My wife is Wu Zetian

Chapter 172 Hanging is so simple

Shangguanyi smiled slightly. Last time Changsun Yan's Chanting of Willows shocked her all night. I don't know if this bee can produce another masterpiece.

"Ying Feng?"

"Ying Feng?"

Hearing Shangguanyi's words, everyone was stunned.

Bees are indeed common, but it is a bit embarrassing to really use bees as the subject.

Now that Shangguanyi came here so suddenly, how could they not be surprised.

A smile flickered on the corner of Li Yanran's mouth, it's fine if you say goodbye, but when it comes to Yong Feng, don't blame yourself for Wenchaogong.

Picking up a pen, he wrote out the poem "Yong Feng" written by Luo Yin, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, and crumpled it into a ball of paper and quietly placed it under Changsun Yan's case.

Seeing Li Yanran's actions, Changsun Yan was also overjoyed, and picked up the ball of paper calmly, his eyes were full of shock after seeing it.

Luo Yin's song "Ode to the Bee" can be regarded as a top-notch masterpiece in the entire history of China. Rao Changsun Yan is ignorant and incompetent, so he can understand the excellence of this poem at this moment.

Li Yanran's instant poetry can no longer be said to be a shock, but a miracle.

With the Yefeng gifted by Li Yanran, Changsun Yan also puts his hands in his pockets, and treats Yu Jiuzheng and others like nothing.

Even if you want to compete with Brother Li, you really are playing big swords in front of Guan Gong's door, and you are humiliating yourself.

Yu Jiuzheng looked at the bees flying in the air and felt a little numb for a while, not because he didn't want to write poetry, but because he couldn't do it at all.

How can such a small thing be written into a good poem?

"Yu Jiuzheng, didn't you make a lot of noise just now? I'm waiting to hear your masterpiece."

Changsun Yan's eyes were empty, and he looked supercilious.

"I can't. You seem to be able to do it as you said. I really don't know what to say."

Yu Jiuzheng gave Changsun Yan a blank look, it's like you've already made a masterpiece by saying that.

Really annoying.

"What's so difficult about it? Isn't it just a bee? Look at me."

Changsun Yan stood up directly and walked in the Chongwen Hall.

"Regardless of flat ground and mountain tops, the infinite scenery is all occupied."

"After harvesting a hundred flowers to make honey, who will you work hard for and sweeten for whom?"

"???"

"???"

Let's sing a poem, everyone's eyes widened and they looked at Changsun Yan in the middle, their eyes were full of horror.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

Shangguanyi looked at Changsun Yan with joy in his eyes.

The last time Chanting the Willow was enough to amaze him, and now this song is not inferior to Chanting the Willow, and it is enough to be passed down through the ages.

How can I witness the birth of such a masterpiece twice.

Yu Jiuzhengpin was reading the poems recited by the elder grandson Yankou, and the stormy waves had already set off in his mind.

What's so special about this?
Is this an ignorant dude?
Are you kidding me?

"Yu Jiuzheng, how do you feel about my bee? Could it be in your eyes?"

Changsun Yan gave Yu Jiuzheng a cold look.

Yu Jiuzheng, now you finally got your wish, and you deserve it.

What else do you have to say now.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, this poem is definitely plagiarized by you."

Yu Jiuzheng's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Changsun Yan.

"Yu Jiu fights, a gentleman knows his mistakes, such behaviors should be shameless for literati."

Shangguanyi was also angry. You said he plagiarized his masterpiece in front of so many people.

Is it true that I am too old to tell the difference?
"Scholar Shangguan, I didn't mean that, just how could he make such a masterpiece."

Hearing Shangguanyi's reprimand, Yu Jiuzheng's face turned pale instantly.

Since he entered the Chongwen Museum, he has never been reprimanded like this, and he also uttered heavy words that are not shameful for literati, which really made him a little unbearable.

"Don't you know why a scholar should treat each other with admiration for three days? The so-called there are people outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky. The eldest grandson Yanzhi is the best I know. You are far behind him."

Seeing that Yu Jiuzheng was still arguing, Shangguanyi's beard was about to stand up.

Why, if it wasn't for your grandfather's talent and reputation, he would expel him now, in order to uphold the culture of the literary museum.

"I am not as good as Changsun Yan."

Yu Jiuzheng sat on the ground a little slumped, without a trace of expression in his eyes.

"Hey."

Glancing at Yu Jiuzheng, Shangguanyi couldn't help but shook his head. It's been a long time since you wanted to humiliate yourself. Now it's fine.

