It is not a rare thing for time travelers to copy poems.

It can even be said that this is one of the essential skills for time travelers.

Yang Mo thought about it and found that he didn't read many online articles in his previous life, but all historical articles have plots of copying poems.

Not to mention it in novels, even in reality, I have copied it myself, and it was copied by Li Bai.

But I only copied one song, and the consent of the parties involved.

Can this be called plagiarism? This is called borrowing something from brothers!

But even so, Yang Mo sometimes felt a little embarrassed when facing Li Bai.

After all, I can't repay it. In this life, the song Hua Xiangyi Shang Yun Xiangrong has been labeled as Yang Mo.

But the person named Song Zhiwen in front of him is more shameless than a time traveler than a time traveler - for a poem, he can kill his nephew.

After becoming a time traveler, it can no longer be described as shameless.

Not only did he openly take all the poems he knew for himself, but he also printed them into books and carried them with him.

The most shameless thing is that he even wrote a shameless collection of poems: poetry collections.

Seeing him proud and even telling others his mood when he wrote this poem, even Li Bai felt disgusted.

Such a slim behavior has already made Li Bai feel murderous.

Wang Bo, Luo Binwang and others are seniors in the poetry world, especially Wang Bo who died young. Whenever Li Bai read Wang Bo's collection of essays, he could not help but sigh.

Song Zhiwen shamelessly took Wang Bo's poems for himself, which slowly made Li Bai's anger burn.

The four poems in the courtyard had long been passed from the palace to the literati outside the door.

There are many interesting traditions in the Northern Sui Dynasty that have become customs.

Although the imperial examination system has been in place now, the imperial examination system has been less than 30 years, and many officials still rely on recommendations.

This is also one of the reasons why Yan Song was able to attend the imperial examination without passing the imperial examination, but almost no one objected.

In this environment, many self-recommendations that sound weird have been created.

For example, today, the old lady of the Wang family in Taiyuan was 70th birthday. The scholars and scholars who had not achieved fame through the imperial examinations in the city invited each other to celebrate their birthdays.

They couldn't get into the courtyard, nor could they see Old Lady Wang.

He just gave the birthday greetings he wrote as a gift to the ceremony room at the door, and then respectfully bowed to the gate of the Wang family.

The concierge gave some small gifts, and the birthday celebration was over.

These birthday greetings will be collected and organized by a dedicated person, and then selected the best greetings and read them in public at the birthday party.

If the one who gets the most praises, the host will immediately invite him to the banquet.

I will give him some fun questions during the meal and test him. If I have the ability, I will naturally recommend him to be an official.

The court will reward those who recommend them, and the world will also spread a good reputation as a respectful and respectful person.

As for the recommended person, he has reached the sky in one step and has a backer from now on, which is the best of both worlds.

Therefore, there are many literati who come to celebrate their birthdays, and almost all the down-and-out literati in Taiyuan City gathered here.

When I saw poetry coming out in the courtyard, I browsed each other, first amazement, then lost, and finally shook my head and sighed, ashamed of myself.

Many people were even more discouraged. There were such poems in the courtyard, and their birthday poems were afraid that they would not be able to see the master's family.

But there are still unwilling people to give up and come forward to ask who wrote these poems.

Of course, some servants could see clearly what happened in the courtyard. Seeing so many scholars coming to ask themselves, they couldn't help but feel a little proud and eloquently told the whole story.

When everyone heard that these four poems were written by the poetic immortal from Pingyang and they had to compete with Li Bai, they all became curious.

Someone secretly called out: "If we don't take a look at this literary event with our own eyes, wouldn't we be in vain?"

If one person makes a fuss, others will definitely follow.

More importantly, they all want to see the Pingyang poet saint Song Zhiwen with their own eyes.

He also had a lively thought: "Mr. Song came to Taiyuan and was weak after all. Li Bai was a little famous, which was considered a little talent. Some people also praised his name as a poet. Today, Mr. Song competed with her. With the talent of those four poems, this competition will definitely spread all over the world in the future, and even be famous in history."

"If I can help the gentleman this time, I will beg him to accept me as a disciple. Isn't it easy to become an official and a disciple of a poet?

