Chapter 470 There was a loud noise in the sky, and Ping An made his debut
There were many scumbags and weirdos in the Tang royal family.
For example, Li Shentong, the cousin of Li Yuan, who claims to have been defeated and fought repeatedly, was beaten to death by Dou Jiande and Liu Heita, but he wanted to compete with Fang Xuanling and others.
But that's just not self-aware.
Li Yuanying did not mention the large-scale construction projects in the local area, but also disturbed the local peace, so that there were many complaints.
When people mention the clan, they will inevitably mention this scumbag, so that the clan is ashamed to be with him.
Today Li Yuanying and Yuchi Xunyu came to see the beautiful woman, but Li Su felt that he was an unexpected visitor, so he repeatedly asked him to write poems.
Who doesn't know that Scumbag Teng is good at drawing and writing poetry... If he is good at writing poetry, he won't be despised.
You must know that in this era, as long as you are talented, your shortcomings will be tolerated. For example, Li Bai, the boss is drinking and having fun, the emperor sent someone to invite him, what did Li Bai say?
—Emperor Hulai can't get on the boat, since Yunchen is a wine celestial being.
Scumbag Vine does not have the talent of a poet, so it is impossible to refute being said to be a scum of the clan.
Li Su smiled and said: "Prince Teng has been thinking about it for a long time, but is it possible?"
Someone beside him laughed and said, "Prince Teng is probably planning a masterpiece?"
"It must be."
"I'm all ears."
This is lifting the sedan chair, lifting you high, and if you can’t get off later, these people will laugh at you below.
Yuchi Xunyu whispered: "Can you do it?"
My king...
Li Yuanying's gaze was firm.
Yu Chi Xunyu secretly rejoiced, wondering if he could still make a splash with King Teng today?
"no!"
Li Yuanying said in a low voice: "You said... how about this king pretending to be dizzy? Then you go back behind your back, so no one can blame you."
"It's too fake!" Yuchi Xunyu felt that this guy was going to be tragic today, "Why don't you... admit defeat and say you drank too much."
"But I didn't drink alcohol today." Li Yuanying's forehead was sweating.
Yu Chi Xunyu had no choice but to say, "Let's just say that you were in charge of ten girls last night, and you lost your mind."
Li Yuanying smiled wryly.
Li Su frowned, "Prince Teng has a relaxed demeanor, do you think this old man can be bullied?"
Everyone knew that Li Su wanted to teach Scum Teng a profound lesson today, so they all laughed.
This is too deceiving!
Li Yuanying said coldly: "Do you dare to compare painting with me?"
"Hahahaha!" Li Su laughed and said, "As for painting, we should focus on poetry and prose. Today, King Teng talked about him, could it be... ignorant and incompetent?"
This remark was a heavy hammer, and it gave a bad breath to the clan.
Li Yuanying was furious, "How are you doing?"
Li Su sneered: "Look at the clan present today, who doesn't want you to show your true colors? Ignorant and incompetent people will ruin my clan's reputation, shameless!"
The clan couldn't help laughing.
For a moment Li Yuanying was isolated there, looking furious, but helpless.
Li Su said indifferently: "The old man wanted to teach you a lesson a long time ago, and today I have fulfilled my wish. I'm happy, I'm happy, hahahaha!"
Li Yuanying was trembling all over, and was short of breath.
"What title is the poem?"
A voice came slowly.
Li Yuanying turned around in ecstasy, "Sir!"
The mountain road is on the side. Jia Ping'an and Li Jingye jumped down, clapped their hands, and said with a smile: "Jia heard that there is a literary club here, so he came here out of his own capacity. Who is the owner? What is the topic?"
The laughter stopped abruptly...
Those women looked up, surprised, someone said: "This man is unparalleled in poetry, so no one invited him today?"
"It is said that she was arrested by Princess Gaoyang as a guard, and she will not come back until several days later."
"Then why did he appear?"
"After all, he is the commander of Baiqi, and Princess Gaoyang can't order him."
"Then today..."
"What today, look at Li Su."
Li Su originally thought that the happiness in life was at this moment, but at this moment, the happiness was frozen on his face.
Li Yuanying greeted him, "Sir, please help me."
Jia Pingan glanced at those clans, thinking that the clans of Old Li's family, to be honest, really didn't have many good birds. These people are here to encircle and suppress Li Yuanying, nothing more than to show Li Zhi.
Li Yuanying was in charge of the smuggling business. At the beginning, the clan thought that he was just doing chores for the emperor. But Li Yuanying gradually became rich, he spent generously and generously, and those in the clan thought it was weird. After investigation, he turned out to be in charge of the smuggling business.
