Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 239 No matter how you beat the drums, you wrote the poem

As soon as Fang Yiai said "Looking for Flowers and Asking Willows", no matter the envoys or scholars, no matter whether officials or women's family members, all grinned, even the emperor Li Shimin couldn't help but open his mouth!
Concubine Fang, are you kidding me, in front of the emperor, under the eyes of everyone, you plan to let Wang Pingan write an erotic poem, do you owe a board on your ass, or a knife on your neck?
Princess Gao Yang's face was blue, but her eyes were shining green, like an angry wild cat.She thought to herself: "Fang Yiai, believe it or not, when I get home, I'll scratch your face and make your face bloom!"

Chai Lingwu, who was sitting with the princesses, laughed in a low voice, gloating, looking at Princess Gaoyang's expression while laughing, the color on her face is so bright!

But Princess Baling turned her head, glared at him, and said in a low voice: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny!" Loves to drink vinegar, seeing her today, she really deserves her reputation!
Li Zhi and Li Ke looked at each other. Li Zhi frowned, but Li Ke was full of surprise. Although he also saw some tricks, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious!But Li Ke felt a little bit of joy in his heart. Anyway, the more chaos the royal affairs, the better. Only when the chaos is outrageous, he will have more opportunities!

Chu Suiliang in the flower shed over there rushed to Fang Xuanling and said, "Brother Fang, what's the matter with your son-in-law, but you follow the family tradition?" He knew that Fang Xuanling never talked nonsense, but his wife did. She is so powerful that she is known as the number one shrew in the Tang Dynasty.Fang Yiai suddenly became tough, without Fang Xuanling's humility, so naturally she could only be like Mrs. Fang!
Fang Xuanling sighed for a long time, thinking to himself: "It's hot, this kid's stomach must have been spoiled by eating, and his brain was hurt as a result..."

Li Shimin frowned slightly. What Fang Yiai had already said was hard to swallow. If he refuted Fang Yiai at this time, there would be rumors when he became neutral. He would not say what happened to Fang Yiai, but It would be said that Fang Xuanling fell out of favor!This kind of rumor will greatly damage the relationship between the monarch and his ministers, but it cannot appear!

He nodded, and said: "Tell me about the scenery of Furong Garden, that would be good. Wang Ping'an, you can use this as the title and write a poem!" After a pause, he said: "The flowers in the garden are fragrant, And with so many spirits, birds and beasts, there is no need to describe characters!"

The emperor was dissatisfied with Fang Yiai's topic, so he inevitably favored Wang Pingan, telling him not to write any characters. It became a joke and was widely circulated!

Wang Pingan bowed, glanced at Fang Yiai, his forehead was a little sweaty, and thought: "Fang Concubine, your family matter has nothing to do with me, you got mad and found the wrong partner, It really shouldn't be, it shows that you have a problem with your eyesight, so in the future..."

Clearing his throat, this time he no longer pretended to go around the field, but after a little thought, he read: "The lotus garden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are pressed down on the branches. The lingering butterfly dances from time to time. , Zizi Jiaoying just crows."

As soon as the poem was finished, there was silence in the field, and there was no sound!

Wang Ping'an was sweating all over his forehead just now, and now he made the song "No Broken Loulan, I will never return it", so everyone thought that he had to sweat again this time, and they were all waiting for him to spin around. Opened his mouth and came, without turning around, he made a wonderful poem!

Others were stunned, and they were reminiscing about the charm of the scenery described in this poem, but the female family members in the flower shed were excited. They didn't care about the charm, as long as the poem was written well!

The female relatives clapped their hands together and called out in a delicate voice: "Qia Chatiao, well done!" They all imagined themselves as Jiaoying.

Countless women yelled like this, and others realized it. This poem is so good. In just four sentences, it describes a colorful picture. Listening to it makes people feel happy and blends with me!

Li Shimin clapped his hands and laughed loudly, and praised: "Good, good poetry, thousands of flowers weigh down the branches!"

As an outstanding emperor, one of the basic qualities is not to trust others in everything, and he has always advocated that if you listen to both, you will be clear, and if you listen to only one, you will be dark. When I saw Wang Ping'an's poems, I was more or less suspicious. Did I find someone to do them beforehand, and then make a name for him?
But today, when he saw Wang Pingan writing a poem on the spot, he believed it. Wang Pingan was indeed talented.These two poems were proposed on the spot, and there was absolutely no way to prepare them in advance. The first poem was magnificent, and he had thought about it for a long time, while the second poem came out as soon as he opened his mouth, but it was quite colloquial.What does this mean? It means that he made it on the spot!
The civil and military officials also nodded one after another. The poem was indeed well written, and they all applauded along with the emperor.But many people have regrets in their hearts. In order to take the exam, all the scholars in the middle of the capital cast bank papers to seek their confidantes. If this is the case with Wang Pingan, if he seeks his confidant and finds his own family, then he should show his face at this time and have a good eye. A talented scholar, it's just a pity that he doesn't seem to be interested in investment banking papers, and he has never been in anyone's door!

