Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Li Wangyou’s face suddenly changed because he saw Xiao Yu’s shooting skills and then thought of himself.

Ciao! Xiao Yu, who was ridiculed by everyone, even Ouyang Xun who wrote poems and mockery, shot four arrows crookedly, but at least went to the target, and even one arrow was worthy of hanging on the target.

You must know that the target can be 90 steps away. It is not easy for Xiao Yu, who is 60 years old, to shoot on the target.

But even so, Xiao Yu was laughed at by everyone, what about him, Li Wangyou?

Li Wangyou look at the distance of the target, then look at his own small arms and legs, fuck, he guesses he can’t even pull the bow, right? After shooting arrows today, will there be a poem “Laughing at Li Wangyou Shooting” that will be passed down to later generations, making people laugh at?

Thinking of the consequences, Li Wangyou’s back sweat was going to come off, his eyes rolled around, and he wanted to figure out how to get out.

While Li Wangyou was thinking about his ideas, Lu Guo Gong Hou Junji played.

I have to admit, Hou Junji, as a famous general in the early Tang Dynasty, is a martial artist very well. He fired four arrows all hitting the bullseye, which drew Li Er and the officials to applaud.

Obviously, today’s “Shooting Ceremony” is the top name of Hou Junji.

Hou Junji proudly threw the bow and arrow in his hand to Li Wangyou Qianniu. He just caught a glimpse of Li Wangyou with a frown, and raised his eyebrows.

“Count of Hu, have you not shot arrows yet? Why don’t you show your archery skills to Your Majesty and the officials?”

Li Wangyou look at Hou Junji The proud face, there is a kind of impulse to spill the wine in his hand. This bastard, proud ass! Do you dare to beat Lao Tzu with a computer? I can let you have a hand!

However, his reaction is not slow, he stood up without showing weakness, and said to Li Er: “Uncle, my nephew has no power to bind the chicken, so I won’t go up to show ugliness today. My nephew is afraid of himself I used a bow to draw the arrow, but the target was not shot. I would have to trouble Qian Niuwei looking for arrows when I turned around. It would not be beautiful.”

Li Wangyou’s self-deprecating words made Li Er and the group The minister laughed loudly, but no one wanted him to shoot arrows. Hou Junji twitched his lips contemptuously, and when he was about to say something taunting, he heard Li Wangyou speak again.

“Uncle, although my nephew is not good at ejaculation, but my nephew has written a new article recently. I wonder if Uncle and the public are interested?”

“Oh? Ziyou, you Have a new work? Come and listen.”

Li Wangyou’s words made Li Er come to be interested. Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Zhangsun Wuji and many other bigwigs also gathered around.

Since Li Wangyou’s “The Inscription of the Shabby Room” was thrown out that day, everyone has admired his literary talents. After hearing that Li Wangyou has new works, how can I not be curious.

“Uncle, Zhu Gong, my article is called Selling Oil Weng, and it was written by an anecdote in Chang’an City.”

Li Wangyou cleared up In his voice, he recites: “There are good shooters in Beijing, who are unparalleled in the world, and the public is also proud of this. If you taste shooting in the home garden, there are oil sellers who stand with ease, and they will not go for a long time. The tenth is eight-nine, but it is slightly nodded.

The public asked: “Do you know how to shoot? I am not good at ejaculation? Weng said: “No one, but hands are familiar. “The public angrily said: “Er’an dare to shoot me lightly?” “Weng said: “I know it from my discretion.” “I took a bottle gourd and placed it on the ground, covered his mouth with money, and used it to poke the oil and drain it from the money hole, but the money was not wet. Because he said: “I don’t have him, but my hands are familiar. “The public laughed and sent it.

How is this different from what Zhuang Sheng said?”

Li Wangyou, who was shameless and shameless, compared the song Ouyang Xiu’s “I copied it again. I also replaced Chen Yaozi in the original text with a shooter in Beijing. After all, Chen Yaozi is from the Song Dynasty. If it doesnt change, how do Li Er and others know who this person is? As for whether there are any shooters in Chang’an City, Li Wangyou can’t control that many.

After he finished reading this article, everyone was quiet and tasted the taste in the article.

Ouyang Xiu’s “Ouyang Xiu” can inherit for thousands of years. Of course, it is needless to say that the literary talent is. The key to Li Wangyou’s timing of this article is to let everyone think about it.

