But don't say it, Li Muyun was in a hurry, and he really remembered a poem, standing on top of the city, looking at the river below, and sighed: "Okay, since my father and emperor have said it, then let's get one casually."
The surroundings were silent, and countless old men were quietly waiting for him to get a poem casually, after all, Li Muyun had also copied a few good poems before this, and he had some impression in everyone's hearts, although he repeatedly emphasized that it was not written by him, but there were not many believers.
Changle ran to Su Wanqing's side at this time, and the two girls stood side by side, and their two beautiful big eyes were fixed on Li Muyun's body.
In this situation, there is no way to retreat, and with the thought that he can't disappoint his wife, a certain county king cleared his throat: In the cold winter of independence, Weishui went north, and the crystal city was headed.
Look at the mountains and forests; The lights of the city are full of lights, and hundreds of boats are competing for the current.
The eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete freely.
Suddenly, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs Bring hundreds of couples to travel, reminiscing about the past eventful years.
Just a young classmate, in his prime; The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Xuan.
Pointing to the country, inspiring words, the dung was ten thousand households.
Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle stream, the waves curb the flying boat The Qinyuan Spring Changsha of the later Taizu was written in an atmospheric manner, but after Li Muyun recited it in high spirits, he found that no one applauded it at all.
I turned my head a little puzzled, but found that everyone behind him was pale, and even Li Er's face was a little distorted.
Li Muyun, who was politically talented, didn't know what was going on, and seeing that everyone was silent, he scratched his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
Wei Zheng separated the crowd and came to Li Muyun, forced him to look at him and asked, "You, where did you copy this word?"
Li Muyun glanced at Lao Wei suspiciously, and suddenly realized that it seemed that there was a problem with the word just now, so he had an idea, turned his head to look at Lao Li Yuan and said: "Uh, my father, I said that there must be a problem with the word card you made for me to read, you see, it is seen."
Old Li Yuan's face was originally a little ugly, but fortunately, the old man's comprehension was good, and after hearing Li Muyun's words, he immediately said: "Well, it's not that you kid is not angry, and he doesn't have any momentum at all, otherwise how can he be seen." ” I have to say that the cooperation between Li Yuan and Li Muyun is somewhat worse, even a fool can see that there must be something greasy in it.
But then again, since Lao Li Yuan has already taken the matter on himself, it is difficult for others to say anything, so they can only listen to it as if they don't know it, and they are like sycophants for a while.
This is also the person brought out by Li Er is his henchmen, and he has no big enmity with Li Muyun, otherwise this guy will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die.
The poems of Taizu in later generations are good, but they belong to imperial poems, just like music does not distinguish between nationalities, and imperial poems also do not distinguish between dynasties, so Li Muyun is happy, but those old guys who followed Li Er were frightened.
Fortunately, Lao Wei was clever, came up to remind him, and found a step for Li Muyun.
It was also thanks to Li Muyun's quick response, although he didn't know what was going on, but he knew that there was something wrong with the poems, and he directly pushed it on Li Yuan's head, otherwise this scene really didn't know how to end.
But even so, Li Er was still angry enough, and kicked Li Muyun several times when the people around him were not paying attention, and warned him at the same time: "Boy, this incident should not have happened, if you dare to do such an anti-poem next time, beware of your head." ” Li Muyun stared at his innocent eyes, he really couldn't figure out how a good poem could become an anti-poem, isn't this a joke, but Li Er, as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, spoke much louder than him, saying that what he wrote was an anti-poem, then it must be an anti-poem, and this could not allow him to quibble again.
Changle also pulled Su Wanqing to Li Muyun's side at this time, and waited until Li Er left, then quietly said: "You are too bold, who dares to say such things as ups and downs, if it weren't for the emperor's grandfather to help you, you wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow morning." ” Su Wanqing's face was still a little pale, and she twisted someone's waist fiercely: "Li Muyun, do you want to kill us, dare to write such a poem?"
Li Muyun was twisted and hurt, and jumped out of the distance and said: "No, why do you say this what the hell is going on?"
Changle glanced at him, pulled Su Wanqing up and walked in the other direction, and at the same time dropped a sentence: "Anyway, you don't want to write poems in the future, if you want to write poems, write some wind and snow, understand?"
To be honest, Li Muyun really doesn't understand, but he knows that the poems of Taizu in later generations will not be copied in the future, otherwise he may have to move his head when he wants.
But before he could continue to think, Yu Zhining had already paced over: "Mu Yun, you kid is really getting bolder and bolder, you dare to compose such a poem in front of Your Majesty, it is a loss for Wei Xiang to come forward to protect you this time, otherwise I am afraid that you will be implicated as a teacher." ” Finally found someone to ask for, Li Muyun hurriedly grabbed Lao Yu and said, "No, teacher, what's going on, why do you talk about me one by one?"
"You don't know what's going on" Yu Zhining glared at Li Muyun with hatred, poked him with his finger and said: "Do you know that the kind of poem you just wrote is called an imperial poem, and you can't make such a poem in front of the emperor if you are not an emperor, and you can't rebel if you want to."
Li Muyun finally understood what he was wrong, and said with a sad face: "I, how can I have that guts?"
Yu Zhining snorted: "Hmph, I know you don't have the guts, otherwise you thought Your Majesty would let you go so easily" "Oh, then, that's good, that's good."
Listening to Lao Yu's words, Li Muyun patted his chest lightly and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Then I heard Lao Yu continue: "But don't be too happy, this kind of poem will spread sooner or later, if your enemies know about it, sooner or later they will come up with a trick to attack you, so you want to deal with it yourself." ” Li Muyun wanted to cry without tears and was independent of the city, he had always heard people say that he would not die if he didn't die, but he still listened to it as a joke at that time, but he didn't expect that he himself would almost die one day.
And who said that the Tang Dynasty was the most open dynasty, what freedom of speech, what Li Er's broad-mindedness, and daring to love all this is fake, if he said the wrong thing, he should be beheaded or beheaded Touching his neck, thinking about the tense atmosphere just now, Li Muyun decided to be more careful in the future, after all, there is only one head, and there are countless opportunities to pretend and force
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