The literati who can come here today basically come with the intention of becoming successful.

There were many people who wanted to stick to Song Zhiwen. They came back to their senses and shouted that they would go in and witness the battle for the immortals of poetry.

There was noisy outside, so I could hear clearly in the courtyard.

"What's the noise outside the door?"

Seeing that the smile on his mother's face was very light, Wang Kai thought it was a quarrel from outside, and he felt very unhappy and questioned the servants.

"After the master's words, it is because the scholars and scholars outside the school heard that Mr. Song wanted to compete with Mr. Li, and they all wanted to come in and take a look."

When the servant saw Wang Kai's face looked ugly, he was so scared that he trembled all over.

"Nothing is the most common thing, what's more than poetry!"

Wang Kai immediately understood that it must be the guys under his command that he was talking too much and spreading the story in the courtyard.

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be concealed, and it cannot be concealed.

He just said that the two of them wrote birthday poems to their mothers as comparative poems. Those who didn’t know thought that the Wang family was so respectful to the two of them. Such an important occasion became their famous venue, which Wang Kai did not want to see.

"Turn out, drive out, all of them..."

Before he could finish his words, the old lady who had been silent for a long time said to stop him: "Kai'er..."

Wang Kai quickly walked to Mrs. Wang and bowed and said, "Mother..."

"I've been a father, but I still can't keep my anger."

Mrs. Wang said, and Wang Kai quickly said, "The mother taught her a lesson... these people..."

Mrs. Wang raised her hand to stop him, then turned to look at Yang Mo beside her and smiled, "Mr. Yang, what do you think after listening to Mr. Song's poem?"

"Poetry is a good poem, but people are not a good person."

Yang Mo was stunned. For some reason, Mrs. Wang was talking to her son, but suddenly pulled herself in.

Think about it for a moment and tear it out.

I have been in this world for so long, and I have resisted the opportunity to copy poems and show off many times.

I copied only one song, but it was my own brother.

You are so shameless, your surname is Song.

Not only is he shameless, he also does not leave a way for time travelers like himself who have no literary foundation.

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang's eyes flashed.

Song Zhiwen's face looked extremely ugly, and Chai Shaoze said: "Why, Yang Mo, Mr. Song's talent makes you feel inferior to yourself, and you are starting to be so embarrassed that you are angry?"

"Do you dare to compete with Mr. Song?"

Li Bai was most embarrassed that others were arrogant and domineering. Seeing that he was trying to compare with Shi, he was about to speak, but was stopped by Yang Mo.

When Li Xiuning saw his actions, she was afraid that he would make a fool of himself, so she quickly stepped forward and said, "Today is the old lady's birthday. Brother Chai Shi is so aggressive, wouldn't it be a defeat for the old lady's interest?"

"Xiu Ning, you!"

Seeing Li Xiuning coming out to save the scene, she was so biased towards Yang Mo.

She grew up with her and she had never cared about herself so much.

A down-and-out royal family who had known each other for less than three months was so protective of so many people.

Chai Shao was furious, but what she said was the truth.

If you want to suppress Yang Mo, you still need Mrs. Wang to agree.

After all, this is their home court, and Mrs. Wang is today's birthday star, the absolute protagonist.

If she said she would not stand on her side, she would be delusions like poetry.

When Mrs. Wang saw Yang Mo stop Li Bai, her face looked as usual, and she thought he was a little scared.

After thinking for a while, sitting upright on the chair, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, he looked at Yang Mo and said, "When talking about the fun of poetry, I think of many pasts."

"It reminds me of the poem I gave to an old friend decades ago."

Wang Kai was very surprised when he heard his mother talk about the past.

My mother today is a little abnormal, and he noticed it from the very beginning.

My mother never told him about the past, and I never heard that my mother even wrote poems.

Everyone in the courtyard was also curious. Most of the people present knew that the old lady in front of her was a strange woman when she was young, but not many people knew where the strange was.

"Old lady, what kind of poem is it?"

When Li Xiuning saw that Mrs. Wang turned the topic away, she took the initiative to talk and felt a little relieved.

At least Yang Mo doesn't have to make a fool of himself in front of so many people.
To be continued...