Chapter 1203: 1 Drunk and 0 Poems

The palace hall is brightly lit!

After Li Ziqi's pretty and soft figure stood up, it attracted everyone's attention, of course, because her words were too domineering.

Saying that a seven-star master teacher is a cat or a dog?

How arrogant!

Li Xiu was startled, and hurriedly stopped: "Ziqi, be polite!"

A seven-star master teacher went to the Tang Dynasty, and it was enough for the emperor to meet him personally.

Li Ziqi didn't mean to apologize, but just stared at Cui Mingsheng in a daze: "I'm not happy with my master, so I'll fight him face to face, and you talk and slander him behind your back, what's your skill?"

Other chatterers also noticed the quarrel here, looked over, especially King Qi, and asked in a low voice.

"Shut!"

Cui Mingsheng was furious, not to mention that he is now a seven-star, since he became a six-star, no one dared to talk to her like that.

"Zhuzi? Master Cui, do you like relying on the old and selling the old so much?"

Li Ziqi snorted coldly: "Please look clearly, the person standing in front of you at this moment is not a student, but a one-star teacher who is also a famous teacher like you!"

Only then did everyone remember that Li Ziqi is still a famous teacher!

There is no way, she is too young, and really can't be connected with the title of famous teacher!

Cui Mingsheng's face became even uglier: "Even if your teacher stood in front of me, he wouldn't dare to speak such arrogant words. Didn't he teach you to respect your teacher?"

"Of course my teacher taught me, but he also taught me a word!"

Li Ziqi directly pushed back: "Some people are young and ambitious, and forge ahead, and some people live a hundred years in vain, and they are not as good as a dog!"

hum!

Li Ziqi's body was filled with golden light, and then the spots of light sputtered.

Seeing this scene, many people exclaimed.

It turned out that the good words of gold and jade erupted, which meant that Li Ziqi looked down on Cui Mingsheng from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't understand the behavior of these people.

But you are too cruel, right?

Swearing and even making golden sentences, I really don't save any sympathy.

"you……"

Cui Ming's angry hands were shaking.

"Eldest princess, don't you want to persuade her? It's hard to deal with the trouble!"

Han Cangshui gloated.

"..."

Li Xiu smiled wryly, she knew how much her niece admired Sun Mo, not to mention drinking, she was emboldened, she was already crazy, even if she didn't drink, she still had to go back.

"Two, calm down!"

Master Su became a peacemaker.

Cui Mingsheng, who had already exploded with anger, was even more angry now.

You old devil, why don't you help me?

Isn't it just because Li Ziqi's personal teacher is Sun Mo, you dog lickers, for his god's hand, for his Yukong spirit pattern, you really don't want to lose face.

No wonder Cui Mingsheng was angry.

Not to mention the circle of famous teachers, in any industry, you must respect the elders, even if the newcomers are right, but if you quarrel with the elders, it is already wrong.

But at this time, none of the famous teachers stood up and reprimanded Li Ziqi, not even the few famous teachers who complimented Cui Mingsheng just now did not dare.

Cui Mingsheng looked over, they all shrunk their necks and looked away.

what can we do

Although Famed Master Sun is young, he is already a grand master of the spirit pattern, and he is a figure at the school level. If you mess with him, how can we still hang out in the circle of famous masters in the future?

In terms of fame, Cui Mingsheng is not as good as Sun Mo!

Just look at King Qi's attitude.

"Am I not right?"

Cui Mingsheng's temper also came up: "If Sun Mo can write a good quatrain, why did he urinate and leave the table?"

Cui Mingsheng said so with certainty.

What is the most important thing about a famous teacher?

Fame!

Therefore, this kind of banquet in front of the palace, even a high-star famous teacher will carefully prepare it, waiting to gain a wave of fame. If Sun Mo's poems are good enough, why not show them off?

If I were myself, I would have become a flying fairy long ago, leaving all the famous teachers in the audience in the dark.

Furthermore, Cui Mingsheng wrote a Yuanxi poem in his early years, which has been sung by singers until now.

This is also where his confidence lies.

Even though Sun Mo wrote a lot of words in Dream of the Red Chamber, the best ones are only at the upper-middle level, and they have not yet reached the level that has been passed down for thousands of years.

"What a joke, are you the roundworm in my teacher's stomach? How do you know that he left the class with an excuse? He is tired from sitting, can't he go and rest for a while?"

Li Ziqi sneered: "Also, he doesn't write poetry, it's not that he can't do it, but he always regards poetry as a way, and doesn't bother to compete with others for such things."

"Haha, poetry is a small way? Don't be so crazy about it. If you have the ability, call Sun Mo back and let him sing a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!"

Cui Mingsheng ran on, he is also very smart, he will bite you to death without arguing with you, and speak with his works.

"I just listened to your conversation. You made a famous Yuanxi poem, right? Then I'll give you one too!"

Li Ziqi grabbed the jug, took another sip, and then chanted.

"Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows them down, and the stars are like rain!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions of the guests who watched the excitement instantly changed, and they listened intently.

"BMW carved cars are fragrant all over the road, the sound of phoenix flute is moving, the light of jade pot is turning, and fish and dragons dance all night!"

The night wind blew Xiao Hebao's clear and refined voice, like jade, on everyone's eardrums.