This is considered to have touched the hornet's nest. Some people implicitly expressed that they have business talents;
But Li Zhi didn't respond at all, making the livers of those popular people hurt.
Today, Li Yuanying was sent to seek abuse. People like Li Su would not let this opportunity go, they must let him make a lot of ugly appearances, so as to relieve their hatred.
Yu Chi Xunyu also felt that these people were going too far, "Sir, they said that King Teng is an ignorant person."
"Nonsense!"
Jia Ping'an thought it was too much, "Prince Teng can paint and build the Pavilion of Prince Teng."
The scumbag's gradually rounded face became more bitter, "Although this king was often scolded by the late emperor and His Majesty in the past, he has never been humiliated like this today. Sir..."
Your student is humiliated!
Although Li Yuanying is a bit of a scumbag, he can handle things anyway, and he is not that kind of villain.
Seeing his red eyes, Jia Pingan patted him on the shoulder, "Relax"
He walked over and glanced at the crowd, "Jia just came back, and happened to be out with Jingye for a walk. I didn't expect to meet all the senior scholars here."
Li Su's heart was extremely disturbed.
He just heard that Jia Ping'an would accompany Princess Gaoyang on a trip for a few days, so he called people to hold a literary meeting.
Now that Jia Ping'an is here, how to deal with it?
He looked at those clans.
Just now everyone was scrambling to chant poems, but now everyone is dumb.
What about those great talents?
Li Su's eyes turned, and he looked at the great talents who attended the meeting today.
The big talents all looked stiff.
The so-called colleagues are enemies, and those who cherish each other are very few. Originally, everyone was composing a poem and costume competition, which attracted those women's praises, which can be called the pinnacle of life...
There was a loud noise in the sky, and Jia Ping'an made his debut.
A big talent hesitates to speak.
Li Su rejoiced in his heart, "Ma Langjun, is there?"
That Ma Langjun laughed dryly: "No, it's just that my legs are numb, move."
Is my Jiwei like this?
Jia Pingan frowned, "Prince Teng."
Li Yuanying suddenly realized, "Sir, today's topic is Xia."
It is summer now, so the title is apt.
Jia Pingan looked around with his hands behind his back.
This is to use local materials!
Everyone couldn't help but feel refreshed.
The clan hoped that Jia Ping'an would perform abnormally today, and then attack him in groups, smashing him and the scumbag together.
Great talents seem to be calm, but they are really eager for Jia Pingan to come up with a song: There is a sudden lightning in the sky, and someone wants to smoke; if it is not someone who wants to smoke, why does the sky flash.
Then they would secretly be ecstatic, and then excuse Jia Pingan, saying how inappropriate he is today, in a word, it is not a crime of war.
But in fact, they would laugh to themselves and twitch with joy. Stepped Jia Pingan into the mud.
People's hearts have always been like this.
But those women were different.
They held their breath, wanting to see how the rumored poet Wushuang would compose poems.
Several young ladies looked at Jia Pingan nervously holding the arms of their companions.
"What poem do you think he can compose?"
"It must be... It must be a famous article."
"How can there be so many famous novels?"
"Uncle Wuyang has it!"
A little lady said longingly: "Uncle Wuyang said that his poetic talent is like water, full of water, as much as you want."
"I'm coming!"
Everyone fell silent.
Jia Pingan turned around and chose a few poems in his mind.
Seeing him not moving, someone laughed and said, "Uncle Wu Yang, isn't it possible?"
Several people laughed, but the laughter was very thin, and they embarrassed themselves.
"No, there are too many people here. Jia is not good at choosing, so he is a little hesitant."
Jia Pingan, who had difficulty choosing, looked helpless, "A few poems...Jia thinks they are good, but it is not good to abandon this one, and it is not good to discard that one. If you recite them all..."
I just made a few poems in a short time. If you recite them all, will you have nothing to love? He looked at the men, "That's not good either."
We waited for a long time to come up with a poem, but he just wandered around and came up with a few poems. Writing poems was as easy as eating... The men who laughed were embarrassed.
"Sir, you are indeed heroic."
Seeing those who suppressed Jia Ping's words, Yuchi Xunyu praised: "Mr. is indeed a sir. Before the poem is published, these people have already been suppressed."
Li Yuanying murmured: "If Mister can make those people lose face today, this king... this king will give all the stunning women in the mansion to Mister."
"give me one."
"Shut up, sir."
"It's difficult for me to choose." Jia Pingan looked helpless, then smiled.
