The first rebel of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 12 Take a Step to Talk

Li Min thought to himself, no way, when he saw Kong Yingda, he was only 12 years old, and he hadn't grown. This year, he has grown so fast, how could Kong Yingda recognize him?
"Old man, don't think that you can give less money like this. I see through your thoughts."

He said lightly.

Everyone also condemned Kong Yingda.

They are already old, and they have to bully the teenagers. Such a close-up method is not very clever.If you don't have money, you can pretend to be a big-tailed wolf? !

"No, that's not what I meant, I think you look like someone I know."

It's not like, it's just him!
"Don't, don't do this, you're not the first person to say that."

Li Min didn't want to get involved too much on this issue.

Then he said, "Tell me, what kind of poetry do you need? Or is it up to me to decide?"

That being the case, there is no need to dwell on one issue for too long.

"Young man, of course it's at my request."

Kong Yingda was very sophisticated, so he naturally wanted to ask Li Min to retreat.

Today's ten poems, one can not be missing.

Moreover, the most difficult questions have to be asked, and each capital is different.

"Speak, I'm listening!"

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter, plum orchid, chrysanthemum, bamboo, Tang Chang'an, ten pieces and ten pieces, how about it?"

What's up with Xia?Is it the occasion?
Could it be that this is an exercise they gave to the children of the nobles?
Not to mention, he has a strong reserve, and he can make a hundred or so of ten things, which is not a problem at all.

Kong Yingda looked at Li Min and seemed to be lost in thought, but he looked proud.

"How is it? Is it difficult? That's normal, I usually do this for a long time!
I will give you an hour to write these ten poems, lest people say that I am bullying the young. "

Even Scholar Confucius thought it was not easy. People thought, what should Li Min do?
"One hour? Then I'm at a loss. For such a simple poem, I think it takes a lot of time for a cup of tea."

A cup of tea takes about 15 minutes.

The crowd was amazed and delighted!Surprised that it takes time just to write it down?The good news is that they don't like Kong Yingda and hope he will leave soon!
"Hmph, shameless! Let's have a cup of tea. If I can't make it, I can get the money back! I'll leave you nowhere to stay!"

"If I could write faster, maybe not."

Everyone was shocked.

Just reviewing the questions will take everyone a while.

Some people started scratching their heads and trying to write poetry.

But it's always because there is too little ink, and sometimes it can't be used for the occasion. The more anxious you are, the more you can't think of it.

Some have come up with it, but they are also hard-boiled.

"The old man wants to see how you write poetry."

"Okay, I'll start with the topic of spring! Let's see."

Li Min wrote.

Began to write down his verses on white paper.

It is thought, it is better to say is to copy poetry.

He waved it down, and black words were constantly written on the white paper.

Before people could see the last sentence clearly, he wrote the next sentence.

In an instant, a poem is completed.

The crowd read aloud emotionally.

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the Prophet of the Spring River Plumbing Duck.

The sprouts of Artemisia selengensis are short, which is exactly when the pufferfish wants to go.

Two-to-one return to Hong want to break the group, Yiyi also like to return to the north.

Knowing that there are many winds and snows in Shuomo from a distance, we will wait for the spring in the south of the Yangtze River. "

The crowd is talking nonsense.

"Good poetry, good poetry! Sure enough, it's a masterpiece!"

"This poem is even better than the previous one!"

"It's amazing to come up with such a verse in just a moment!"

"I can't carry it so smoothly!"

"Sir, please give us a bow, we are already in the ground!"

……

In the face of everyone's enthusiasm.

Li Min just waved his hand, showing everyone's demeanor.

"Everyone is polite, and they came out to eat, but it was just Banmen getting an axe."

His modesty made everyone feel ashamed.

His name is Banmen Axe?
All of these literati's books were read in vain.

"Master Kong, what do you think of this poem?"

Kong Yingda watched it for a while, her expression was excited, but she said, "Not bad, there are still nine songs! Come on!"

It seemed that he would not let Li Min go.

Li Min was not afraid of him at all.

Is it just poetry?

As many as you want.

Next, he copied Lu You's "Secluded Residence in Early Summer" and Du Fu's "Eight Songs of Autumn Hing (Part [-])"... When each song came out, everyone clapped and applauded.

These are masterpieces!Too strong!

The more Kong Yingda watched it, the more frightened she became. In less than 10 minutes, she composed nine poems.

If it goes on like this, it's really like what Li Min said.

You can complete ten poems without the effort of a cup of tea!
If you deduct the time for writing, it will be easy.

So amazing, so amazing.

Finally, Kong Yingda's tone began to change.

Become a little more polite.

But he still said: "There is one last song, writing Chang'an, I want to see how you will do it?"

He doesn't give up!

"That's not easy? Let's see!"

Li Min moved his pen again.

"The emperor's spirit and emperor's aura is full of air, and auspicious clouds are everywhere in the palace.

Langyuehanxing wears Han tiles, and the wind and rain are wrapped in the Tang wind.

The majestic castle looks like the old one, and the Zall New District looks like a rainbow.

Shengshui is surrounded by famous mountains for thousands of years, and craftsmen are no match for natural craftsmanship. "

Although this poem is a little praising.

But Li Shimin did not do wrong in terms of rule, at least the people live and work in peace and contentment, not like a war.

But economically, he has not done enough.

These have to be done by themselves.

He is a matter-of-fact person, and he scolded Li Shimin at the beginning because he could not do well.

But it was very cool. Few of the ancient kings survived, but he survived.

When the poem came out, Kong Yingda directly rolled up the paper.

failed to be seen by others.

Judging from his hand, it was already trembling.

He was excited and burst into tears.

He shouted: "Good poetry, good poetry! This old man has lived for decades and has seen countless poems, but he has never seen such a poem. It is really shocking."

From the disdain at the beginning to the excitement now, this old man also has principles.

It is also about the matter, regardless of the person.

At the same time, he felt sorry for his rudeness.

"Sir, please allow me to call you Mister, in the world, only you can be called Mister, no one else deserves it!"

This may be Kong Yingda's highest evaluation for Li Yin.

It made Li Min a little confused. I just copied a few poems and changed some words violently to make the meaning more consistent. What about you?
Sir, can I have dinner?
Can it be used for money?
All of them are impossible, they have a false name, and they are useless.

"Okay, your poem is ready, take your poem and go, don't waste my time."

This……

Few dare to do this to Kong Yingda, and Li Min is definitely the first.

Kong Yingda wasn't even angry, on the contrary, she was full of smiles.

I don't know what's going on in my head.

He came over in a good voice.

"Sir, can I take a step to speak?"

What is this old man going to do?
If there is no one step, if there are hundreds of thousands of copies, you may find it by yourself.

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