What did Li Jiancheng come?

Wukong was a little puzzled. As far as he knew, since the unlucky incident of Yang Wengan, Li Jiancheng had been ordered by His Majesty Li Yuan to think about his mistakes in the East Palace. But now he actually appeared here. Could it be that the punishment for thinking about his mistakes in the middle has been lifted?

Wukong's guess is completely correct. The fact is that at today's court meeting, Mr. Li Gang joined forces with His Majesty Dou Gui and His Majesty Li Yuan and said that Yang Wengan rebelled and Prince Jiancheng should be said to be jointly and severally responsible, but Jiancheng was unaware of this matter after all, and he has been thinking behind closed doors for more than a month, so it's almost done.

His Majesty Li Yuan then stepped down and revoked Li Jiancheng's order to think about his mistakes behind closed doors.

Of course, no matter what it is, now that Li Jiancheng is here, Wukong naturally cannot continue to stay. Anyway, his reputation and Mr. Li have grown from neutral to good, and the purpose of coming here today has been achieved.

"Duke Wen Ji, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is visiting, then Duke Wen Ji, please come out to welcome him." Wukong calmly put his hands together, "Just leave by yourself."

"Okay," Li Gang nodded. Although he had a very scheming conversation with Wukong, compared to the fact that the prince's visit was definitely more important. "Wukong, if you have time, come to me to chat with me."

"Thank you, Mr. Wen Ji." Wukong agreed in one go.

So the old man hurriedly went out to the front hall to prepare to entertain His Royal Highness the Prince. Wukong came out of the room leisurely and did not rush to leave. Instead, he hid secretly in the side courtyard near the front hall, intending to observe this unlucky guy who was extremely sad in history from a distance.

The back of this Prince Jiancheng left a very clear picture in history, a bad person, a stupid idiot, pervert

It is impossible not to say that when revising history, the great Tiankhan Li Shimin did a great job. He successfully wiped out all the contributions of his father and brothers, and put the glorious halo on his body. He poured all kinds of dirty water on his father and brothers.

Under the instruction of His Majesty Li Shimin, the history of the early Tang Dynasty was a history of how Li Shimin fought with his cowardly and incompetent father while fighting against heroes all over the world. It has the elements that all successful novels should have, such as wise protagonists, supporting roles of relatives with insufficient IQ, and various heroes and villains of the Sui and Tang dynasties who were slapped in the face, etc.

The same sentence is true, history is written by the winner, and Li Jiancheng is sad and sad, he is a loser.

Not long after Wukong came to the side courtyard in the front hall, he saw the old man leading a thirty-five-and-six-year-old man passing by from a distance. Although he just glanced at the distance and Wukong didn't see it very clearly, the Prince Jiancheng was not at least not the kind of person who was very annoying in his appearance.

Yes, if Prince Jiancheng was really as superficial as written in history later, I believe that with His Majesty Li Shimin's level, there is no need to do the extreme action such as the Xuanwu Gate Incident to win by chance.

As long as you are not stupid enough to be on the same level as Xiang Yu, things like burning your boats will be forced to do so.

After paying attention to Li Jiancheng's appearance, Wukong walked towards the corner gate of the backyard under the guidance of his servant. Because now Prince Jiancheng is visiting, the front yard has been martial law, and if Wukong wants to go out, he can only go to the corner gate.

To be honest, when he saw Li Jiancheng, Wukong had a very unreal feeling. After all, this Prince Jiancheng was the first celebrity Wukong met after coming to the Tang Dynasty. Some people said, Didn’t Wukong meet Taoist Xin? Have you ever seen Hongren? Have you ever seen Li Gang? How could he not have this feeling when he saw these celebrities?

You know, even if it is 1,500 years later, there are still many people who don’t know about Monk Daoxin or Monk Hongren. As for Li Gang, everyone remembers who was from the Song Dynasty and Li Wenji from the Tang Dynasty. People who know him are not as good as those who know about Monk Daoxin.

But Li Jiancheng is different. Is there anyone who doesn’t know about this unlucky person?