This world that looks at faces! The young man was handsome, with a slight smile, and those women couldn't help but give fifty points first.
"The spring is silent and the trickle..."
Everyone looked at the place where the water was bubbling, and couldn't help secretly praising it.
"The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun."
The ancient trees beside the pool are towering, covering most of the pool in the shade of trees.
Wonderful!
"Xiaohe just showed her sharp horns, and dragonflies have already stood on her head."
Everyone's eyes slowly turned to the pool.
The lotus leaves that just emerged are curled, pointed upwards. A dragonfly is flying and slowly landing on it.
This man...
He was able to compose a poem in an instant.
And it's an amazing song!
Jia Pingan nodded slightly, looked at Li Su and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Li, if ignorance is the criterion, what is Jia's poem?"
You said that Li Yuanying was ignorant, so what are you in front of me?
Li Yuanying was moved, "Sir..."
What moved him was that after Jia Pingan finished writing the poem, he even stood up to Li Su for him.
You are a boss, I am not your opponent.
I admit it!
The faces of those clansmen turned black.
Jia Pingan said: "Actually, everyone has their own strengths. Some people are good at writing poems, some are good at painting, and some are good at arithmetic... People who are good at painting, you have to let him make achievements in poetry and fu. Is it interesting?"
This person wants to reverse the case for Li Yuanying!
Li Su felt a little cold, "The Great Tang has made poems and prose his talent, so I'm afraid Uncle Wu Yang's words are inappropriate?"
The same is true in the former Han Dynasty. For example, Sima Xiangru won the emperor's attention with a gift.
Everyone thought this was an unsolvable thing, what do you say?
Jia Pingan said calmly: "I don't think I'm talented."
Boom!
Someone's wine glass falls to the ground.
This word...
Slap in the face!
You say poetic talent is talent, but my poetic talent is invincible, but I don't feel that I have talent.
I always say that I have no talent, who has the face to dare to say that I have talent?
Li Su only felt pain on his face.
He had a problem, and Jia Ping'an easily resolved it in an instant.
talent!
I am the only one!
If I say I have no talent, then you are illiterate!
Jia Ping'an's eyes turned, and he looked at those great talents.
Who has an objection?
Someone said: "You..."
The people around him stepped on him.
"If you want to question him, then come up with a poem that can surpass this one, otherwise you will be humiliating yourself."
No one shot!
Jia Pingan said helplessly: "I have prepared more than ten poems, but no one sang them. It is indeed lonely!"
Everyone...
This is ammo ready, just waiting for someone to hit the wall!
Several great talents who were about to make a move before couldn't help secretly thanking themselves for their stability.
Jia Ping'an turned around, "Go back."
His posture is impeccable, and the eyes of those women are full of fascination.
"Uncle Wu Yang's poem crushed the audience, and no one dared to respond. The following sentence is indeed lonely, which makes people feel lonely and cold."
"There are so many great talents, but no one makes a move."
"Shangguan Young Prison is not here."
"He won't make a move even if he is here."
"Why?"
"It's incomparable, if you make a move, you're asking for humiliation."
Li Jingye turned around and ran over, asking: "Who refuses to accept my brother?"
Everyone felt very humiliated, but when he asked him this question, some people couldn't sit still, stood up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."
Li Jingye grinned, "So that piece of jade should belong to my brother?"
You humiliated us for this? The corners of Li Su's mouth trembled, and he waved his hand, "Take it."
Li Jingye picked up the jade with one hand and walked away.
Behind him, there was complete silence.
Great talents have complicated eyes with frustration.
Being overwhelmed by one person makes everyone feel powerless.
But most of those women have stars in their eyes.
"Uncle Wu Yang wrote another famous piece."
"Those so-called great talents used to talk endlessly, ridiculing King Teng for sparing no effort, but now they are silent."
"They were all shocked by a poem by Uncle Wuyang."
A young girl longingly said: "I just like the way Uncle Wu Yang said that he was really lonely. Seeing that invincible loneliness, I wish I could go... hey!"
…
Jia Pingan went out only to realize that he had forgotten the piece of jade.
But if you go back to get it, the price will drop a bit, and if you don’t take it, you will feel a loss.
Why!
"Brother!"
Li Jingye trotted over carrying the jade.
"I can make several jade bracelets."
earned it.
Jia Pingan was secretly happy, "I'll get you a jade pendant later."
Such a large piece of jade is usually made into a large piece, but Jia Pingan is not interested in this, so he just got it and used it to coax women.
Yu Chi Xunyu, "What about me?"
