But, it's not right.

Why is it a brother-in-law? Isn’t it a brother-in-law?

Chai Rong was a little confused, but then he thought that it was probably because Qin Mo didn't understand. Just as he was about to correct it, Li Zhi stepped forward and said, "My mother, my son-in-law wrote a poem for her mother, please give her a appreciation!"

Everyone looked over, and Empress Gongsun smiled and said, "Okay!"

She has always loved Li Zhi. Li Zhi is not only smart, but also very knowledgeable!

"The boy travels to the countryside and returns..."

Li Zhi made five-character sentences, roughly speaking, he thought of the queen in the deep palace when he was traveling outside, thinking that one day he would be able to take the queen to see the time outside.

At the same time, it also praised the Queen Mother for her respect for the world.

Although it is not a quatrain for the ages, it is excellent.

Many people were stroking their hands and many of them were Li Zhi's followers. For a time, Li Zhi became the most beautiful baby in the audience.

"Not bad!" Li Shilong also nodded!

Empress Gongsun said, "Son, I'm determined!"

Li Zhi smiled and said, "This is what my son should do. The mother and queen should assist the father and the mother should be in charge of the world, and she should also manage the harem and teach us. My son and queen only hope that the mother and queen can be blessed and healthy!"

After the words came, many people praised him, saying that Li Zhichun was filial and talented, and could be a wise king of a generation!

This kind of praise made Li Xin very unhappy.

But he was controlled by his feet and couldn't get up. He gave Gongsun Chong a wink. Gongsun Chong understood it and then stood up: "Auntie, my nephew also has a poem here, please appreciate it!"

Li Shilong was also a little unhappy about Gongsun Chong's name, but Empress Gongsun was happy today, so he did not have any attacks.

Empress Gongsun was with Li Shilong at the age of thirteen. The two of them walked hand in hand for thirty years. They were as close to Li Shilong and smiled bitterly in their hearts.

This child, Your Majesty is not good for calling him that in front of him.

But she didn't know how to remind her, but said with a smile: "You say, listen to me!"

Gongsun Chong smiled and began to recite the poems made by various gorgeous words make Empress Gongsun blush.

Qin Mo sneered, the flattery was too loud and even disgusting.

But he was too lazy to care about it. He couldn't help looking at Li Yulan while eating.

The little widow lowered her head and looked at Qin Mo from time to time. When she looked at each other, she felt a little panicked.

"Auntie, this song Fengyi Tianxia, ​​I hope my aunt likes it!"

Empress Gongsun forced a smile, "Not bad!"

Li Shilong even felt a little nauseous. He used to think that Gongsun Chong was a talent, but some things that have happened in recent days have greatly improved his view of Gongsun Chong.

Gongsun Wuji is known as the number one think tank in Daqian, but why is Gongsun Chong so invisible?

Gongsun Chong did not notice Empress Gongsun's embarrassment, and retreated happily.

Then Du Youwei and others also took turns to write poems. No matter how they did, they always set off the atmosphere on the scene.

Many ladies from aristocratic families are whispering, and people who are knowledgeable always make people feel good!

Even Li Yue wrote a poem to celebrate his birthday. Although it was not very good, it was not bad.

It attracted the praise of Qin Mo and others, and his brothers supported him.

Chai Sitian was thinking, didn’t he say that Qin Mo’s poems are very powerful, why didn’t he write poetry?

Chai Rong also found it strange, so he asked, "Qin Mo, don't you write poetry?"

"Writing poetry? I can't write poetry!" Qin Mo said.

"You can't write poetry? Then who did the two poems you wrote during the winter hunt?"

"I don't know!" Qin Mo pretended to be stupid and stunned.

"Sanzi, my buddies are all big and thick, and you are a little bit educated. Don't you write poems to celebrate your birthday?" Li Yongmeng said.

"Hey, how can I write poetry? Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Mo waved his hands repeatedly.

Everyone looked at each other. During the winter hunt, they looked at Qin Mo's poems and scholars.

Why didn't you come here?

"Hanzi, don't hide it!" Cheng Dabao said.

"Yes, brother, you are our leader. Even Dou Jianming, the rough man, writes poems. We can't be embarrassed, right?" Cheng Xiaobao said.

"Xiaobao, don't say that to my brother!" Dou Yiai reminded him with some dissatisfaction. Although Dou Jianming doesn't like to take him to play, it's his brother no matter how he says it is!

Cheng Xiaobao smiled angrily, and Liu Rujian also said, "Yes, silly, just write a poem, but we don't write a poem!"

No matter what they said, Qin Mo just didn't move.

Just then, Li Shilong looked at Qin Mo, "Qin Mo, don't you write a poem?"

"I'm writing poetry? How can I write poetry? My father-in-law, don't joke!"

"You can't write poetry?" Li Shilong frowned, "Who made the lyrics in the past? Who made Liangzhou? Who made the lyrics in the old age? Who made the lyrics in Chui Lao?"

“Did I do all this?”

Qin Mo scratched his head, "I got drunk that day and couldn't remember anything!"

Everyone almost fainted. The two poems of this word have spread throughout the capital now, and those who even arranged them into songs, even the yellow-mouthed boys can recite a few sentences!

Qin Mo actually said he didn't remember it?

"Qin Mo, please stop pretending to be garlic for me!" Li Shilong was a little angry.

Qin Mo was so aggrieved, "My father-in-law, I really didn't pretend to be garlic. I really couldn't make poetry!"

"You are talking nonsense, Qin Mo, you can clearly write poetry, but you just don't want to do it!" Hou Yong stood up and said.

"Monkey, what's wrong with you here? Don't quit!" Qin Mo didn't appoint him.

Hou Yong was so angry that he was so angry that Gongsun Chong also stood up to scold Qin Mo, "Today is my aunt's birthday. Don't hurt others. You are obviously good at writing poetry, but you don't want to do it!"

The prince also frowned and said, "Qin Mo, you know how to write poetry but don't write poetry. Do you think your mother is not worthy of your poetry?"

This is a heart-killing statement.

Li Yongmeng and others were anxious and said, "Sanzi, write a poem quickly!"

Qin Mo looked helpless, "I, I really can't do it!"

Li Yushu was also a little angry. Now the capital is singing, but Qin Mo, the person who wrote poetry, said he could not write poetry.

Who believes it?

Only Li Yulan knows that Qin Mo can write poems only when he is drunk!

But she couldn't stand up and talk at this moment!

Empress Gongsun also knew Qin Mo's talent and reputation. Although she couldn't say she was unhappy at this moment, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she still helped Qin Mo to help him, "Okay, good poems are rare, and in this moment, Qin Mo would

It’s too embarrassing to him to write a poem!”

Li Shilong also felt that it made sense. Qin Mo made cakes and cooked so many dishes himself, so there was no doubt about filial piety.
Chapter completed!