Many people showed intoxicated expressions, this sentence is really beautiful!

Dangfu fully understands!

"Moth Xueliu is a golden thread, full of laughter and fragrance. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and when I looked back, the man was there, in a dimly lit place!"

Li Ziqi finished singing, and then the entire hall, including guests, guards, maids and eunuchs, totaled more than a thousand people, but at this moment, there was no sound.

What is a handed down work?

Even uneducated people can feel that the poems are awesome, the artistic conception created by the words, and the charm exuded are fresh and timeless, and will last forever!

Every literate person is chewing and reminiscing every word of this poem at this time.

"Peerless Peerless!"

Li Xiu sighed, and glanced at Han Cangshui, you want to see Sun Mo's jokes?

Sorry, his excellence has surpassed ordinary people's cognition.

Li Xuan looked embarrassed. The more powerful Sun Mo was, the more frustrated he was. He hated himself for being blind, and also hated Han Cangshui for being mediocre.

"This famous teacher, what do you think of my teacher's Yuanxi Ci?"

Li Ziqi asked.

Cui Mingsheng blushed from shame at being squeezed out.

how?

Let me put it this way, I am not qualified to comment on this kind of words.

Praise is fine.

"Sun Mo, I, Gan Liniang, have such a good poetic talent, why don't you show it off? What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be?"

Cui Mingsheng cupped his hands, got up and left the table, covered his face and fled.

Seeing Li Ziqi's poem, Shame away a seven-star master teacher, Lu Zhiruo and Xian Yuwei immediately yelled.

"Master is so powerful!"

Ying Baiwu pouted: "The teacher is so eccentric, I have never heard of these poems!"

"You follow the route of martial arts, what's the use of learning poetry?"

Helian Beibei comforted him, he was not interested in these anyway.

Because only when they are full can they have leisure time to recite poems and compose music, and as poor barbarians, their daily life is to find ways to fill their stomachs.

In the eyes of the barbarians, it is better to pick up a sheep than to make a poem of township.

"Although Famed Master Cui is a bit dependent on his elders, he still needs face!"

King Qi felt that Cui Mingsheng's fault was that he kicked the iron board: "Master Cui calm down and come back to drink!"

With the ear strength of a seven-star master teacher, this kind of shouting must be heard, but Cui Mingsheng pretended not to hear it.

"I'll go too!"

Mrs. Su smiled wryly: "Once Sun Mo's poem comes out, no one will dare to use an ax at the door of the night shift in Shangyuan from now on. Cui Mingsheng's words will also be 'eternal'."

Every year on the Lantern Festival night, Cui Mingsheng will definitely be pulled out to flog the corpse and become the object of ridicule.

Li Ziqi didn't expect that Cui Mingsheng would be cowarded so quickly that he couldn't get rid of the stock in his stomach.

This will not work!

Today I want to let these people know how talented my teacher is!

"Is anyone still questioning my teacher?"

Li Ziqi asked, looking across the audience.

The guests either smiled or looked away, none of them dared to look at him.

But there are always people who don't believe in evil, such as Xia Taikang.

"Now it's July, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, so please ask Your Highness to write a poem with the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Hearing this, Li Ziqi couldn't help but take a deep look at Xia Taikang.

You are sending yourself to death, do you know that?

How dare you take Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme?

I can sing ten poems in one breath, and hang you up and beat you!

"Please!"

Xia Taikang urged.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it?"

Li Ziqi started a double kill!

Su Shi's water melody song head, placed in the entire Song Dynasty, is a divine word that is qualified to be no1.

Anyone who dares to say that a single word of this poem is not good is illiterate and will be cast aside.

Xia Taikang's energy was devoted to governing the country and cultivation, and he was not very proficient in poetry, but as soon as Li Ziqi's water melody song came out, he knew that he couldn't see his joke.

"This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and enjoy the beauty of thousands of miles!"

"it is good!"

King Qi clapped his hands and praised, this poem was in line with his temperament of mourning the spring and autumn, and it immediately touched his heart.

"I wish you a long life, and you will share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles. It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!"

King Qi wiped the corners of his eyes.

The corners of Li Xiu's mouth twitched a little, but he couldn't tell that this guy was still a literary youth.

"Why do I feel that this can't be Ziqi's black history?"

Tantai Yutang looked at the photo stone in his hand and felt that it was not fragrant.

"Wait and see!"

Qin Yaoguang didn't believe in evil, poured a glass of wine, and gave it to Li Ziqi: "Elder Sister, this term should be drunk!"

"That's right, all my loves, drink so much, for His Royal Highness Li Ziqi!"

King Qi raised his glass.

"Your Majesty, this is my teacher's word!"

Li Ziqi was humble and unresponsive.

"You are Sun Mo's eldest disciple, you should drink for him, you should!"

King Qi persuaded him to drink, and couldn't help asking: "Is there any more?"

"Your Majesty, please come up with a question!"

Li Ziqi was about to kill three times.

"Then let's take the Double Ninth Festival as the theme?"

King Qi chose a festival.

The ancients all attached great importance to sacrifices, King Qi wanted to know if Sun Mo had any (silver) lyrics, but he dared not ask.

Li Ziqi hehe, didn't you send your head here to chop off?

The little purse took a sip of wine!

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