Li Xiaogong was right. Even if he started learning poetry when he was in his mother's womb, he only had twenty years.
Throwing out the first three years, and removing the three years of literacy, he only had fourteen years. What could he do in these fourteen years?
How many books could he read?
How many ancient books could he read?
As for the rumor that he could compose a hundred poems in one night, it seemed that the Emperor didn't believe it and wanted to expose this person's conspiracy. So …
After all, those poems were just rumors. No one knew if this kid had actually created them in a single night.
Everyone thought about it and they couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Lord He from the Ministry of Works gathered his courage and stepped forward. He cupped his fist and bowed, "Since Lord Li has said so, we can only respect him. But for the sake of fairness, Old Man thinks that the quality of the poems should be the most important. What do you think?"
Zhang Feng smiled. He didn't know what Li Xiaogong was up to, but after listening to Zhang Feng, he realized something.
Lao Li's means were really something. Not only did he call the four great scholars brothers, but he could also invite the Duke of the imperial court. He was also the second person in the Lingyan Pavilion.
At this time, he heard Li Xiaogong say that the Emperor sent him here because of this.
What kind of means did Lao Li have?
Could it be that the poem he recited after that night of drunkenness had reached the Emperor's hands?
The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Otherwise, why were there only a few scattered poems in the market? There were no more than ten poems in total. This was really inexplicable.
If it was an ordinary businessman, this kind of thing would bring glory to the family no matter how much they treasured it. Even if they wanted to hide it, it couldn't be hidden. However, Lao Li actually kept it a secret. Moreover, it seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. After thinking about it, Zhang Feng was surprised to find that he didn't know which street or market Lao Li lived in in Chang 'an City.
Just as Zhang Feng's imagination was running wild.
Everyone had finalized this matter. Li Xiaogong held his stomach and looked at Zhang Feng meaningfully. He asked, "President Zhang, what do you think of this arrangement?"
Zhang Feng was a little speechless, but he also knew that this was helping him. He hurriedly smiled and said, "Just listen to Lord Li. I will definitely obey."
"That's good. In that case, come." Li Xiaogong waved his hand faintly. In an instant, several servants hurried forward and knelt in front of Li Xiaogong. Li Xiaogong ordered faintly, "Prepare the banquet and music!"
After that, Li Xiaogong took the lead and went in another direction. Cheng Yaojin looked at Zhang Feng and winked. His meaning was self-evident. Zhang Feng couldn't help but laugh in surprise.
He simply followed Cheng Yaojin and the two women behind Li Xiaogong and said something to the two women. Jingshu also took the opportunity to tell them some things to pay attention to at the banquet.
After all, she didn't know if Zhang Feng had attended a banquet of this level before. Presumably, he had never seen such a scene before.
This level of wine was very particular. All aspects of etiquette had to be paid attention to. Otherwise, they would be asked to leave the banquet on the spot. If it was serious, they would lose their heads.
Liu Hongwen, Ouyang Kai, and the five old men from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Personnel were busy at this time. After hurriedly giving instructions, they followed behind these people while muttering.
From time to time, one or two quarrels could be heard. However, although Li Xiaogong and Zhang Feng could hear it, they didn't take it to heart.
After all …
They didn't deserve it!
…
The banquet was set up by a river in Erpi Gully. Although this river wasn't very wide, one could see the soft sand in the river at a glance. In the calm and clear water, one could see fish swimming happily in the water from afar.
Zhang Feng estimated that the deepest part of this river was only around the calf. In this river, there were already seven tables set up at this time. Two of them were on the beach at the top. Obviously, these were the seats of Li Xiaogong and Cheng Yaojin.
Below these two tables were three more tables. Obviously, these were the seats of Zhang Feng, Liu Hongwen, and Ouyang Kai. Downstream, three tables were arranged side by side. Needless to say, these were the seats of the officials of the three ministries.
At this time, there were all kinds of seasonal fruits and wine placed on the tables.
The slightly turbid grape wine in the cup faintly emitted a trace of demonic light.
Although it was autumn, the maple leaves swayed in the wind and spun, leisurely falling on the surface of the river and the tables. This scene was somewhat poetic.
There was a trickle of water below and maple leaves above. It looked somewhat elegant.
Zhang Feng didn't expect that Li Xiaogong, who was born in the martial arts world, could be so elegant after he got off the horse and pacified the world.
A group of singers were playing something on the shore. Zhang Feng's sharp senses even discovered that in front of this group of singers, there was also a table on a carpet on the beach. However, at this time, there was an incense burner and a guzheng on the table.
Two female servant girls, holding an incense burner and a round fan, stood charmingly next to the table. It was unknown who they were waiting for to arrive.
Zhang Feng took a deep look at Jing Shu. After seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, he went to the beach with the others. It was rare for Zhang Feng to have some interest. He simply took off his shoes and socks, and just like that, walked barefoot into the river.
At this time, it was noon. The sunlight seemed to warm the river. Stepping into it, Zhang Feng couldn't help but moan. .
"So comfortable!"
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