I am afraid that only Xu Jingzong's son Xu Ang can know your current mood best.

"Okay, for the rest of the self-study, everyone should copy the masterpiece written by Changsun Yan [-] times, and Yu Jiuzheng, you should copy it [-] times."

After finishing speaking, Shangguanyi flung his sleeves and left, leaving everyone in a mess in the wind.

What happened in class today, first Master Xu Yu flung his sleeves away after Li Yanran blushed, and now the grandson Yan frightened Shangguanyi away with a bee.

It really seems to have taken two classes, and it seems to have taken two classes.

Only Yu Jiuzheng looked at the writing brush in his hand in a daze, his heart full of bitterness.

"get out of class is over, sister, let's go play."

Li Hong threw the pen away and jumped directly to Li Yanran's side.

"Have you written the homework assigned by Bachelor Shangguan?"

Li Yanran patted the little devil's head, going to play before finishing homework?

No wonder my dad always spanks you.

"Who is so rare to write, I have someone to help, sister, I know a fun one, do you want to go and see it?"

As soon as Li Hong waved his hand, what he usually hates the most is copying homework, and usually he would leave it to his little servant to do such a situation.

What I have to do is a big thing, how can I be delayed by these trivial things.

Li Yanran glanced at Changsun Yan who was beside her, this scene seemed familiar to her for some reason.

Could it be that this is the way of life for the noble sons of the Tang Dynasty?

"Come on, sister, I guarantee you have never seen that thing before."

After Li Hong finished speaking, he took Li Yanran's hand and left. Changsun Yan and the four looked at each other, each dropped their brushes, and followed them directly.

Several people passed through the Chongwen Hall and came to the back hall.

"Sister, look at that bird."

Li Hong pointed to a birdcage and said to Li Yanran.

"Isn't it just a parrot? What's so strange about it?"

Li Yanran glanced at it and lost interest in an instant.

After all, he is a child with no knowledge, a parrot is so rare for him.

Fortunately, I really thought it was fun.

"Sister, you don't know that. This is the emperor's favorite parrot. I gave it to the Shangguan bachelor to raise it temporarily. This parrot is like a human being. It is knowledgeable and talented. It is very strange that it can speak poetry."

Li Hong glanced at Li Yanran, sister just doesn't know enough, if this is an ordinary parrot, would he still be so rare?

"Parrots can speak poetry, I don't know if some people will feel ashamed when they hear it."

Li Yanran was taken aback when she heard that there was a parrot that could recite poetry, and glanced at the four heavenly kings beside her.

Fortunately, you are still the children of officials, and you have lived half your life, so you are not as good as a parrot.

People can chew on words, but you can't even recognize a few big characters.

Changsun Yan and the others were dumbfounded.

Brother Li, are you pointing at us?
How can we compare with a bird.

As long as we don't compare, who knows that we are inferior to a parrot.

"Sister, come here."

Li Hong took Li Yanran's hand, went directly to the cage, took out two nuts from somewhere, and handed them to the parrot's mouth.

"Thank you."

After the parrot ate the nuts, he also spoke out, thanking him loudly.

"Strange."

Li Yanran was stunned that the parrot was so human.

"Parrot, I heard that you can spit out poems, recite a poem and listen."

After teasing the parrot, Li Yanran also wanted to hear if the parrot was really like Li Hong said, able to speak poetry.

"Spring is coming in Feiyun Pavilion, and spring is coming."

"The night is still young in Mingyue Tower, the night is still young."

The parrot really gave Li Yanran some face, and directly recited the last two lines of Shangguanyi's masterpiece Chunri.

"It's strange, sister, why is this parrot so obedient, I used to let it sing poems to me, it was so proud."

Li Hong was stunned, looking at Li Yanran a little confused.

Although this parrot can recite poems, most people don't like to see it. Even if they want it to speak, it depends on the bird's mood. How come it recites poems as soon as Li Yanran speaks.

"Maybe same-sex repels, opposite-sex attracts."

Li Yanran also smiled slightly, this parrot is really a treasure, it can really recite poems and fight against each other.

"Same sex repels, opposite sex attracts? Why?"

Li Hong touched his little head, and couldn't understand.

A sister can always say such a different thing.

"You will know this when you grow up, little Li Hong."

Li Yanran pinched Li Hong's small face.

"Sister, I'm already six years old, not a three-year-old anymore."

(End of this chapter)