First Minister of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 135
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Seeing Gao Chong's appearance, Li Shimin smiled and said, "You heard it too? What kind of crooked poem is this? It doesn't make sense."

Gao Chong was a little stunned, but Li Shimin then said in a low voice: "I, Aye, loves poetry, but my talent for writing is limited hahaha", and then he raised his head and laughed.

Hearing these words, Gao Chong also smiled wryly, and 19-year-old Li Shimin really jumped out.

At this time, a person came out from diagonally opposite, Gao Chong narrowed his eyes, and that person was Yu Zhining.

After Yu Zhining saluted, he slowly recited a five-character poem, and the room immediately burst into applause. Gao Chong also nodded his head. With his level of appreciation, he could tell that Yu Zhining's poem was top-notch.

After Yu Zhining finished reading the poem, he didn't return to his seat, but looked at Gao Chong.

"Your Majesty, you don't know that Gao Youzhi, the son of the Duke of Yan, is a great poet. He once wrote a poem outside Chang'an, 'The roc rises with the same wind in one day, and it soars up to ninety thousand miles'. It is magnificent.

Today, I also heard that there are two huge peach charms on the gate of Duke Yan's mansion, and it is written that "Xiangyang gate is always in spring, and the family of good people has more than enough celebrations", which can be called a quatrain.

Today your Majesty has such an elegant mood, why don't you write a poem to congratulate him? "

Hearing Yu Zhining's words, everyone was also very interested. The Gao family father and son have long been known as all-round talents in civil and military affairs. , is to make everyone extremely interested.

At this time, Gao Chong was lying on the seat crookedly, crossing shoulders with Li Shimin, looking at the hall above his head, Gao Chong's drunken eyes were hazy, he raised his glass and shouted: "Second son, if you are rich or honored, don't forget each other. Sweeping all directions, invincible."

In this era, there is no such thing as a toast. When drinking in the army, the soldiers shouted "dry white" and then drank it down.

Li Shimin grinned loudly when he heard the words, "When we are rich and honored, how can we forget each other, dry white, dry white."

"This king has also seen Youzhi's literary talent, which is really extraordinary." Li Yuan also laughed out loud when he heard the words, and then looked at the two rows of seats below, "Youzhi".

For a while, no one responded, Li Yuan did not see where Gao Chong was, and the desk was empty, "Where is You?"

The whole hall suddenly fell silent, feeling the atmosphere was quiet, Gao Chong and the others still didn't notice it.

At this time, Gongsun Wuda reacted very quickly, he was busy shaking and rushing high, "Get up quickly, the king is calling you."

"Who called me?" Gao Chong was startled, then his eyes widened, "Your Majesty called me?" He hurriedly rubbed his face and stood up, "I'm here."

It was only then that everyone saw that Li Shimin, Changsun Shunde, and Liu Hongji did not take their seats, but sat on the ground beside them, lying or sitting, their cups and plates were messed up, and they were not wanton.

But this is the New Year's Eve feast, which is relaxed and comfortable. Although the behavior of the few people is dissolute, it is not considered a serious crime of disrespect.

In fact, there is no ritual system in the imperial court at this time, it is completely messed up, otherwise, how could Li Shimin, a duke of a country, live in the palace.

Seeing Gao Chong got up drunk, Li Yuan was not angry, but smiled and said, "You Zhi, Zhong Mi said you are good at composing poems, but now that you are so drunk, can you still compose poems?"

Gao Junya frowned.

"Zhong Mi?" Gao Chong shook his head, "But Yu Zhining? He dared to ask me to write a poem. Could it be that his face didn't hurt enough?"

Then he looked at Yu Zhining, hiccupped with wine, and said in a very sad and indignant tone, "Yu Zhongmi, although I don't know why you made things difficult for me again and again, but there is a saying in the art of war. Hold the body upright, why not be afraid of it, isn’t it just a few poems? Just listen to it.”

