The first legitimate son of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 242: Someone slaps me in the face again
Just after the competition between Li An and Tang Shanshi ended, Li Shimin on the other side burst into laughter: "Yao Jin, you have accepted your adopted son well. Even I have to accept the love of your adopted son." Okay, when will the Tang family’s hundred thousand yuan be given to me?”

Tang Jian hurriedly prepared to come out, wanting to make big things into small things and use money to eliminate disasters, but what Tang Jian didn't expect was that Tang Shanshi roared at this time: "Not counting. Not counting this time. , this poem must have been written by Ang Li long ago, and I don’t know if it was written by Ang Li, this fight poem is unfair, I want to fight again.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present frowned at Tangshan Shi, because you are acting a bit rogue. Everyone saw what happened just now clearly. When Li An asked the question, he himself agreed. Oh. You lost first, then refused to admit it, and then deliberately set things up for others. This is a bit disgusting.

Suddenly everyone present showed a look of contempt for Tang Shanshi.

Li An laughed, which made Tang Shanshi feel very harsh. At this time, Li Zhi stood up and looked at Tang Shanshi and shouted: "Tang Shanshi, if you lose, you lose. Don't afford to lose. You say Ang Lee's poems were written long ago, and yours may have been written long ago too.

And about your poem, I don’t know if it was written by someone else. Now that you lose, you have to admit it and don’t let everyone look down on you. "

Li Zhi's words received nods of approval from everyone, and Tang Jian yelled at his son: "Get out of here, you idiot. If you are not as good as others, just go back and study hard. You have to arrange for others here. It's really... Next work."

After saying that, Tang Jian bowed to Li Shimin again and said: "Your Majesty, one hundred thousand guan can be sent to the palace tomorrow."

"Haha. What did Tang Jian bring to the palace? I don't need money. You can just give the money to the Ministry of Rites and let the Ministry of Rites use the money to build a school, hire teachers and teach children. That's fine. However, I don't need money for these schools. I thought of a name and called it An Xuetang!"

After speaking, Li Shimin smiled and said to Li An: "I don't know if Li An is satisfied or not?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Li An is very satisfied." After saying that, Li An quickly bowed to thank him.

"Hahaha, I'm really happy today. I drank Yuye wine, listened to Liangzhou Ci, and even met a young hero. It's really satisfying. Come on, dear ladies, raise our glasses and celebrate the Tang Dynasty. Congratulations on a brighter tomorrow!"

After Li Shimin finished speaking, other officials also picked up their wine glasses and shouted together: "Congratulations to the Tang Dynasty!"

After saying that, a group of people drank all the jade liquor in the wine glasses.

Originally, when things came to this point, there would be nothing wrong, but just when Li An was about to return to his position, suddenly, Meng Ziqian quietly walked out of his shed on one side and shouted loudly: "Good poem, good Mr. Shi Li is indeed well-deserved of his reputation. He knows medical skills and knows heresy. It seems that there is nothing in this world that Mr. Li does not know.

Mr. Li just assigned the topic, which is the glory of winning. However, I don’t know if Mr. Li could have won the competition if Mr. Li had not assigned the topic.

I have prepared [-] yuan, and I want to compete with Mr. Li. However, I have designated the topic. Mr. Li, do you dare to give it a try? "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became tense again. Li An looked at Meng Ziqian not far away and showed a faint smile: "Meng Langjun wants to add icing on the cake to Li's An Academy. That would be really great." .”

"Humph." Meng Ziqian snorted coldly: "Then let's see if Mr. Li is really capable?"

Meng Ziqian has been saying that until now, in fact, he is running against Ang Lee openly and secretly, thinking that Ang Lee's poetry is not his ability. You must know that Ang Lee just designated a topic. You must know that many of these designated topics are because of Gunner.Therefore, Meng Ziqian suspected that Li An knew so many things, which was questioning that Li An relied on the gunman and was a copycat.

"Yes!" Tang Shanzhi jumped out again: "Meng Lang-jun, you come up with a topic and see if Li An still has any poems this time."

"Is that okay?" Meng Ziqian looked at Li An and smiled.

But Li An shook his head: "Of course not."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and Meng Ziqian burst out laughing: "Don't Mr. Li dare to let others designate the topic?"

Li An said hehely: "I was afraid that you would come prepared. You also said just now that if you assign a topic, you will not have real ability. If you assign a topic, it means that you have no ability. How about this, we let Your Majesty By specifying a topic, wouldn’t it make the competition between the two of us more reasonable?”

"Why did you designate the topic? Father, please come up with a topic." Li Zhi echoed Li An loudly.

Meng Ziqian frowned slightly. At this time, Li An laughed again, then looked at Meng Ziqian and said slightly: "Don't Meng Langjun dare to let others designate the topic?"

Repay the other person with his own way. Meng Ziqian was so arrogant when he said this just now, and now he is speechless when he hears this sentence. However, less than two or three minutes later, Meng Ziqian nodded and said: "Okay, your Majesty, please give me the question."

At this time, Li An also bowed to Li Shimin and said, "Your Majesty, please come up with a question."

Li Shimin looked at the two of them, nodded slightly, then touched his beard and said: "Okay, I'm going to come up with a topic. At this time, we are on the banks of the Qujiang River in autumn, so let's use this as the topic. Let’s write a poem.”

"Autumn, Qujiang, riverside...!" Li An frowned slightly at this moment. For a while, Li An couldn't quickly search for poems that fit these titles, while Meng Ziqian on the other side smiled slightly: "Mr. Li, look at you, is it okay?
However, I already have one. If Mr. Li can be my follower later, I am willing to give Mr. Li a reduction of [-] yuan. "

After finishing speaking, Meng Ziqian laughed proudly. Seeing his son deflated, Meng Ziqian was proud. Empress Changsun looked at Li Shimin angrily. Her eyes seemed to say, why did you ask such a question? His own son felt deflated at this time.

Li Shimin also smiled bitterly at Empress Changsun's gaze, because his topic was very appropriate for the occasion. If Li An had prepared a poem in advance, he should have prepared a poem for such an appropriate occasion. Why did he look like this now?

Just when Li An was thinking hard, fortunately, he did not write poems alone in a secret shed this time. This time he wrote directly in his own shed. Next to Li An was his daughter Li Duoduo.

The little guy kept eating the food on the table. Seeing his father's distressed look, he said lightly: ""Traveling Qujiang Alone in Late Autumn". Tang. Li Shangyin!"

"Ah, Duoduo, what did you say?" Su Silan asked Li Duoduo in surprise, because she didn't hear clearly what Li Duoduo said just now, but at this time, Li An showed a hey smile.

(End of this chapter)