But thinking about it is also true, with Wang Ping'an's talent, there is no need to submit any papers, just relying on his two poems, it is already a certainty to pass the Jinshi examination!

The scholars were all in rather complicated moods. This Wang Ping'an was too powerful, and I had never seen him participate in any poetry conferences, so I didn't know his poetic talent. When it comes to poetry, no one can surpass him!
Alas, there is one less number of Scholars!
Outside the garden, Qiu Tingxuan beside the small soil bag sighed, thinking: "I am not as good as him, I am not as good as him!"

Ma Mingmei said in a low voice: "Young master, Wang Ping'an's poems are so good, why didn't his poems spread before?"

Qiu Tingxuan glanced at her, and said: "Without illness, he is humble, he only writes poems for self-entertainment, and never spread them to outsiders, even I... Only now I know that his poems are so good!"

The two of them were talking, when suddenly Ma Mingmei raised her head and said: "There is a dark cloud over there, it is drifting towards the garden, it looks like it is going to rain, there is no flower shed here, should we go hide under the tree? "

Qiu Tingxuan also looked up, shook his head and said: "No need, even if it is going to go down, it will be a cloud and rain, and it will not be too late to hide when it goes down!"

Fang Yiai's face turned a little blue, and she didn't pass the exam, but let him show his face, it's really unreasonable!He turned his head, glanced at Princess Gao Yang, and saw that his wife's face turned blue, and the couple's faces were the same, shining brightly from afar!

Fang Yiai gritted her teeth. Anyway, the matter has already been done. If Suo Xing doesn't do it, he won't stop. I don't believe that Wang Ping'an can compose three poems in a row in one day!
He pretended to be happy and clapped his hands and said: "Good poem, it really is a good poem! It's getting late, why don't I beat the drum again, so that this poetry meeting can produce a few more good poems!" After finishing speaking, he covered the handkerchief again. On the eyes, holding a drumstick in his hand, he knocked loudly!

The flower boat drifted along the current again in the ditch.

This time the flower boat floats again, and the mood of the scholars is different from before. Just now, they hoped that the flower boat would stop in front of them, so that they could compose a poem and show off the limelight, but they were afraid that the flower boat would actually stop, so they would do it themselves. Not producing good poems makes people laugh.But it's over now, no one expects the flower boat to stop in front of him anymore, with Wang Ping'an's song "Thousands of Flowers Pressing the Branches Down", any poems he writes will only be a joke, why give Wang Ping'an As a foil, his poetry is superior to others!
In the hearts of countless scholars, they began to meditate together: "Don't stop in front of me, don't stop in front of me..."

Boom, boom, boom!The drums kept beating, and the flower boats flowed along the water.It seems that there are not too many things happening today, God has paid attention to the Furong Garden, and heard the prayers of the scholars, the flower boat drifted all the way, and it really didn't stop in front of any scholars!

Fang Yiai kept beating the drums, and the flower boat went around the field for a circle, returned to the source, and then started drifting from the beginning again!
Di Renjie watched Fang Yiai's hands keep knocking, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, look at Fang's son-in-law who keeps knocking, isn't his shoulder sore?"

Wang Pingan sighed, and said: "Sour, of course, he is sore all over his body now, and he can't find a place that is not sour!"

Boom, boom, boom, the drums stop!
Hiss!Following the loud gasp, after thousands of people expressed their surprise in unison, the garden became very quiet, without a single sound!
Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew by, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and there was a burst of heavy rain, pouring down, and the Furong Garden was shrouded in a mist of water!
Wang Pingan raised his head and thought: "Man is doing it, but the sky is watching. God can't stand it anymore, and she's crying!"

It turned out that the flower boat began to circle the second time, but when it drifted in front of Wang Ping'an, the drumbeat stopped, and the boatman's small wooden paddle on the flower boat was improperly positioned and pointed at him again!
The rain falls in clusters along the edge of the flower shed like pearls.The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, the sound of gasping, the sound of the sound entered the ears... Everyone present was speechless!

The first time the flower boat stopped in front of Wang Ping'an, there was no problem. It was normal. It was a normal thing to stop in front of someone. The flower boat must stop in front of one person!

But the second time the flower boat went around in a big circle and stopped in front of Wang Pingan again, it was abnormal!The son-in-law swung his arm to beat the drum, almost dislocated his arm, and swung it in front of Wang Ping'an again, saying it was a coincidence, who would believe it?