Hearing Gao Chong's words, everyone had strange expressions and looked at Yu Zhining. Gao Chong was young and frivolous, and with the help of alcohol, he actually directly expressed Yu Zhining's malice towards him.

Sensing everyone's gaze, Yu Zhining's face turned red for a moment, intending to defend himself, "Have you ever made things difficult for me?"

But this is not important anymore, because Gao Chong just took three or five steps on the spot to make a sound.

"Sigh, let the spring go, and see how the spring will return.

Pepper rolls are red, and cypress wine overflows the golden cup.

The remaining wax is more exhausted, and the dawn of the new year reminds me.

There is nothing early in striving for the first, only the plum in the corner.”

Don't lament the passage of time, don't you see that spring is coming back soon?Some people are afraid of the cold in winter, but when winter comes, can spring be far behind?Always be full of hope for life, look at the plum blossoms standing quietly in the corner of the wall, how beautiful they are.

As soon as this poem came out, the whole room was silent, people like Pei Ji, Wen Daya and others all sang softly with fascinated faces, and then Wen Daya slapped the table and immediately cheered: "Good poem".

Wen Daya took the lead, and the whole hall applauded.

Li Yuan also muttered a few words, then nodded and praised, "It's very good to be high-spirited, it's really a good poem."

"Yu Zhongmi", Gao Chong looked at Yu Zhining, "How about this poem?"

Yu Zhining's face turned pale, he murmured a few words, and then nodded blankly, "Excellent work".

"You still have a bit of shame." Gao Chong sneered, bowed to Li Yuan, and was about to go back.

Suddenly, another voice came from diagonally, "This poem is very suitable for New Year's Eve. It can be called a masterpiece customized for New Year's Eve. I wonder if Gao Sima prepared it in advance?"

Gao Chong was stunned, looking for the sound, only to see that the person was the one who whispered to Yu Zhining before.

"May I ask who you are?" Gao Chong raised his head and asked, a little arrogantly.

"Doctor Guanglu, Dou Lukuan", said the man with a slight tilt of his head, his demeanor was also arrogant.

Gao Chong was taken aback, then nodded slightly, "It turns out they are descendants of the Murong family."

The Doulu family is also a large family in Guanzhong, originally a branch of the Murong family of the Xianbei tribe. Murong Chang, the king of Yanbeidi, surrendered to the Northern Wei Dynasty and was given the surname Doulu. Son of Lu Tong.

Doulu's family and Yu's family are both wealthy families in Guanzhong, both belong to the Xianbei clan, and belong to the same line of Guanxi, so they should be allies, Gao Chong thought.

But what Gao Chong didn't know was that in the original trajectory, after Li Yuan entered the customs, he betrothed the sixth daughter to Dou Lukuan's son Dou Lu Huairang, and there was still such a layer of involvement between the two parties.

"It's rare that the king is Yaxing tonight, and everyone has a good time, then I will make you happy." Gao Chong smiled freely and said, "Bring the wine."

Seeing this, Liu Hongji at the side actually stopped the maid, took a jug of wine and handed it to Gao Chong.

"Good brother", Gao Chong put his arms around Liu Hongji and hugged him vigorously, he actually stuffed the jug into Liu Hongji's mouth, and Liu Hongji gulped down a big gulp.

There was half a jug of wine left, and he drank it all in one gulp, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning.

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk.

...

Li Neishi and Liu Hejian are about to drink, don't stop drinking.

...

Let me sell the eternal sorrow with you."

Li Shimin paid homage to the domestic history of the Tang Dynasty, and Liu Hongji was granted the title of Duke of Hejian County.

Although Gao Chong was half-drunk and half-awake, he still remembered to slightly change two of the sentences.

After the last sentence was finished, there was silence again, followed by applause.

Gao Chong didn't wait for Dou Lukuan to speak, he staggered forward, pointed at Dou Lukuan and the others, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"How? Nephew of Emperor Wen, do you still suspect that this is a poem I prepared in advance?"

　It's so uncomfortable, I get off work at nine o'clock, and I almost panic to death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)