

If you lose your own people, you will also lose the people of Datang.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. Although Cheng Yaojin is a martial artist, he can still defeat the Tubo people."

Cheng Yaojin saluted Li Zhi. You can look down on me, but you can't look down on this song "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night".

In his opinion, this poem is simply the last chapter of ancient and modern mining theory. Such a masterpiece should naturally appear in the scene like this.

To do otherwise would be disrespectful to the poem.

"This"

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's persistence, Li Zhi was also a little depressed.

Although Cheng Yaojin was reckless in the past, he never took charge without confidence. Why did he have to be like this today.

"Gong Lu, let me do it!"

Shangguan Yi also frowned, Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Yaojin, now the two countries are competing for supremacy, what's the point of you jumping out?

It's not a march to fight, what are you, a general, doing out here?

This is not the way to grab the limelight. Don't let the people of Tang Dynasty lose the limelight instead.

"Shangguanyi? Do you dare to question my Lord?"

Cheng Yaojin now has a king of bombs in his hand, and no one can beat him.

Let alone a small Tubo, he is not afraid even if he faces the whole world.

"This"

Shangguan Yi was also speechless for a while. He knew how powerful Shang Cheng Yaojin was, so he didn't dare to say anything.

But he was still a little depressed, wondering what kind of world-shattering masterpiece Cheng Yaojin could make.

"I have long heard that Duke Lu is very brave and is one of the most powerful generals in the Tang Dynasty. I didn't expect that he is also proficient in poetry and prose. Why don't we let those civil servants do it?"

Lu Dongzan also sneered when he saw the dispute on the Tang Dynasty's side, and secretly used methods to provoke the generals.

What he had to do was let Cheng Yaojin jump out first and kill Datang's majesty first.

"Haha, let me, this reckless man, show you what Zhaozhao Tang is, a general you should look up to."

Cheng Yaojin smiled slightly, looking like I am invincible and you are casual.

"Your Majesty? This!"

Wu Zetian also frowned when looking at the situation in front of her, and looked at Li Zhi aside.

She also felt that Cheng Yaojin was a little crazy now, and she didn't understand who gave him the courage.

The more you speak now, the more miserable you will be when you are slapped in the face later.

"Auntie, don't worry. I think Lu Guogong is so confident. He must be absolutely sure. I can't say he will shock everyone!"

Li Yanran smiled slightly, Cheng Yaojin's pull was really much stronger than Cheng Chubi's.

As the old saying goes, ginger is still hotter, so just sit back and wait for Cheng Yaojin to beat up the Tubo people.

"???"

"???"

Li Zhi and Wu Zetian were both stunned. They looked at Li Yanran and wondered why she said that?

Could it be that she knows something?Otherwise, how could he help Cheng Yaojin speak for him?

She is not Li Hong who knows nothing, so she naturally understands the current situation.

"Yanran, do you know something?"

Li Zhi frowned and asked Li Yanran.

"My daughter doesn't know anything, but I believe that Duke Lu will not make fun of himself or the reputation of Datang."

Of course, Li Yanran couldn't say anything, just wait and see what happens.

"Then Luo Sang will just wait for Duke Lu's masterpiece. I hope you will not disappoint me, nor will you disappoint the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."

Sensing Cheng Yaojin's madness, Luo Sang was about to be pissed to death.

They also did a good job of investigating the intelligence before coming. They were already familiar with any masterpieces by Shangguan Yi, Xu Yushi and other literati.

It was their flaws that were picked to target, but Cheng Yaojin was no one.

It was simply not within the scope of my own intelligence collection.

He's just a military commander, how dare he do this.

"Don't worry, I'm not even a big deal in the literary world of the Tang Dynasty, but it's enough to teach you."