In the middle of the flower shed, Li Shimin shook his head slightly, thinking: "Is the handkerchief not tightly wrapped?"

Li Zhi was dumbfounded, he was not a smart person, and he didn't know how to react at this moment.But Li Ke raised his head and thought: "The weather is good today, the sky is clear, the clouds are dense, and the rain is pouring..."

Chai Lingwu leaned closer to his wife, and whispered: "Brother Fang, you may have eaten a little too much this morning, and you think drumming is a way to digest food, why don't you let me do it?"

Princess Baling glared at him, and said in a low voice, "You didn't eat less in the morning, so stop it!"

Princess Gao Yang's face turned blue with anger, luckily this is a flower shed and there are no bricks on the ground, otherwise she would have picked up a piece and flew it to Fang Yi'ai's head!

Chu Suiliang in the flower shed over there spoke again: "Brother Fang, old Fang, I can see that your son-in-law... this morning, I really had a bad stomach!"

Changsun Wuji sat in the flower shed and kept silent all the time, but at this moment he couldn't bear it anymore, with a smile on his face, he turned to Fang Xuanling and said, "The weather is hot now, and the food is perishable. Eat overnight food!"

Fang Xuanling's nose was almost out of breath, and when he heard the jokes from his old friends, he just scolded in his heart: "This little bastard, I'm so mad..."

But the scholars looked up at the sky together, and said in their hearts: "Oh my god, you actually appeared. The flower boat really didn't stop in front of us, but stopped at Wang Pingan's place again...God, you are a good man!"

Everyone in the garden had different thoughts, some were gloating, some were only thinking of watching jokes, and some were frowning silently, but except for one person, no one was really happy!

Who is that genuinely happy person?It was the little princess Li Yiren!

Suddenly, she clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Okay, it's Wang Ping'an who wrote poems again. I like listening to him write poems the most. His poems are very nice!"

Countless gazes shot at Li Yiren through the rain curtain. There was no other reason. At this moment, she was the only one who could still clap her hands!
Li Yiren was a little puzzled, tilted his head to look at Li Shimin, and said, "What's the matter, did my son say something wrong? Is Wang Ping'an's poem not good-looking?"

Li Shimin stroked his beard, his daughter was innocent and romantic, and without any scheming, she actually praised Wang Ping'an in front of everyone, so he nodded and said: "It sounds good, it sounds good!"

After the clouds and rain, they come and go quickly, and after a while, the rain will stop and the clouds will go away, and the sky will be bright again!
Fang Yiai was willing to go all out anyway, even if he was fined to kneel on the washboard when he returned home, he would have to embarrass Wang Ping'an today!Seeing the sun come out again, he cleared his throat and said, "What a coincidence, what a coincidence, it was Wang Ping'an who wrote the poem again, what happened today is such a coincidence, is it God's will?"

Everyone curled their lips together, what God's will, it's your will, obviously you did it on purpose!

Fang Yiai said again: "Just now Princess Hengshan praised Wang Ping'an's poem well done. Wang Ping'an, are you grateful?"

Wang Ping'an was helpless, he was a son-in-law, the emperor's son-in-law, with a big official and strong background, so he couldn't afford to offend him!He stood up, walked to the arena again, gave a deep salute to Li Yiren, and said, "Thank you Princess for your praise, Ping'an is really ashamed!"

Without waiting for others to speak, Fang Yiai said again: "Since I am grateful, why don't you write a poem and praise the princess as well, wouldn't that be great?"

Princess Gao Yang grabbed the teacup on the table, if not for the presence of the emperor, she would not be able to find her, and she would probably fly him with the teacup!
Over there, Fang Xuanling supported the case with both hands and was about to stand up. Chu Suiliang quickly grabbed him and said in a low voice: "What are you going to do? Be safe and don't be impatient, don't be violent!"

Li Shimin looked at Fang Xuanling, seeing that the old prime minister was also very anxious, and thought: "I will give you another face, but it can only be done once, and it will not be the next time!" Looking back at Li Yiren, seeing the youngest daughter still Looking forward to it.

The little girl is as pure as paper, without the complicated thoughts of adults. She likes Wang Ping'an very much. If Wang Ping'an can write poems to praise her, she will be happy. Girls in the Mood for Love need the most praise from others!

Li Shimin hummed, and said: "Then let's make a poem..." Suddenly thinking, how can the princess be included in the poem, and added: "You must not mention the title of the princess, but let people know who you are. Praising the princess!"

Everyone in the field let out a chorus of oh, this is so difficult!
(End of this chapter)