Li Er and Fang Xuanling, including Hou Junji, thought that this article was written by Li Wangyou only after being provoked by Hou Junji, otherwise how would it be like this?

This misled Li Er and the others, and they were more amazed by Li Wangyou’s talents.

For a moment, without thinking about it, chanting such a handed down work, what a terrifying talent is this?

Its Cheng Yaojin on the side that didnt think that many, laughed heartily and said: “wow hahaha, no one else, but hands are familiar. Its wonderful, its wonderful, Ziyou, your youngster is so talented, really in the world. Wushuang!”

Hou Junji’s face suddenly changed. Isn’t this just a mockery of his good arrow shooting, just a familiar hand?

The numerous officials who participated in the birthday banquet were all tolerant of laughter, and they discussed this “Selling Oil Weng” in a low voice. They admired Li Wangyou’s wit and talent even more.

The look in the eyes looking towards Hou Junji became more and more weird. In the crowd, chuckles continued to sound, and the sentence “No one, but hands are familiar.”

It even made Hou Junji very angry, but he didn’t have that literary talent, so he could go back. He had no choice but to sit back to his case, and drank his sullen wine.

Even the winner of the final shooting belonged to him. Miyazaka Mima, who was awarded by Li Er, didnt show any smiles on Hou Junjis face. He always felt that the numerous officials looked at his expression. , With the words “no one, but hands familiar” written on his face.

Li Wangyou didn’t care. Together with Xiao Yu, hehe haha went to receive the fine wine and drank it with his head up.

As soon as I was disturbed by Li Wangyou’s “Selling Oil Weng”, Hou Junji, the victor, was as if he had eaten a fly, but he had nowhere to breathe, and felt aggrieved.

After the shooting ceremony, Li Er and the group of officials returned to the Taiji Hall to officially start the birthday banquet.

The birthday banquet began at noon, and the ambassadors of the states and counties first presented a mirror and a pouch to Li Er on behalf of the states and counties.

In Great Tang, the contribution of tribute mirrors by local governments is a very important task.

The copper used for casting these copper mirrors has undergone more than hundreds of extractions in order to ensure the purity, and is called Hundred Refinements copper.

The craftsmen designed exquisite patterns for the “Hundred Refinements Mirror” and cast it on the back of the mirror, and then carefully rubbed it with jade scraps and gold paste to polish the mirror surface bright and clean.

The manufacture of these Hundred Refinements mirrors is time-consuming, laborious and expensive. Almost every copper mirror costs no less than a hundred coins.

Among the tribute mirrors, Yangzhou tribute mirror is the most famous, also known as Jiang Xin mirror.

And Bai Juyi once wrote a poem to praise Zhou Gongjing, “Hundred Refinements mirror, melting rules are unconventional, the day and the sun is spiritual and strange, Jiang Xinbo casts in the boat, and at noon on May 5th, the fan The golden cream has been polished and turned into a piece of autumn and tan water, and the mirror has become a general offering to Penglai Palace, and the governor of Yang has made himself known.”

Li Wangyou also didn’t understand, because Mao Tang people like mirrors so much, not to mention these Copper mirror, in his opinion, is also very common that’s all.

These tribute mirrors from various states are placed on the Tai Chi Hall for the appreciation and play of numerous officials.

In front of Jiang Xinjing, where Yangzhou paid tribute, the most numerous officials gathered to play and admire, and from time to time there were bursts of exclamation from the crowd.

In the eyes of Li Wangyou, even this Jiangxin mirror that Yangzhou pays tribute to it is nothing but beautiful, but the carvings on it are more exquisite. But when it comes to the role of the mirror itself, these copper mirrors are nothing to praise.

Li Wangyou even feels that Li Er uses a copper basin to receive the basin of water, and the picture may be much clearer than these copper mirrors. Li Wangyou even thought maliciously, the poor Emperor Great Tang, your majestic Li Er, Your Majesty, hasn’t he taken a close look at his appearance from birth to now?

Thinking of this, Li Wangyou couldn’t help but pu chi laughed out loud, which caused numerous officials around him to look at him, not understanding what happened to Count of Hu?

On the sidelines, the proud Yangzhou ambassador was excited by the laughter of Li Wangyou.

“Dare to ask Count of Hu, my Yangzhou tribute Jiang Xin mirror, but what flaws caused Count of Hu to laugh?”

Li Wangyou is shocked, what are you talking about? ?

I laugh at myself so much. Its all about you?