Wukong believed that His Majesty Li Yuan must have a headache now, because it is too difficult to deal with who will be the prince. His sons are better than each one, and each one is not a good person.

Of course, any emperor will inevitably have such troubles. For example, His Majesty Li Shimin later had a headache about which son should he be the emperor. His sons were more idiots than the other, and he would not be at ease who he chose.

His Highness Li Shimin once had a famous saying, "Birth of a child is worse than a wolf than a sheep." I believe that at this time, he envied his father very much. Although it is not good for his sons to kill each other, at least no matter who is left, he can be a good emperor.

After leaving Mr. Li's mansion, because it was getting late, Wukong went back to his inn directly. Zhixing had already returned, and Sanbaozi continued to go back to Daxing Shan Temple to live.

After getting up the next morning, Wukong packed up his things and went out to Xuanpingfang. This time, he came to pay homage to Lu Chengji, who was born in the Lu family and is currently a bachelor of Xiuwenguan.

This Lu Chengji is actually not the current person in the Lu family in Fanyang. The person who really controls the Lu family is Lu Chengqing, the Duke of Fanyang County. Unfortunately, Lu Chengqing was sent to Qinzhou to join the army last year, so now the only relative of the Lu family in Chang'an is Lu Chengji.

Lu Chengji's mansion is naturally incomparable to Mr. Li. He has entered three times in the first and second. In Chang'an, even if he is not enough, he has more than enough comparisons. Because Lu Chengji does not have any real power now and is just repairing the Wenwen Museum, his door is not as lively as Mr. Li, and the door is closed.

Wukong reached out and grabbed the door knocker and slapped it a few times, and a door poked its head out.

Not long after Menzi brought Wukong's prayer in, a young man in his twenties came out. Wukong knew that this was probably his brother, so he greeted him and bowed to the ground, "I have met Brother Chengji."

"Are you brother Chengzu?" The young man looked surprised, "Why are you dressing up?"

"I was intercepted and killed by a powerful disciple outside Jiangzhou City a few years ago. Fortunately, my master, Monk Daoxin, rescued him." Wukong replied calmly, "So I began to practice with Monk Daoxin, and I am a lay Buddhist at home."

"Live Master, do lay Buddhists need to shave their heads?" Lu Chengji looked regretful, "You must know that your body, hair, and your parents should not be easily damaged."

"Thank you brother." Wukong did not argue, but nodded with a smile.

However, Lu Chengji didn't say much about this matter. After all, he himself was not the patriarch, and Wukong was a child of the side branch, so after saying this, he enthusiastically gave Wukong to the front hall.

After Wukong entered the front hall, he found that there were several people behind the scenes in the front hall. Judging from their expressions, it was estimated that these people had just started eating and came.

"Come on, Brother Chengzu, I'll introduce you to a few Gaoxians." Lu Chengji was very happy to recommend it to Wukong, "The leader is a military officer of the Qin Palace, Li Chunfeng."

I wiped Wukong and looked at it in surprise. This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was actually Li Chunfeng. Gao Dao, this was the first Gao Dao I had ever seen since I came to the Tang Dynasty. "I have seen Mr. Li, and I have long been famous for my reputation, and I am well-known." Wukong bowed politely, while Li Chunfeng looked at Wukong's outfit as if he was a monk with interest, and nodded slightly.

"This person is like me, a bachelor of Xiuwenguan, Xu Jingzong." Lu Chengji then introduced the next person to Wukong.

I'm sorry, another great man, Xu Jingzong is His Majesty Li Shimin's number one royal literati. Not only did he throw dirty water on Li Yuan and Li Jiancheng and others, but he also paid for it clearly when he was reviewing the history of the country. As long as you don't give me money, I will write bad things about you in history.

"Mr. Xu, I have been keen on you for a long time." Wukong didn't say anything well-known this time, because he didn't believe it even after Xu Jingzong said it.

"This is Lu Yuanshi, a writer from Xiuwenguan."

"Looking for a long time"

"This is Lee Anqi..."

"Looking for a long time."

