Ji Tang

Chapter 668 How about you explain to me?

"impossible!"

A harsh sound sounded in the hall where a needle could be heard.

"Why is it impossible? I advise you to think clearly before speaking. The majestic Duke Lu is not someone you, the head of the Sixth Department, can question."

Li Ji narrowed his eyes and said.

"Or are you saying that you can only write good poems, but we can't? Who are you looking down on?"

Li Ji's words made the speaker angry, but he knew that he had said the wrong thing and did not dare to be presumptuous!

"Duke Lu calm down!"

Chu Suiliang stepped forward and saluted Cheng Yaojin with a fist, and said, "He made an unintentional mistake. I hope Duke Lu won't take offense!"

"That's right, that's right, I'm being rude."

The man also quickly stepped forward to apologize.

Cheng Yaojin Xiao looked at the person in front of him with interest and smiled.

"If I remember correctly, you just said that if I can write good poems, you will worship me as your teacher?"

"Is that what you said?"

Then he looked at the official behind Chu Suiliang who thought his eyes were evasive and said, "You said you wanted to eat the wine glass?"

He looked around and said loudly: "I'm waiting here!"

'Puff! '

All the people who were ridiculing just now wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Especially the official who said he wanted to become a disciple felt as if his father and mother had died.

"That's right, don't scholars always keep their word? Kneel down and become your disciple, right?"

"That's right, I know that everyone spits and nails, but what about the person who just said that he was eating the wine glass? I'm watching."

"Hahaha"

At this time, the generals were full of energy, but the civil servants were very angry.

You know clearly that someone else copied it, but you just have no clue. Are you saying it's irritating or not?

Li Shimin put away his shocked chin and looked at his eldest grandson in disbelief.

"You already knew?"

He knew very well who Cheng Yaojin was, who composed poetry?I guess I can't even recognize the words.

But a good poem happened to appear. Although it is not excellent, it is very elegant in terms of rhyme and word choice, and it is very suitable for today's scene.

If this was done by Cheng Yaojin, he would be in trouble.

"I don't know! I just thought that Duke Lu was very confident and must have written some good poems, so I made a bet with His Majesty!"

"I don't know anything."

Changsun blinked his eyes and said innocently.

Li Shimin waved his hand and ignored it as if he had eaten a fly.

Seeing the commotion below, he said angrily: "Shut up!"

There was no movement at this time. The generals who still wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory were all on their own and did not dare to be presumptuous!

"Tonight is the Lantern Festival. Dear friends, these are just jokes. Don't take them seriously! Don't take them seriously! Otherwise, you will hurt your harmony!"

Li Shimin's words completely settled the matter. Although the generals were unwilling to do so, they could only do this.

He nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Bring up all tonight's poems and let me take a good look at them. Our Tang Dynasty can't only have martial arts, but also culture. This is what a prosperous age should be like."

Chen Shou soon collected all the poems for tonight, and Li Shimin checked them one by one.If you see something that you are satisfied with, you will smile and nod, and if you are not satisfied, just put it aside.

"Do you think my father will find out?" Li Chengqian asked worriedly.

Ji Song glanced at him and said contemptuously: "You've done it all, and you're still afraid of being discovered?"

"you"

"This is all your idea, I just conveyed it!" Ji Song took some time off and said innocently: "His Royal Highness is a master of literary talent. You wrote the words and conveyed the note. What’s wrong with me, Lord?”

"Who can prove that I am the one who did it? Your Highness, the Crown Prince, does not want to expose someone's innocence. Your Majesty has decreed that I will not take action."

Li Chengqian pointed at Ji Song and was shaking with anger. He had never seen such a shameless person.

When he saw Wei Zheng on his side, his eyes lit up and he stepped forward and said eagerly: "Mr. Wei, are you going to testify for me?"

Wei Zheng looked confused, looked around, and asked confusedly: "What kind of testimony?"

"It's just about writing poetry."

Wei Zheng suddenly understood, smiled and patted Li Chengqian's arm, and said: "Your Highness, don't worry, I know that this is your Highness's doing. If Your Majesty asks, I will answer truthfully, and I will not let some people take away His Highness's poems. "

After saying that, he glared at Ji Song, as if he was talking about him.

Li Chengqian has a lot of black marks on his head, is he afraid that others will rob him?

He finally understood that Wei Zheng and Ji Song had teamed up to trick him.Now even jumping into the Yellow River can't wash it away.

As if responding to what he was thinking, Li Shimin glanced at him fiercely.

Li Chengqian trembled and could only smile.

Looking at the paper in his hand and the familiar handwriting on it, it would be strange if he didn't know who it was.

"Did you just see them?"

Li Shimin asked his eldest son.

Changsun pursed his lips and smiled: "Oh, I just saw Ji Song and Cheng Qian muttering something, and Cheng Qian went out. I just guessed something."

"You bastard, how dare you resist the order?"

Changsun pointed to the paper in the emperor's hand and said, "The writing was written by Cheng Qian and was also given by Cheng Qian. What does it have to do with that boy?"

Li Shimin was stunned, and looked at Ji Song, who was clinking glasses with Wei Zheng and drinking happily, and immediately became very angry.

Thinking that his prince had been tricked like this, he glared at Li Chengqian again.

Li Chengqian looked confused and could only smile stiffly.

"Okay, I have read all your poems. It can be said that each has its own merits, and it is difficult to distinguish between them."

He pondered for a while and said: "Let's see, how about I give you a draw in this competition?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is partial!"

The civil servants knew that His Majesty did not want them to look too ugly. Although they were not angry, they could only accept it.

But it was different with the generals. Cheng Yaojin ignored Qin Qiong's obstruction and jumped out to shout that His Majesty was partial.

Li Shimin's face turned dark, what a bastard.

"Your Majesty, I, Old Cheng, obviously do better than them, why is it a draw? I don't accept it!"

Li Jing has already covered his face at this time. Just be satisfied that His Majesty has not exposed him. Are you still not convinced?Why don't you go to heaven?
"Oh, you don't agree?"

Li Shimin stood up and said, "Here, you can copy this poem and explain its meaning to me. How about it?"

"This"

Now Lao Cheng was dumbfounded, copying?Still explain?

Wouldn't that expose the secret? You can't do this.

"Haha, what's that? Your Majesty, you may have heard it wrong. What I just said was that I was convinced. Your Majesty must have heard it wrong."

How could he dare to pester him any more? He hurriedly ran back to the team like a rabbit, not daring to say anything.

Li Shimin snorted coldly and stopped worrying about it.

Even if this bastard is rude, he still wants to cause trouble. There is no need to argue with him.

"In that case, let's continue drinking. Come on, come on, all my dear friends, please drink to the fullest!"

Everyone took it easy and bowed and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)