"That's too much. You can't do that," Zhang Shuo said. After a while, he recovered and roared.
Yao Chong reached out and patted Zhang Shuo's shoulder. At this moment, the past grudges seemed to have faded.
He said, "Li Yi is a young man, yet he always writes such vicissitudes of life poems. If it were someone else, they would definitely be attacked."
Zhang Shuo nodded vigorously and said, "Of course, every time he says he copied, we can't find the person who was copied. When we ask, he says he killed and buried them, calling it a report to the authorities. He's too much!"
"Tomorrow, I practice the sei, fifty strings, thinking of the year, enchanting the butterfly, holding the cuckoo, the pearl has tears, the jade produces smoke, the recollection is lost. How can he combine these words together?"
Yao Chong felt the impact of this poem while complaining about Li Yi.
He also felt that it was unreasonable. Based on what?
"Brother Yuanzhi, take a look." Zhang Shuo began to analyze.
"He usually writes medical books, and three of them have already been published. From spring to autumn, he took out one after another artifact for farming.
In winter, everyone picks ice. He has good things, the shoes, the tools to drill ice.
Then he makes fireworks. I believe everyone knows how difficult it is to make fireworks, right?
We all use his new carriage. Going out to pick someone up is like going to war.
The things Chang 'an is doing now are all done by Li Yi.
He still has to treat people and write the Three Character Classic. He can casually throw out a bunch of poems. The most important thing is … "
As Zhang Shuo spoke, he suddenly paused, trying to find a word.
Yao Chong continued, "The most important thing is that he looks very leisurely. He even has the time to teach the villagers how to make delicious food."
"Yes, leisurely. Doesn't he need to learn? Is it really copying? Who is he copying? "Zhang Shuo suddenly had a common topic with Yao Chong.
"Sigh!" Yao Chong felt a toothache. He also realized that no matter how powerful other people were, they could not be treated as human beings.
Li Yi was no longer human. You could ask him any question at any time and he would give you the solution. He even had the leisure to stroll around.
Zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, song, there was nothing he was not proficient in.
I can't think about other things. If I think too much, I'll have nightmares.
"Why don't we ask him to take the imperial examination next year, no, this year? Let's give him the first place in the first grade, so that we won't have to worry about him."
Zhang Shuo compromised and let you take the lead. Even if you sign up and don't come to take the exam, I can still get you first place.
"He didn't want to take the exam. He said he was busy. Aiya, I have two pills in my mouth. Li Yi gave His Majesty a few bottles of medicine in the shape of a small gourd. He said he found it difficult to breathe, so I put a few pills under my tongue."
Yao Chong said as he opened the drawer next to him. The layout of the table was according to Li Yi's design.
After swallowing a few pills, he didn't know if it was the effect of the medicine or if it was a psychological factor, but he felt much better.
"Brother Yuanzhi, if you don't have anything else to do, why don't you go to Zhuangzi and take a look?" Zhang Shuo suggested.
On the first day of the new year, no matter how busy other people were, it had nothing to do with the Prime Minister. Once the morning court session was over, everything was relaxed.
Of course, there was a banquet at night, so he had to rush back to attend it.
"Go! Get someone to ask Huai Shen. "Yao Chong thought of another Prime Minister, Lu Huai Shen.
Soon, the three of them arrived at Li Yi's Zhuangzi in a four-wheeled carriage accompanied by a group of servants.
The three of them were familiar with each other. On the first day of the new year, they all wished each other a happy new year.
"Where's Li Dongzhu?" Zhang Shuo was the youngest of the three, so he was in charge of communication.
"Class, over there." An eight or nine year old child from the village pointed to a bungalow.
The three of them walked over and stood together outside the window. They had a tacit understanding.
"The imperial examinations in February. I'll tell you the questions later. Now, let's talk about poetry. Actually, I can write poems for you, but it's meaningless. Can I take care of you for the rest of your lives? "
Li Yi's voice sounded.
Yao Chong and the other two looked at each other and nodded. Yes, Li Yi's poems were impressive, but there were 42 students. They couldn't possibly be composed by Li Yi alone.
"What's the most difficult thing about writing poems? Modern style poems aren't easy, but that's not a problem. It's not a big deal to compose a poem. "
Li Yi's voice continued.
The three Prime Ministers wanted to rush in and strangle Li Yi. Composing a poem isn't a problem? It's easy to compose a poem? How arrogant are you?
Fine, you're good. You've killed many people and buried many, but you can't tell the students. They don't have your ability.
"Composing a poem is usually a poem of rhythm. Because a poem of rhythm needs a counterpoint. Otherwise, a five-character quatrain will be flat, flat, flat, flat, flat. Flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat. It won't show your ability.
Of course, a seven-character quatrain is a bit risky. If you don't do it well, there will be three straight lines and three straight lines. But it's still manageable.
Fortunately, our Tang dynasty doesn't have strict requirements for three straight lines and three straight lines. At the same time, there's no such thing as a flat line. "
Li Yi talked about the structure of a poem. A quatrain was easier to compose than a poem of rhythm. Without four lines, there wouldn't be two counterpoints in the middle.
The Prime Ministers listened carefully. Yes, it was too difficult to compose a good quatrain. Without a counterpoint, it wasn't satisfying to read.
As for this kid's quatrains like 'two orioles sing in the green willows' and 'a thousand birds fly away', it was too difficult.
As for a flat line? What was a flat line?
Yao Chong glanced at Zhang Shuo. What he meant was, "This Li Yi has another set of stricter standards?"
Zhang Shuo said, "We don't follow what he says. Why should we follow what he says?"
Yao Chong nodded. "Yes, we'll follow what he says. Do other people still want to write poems in the future?"
Li Yi's voice sounded again. The three Prime Ministers nodded. "There are formal and variant poems. In the imperial examinations, don't play with variant poems. Otherwise, the examiners will be uncomfortable."
The three Prime Ministers agreed. They were disgusted by people showing off unorthodox methods in front of them.
It looked like Li Yi was very experienced. He actually knew so much.
"Brother Li, do you want to find out who will be the examiner in advance?" a student asked.
The three Prime Ministers smiled. See, there were still people who wanted to pay their respects.
"No need. The Ministry of Personnel has only one person in charge of the Meritorious Examiner. Rank 5 and above. There's only one Minister Counsellor. Rank 6 and above. The other managers are not responsible for setting the questions."
Li Yi's voice was light as a feather.
The three Prime Ministers' expressions turned ugly. On one hand, you say you don't want to take the imperial examinations. On the other hand, you've studied everyone?
"Do you want to send some gifts?" another student asked.
"No. Do I look like someone who would bribe people? I do things in an open and aboveboard manner. After the new year, I'll openly invite those officials from the Ministry of Personnel to participate in the poetry gathering. "
Li Yi spoke with a strong sense of righteousness that inspired reverence.
The three Prime Ministers almost vomited blood. Fuck, he was too shameless.
Open and aboveboard? Open and aboveboard was used by you like this. Did you ask if they would agree?
"Can they come just because they're invited?" the student asked the crucial question. It was easy to invite, but not easy to agree.
"If what I'm about to say gets out, I believe there will be people who will give me face," Li Yi replied.
Yao Chong revealed a trace of a cold smile. He looked on and nodded inwardly. That's right. Do you want to cause trouble? Let's see what methods you have.
"Next, I'll continue to talk about how to write poems." Li Yi's voice was still calm and gentle.
The three Prime Ministers already had an idea. Let's see how you do it.
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