God-level prince of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 201 Can Your Son Write Poetry? (first update)
Everyone focused their eyes on Yuchi Baolin, some were looking for a good show, while others were worried about him.After all, there is no possibility of carving this piece of rotten wood.

The scene was about to reach a climax, but Li Chengqian looked confident, because next, it would be time for him to harvest points.

Some people expressed concern.

Especially Empress Changsun, she expressed some concern and said: "Second brother, the son of Duke Wu is notoriously not fond of reading. Will this...won't let Gao Ming step down? Why don't we let them stop here and change something else?" How about the lottery? I'm afraid..."

Even she was unwilling to believe that Li Chengqian could let Yuchi Baolin write poems, and at the same time expressed her concern.

It seems that Li Chengqian has never been wronged. If he is questioned, he will be unhappy.

This is also Aiko's eagerness.

Empress Changsun hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Li Shimin.

He said: "I can't pass this difficulty. How will I take over the world in the future? Besides, since he said it's okay, let him show it. If I come forward to stop it, what will the minister think? I'm asking Gao Ming Establish prestige! Let the people submit to him, and it will be easier to govern in the future."

Li Shimin can be said to be well-intentioned!Actually?Li Chengqian also knew that he wanted to see how he reacted, and was also curious whether Yuchi Baolin could really compose poems as Li Chengqian said.

If poetry can be used, it is really a miracle in the world!
But Yuchi Jingde said: "Gouzi doesn't know many characters, so I won't be ashamed to come out!"

Zhang Liang looked like he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and then said:

"Wu Guogong, the children of General Cheng have come out to write poems. I think Baolin will also write poems, right Baolin."

Looking at Li Chengqian again, he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and even started to drink wine.

Considering his physique, this little wine really couldn't get him drunk.

"Hey!"

Yuchi Jingde sighed at the end, he didn't want to harm the prince, who would let his son not be a Taoist?If you give him another year or a half, it may still be possible, but not now.At least a long time to wait.

At the same time, no one believed that Yuchi Baolin could use poetry.

But his little friend believed him, so Cheng Chumo and others began to cheer him up.

"Good performance Baolin!"

"Baolin, you can do it!"

"Yes, Baolin, don't embarrass His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Yuchi Baolin nodded towards them and said, "Don't worry, I can do it!"

His words were true, at this moment he stood up and saluted Li Shimin.

Yuchi Baolin said: "I'm clumsy, I don't know many big characters, but I thought of four lines of four-character poems, please don't dislike it, Your Majesty."

Li Shimin said:
"As long as you can do it, why would we dislike it? Come, come, let me see it!"

For Yuchi Baolin, they didn't have any hope, but often in this situation, the contrast effect that can be achieved will be even greater. If Yuchi Baolin can write poems, it will definitely push the whole dinner to a climax. By then, Adding up the points Li Chengqian got, he directly hit [-] points.

"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness! Just listen to me!"

Yuchi Baolin was not as flashy as Fang Yizhi, but began to read directly and very emotionally:
The beginning of one yuan, Zhenguan prosperous Tang Dynasty, Chang'an Chang'an, eternal Chang'an!

Sure enough, there were only four words, and now everyone has learned that Yuchi Baolin's words are really true.There are no extra words, these sixteen characters are probably his limit.

After he finished reading, everyone paused for a long time. After all, five-character and seven-character poems can still be memorable, and these four-character poems seem a little too fast.

After a while, Li Shimin said: "Not bad! I didn't expect Yuchi Baolin to be able to recite poems, and in these four-character poems, he said prosperous Tang Dynasty and Chang'an. ! Reward 50 taels of gold!"

Upon hearing this, Yuchi Baolin hurriedly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Although these so-called poems cannot be put on the table, they are not even considered poems, they can only be essays, which is not enough.But when you actually read it, there is still some meaning, at least in the artistic conception.

Li Shimin said this, and all the ministers also felt the meaning. At first, they didn't feel anything, but after listening to it, they really felt a little bit.

Then some people began to say: "Good poem, good poem, I never thought that this poem was uttered from the mouth of a child who doesn't even know a few big characters!"

"It must be His Royal Highness who has taught you well! Otherwise, how could ordinary people compose this poem!"

The happiest one was Yuchi Jingde, who was so happy that he began to babble nonsense, and said to everyone he met: "Can your child make poetry? My Baolin can! Haha! Baolin is here, and I'll make up for you tonight!"

At the same time, everyone's shock value has reached its peak, and people are all targeting Li Chengqian. After all, I am afraid that only he can achieve this result.

At the same time, a lot of points began to flash in Li Chengqian's mind.

"Congratulations to the host, you got thirty points!"

"Congratulations to the host, you got thirty points!"

"Congratulations to the host, you got thirty points!"

……

No more, no less, more than 3000 points, and now he has more than 7000 points, and he is still a little short of [-] points. However, he is not in a hurry, and they will be shocked when he comes back with potatoes and other things.

It can be said that he is getting closer and closer to obtaining the talent for governing the world (junior level), and he is somewhat looking forward to what will be in it.

That Zhang Liang assisted the attack this time, which was perfectly resolved by Li Chengqian.

At this time Li Shimin asked: "Gao Ming, how did you teach these four people?"

Li Shimin was very curious.

But Li Chengqian said: "I will give them a formula, the formula for composing poetry, and let them learn by themselves."

"Oh, what formula is that?"

Everyone was equally puzzled, wanting to know the formula.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's nothing more than disregarding one, three, five, and two, four, and six. If you hide the head and hide the tail, think about the head first, and then fill in the tail. In fact, it's not difficult!"

Li Chengqian's words almost made everyone choke to death, it's not too difficult.

After what he said, everyone seems to have found the trick, but in fact, it's really nothing.

"Hahaha, so that's the case, good good good good good good good good good good! He is still my son! I still don't lose my old style!"

Li Shimin really put gold on his face, very shameless.

But Li Chengqian didn't care, who made him the emperor?Then let him go.

After the dinner, Li Chengqian also felt that it was not interesting, so he went back early, and only waited for the time to sacrifice the big killer potato.

(End of this chapter)