When Zhou Chengye heard the emperor suddenly ordered him to write poems in public, he felt so miserable. His left eyelid kept pounding today. When he came, he was worried that something would happen. He never thought that he would be here.

Zhou Chengye wished he could slap himself a few times. You said that you would just give him a book. Why didn’t you take Li Sanlang seriously? He was still looking over there, insisting on seeing what charm Li Longji, the old man, has.

Looking at Zhang Jiuling beside Li Longji, looking at him with anticipation and nodding gently, as if encouraging him, Zhou Chengye felt the urge to cry.

"Old Zhang, Lao Zhang, do you know that I am different from a genuine literary leader like you. The poems and essays I do on weekdays are actually stolen by others. Compared with you, the ink in my stomach is the difference between a well and a Qujiangchi! The emperor asked me to improvise poetry. If I do it well, I will naturally become famous all over the world. But if I can't do it, then this misunderstanding will be huge today!"

Zhou Chengye's mind was rotating rapidly, but he said carefully: "You are not talented, so you dare not show off your bad luck in front of the emperor and all the adults. But you have the fate, but the young one dare not refuse to follow, so you have to try your best to chant with pleasure."

After saying these words, Zhou Chengye suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. He remembered Li Bai in history. He would enter the palace in a certain year in the future. He wrote eight poems "Love of Music in the Palace" specifically at the request of Li Longji. Although these eight poems are incomparable to Li Bai's famous works, each poem has been meticulously crafted and is most suitable for dealing with such happy celebration scenes.

"Old Li, Lao Li, don't blame your brother for taking it without complaining. There are eight articles in "Peace of Music in the Palace". Today I will only borrow one to meet the situation. Anyway, you are a great immortal who has a hundred poems on wine. In the future, I will let you drink the best wine and make more poems!" Zhou Chengye silently claimed his guilt in his heart, then slowly raised his head, looked at Longshouyuan, and recited loudly:

"The water is green in the Nanxun Palace, and the flowers are red in the building.

The orioles sing and smell the liquid of Tai, and the phoenix blows around Yingzhou.

**The beads are pierced, and the heavenly beings are colorful and beautiful.

Today, the wind is good, so it is better to travel in Weiyang."

In the eyes of outsiders, the lips and teeth are white. The handsome and handsome Zhou Jia Erlang just lowered his head and thought for a few breaths, and recited the best poems of the night at once!

After a brief silence, Li Longji first praised: "Okay! What a good poem!"

After hearing this praise, Zhou Chengye was not happy at all. He was whispering: Yes, he is so wet! My whole body was so nervous that I was wet with sweat!

“Nego and exquisite, as appropriate…”

"Flaming but not vulgar, charming but not demonic..."

"A good poem by Erlang of Zhou's family!"

The praises from the ministers following the emperor came to their faces, making Zhou Chengye, who had recovered from his senses, feel speechless.

This is also a good poem? Compared with the famous works of Lao Li, this can only be considered a few essays that have been written in the past! When Li Bai wrote "Love of Music in the Palace" out of helplessness. For the emperor's amusement banquet service, the style of the poem also inherits the style of the Southern Dynasty palace, using gorgeous and colorful sentences, describing the luxurious and enjoyable life in the palace, and finally ends with praise.

In such a poem, there is no author's thoughts and feelings, nor does it have the true words of Lao Li who is shocking. As long as you can match the song and make the singing girl sing a new song and win the joy of the emperor and the ministers, it is a so-called good poem!

Zhou Chengye suddenly remembered the official articles of praise that made his ears hear calluses, and he felt inexplicably sad in his heart.

From ancient times to the present, the popular characters love to hear the most are those flattering words that do not speak principles and do not distinguish between true and false!

"Zhou's Erlang, I have made contributions to presenting books. I am amazed by writing poems in public, and I am very happy! General Gao, how should I reward him?" Li Longji, who had already returned to the dragon throne, said to Gao Lishi with joy.

Gao Lishi thought about it for a moment, and then said, "If you return to the emperor, I think you can ask the Zhou Erlang to make a request by himself. As long as it is not boundless, it will be fulfilled by him."

Li Longji nodded, thinking that Gao Lishi's words were so particular that he could not only show his magnanimity, but also added some restrictions. He was not afraid that Zhou Erlang would invite him to reward him all over the sky, so he said to Zhou Chengye who was standing in a distance: "Zhou Erlang, what do you want me to reward you?"

When Gao Lishi was speaking just now, Zhou Chengye thought about it in his mind. He knew that it was a huge opportunity for him to speak at this time, but once the requirements he spoke were lower than or exceeded Li Longji's psychological expectations, he would either regret it himself or make the emperor feel embarrassed, so this speech was really not easy.

Zhou Chengye thought about it for a while and finally said, "You have no choice but to ask the emperor for some merits, but you have given me something, so you dare not refuse you. I dared to ask the emperor to give a name to Chenji Restaurant!"

After hearing Zhou Chengye's somewhat incredible request, not only did Li Longji, who was sitting on the dragon throne, laughed and cried, but even Gao Lishi, Zhang Jiuling and others were stunned.

This Zhou Jia Erlang should be a talented and quick-witted person? His speed of writing poetry just now was obviously faster than that of Cao Zijian, the seven-step poem he made by the Three Kingdoms. Why did he become stupid at this critical moment?

Zhou Chengye could have made higher demands, and it was not difficult for him to ask the emperor to allow him to study in the Imperial College. The emperor mentioned just now that he was removed from the county school. But this guy actually asked the emperor to write a store name for his grandfather’s restaurant with all the officials present!

Old Zhang was so angry that his mouth was about to turn crooked. He cursed in his heart: Bastard! What a good opportunity I have won for you, you are ruining it!

Li Linfu was secretly happy in his heart, and he said to himself: "After all, you can't get on the table!" At this time, he was thinking about a restaurant, and Zhou's Erlang was just that!"

Zhou Chengye naturally wouldn't know what others thought at this time, but he silently prayed in his heart: Li San, Li San, my request is not too much, right? You must agree! Isn't it just to ask you to write a store name for me? If you come to the store for a drink in the future, I will ask Baoshun to give you a discount!

Everyone on Huae Tower, even the emperor himself, felt sorry for Zhou Chengye's missed the opportunity, but only Zhou Chengye felt as bright as a mirror. Once Chen Ji Restaurant has the emperor's imperial pen and given it, who would dare to make trouble in the future? Chen Ji Restaurant is the foundation of Zhou Chengye's rise in the Tang Dynasty. Even if he may leave Chang'an in the future, as long as Chen Ji Restaurant does not collapse, he will have the capital to save his life to leverage the entire Tang Dynasty's commercial empire!
Chapter completed!