I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 67 Poems
The front of the city gate boiled again.

Being able to make such an oath in front of the people of the city, even Xu Le had to admire the Lord City Guard.

You must know that what scholars value most is reputation, but Li Tingyuan even said the word ruin, which shows his sincerity.

"My lord, I want to give my lord something as well." Xu Le said after thinking for a while.

"Oh?"

Li Tingyuan was taken aback, looked at Xu Le, and said in surprise: "I don't know what my nephew wants to give me?"

"I'll give you a poem." Xu Le said.

poetry?
At this moment, Li Tingyuan and Xu Muchai were both stunned and looked at each other.

As if thinking of something, Li Tingyuan looked at Xu Le, and said with a half-smile: "But is that 'Baiye Shuangtao is more red at night'?"

The poem that Xu Le presented to Yunxiang in Nuanyu Pavilion had already been circulated in Jialing's literati circle, even he, the city guard, had heard of it.

"Ahem." Xu Mucai couldn't help coughing, and gave Xu Le a hard look.

Xu Le was not embarrassed, but he blushed as a father.

"My lord misunderstood."

Xu Le clasped his hands and said: "The kid sent the poem out of a sudden thought, and I sent it out of feeling."

This time, Li Tingyuan became interested.

He is a literati himself, and his biggest hobby is poetry and poetry. Now that he heard that Xu Le made a poem temporarily or gave it to himself, he immediately listened attentively.

All around became quiet, only Xu Mu was in a hurry.

He knows how much his son weighs, but if he makes a doggerel in public, what should he do?

I'm afraid that the momentum he has worked so hard to create for Xu Le will be in vain.

However, at this moment, it was hard to get off the horse, with so many eyes watching, and even the Lord City Guard looking at Xu Le expectantly, Xu Mucai could only be at a loss what to do.

The only thing he can do is to pray for the blessing of his ancestors so that Xu Le will not be too ashamed.

In the carriage behind Li Tingyuan, there was a conversation.

"Miss, that guy is going to make a poem. If he writes a poem that doesn't distinguish between four and six, and it's flat and uneven, let's see how he ends up."

"You girl, the poems he wrote are for daddy, if he makes a joke, wouldn't daddy be embarrassed too?"

"Ah, that's right, what should I do then? I'll stop him."

"Nonsense, listen first before talking."

……

Xu Le already had a draft in his heart, but he pretended to be thinking hard, and after a moment of pondering, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I have it."

"The morning rain in Jialing is light and the dust is light, the green willows in the inn are fresh." Xu Le chanted slowly.

As soon as the upper gate came out, everyone was stunned immediately, and the scene was completely silent.

It was morning at this moment, and it was drizzling, and in just seven words, the ordinary morning rain in Jialing was described superbly and penetratingly.

The new sentence of the inn at the back is green and willow color, which makes people substituted into it, and a picture naturally appears in everyone's mind.

Li Tingyuan muttered to himself, and when he came back to his senses, his excited hands were shaking.

Just looking at the upper gate, he concluded that this is definitely a poem handed down from generation to generation. He, Li Tingyuan, is afraid that the name of this poem will be passed down to the world.

"Good poem, good poem, this...is this really my son?" Xu Mucai's eyes widened, and he looked at Xu Le in disbelief.

"The morning rain in Jialing is light and the dust is light, the inn is green and the willows are new..." There was a murmur from inside the carriage, with a hint of shock in the voice.

All eyes were on Xu Le.

After Xu Le walked three steps, he came to Li Tingyuan and suddenly asked, "Do you have any wine?"

"Wine? Yes, yes! The wine is here." Xu Mucai slapped his head, turned around and took out a jar of Yutangchun and a wine bowl from the carriage, and handed them to Xu Le.

Xu Le patted open the wine seal, filled the wine bowl, and handed it to Li Tingyuan, reciting: "I advise you to fill up another glass of wine, and go west to Xuzhou without acquaintance."

Xuzhou is in the west of Jialing, and Yangzhou is in the east of Jialing.

The fourteen characters of the lower que are not only suitable for the scene, but also suitable for the situation. With the description of the upper que, it can be said to be extremely wonderful.

Li Tingyuan held the wine bowl, took a deep breath, then raised his head, and drank the big bowl of wine in one gulp.

"it is good!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause and cheers from the crowd.

