Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

The eunuch Yu Wenyun said coldly: "Your Majesty, do you want to take this person..."

Zhan Doudou shook her head. She reappeared beside the railing and looked down, as if to remember the appearance of this rude man. She said coldly, "This poem is better than the previous one, but it is not enough if you want to win with it."

After saying that, Zhan Doudou's pretty face turned back inside.

Li An sighed, knowing that it was time for him to go on stage. But this time he really didn't want to act cool, he was ordered to act cool.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the top floor of Yipinju, and they were all surprised at the young man who appeared next to His Majesty.

"Who is this person? He's quite good-looking!"

"I don't know her, but she's pretty good looking!"

This stranger did not introduce himself, but just started to recite a poem:

"Beyond the mountains, there are green mountains; beyond the buildings, there are buildings. When will the singing and dancing in the city end?"

"The cold wind makes the tourists drunk, and they mistake Jingzhou for Jiangzhou!"

When this poem came out, those who knew the value of things were all stunned and stood there in a daze.

And a civil servant who had been silent in the room suddenly spoke up: "What a good metaphor! What a wonderful irony!" A sense of righteousness came over him, as if he was no longer worried about coming to the brothel privately, but was afraid that the hag at home would get angry.

He is so righteous and has such a tall image!

Everyone agreed and cheered continuously.

"This poem is full of concern for the country and the people. It is truly a top-notch poem!"

"Hiss! This guy is so strong!"

"I really don't know how to describe it. Is there anyone with good literary talent who can describe it?"

"Here comes the best! The first two lines of this poem describe the scene of tonight, with endless singing and dancing; the next two lines use satirical language to describe the indulgence of those in power, quietly exposing the corrupt nature of the 'tourists'. The author also expresses his indignation at the rulers' reluctance to recover the lost territory and his concern for the fate of the country! The whole poem is very cleverly conceived, the wording is precise, and the satire of cold words starts from a lively scene; the indignation is extreme, but there is no abuse, it is indeed a masterpiece of satire!"

"Brother, you must have always gotten full marks in your studies!"

"Thank you for the compliment. I just did a little more questions than usual. I am so ashamed! So ashamed!"

How about the pride of scholars? The scholars in the room were not afraid that their words would anger the current emperor. Instead, they were looking forward to it, because if they did, they would be able to go down in history!

And the current emperor Zhan Doudou is indeed not the kind of emperor who punishes people for their words.

When everyone looked at the young man at the railing again, their eyes were unconsciously filtered: this young man has a heroic spirit!

On the top floor.

Wang Shisanlang was stunned, while Yan Xiaoyi looked confused. Only Hong Kaijia saw the reactions of the people downstairs and understood one thing: this wave! This wave was played by the teacher again!

"Mr. Li, are you mocking me?"

There were ripples in Zhan Doudou's eyes, as if she was worried that someone would see through her. Her chest rose and fell violently, and she tried to calm her emotions.

"This..." Now it was Li Ang's turn to not know how to explain, so he simply turned his head and accepted it!

Zhan Doudou bit her lip when she saw this, turned away angrily, and said in a cold voice:

"Tuoba Xiong! What else do you have to say?"

Downstairs, Tuoba Xiong's eyes were piercing with blood, and his face was too red because of the accelerated blood circulation in his body. He thought to himself, I lost, I lost completely!

Looking at the figure above, he still said unwillingly: "I wonder who you are? Even if I lose, I have to know who I lost to!"

"My name is Li An, and I welcome your challenge."

Ang Lee has a kind expression and a smile, and is as gentle as the older brother next door.

"Lee An? Mr. Sijue!"

"This is the national master!"

"Student greets Mr. Sijue!"

"This is my future husband, I'm sure of it!" A female voice sounded at an inopportune time, and it was unclear where it came from.

cough! cough!

Li An coughed twice to attract everyone's attention, and quickly greeted everyone: "Good night, everyone."