This idiot!
Jia Ping'an said: "Get you a safety buckle."
It’s not good to favor one over another!
Li Yuanying had a face full of generosity, and Jia Pingan smiled and said, "Make a jade wrench for King Teng."
…
Someone entered the palace later and told Li Zhi about the matter.
"Poetry?"
Li Zhi was puzzled, "Why didn't they invite Jia Pingan?"
"Uncle Wuyang was taken away by Princess Gaoyang, and he said he would come back in three to five days."
"That's why they dare to set up such a literary club?"
Li Zhi thought it was a little funny, "The commander of my hundred cavalry actually frightened them so much that they dare not hold a literary meeting?"
Wang Zhongliang said with a smile: "Uncle Wu Yang is invincible in his poems. In the past, even Shangguan and Shaojian were not able to do so."
Not before, nor now!
Li Zhi suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Gao Yang is traveling, why let him guard?"
Wang Zhongliang said: "It is useless to say that those guards are all wine bags and rice bags."
Li Zhi nodded, "Indeed."
Immediately the poem spread in the palace.
Wei Wushuang was working at Jiang Han's place when a court lady ran in, "Wushuang."
Jiang Han raised his eyes and said coldly, "What about the rules?"
The maid quickly stood up, "Gong Zheng, I have some good news, and I want to tell Wushuang."
"What good news?" Wei Wushuang thought of Qian Liang.
The emperor is in a good mood recently, and it is said that he plans to reward the palace servants.
The court lady shook her head, "Someone from the imperial family held literary conferences before, and they all aimed at King Teng."
That scumbag!
Jiang Han was dumbfounded.
"After Wuyang Bo went there, he just looked at the surrounding scenery and wrote a poem. Everyone present was silent."
Jiang Han became interested as soon as he heard it, "What poem?"
The court lady chanted, "The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness. The little lotus just showed its sharp horns, and a dragonfly stood on it long ago."
Jiang Han froze for a moment, "It's like a painting, full of vitality."
That little thief wrote another famous article!
Wei Wushuang somehow thought of Jia Pingan's hippie smile.
"Uncle Wu Yang has finished composing his poems, and before he leaves..." Wei Wushuang was a little unsettled by the bubbling attitude of the court lady, "I said that I have prepared more than ten poems, but no one sang them. Admittedly lonely."
Jiang Han took a picture of the table, "Look at the so-called great talents, and suddenly feel proud!"
Does that little thief have this side?
In Wei Wushuang's impression, Jia Ping'an, apart from fighting on the battlefield, always had a playful smile when getting along with him.
Facing those clansmen and talented scholars, he actually said such words as being truly lonely, thinking about how contemptuous he must have been at that time.
"Wu Shuang!"
She was in a daze when a servant came outside, "Wushuang, Uncle Wuyang is waiting for you outside."
What is that little thief here for?
Is it showing off?
Probably not.
So…
Wei Wushuang said softly: "I haven't finished my work, I'll go out later."
Jiang Han said with a smile: "You don't have much time here, go."
Wei Wushuang stood up, "Thank you Gong Zheng."
Walking in the palace with her long legs is a sight.
"Meet Your Highness!"
Prince Li Zhong came with people.
Wei Wushuang stood on the side, lowering his head slightly.
This is the rule in the palace. When a nobleman passes by, the palace people should stay away from the side, and they are not allowed to look up at the nobleman in disrespect.
A pair of feet walked slowly, Wei Wushuang saw it.
What does the prince want to tell me?
What Wei Wushuang thought of was the dispute between Jia Ping'an and the prince.
She felt a chill in her heart.
"You are Wei Wushuang?"
The news that Wei Wushuang is going to leave the palace gradually spread, and those who are interested will naturally know her whereabouts.
Jia Ping'an's future wife!
No, she is already his wife!
Li Zhong said with a smile: "Uncle Wuyang has served His Majesty and has done a lot of meritorious service. I heard that you are his wife? You can live a good life like this. If His Majesty rewards you later, I will add something to you."
Wei Wushuang said: "Thank you, Your Highness. But I have not yet entered Jia's house, so I dare not promise."
I don’t care what purpose you want to use me for, but I’m not with Jia Ping’an yet, so what you said is useless!
Several subordinate officials behind Li Zhong looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Jia Ping'an's wife seems to be from a simple background, but she still manages to deal with the prince's coercion without leaking.
good!
Later, Wu Mei laughed loudly when she learned about this, "I have observed her for a long time, if I can't agree to things, how can I let her be a safe woman!?"
(end of this chapter)