"You little monk is funny." The teenager named Li Anqi sneered, "It's okay for you to admire you for a long time, but do you know who I am? I've admired you for a long time, and it's all nonsense." As soon as this sentence was said, the harmonious atmosphere was disrupted, and Lu Chengji's face became a little unpleasant.

Everyone knows that this Jiuyang is just a polite word. If you can take this sentence seriously, you can basically use a stick as a needle. Everyone present can immediately turn to Wukong's body, wanting to see how this little monk deals with it.

"I never lie when I speak." Wukong put it seriously, "Since I said it was your great name for a long time, then it was naturally your great name for a long time."

"Is that true?" Li Anqi continued to sneer, "Then do you know who I am?"

"Zuxia is the grandson of Mr. Neishi Delin in the past, and now the son of Mr. Bai Yao, the Minister of Rites." Wukong said with a smile, "Just these two points are enough for the world to be well-received by people for a long time."

"Hmph" Li Anqi turned his head with a depressed look on his face and stopped looking at Wukong.

The eyes of the people watching next to him also changed a little when they looked at Wukong. After all, although Li Baiyao is very famous, not many people know that Li Anqi is Li Baiyao's son. Wukong, a teenager, could know so clearly that they could look up to Wukong more or less.

As for Li Anqi's attitude, everyone has long been accustomed to it. Of course, Li Anqi is not disliked by Wukong, but he is already mean. In addition, he is in the rebellious period and has such a powerful father. As soon as he introduced it, he said that this is Li Baiyao's son, which makes this arrogant Li Anqi unable to stand it at all.

Why is Li Anqi very mean? Because when Li Anqi became an official later, a candidate official was defeated and complained to him, saying that I came here for nothing, which made me ashamed and embarrassed to look at the road I went back. As a result, Li Anqi asked him, where did you come from?

This person said, "I came from Pujin. Li Anqima told him, then you can go back from Tongguan. The official said, "I was ashamed after I went back, and I didn't know how to face my wife, so she would definitely laugh at me." Li Anqi continued, don't worry, your wife knows what kind of person you are, and he will definitely not laugh at you."

"This is a son of the Lu Qingyuan Hall, the current Duke of Yichang County, and his name is Chengzu." After introducing the others, Lu Chengji then introduced Wukong to these people, "My little brother Chengzu is a son of my Lu family, not an outsider, so I took the initiative to bring him in."

"Where is a talented person like Chengzu, who is just one of us." Xu Jingzong said with a smile, "Chengji, you are so polite." Then Lu Yuanshi and several others also made some polite words, Lu Chengji arranged a seat for Wukong at the bottom of the hall and asked him to sit down.

Although Li Anqi's words almost made the scene cooler, Li Anqi did not deliberately target Wukong, so under Xu Jingzong's sleekness, the scene quickly became lively. After listening to the greetings of these people for a while, Wukong realized that the people present were all colleagues of Lu Chengji in Xiuwenguan.

After two tours of drinking, these cultural people from the Tang Dynasty were already very excited, and then they began to perform routine activities of ancient cultural people at the wine table, writing songs or poetry on the spot.

In fact, when poetry first appeared, it was a song. For example, the Book of Songs is divided into four parts: Fengya Song. The songs in this part are equivalent to the current "Xxxx year, which was a spring. An old man drew one in xx place" and directly sang the main melody song of the country's leaders.

And Ya is equivalent to the main theme song of "The Moon of the Fifteenth" and "Start from the beginning" that praises national policies, while Feng is a popular song like "The Rat Loves Rice" and "You are a madman and I am a fool".

In the Han Dynasty, there was an institution called Yuefu that collected folk songs and compiled them into books. Now we call this kind of folk song Yuefu poem. In fact, before the Southern and Northern Dynasties, poetry was created for singing, and there was no matter such as rhythm.

During the Yongming period of the Southern Dynasty, in order to facilitate singing, people began to pay attention to relationships such as harmony in tone when writing poems. This behavior gradually developed, and it was not until the prosperous Tang Dynasty that the later so-called metrical poetry was truly formed.