After drinking the big bowl of wine, Li Tingyuan's eyes turned red, he patted Xu Le's shoulder, and said with a big smile, "Okay, okay, okay, Xu Le, I read you right, does this poem have a name?"

"Yes, call, send Li Chengshou to Xuzhou, please be corrected by the city guard." Xu Le said.

Hearing the title of this poem, Li Tingyuan was even more excited.

He is almost certain that this poem can be spread all over the world, and his own name will also resound throughout the world along with the spread of this poem.

All this is because of Xu Le.

For a scholar, this is almost equivalent to the grace of regeneration.

In the officialdom, the role of fame is too great, it can almost influence a person's future, with the halo of this poem, Li Tingyuan's official career will inevitably be many times smoother than others.

Li Tingyuan tried his best to suppress his excitement, bowed to Xu Le, and saluted deeply.

Xu Le backed away quickly, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he did not dare to accept Li Tingyuan's gift.

Not to mention his status, Li Tingyuan is an elder, Xu Le doesn't care about his reputation, but the Xu family still does.

"This time you are going to Yangzhou, I can't accompany you there, but I invited a seventh-rank expert to guard you all the way." Li Tingyuan stood up, looked at Xu Le and smiled.

"Us?" Xu Le asked in surprise, "Is there anyone else who wants to go with me?"

"That's right, but I'm going to Yangzhou." Li Tingyuan pointed to the carriage behind him, and said with a smile, "She's going to take the women's science exam this year, so she happens to be with you."

Xu Le was taken aback, and looked towards the carriage. Sure enough, the maid named Qiaoer opened the door curtain, revealing a head, making a face at herself.

Without a doubt, Li Yanran must also be among them.

Xu Le thought that Li Yanran would go to Xuzhou with his father to take up the post, but he didn't expect that he would go to Yangzhou with him.

Thinking of that "Lin Daiyu" Miss Li gave Xu Le a headache.

"This is the chief guard of my Li family. His name is Chang Wei. His strength is at the beginning of the seventh rank. With him accompanying you to Yangzhou, you will be safe and sound along the way." Li Tingyuan pointed to a strong man beside him. The middle-aged man said to Xu Le.

Chang Wei?

Xu Le was shocked again, he was too familiar with this name.

"I've met Mr. Xu." Chang Wei took a step forward and bowed to Xu Le.

The corners of Xu Le's mouth twitched, showing an awkward yet polite smile, and he saluted him back. He tried his best to suppress himself, for fear that he would ask "Do you know Laifu?"

"Okay, it's getting late, and it's time to get on the road."

Li Tingyuan smiled, and said to Xu Le meaningfully: "You and Yanran got along well that day, Xu Le, I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down this time."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to Xu Mucai and the people around him, and after explaining a few words to Chang Wei, he took dozens of city guards and embarked on the journey to Xuzhou.

"Father, have a good trip!" In the carriage, Li Yanran poked her head out, her eyes dim with tears.

"It's really her."

Xu Le was speechless for a while, he turned to look at Xu Muchai and said, "Father, I should go too, I explained the whole plan to you yesterday, is it okay?"

"Don't worry, the Wang and Xie families are dead this time."

Xu Mucai looked him up and down, and said in a serious voice: "When you go to Yangzhou, don't cause trouble. Also, when you arrive in Yangzhou, go to your mother to report her safety. Do you know her address?"

"Understood." Xu Le nodded.

"For the Martial Arts Examination, if you can compete, you will fight, if you can't compete, you will withdraw, remember what dad said..."

Xu Le interrupted him, and said helplessly: "Walk in the rivers and lakes, safety first, dad, why are you a mother-in-law? You are more and more like my mother."

"Stinky boy." Xu Mucai was taken aback for a moment, then slapped Xu Le on the back of the head, and cursed with a smile, "Get lost."

"Then I'm leaving, Dad, take care."

Xu Le got on his horse, and behind him, the carriage that Liu Qingqing was sitting in also moved and followed.

"Take care of yourself."

The figures of Xu Le and the two carriages gradually drifted away under the watchful eyes of countless people at the gate of the city.

Xu Mucai turned his back, stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, why is the wind so strong today?
(The Jialing volume is over, and the next volume, the Jiangnan volume, will open soon, and the protagonist will officially appear on the world stage, so stay tuned.)
(End of this chapter)