Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

The moment Li Yifu appeared, Li Yian knew that it would be difficult to keep a low profile today.

"I once visited my husband, and I got this poem by chance, and I was shocked."

Li Yifu was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and continued to explain for himself: "But Mr. is high-spirited, he doesn't seek fame and wealth, and he didn't publicize this poem. I couldn't bear to see the poem buried, so I made my own idea and used it in the poetry meeting. , if I have done something wrong, please punish me, sir, and please punish me as well."

Gao Zhizhou came over and said, "This is also my proposal."

Xiao Wanshun said angrily: "You were the ones who stole the poems my brother-in-law taught me to practice calligraphy that day."

This sentence is like evidence.

The onlookers were basically sure that it was really written by Li Yi'an, otherwise, could Li Yifu give up this chance of becoming famous?Impossible to do so.

"Actually, my poems were also copied."

Wang Rujing's voice sounded faintly: "This Qingping tune was also written by my husband. It first appeared in a shop in Dongshi. If anyone who frequents Dongshi should have seen it, the shop belongs to Mr. Wang."

"I just said, I seem to have seen the poems of Mrs. Wang's family somewhere."

Someone who had read the poem immediately exclaimed.

After the call fell, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

Many people who had read the poem in Dongshi were confirmed, but they became quiet again.

The top three poems in Qushui Liushang were all written by one person, which is too scary.

They looked carefully at Li Liangping, the hero of today's poetry meeting, but saw that his face was flushed, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"This Li Langjun, I'm really sorry."

Li Yi'an smiled and tore off those rankings, and said with a smile: "Normally, I am number one, so Li Langjun should be No.2!"

He also pasted the No.2 note on No.4, and turned around and asked, "Is this reasonable?"

This kind of insult seemed stronger, and everyone in the audience was amazed, Li Yi'an was too bold.

Is he not afraid of death, or of being retaliated by the Li family?

"You...you deceive people too much!"

Li Liangping has lived for more than 20 years and has always been aloof. Today is the first time he has been trampled down, and he said coldly: "You wait for me!"

This matter, he and Li Yi'an never finished.

He didn't have the face to stay here anymore, so he turned around and left.

"so boring!"

Watching him go, Li Yian shook his head in disappointment.

"Sir, you are always showing off, are you still bored?"

Wang Rujing smiled and said, "To monopolize the top three, in the past few years of poetry competitions, only you, sir, can do this."

Gao Zhizhou asked nervously: "Sir, do you still blame us?"

"Okay, I still have a lot of poems with you, right?"

Li Yi'an waved his hand and said, "Be more low-key in the future, I don't want to continue to be famous."

He didn't bother to argue with them.

"Sir, you have a good reputation!"

Li Yifu admired him more and more.

"Is the poetry meeting almost over?"

Li Yi'an said boredly: "We're going back first, Cheng Qian, you have to go with Changsun Chong and them."

After all, they were about to leave Furong Garden, but they couldn't do it because there was another cry from the crowd.

"Is it the prince and the others?"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaotong walked slowly with several old people, and the crowd immediately parted to make way.

"This young man should be Li Yi'an. In today's poetry meeting, he won the top three and is full of talent!"

Wang Xiaotong stepped forward and said with a smile: "It turns out that His Royal Highness is under pressure!"

They came here just for Li Yi'an, and after learning about the things here, they all wanted to meet the young man who dominated the top three.

"Meet the prince!"

Li Chengqian said politely that the other party was considered an elder to him.

Li Yi'an, like Li Chengqian, gave a polite salute, which is the etiquette to the elders.

"Li Langjun's talent is so high that no one can match it, so he should also be proficient in the six arts of a gentleman."

Li Liangping, who had left not long ago, followed him back, as if regaining his confidence, and wanted to get back to the scene just now, he said lightly: "It just so happened that the prince got an extremely difficult math problem. I calculated it for a long time, and finally got the answer. How about you? Come and try?"

"Brother Liangping, no!"

Li Wenkang was also present and quickly grabbed him.

"Brother Wenkang, why are you nervous? It's just an exchange of spells."

Li Liangping asked someone to send the paper with the title to Li Yi'an.

Wang Xiaotong didn't object, instead he smiled and said, "Do you want to give it a try, Mr. Xiaolang?"

Generally speaking, the six arts of a gentleman are a compulsory course for them, and those who are good at reading and writing poetry can be considered to understand the six arts.

"Okay!"

Li Yi'an didn't refuse, took a look, and thought it was some kind of problem, wasn't this the trick he gave Li Wenkang just now.

"It's still this one! The title was given by my brother-in-law!" Wanshun said softly.

"Isn't this the hundred-chicken technique that Mr. explained to us five days ago?"

Li Chengqian also saw the content of the question, and said: "There are three answers to this Hundred Chicken Technique, and we all know it."

"His Royal Highness, I know that you have a good relationship with this gentleman, but you don't have to defend him like this?"

Li Liangping said angrily: "Brother Wenkang obviously brought this question back. How did you, Li Yi'an, come up with it? I counted and counted, and there is only one answer. How come there are three? Since I don't understand anything, Don’t pretend to understand here.”

"Wen Kang, why is this?"

Wang Xiaotong asked suspiciously.

"My lord, this question was indeed given by that lord. I still want to be a teacher, but the lord wants me to solve the answer before he can promise me."

Li Wenkang shook his head helplessly at Li Liangping, I told you not to act recklessly, and insisted on asking for insults, and continued: "Your Majesty's skill should not be inferior to that of a prince!"

Li Liangping's smile froze, and he felt that his cheeks were getting more and more painful, even swollen.

It's him again, how could it be him again!

The topic was given by Li Yi'an, and I still use his topic to find a sense of superiority. Isn't this just asking for humiliation, or something?

"My lord, just now you said that there are three answers?"

Wang Xiaotong thought for a while, sighed and said: "I counted several hours, but I can only calculate two, what are the three answers, Mr. Lang?"

He is really sincere, not as lofty as Li Liangping.

Li Liangping almost vomited blood again, he confidently said that there was only one answer, and Wang Xiaotong had already figured out two, and slapped himself on the face again.

"Respectively: 4, 18, 78, and 8, 11, 81 and 12, 4, 84."

Li Yi'an asked again: "What does the prince think?"

Wang Xiaotong thought for a while, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, absolutely right!"

"Then I will send a few more words to the prince."

Li Yi'an continued: "Prescribe the prescription to get rid of it, and get the prescription again."

"Business is always positive, reality is always negative, constant is positive, benefit is always negative"

Wang Xiaotong thought for a while, his hands trembling with excitement.