Seeing the national teacher Mr. Sijue greeting them, the scholars and students became even more excited.

"Yes, only Mr. Sijue can come up with such a poem!"

"Mr. Li is still the leader of literature and art recognized by everyone in the village!"

"Yes, sir, since you have entered Northern Qi, you are naturally a citizen of Qi. Now our Qi is the pinnacle of literature and art, and it is well deserved!"

Listening to everyone praising Li An, Tuoba Xiong shouted, "I don't accept it!"

Shen Zhong couldn't help wanting to kill after hearing this. He hadn't seen such a person shouting in front of His Majesty in Shangjing City for a long time! He kept provoking His Majesty. Did he really think he wouldn't kill anyone?

He looked at Tuoba Xiong as if he was looking at a dead man: "Why are you dissatisfied?"

Facing Shen Zhong's eighth-rank cultivation and the aura he had cultivated over many years of high-ranking positions, Tuoba Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone knows Mr. Li's name! Mr. Li's cultivation has already entered the ranks of a great master of literature!"

"But, sir, don't you think this is too much of a bullying?"

After hearing this, everyone in the room fell silent. They were so excited that they forgot this point.

"What's so wrong with bullying? Let me ask you, how old are you this year?" Li An asked slowly.

"To answer your question, sir, twenty-nine!"

"That's it." Li An spread his hands and said, "I'm only twenty-six."

"You are older than me, and I have studied literature for a shorter time than you. So, you are taking advantage of me."

After Li An finished speaking, everyone responded loudly.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that you are still so young!"

"Yes, everyone is misled by the title and identity of Mr. and subconsciously ignores his age."

"Looking at your heroic figure, I feel ashamed! I have wasted my time and have achieved nothing. I am not good at literature or martial arts. It is shameful."

These words made Li An blush, and he apologized to Lin Sheng of the Song Dynasty again in his heart.

In the field, only Tuoba Xiong was at a loss, not knowing where to put his hands.

After hesitating for a moment, he realized that he could not help his master today, so he clasped his fists upwards, then separated the crowd and left without looking back with the people who came with him.

I have made some modifications to the ancient poems. The author has limited knowledge, so please forgive me.

Chapter 134 Is this a confession to me?

After the female host on the stage announced the result and the first place went to Li Ang, everyone in the audience was happy for a moment.

"Okay! I, Mr. Tian, ​​will pay for all the expenses of the Imperial Master tonight!"

"Tonight was full of twists and turns, it was really exciting!"

"Yes, the ladies are really pretty!"

"Alas, it's a pity that I didn't perform well in this match and failed to compose a poem that would impress His Majesty."

"That's right, I feel the same way as you. I could have won first place, but I was just too nervous!"

"The guy in front, why don't you go up to the sky? And you are the first in the whole field?"

"What heaven? I think he has a hard time even getting on the kang!"

During the event, the people of Northern Qi were full of complacency, some merchants from other countries watched the fun, the common people had something to talk about, and the court officials saved their face.

Next, the courtesans from Baoyue Tower and Zuixianju finished their performances. After that, there were just some ordinary songs and dances that continued to warm up the audience, while the crowd began to drink and have fun, and it was time to eat meat and vegetables.

Yipinju is on the top floor.

Only to hear the Emperor's clear voice again:

"Since we have agreed to fulfill one request of the first place winner, then the prize will go to Master Li!"

"I wonder what kind of reward you want, sir?"

Upon hearing this, Li An had to smile bitterly and said, "I dare not trouble Your Majesty. I have said it today, it's just for fun!" Everyone was happy about this, but he felt quite embarrassed and got goose bumps all over his body.

Subconsciously avoiding Zhan Doudou's gaze, he turned his eyes to Sang Wen and Yuan Meng on the stage outside, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he could still remember some poems, otherwise, wouldn't this character be ruined?