The advantage of this kind of metrical verse is that you can sing it after writing it, because no matter whether it is five-character or seven-character, it is majestic or graceful, it has a ready-made tune. The so-called metric is to make it nice and simple when singing. However, at this time, there is no so-called metrical verse, and everyone is relatively free to write poetry.

It was Xu Jingzong's turn at this time. Then he saw Xu Jingzong holding a glass of wine. After pondering for more than ten minutes, he picked up the brush next to him and in an instant, he waved it.

‘The osmanthus is just beginning to bloom in the deep autumn, and the chrysanthemums are left in the cold window. The waves are surrounded by ducks, and the geese are returning from the morning autumn. The moon pods are still falling, and the clouds are like a new thing. I read the acres of a mu, and I am still waiting for the text to be small. I am wise and wise in the past, and I am grateful for the innate and do not violate it.’

"Brother Xu, I can't wait." Lu Yuanshi, who was standing aside, said with emotion. You should know that the singing and testing of this kind of banquet is a quick talent, and you have to write the poem in a few minutes. Under such circumstances, it is indeed commendable that Xu Jingzong can still have such good poems.

Although Xu Jingzong's character is a bit problematic, his talent is beyond doubt. Otherwise, His Majesty Li Shimin would not have let him do it when he wanted to revise the history.

Just as Wukong was eating and drinking, watching the fun with a soy sauce, he saw Xu Jingzong reaching out to pick up the pipu from the plate held by the servant next to him, and threw it away without even looking at it.

"Three Miscellaneous Colors, you should go for five steps." After the servant looked into the plate, he immediately spoke out loudly. Then, Wukong found that everyone present had their eyes focused on his body.

"Brother Chengzu, it's your turn." Lu Chengji said to Wukong in the chairman, "If you feel that you can't make it, drink a glass of wine and then throw some."

"To me..." Goku pointed at him strangely, "What are you doing?"

There are actually many ways to sing poetry and wine. For example, the people present make some rules and then write them together according to this rule. This method is generally called a literary club. There is also the current practice of Lu Chengji and others. The family loses the pipu and counts the points and chooses the next person who responds. If they cannot make it, they will be fined a cup and then throw it away.

Of course, there are more elegant ways, such as Qushui Liushang, etc., which I won’t talk about here.

"Of course I'm writing a poem." Li Anqi held the cup and looked at Wukong with contempt, "What do you think you are doing? Could it be cheating?"

"So it's just writing poetry?" Wukong smiled relaxedly, "If you cheat, you'll really make things difficult for me. OK, I don't know what the question is?"

"Originally, I wanted to limit the materials and rhymes, but you are still young, so you don't need to limit the rhymes. Just use yourself as the topic to write a song." Li Anqi looked at Wukong with a squint eyes, "How is it, it's simple. If you really can't write it out, just pick up the wine glass next to you and drink it yourself."

Wukong tilted his head and looked at Li Anqi without blinking.

"Why, can't you do it?" Li Anqi snorted, "If you can't even get such a simple question, you'd better drink."

"It's really simple." Goku smiled and slapped his hands, "Get paper and pen."

"What, Brother Chengzu, don't you think about it?" Lu Chengji asked with concern from the side.

"It's just a poem, what's there to think about?" Wukong reached out and picked up his pen, brushed it down, and then threw the brush to the side. "Okay."

"Take it to me." Lu Chengji waved at the servant. He had already decided that if the poem was written poorly, he would not show it to others. He would just praise it for a few words and then put it away. Although Lu Chengzu was from a side branch, since his surname was Lu, he could not be embarrassed by him.

The servant picked up the poem written by Wukong and walked to Lu Chengji. Before Lu Chengji could read it, he found that Li Anqi had left his seat and ran here. He was still looking at it. Lu Chengji was a little unhappy at the time, but Li Anqi was only in his teens after all, and he was Li Baiyao's son, so he couldn't have an attack on the spot.

Then, I heard that Li Anqi had already started to recite Wukong's poem loudly.

"Don't go out to travel in your home, look at the princes and lords all the time. The articles are so great that they will be old. It is better to sit quietly in the cushion, don't cause any worries in the world, and fill your stomach with three meals a day, and have to rest and rest."
Chapter completed!