Start the Tang Dynasty: The descendant of Wei Wu from the Qin Qiong family!

Chapter 200 Chai Shao returns to Beijing
"This second question is a poem."

"The title is, Plum and Snow Strive for Spring!"

Qingyin paused for a moment, allowing everyone present to digest the news, and then continued: "The second question of the competition will be conducted by Mr. Qin himself on the spot."

"Good fellow, County Uncle Qin seems to be in a hurry."

"Hehe, it seems we are quite capable."

"That's right, let's see how this county uncle Qin's three questions have been solved. How will it end then?"

Those who are capable are already starting to conceive of their own masterpieces, while those who are not capable are just starting to mess it up, waiting to have fun.

"Plum snow blooms in spring."

In the restaurant, Kong Yingda said: "The dispute between Mei and Xue has been an eternal problem since ancient times."

"So far I haven't been able to tell the difference."

"Yes." Xiao Yu nodded: "You asked this question today, which means you have to face two opponents at the same time."

"What do you mean by that?"

Li Shimin felt that this topic was average, relatively ordinary, and nothing eye-catching.

"It is precisely because the battle between Mei and Xue has been inconclusive since ancient times, so the final result of every battle is judged by the person's victory."

Wei Zheng, as a Qingliu man and an important figure in the literati circle of Chang'an, also realized the mystery behind this.

"In other words, if today's challenger writes about plums, and this kid wants to win, he must respond with poems about snow."

"vice versa!"

After listening to Wei Zheng's words, Li Shimin suddenly realized.

It turns out that there is a secret behind Mei Xue’s fight.

"According to what you say, as long as Huaiyu writes the same type of poetry as those who challenge him, even if he wins, he will still lose?"

Yuchi Gong said with some surprise.

"Indeed."

Du Ruhui nodded and said: "If you write the same type of poetry, even if you are countless times better than your opponent in terms of poetry quality, don't you still acknowledge the challenger's point of view and think that his point of view is correct?"

"Since you admit that the other party is correct, in another sense, Huaiyu has lost."

Du Ruhui's explanation allowed some generals who did not understand the mystery to understand the hidden confrontation.

"You kid, you are so crazy!"

Cheng Yaojin patted Qin Huaiyu's shoulder hard twice and laughed: "I, Old Cheng, like your arrogance."

After taking the photo, Cheng Yaojin turned around and returned to Qin Qiong and others. He couldn't help but twist his face and stick out his tongue.

"This little brat doesn't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young."

Cheng Yaojin whispered to Qin Qiong and others, and showed his already red and swollen hands.

Cheng Yaojin's hands were swollen after two slaps, but Qin Huaiyu was unscathed.

This made the eyes of the generals look at Qin Huaiyu change again.

"As Qi Guogong said before, you are not afraid of overturning?" Li Shimin asked.

"Scared, why not afraid."

Qin Huaiyu clapped his hands, raised his head and sighed, saying: "However, it is difficult to find an opponent in this world. It is really lonely."

They all understood Qin Huaiyu's excellence, but they always felt a little strange when these words came from Qin Huaiyu's mouth.

"Of course, I am a military general and not good at literature. Even if I lose, there is nothing to be ashamed of, right?"

"sophistry!"

Li Shimin looked at Qin Huaiyu's smiling face and shook his head slightly.

This Qin Huaiyu was sometimes ambitious, sometimes lazy, and a bit careless. Sometimes, Li Shimin didn't know which one was the real Qin Huaiyu.

At the entrance of Zilanxuan, many people recited their own poems.

The voices rose and fell one after another, but it was obvious that in such a short period of time, even if these people were temporarily resourceful, they could only barely get by, and there was not even one that could be called a masterpiece.

Qingyin looked at those people with a faint smile on her face, without any impatience.

"I'm here to give it a try."

At this time, several young men in splendid robes walked in surrounded by servants.

The two leaders seemed to have some kind of family relationship, and there were many similarities between their eyebrows.

"The sky is full of spring snow, and flowers bloom wherever it touches."

"I don't know if any of the trees in the garden are real plum trees." The young man in the lead recited loudly.

Unlike the younger boy next to him, who raised his head high and looked unruly, this boy was a little more calm, with a hint of hidden sharpness in his eyes.

"Hey, what a poem!"

"I wonder whose young master this is, so powerful?"

"You are a young man from a well-known family. He is different from ordinary poor people like us. It is normal."

The people who were watching stepped back one after another, avoiding these noble children.

But with Chai Zhewei's poem in front of him, many people began to dare not reveal their secrets.

Firstly, it makes me feel ashamed, and it would be embarrassing to show it. Secondly, if I am better than these young men, I will lose their face.

These noble children, if they want to deal with poor scholars like them, they only need to stamp their feet to make their families fall apart.

Qin Huaiyu, who was upstairs, looked at the people retreating in fear and couldn't help but said:

"I really didn't expect that such chaos would already occur when a dynasty has just begun."

"Oh? I wonder what County Uncle Qin has to say?"

At the door, a middle-aged man strode in.

"Chai Shao, please pay homage to Your Majesty!"

"Sichang, please get up quickly."

Li Shimin walked to Chai Shao's side with a smile and helped him up.

"We haven't seen him for a long time. Sichang's style is still the same, but there are a few gray hairs on his sideburns."

Li Shimin just looked at Chai Shao for a few times, and then he keenly noticed the gray on his temples.

"I am older, and it is normal for me to have some gray hair."

Chai Shao smiled slightly.

"Yeah, we're all old."

Li Shimin nodded accordingly.

Qin Huaiyu was speechless.

Why are you starting to play the melancholic style now?

"correct."

Chai Shao suddenly turned his head, looked at Qin Huaiyu and asked: "County uncle Qin just said chaos, what do you mean by this?"

"Is it because you are dissatisfied with the current system of the Tang Dynasty?"

Chai Shao's sudden attack made Qin Huaiyu couldn't help but look at him twice.

"May I ask who the two people below are?"

"Those are my two useless dogs. What advice does County Uncle Qin have?" Chai Shao said expressionlessly.

"It's nothing, it just seems like he usually dominates the countryside a lot."

Qin Huaiyu smiled slightly.

"I'm not in Chang'an, and no one at home can discipline these two children. This is my fault."

Chai Shao recognized it very simply.

"I'm sorry for you, Sichang." Li Shimin said with some emotion.

"Being loyal to His Majesty is what a minister should do."

Chai Shao responded seriously.

Qin Huaiyu pouted, he really knew how to play the emotional card.

But this guy obviously came with bad intentions, so he should strike first!
"So, are the people in Chang'an City your father or your mother, who need to accommodate you like this?"

"Why should the people pay for your fault?"

Qin Huaiyu asked.

Chai Shao's face froze.

Even Li Shimin's expression turned ugly.

This kid also brought himself in.

(End of this chapter)