Datang: Cheating at the Beginning of the Imperial Examination

Those courtesans have indeed read poetry and books since childhood, and they can be identified at a glance.

Lu Yan's calligraphy has reached such a level of mastery.

The concubine was intentional, and the man was ruthless.

Thinking of this... they all felt a little resentful.

The people who knew how to read, however, recited the above poems unconsciously.

"Flowers withered, flowers flew all over the sky, who would pity the red and fragrant?"

When the first sentence appeared, those oiran were hit hard and couldn't let go for a long time.

"The gossamer is soft and fluttering in the spring, and the fluff is lightly touched on the embroidered curtain."

"My daughter in the boudoir is in the twilight of spring, full of melancholy."

"................"

When I read the back, the sound of the whole inn's entrance became smaller and smaller, but there were a lot of sobbing sounds.

A miserable and sad atmosphere quickly filled the air.

Those oirans all seemed to be talking about the central matter, their expressions were sad, and their eyes were extremely dim.

Although they were oiran, they were born beautiful and famous in Chang'an.

It is sought after by countless people.

In the end, it's just a famous prostitute... Women's status is low, let alone them, their status is low, and no one will confide in them.

The words in their mouths are all lies, just to covet their beauty.

Once the person is old and pearly, I am afraid that he will be abandoned without hesitation, and the fate is miserable, and no one will draw the curtain.

Instead, it added a lot of scorn.

Who can understand the sorrow in their hearts?

All along... There are stories of talented and beautiful women, but that is always a story. In reality, there are several men who can do that and treat them like ordinary girls.

They were weeping.

Being told what I thought in my heart, I was touched by the scene, and I felt sad.

And because Lu Yan understands them so well at such a young age, it can be seen from this poem that he respects them.

A confidant is hard to find, but he is still a young man with such talent and a reputation in Chang'an.

How could they not be moved?

"Young Master Lu, you should be an immortal. With such an open mind, you don't have any contempt for me. I think I'm too philistine, and rushing forward will only tarnish Young Master Lu's reputation."

"Young Master Lu's masterpiece, if you understand my thoughts, you will have no regrets." Many oiran sighed, "That's it, that's it, today's affairs are over, and I'll leave right away."

The rest of the oiran also looked different.

There are regrets, resentments, and hesitations.

"The shopkeeper, please also inform Young Master Lu. As long as he nods, I will come in person, as a slave and a maid. I don't ask for anything else. Just beside the son to study ink and light a lamp for him is enough!"

Cuiyulou Hua Kui spoke again, his tone was extraordinarily firm.

In the past, they came more to get Lu Yan's calligraphy, with a philistine heart, to add a little more to their reputation.

Now the attitude has changed, it is sincere.

Lu Yan had long been convinced.

They felt ashamed in their hearts, and they felt more and more that their minds were dirty. When a poem came out, Lu Yan was already sublime in their hearts, like an exiled immortal, spotless.

After he finished speaking, he left and didn't stay any longer.

The rest of the oiran also left a message, begging the shopkeeper to convey it, and then they all left.

The door of the inn became open again.

The people dispersed, but the poem "Song of Burial Flowers" spread like wildfire and became popular again in Chang'an.

.............

in the palace.

Li Shimin held a piece of rice paper in his hand. If Lu Yan were here, he would definitely find out that this was the original manuscript he wrote in front of the inn.

It was actually in the hands of Li Shimin.

But it is no exception. Although Chang'an is huge, there is basically nothing under the emperor's feet that can be hidden from his eyes and ears.

In his capacity, it is easy to get this manuscript.

What Li Shimin was concerned about was not the verse. Although this poem was considered excellent, he had already experienced Lu Yan's ability to write poetry.

already used to it.

What caught his attention was the calligraphy on the top, looking at the strong and powerful characters on it, the pen was like a dragon and snake, and the fonts seemed to come alive, jumping out of the paper, full of spirituality.

This is the first time he has seen such calligraphy.

He is also a person who loves calligraphy. He has studied and practiced all year round.

But compared with this calligraphy, it is simply a world of difference.

"Is this really written by Lu Yan?"

Li Shimin looked at Li Changsheng beside him in disbelief.

"Exactly! Many people in Chang'an have seen it with their own eyes, Master Lu is a great talent, and it's done in one go."

Li Changsheng bowed his waist and said quickly, not forgetting to praise Lu Yan.

"Lu Yan...... What else do you know?"

After Li Shimin got a positive answer, he sat on the chair as if discouraged, and rubbed his brows.

Feel the blow.

Poetry is good, it can be called talent.

Political opinions are also providence.

Calligraphy, although it also depends on talent, requires years of practice.

After practicing for so many years, the only calligraphy he is proud of is nothing in front of Lu Yan.

Nothing compares!

Li Shimin was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Forced to calm down, I kept comforting myself in my heart: "Genius...you can't be judged by common sense, otherwise how can you call it a genius."

Thinking of this, he felt a little better.

Looking at the calligraphy on it again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly a plan came to his mind.

A lot of ideas popped up immediately.

"Maybe, you can do some articles on this."

Li Shimin secretly said, but a smile appeared on his face again, and he seemed to be very happy, and the previous depression was completely dissipated.

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Chapter [-]: It's time to invite him out! 【New book for collection】

The next day.

The fog in Chang'an is hazy, and the sky is dawn, just showing a hint of fish belly white.

In the Taiji Hall, the early morning has come to an end.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the order to deal with the flood has been issued. All parts of the country are actively responding. Officials in the Jiangnan area are already coordinating the displaced people. All of them choose to provide relief for work and join the local team of digging canals."

The minister of the Ministry of Industry reported to Li Shimin, with a look of shock in his eyes: "Millions of refugees have been digested by all parts of Jiangnan in just one day. No one makes trouble, and there will be no more refugees in the future. north."

"I believe it won't be long before everything will be restored to its original state."

The civil and military officials also talked a lot about this, and they were amazed.

The plan to manage the flood, they know it works wonders.

Unexpectedly, the refugee problem that has plagued them for a long time will be solved in one day.

Once the refugees are calmed down, the flooding will not be a problem.

After a few years...the canals are dug and connected to the Grand Canal, they can't predict to what extent Datang will rise.

This plan, the development of the relevant countries, is enough to make the Tang Dynasty take off.

Thinking of this, the civil and military officials couldn't help laughing, and their mood relaxed a lot.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, the time was still short.

Unstable foundation.

After the Xuanwu Gate Incident, the entire Tang Dynasty was shaky.

Many foreign countries are eyeing them.

There is such a big situation inside, internal and external troubles.

If it can't be dealt with in time.... Datang may be in great danger.

They are all citizens of the Tang Dynasty. If the Tang Dynasty collapsed, they would also be the ministers of the collapse of the country.

When the refugees are pacified, Datang can get some respite.

A few years is enough to stabilize and not fear any threat.

"But Your Majesty, Wei Chen has one more thing to do."

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere in the hall, the minister of the Ministry of Industry couldn't bear to break it, but after hesitating for a while, he still said.

"Precise play."

Li Shimin raised his hand.