Seeing Li An's gaze, Sang Wen on the stage bowed slightly, put on the veil again, and turned her head away, making it impossible to see her expression. But Yuan Meng winked, gave Li An a wink, and smiled at him foolishly.

After a moment, the two slowly left.

Zhan Doudou followed Li An's gaze and saw the two women on the stage with different reactions. A hint of displeasure flashed across her heart, and she secretly said, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of Mr. Li!"

The thought suddenly came to him, and he immediately had an idea!

"Before I left the palace, my mother told me to learn more from you. Now is a rare opportunity. I would like to ask you to write another poem to explain today's situation. How do you think?"

As soon as Zhan Doudou finished speaking, Shangshu Wang Yun stroked his beard and agreed, "Your Majesty is right. This opportunity is rare. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have it again!"

"Hahaha, since His Majesty has invited you, please don't postpone it, Imperial Master."

What does this little emperor mean? Am I going to be embarrassed today?

I felt uneasy. Others didn't know how good I was, but I didn't know it myself. I couldn't help but show some hesitation on my face.

"Sir, is there anything wrong?" Seeing Li Ang in trouble, Zhan Doudou couldn't help but feel in a good mood and asked pretending to be ignorant.

Ang Lee suddenly had an idea. He turned his back to the crowd and looked towards the dark and cloudless sky, leaving only an unfathomable back to everyone.

"I wonder what topic Your Majesty would like to talk about?" As he spoke, Li An put his left hand behind his back and placed his right hand on the railing. Suddenly, his hand flashed and a cell phone appeared in it.

His movements were gentle and unnoticeable. His years of slacking off made him quietly turn down the light on his phone.

Search engine, start!

Zhan Doudou looked at Li An strangely, then thought for a moment and said, "Since today is such a grand occasion, why don't you write a poem about the scenery here or about the person you like?"

After saying this, he stared at Li Ang's back with a focused look.

So what is our Lee Ang doing right now? He is sweating profusely!

If someone saw Li An from the front, they would find that the five fingers of his right hand were constantly flying and tapping on the black crystal. He was mumbling something about singing and dancing, grand events, etc.

Just when everyone thought that Ang Lee was still deep in thought about his masterpiece and would not finish it so soon, Ang Lee said with an enthusiastic tone and a hearty smile: "Everyone, I have something, please listen carefully!"

“The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night.

It blows down and the stars are like rain.

BMW engraves the car and the road is full of fragrance.

The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot shone, and the fish and dragons danced all night long.

As soon as the first verse was finished, the ministers in the audience could not help but applaud. Even the internal minister Yu Wenyun twitched his brows but did not say anything sarcastic.

Li An scanned the contents on his phone several times, and when he was sure that he could memorize it, he turned around calmly. Looking at the group of stinky men, either warriors or old men, in short, each one looked more creative than the other. Aside from being awkward, it was still more pleasing to the eye to look at the little emperor.

Then he recited: "The moth is covered with golden threads of snow willow. It leaves with a smile and a faint fragrance."

"People look for him thousands of Baidu.

Looking back suddenly, the man is there,

A dimly lit place. "

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This pause, this ups and downs are full of emotion, it's amazing!

Lee Ang gives himself a score of 10! There is no problem of pride!

With a mobile phone, I feel so confident!

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but in the dark night sky outside, the sound of countless fireworks rang out again. The countless fireworks were just as described in the lyrics, like the east wind blowing away thousands of flowers on the trees, and blowing the fireworks to fall like rain.

They not only lit up the night sky, but also illuminated the profile of Zhan Doudou as she was looking at Li Ang.

Zhan Doudou couldn't help but be a little dazed when she saw Li An reciting the second half of the poem to her.

With your ability, you must have known that I am a girl a long time ago, right?

So, what is the deep meaning behind his action today? Is this considered a statement of his feelings to me?

Zhan Doudou fell into wild thoughts.

Looking at the stunned reactions of the people in the room, Ang Lee was very satisfied and nodded.