Bringing System to Great Tang

"It's too much, don't bring this." Zhang said after a while before he recovered, and roared.

Yao Chong stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Shuo's shoulder. At this moment, the grievances from the past seemed to fade.

He said: "Li Yi is a young man who always writes such poems about vicissitudes of life. If he changes his person, he will definitely be attacked."

Zhang said nodded vigorously and said, "Of course, he always said that he copied, but he can't find the person who was copied. When he asked, he said that he was killed and buried, called a newspaper official, and deceived too much!"

"Ming Japan's master, fifty strings, thinking about Huanian, fascinated by butterflies, entrusted with cuckoos, tears in beads, smoke in jade, and reminiscences, it is already lost, how can he put these words together?"

While feeling the impact of this poem, Yao Chong complained about Li Yi.

He also feels unreasonable, so why?

"Brother Yuan, look." Zhang said and began to analyze.

"He writes medical books on weekdays, and three have been published. From spring to autumn, he has brought out the same agricultural artifacts.

In the winter, everyone is picking ice, and he has good things, the shoes, and the house that drills the ice.

Then make fireworks. I believe everyone knows how difficult it is to make fireworks, right?

We are all using his new carriage, going out to pick someone up, as if keeping up with the battlefield.

What Chang'an Ling is doing now is done by Li Yi.

He also has to see a doctor, then write a three-character scripture, and throw out a lot of poems at will. The key is……"

As Zhang said, he paused suddenly, trying to find a word.

Yao Chong took over: "The most important thing is that he looks very leisurely. He still has time to teach the farmers to make delicious meals."

"Yes, Qingxian, doesn't he need to learn? Really copy? Whose copy?" Zhang said suddenly and Yao Chong had a heart-to-heart common topic.

"Oh!" Yao Chong felt a toothache, and he also noticed it. No matter how powerful other people are, they can be seen as individuals.

Li Yi is no longer a human being. You can ask any questions at any time, and he will give you a way. He still has a leisurely stroll all day.

Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poems and songs are all exquisite.

I can't think about other Baigong's things, and I have nightmares if I think too much.

"Otherwise next year, no, ask him to take the imperial examination this year, and give him the top one, so worry-free."

Zhang said that he had compromised and let you get ahead, even if you didn't sign up for the test, I could get you first.

"He didn't take the test, saying he was busy. Oh, I have two pills. Li Yi gave your Majesty several bottles of the medicine, which is like a small gourd. He said that he felt panting and took a few pills under his tongue."

Yao Chong opened the drawer next to him as he said. The layout of this table is the conventional design of Li Yi.

With a few capsules, he didn't know whether it was the effect of the medicine or the psychological factor. His condition was much better.

"Brother Yuan, if there is nothing else that must be done, why not go to Zhuangzi to see?" Zhang suggested.

On the first day of the new year, how busy other people are, it has nothing to do with their prime minister. After the early dynasty is over, it is easy.

Of course, there is a banquet in the evening, so come back to participate.

"Go! Ask someone to ask Huaishen." Yao Chong thought of another prime minister, Lu Huaishen.

Soon the three of them arrived at Li Yi's Zhuangzi in a four-wheeled carriage and accompanied by a group of small servants.

The three dealers are all familiar with each other, and they all say happy new year when they come over on the first day of the new year.

"Where's Li Dongzhu?" Zhang said that he was the youngest of the three, and he was in charge of communication.

"Class, over there." An eight or nine-year-old child from the farmer pointed to a bungalow.

The three of them walked over and stood together again outside the window, with a tacit understanding.

"In the imperial examination in February, I will tell you after I asked you about it. Now I will talk about poetry. As for poetry, I can actually write for you, but it doesn't make sense. Can I control you for the rest of my life?"

Li Yi's voice came out.

The three Yao Chong looked at each other and nodded. Yes, Li Yi wrote poems very well, but for the 42 students, Li Yi could not write them all alone.

"What is the most difficult thing about writing poems? The metric of modern poems is not easy, but that's not a problem. It's not a big deal to get a poem proposition."

Li Yi's voice continued.

The three prime ministers wanted to rush in and choke Li Yi to death. Isn't the rule a problem? Is it easy to give? How crazy are you?

Well, you can do it. You kill a lot and bury a lot of people, but you can't tell the students that they don't have your skills.

"A poem to be given is usually a rhyme poem, because a rhyme poem needs to be opposed, otherwise a five-character quatrain, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat, flat.

Of course, the seven-character quatrains are a bit risky. If one is not good, there will be three consecutive squares and three consecutive flats, but it is still controllable.

Fortunately, our Datang is not strict with Sanlian Ping and Sanlian at the moment, and at the same time, there is no such thing as a lonely one. "

When Li Yi talked about the structure of poems, quatrains are easier to write than rhymed poems. With four missing sentences, there are no two opposite sentences in the middle.

The prime minister listened carefully, yes, quatrains are too difficult to produce good sentences, because there are no contradictions, and it is not enjoyable to read.

As for the quatrains of "Two Orioles and Green Willows" and "A Thousand Mountains and Birds Flying Absolutely" made by this kid, it is too difficult.

And Guping? What is Guping?

Yao Chong glanced at Zhang Dao, which meant: This Li Yi has another set of stricter standards?

Zhang said: If we don't follow his own, why should we follow what he said.

Yao Chong nodded: Yes, according to what he said, in the future, others will write poems.

"There are regular forms and variants in the metric of lyrical poems. In the imperial examination, don't play with variants, otherwise the examiner will be uncomfortable." Li Yi's voice came out again.

The three prime ministers agreed, and they disliked someone showing off in front of them.

It seems that Li Yi is very experienced, and he can understand it in such detail.

"Brother Li Xian, do you want to find out who is in charge of the exam in advance?" A student asked.

The three prime ministers smiled, look, there are still people who want to talk.

"No, there is only one member of the staff of the official department. At the fifth rank, the member Wai Lang is alone. From the sixth rank, the other principals are not responsible for writing the questions."

Li Yi's voice was light and fluttering.

The three prime ministers looked ugly. You said that you wouldn't take the imperial examination while you studied them all?

"Would you like to give some gifts?" another student asked.

"Don't send it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am the one who waits for bribes? I act dignifiedly. After the Chinese New Year, I dignifiedly invited the officials from the Ministry of officials to attend the poem meeting."

Li Yi said it with awe-inspiring righteousness.

The three prime ministers were vomiting blood, fucking, shameless.

Still upright? Dignity is being used by you in this way, have you asked Dignity if you agree or not?

"They can come by invitation?" The student asked about the key situation. It was easy to please, but not easy to promise.

"The next thing I want to talk about is spread out, I believe someone will give me thin noodles." Li Yi replied.

Yao Chong showed a sneer, Zhang said looking at him, nodding secretly, yes, sabotage, you just let it come? See what you have.

"Next I will continue to talk about how to write poems." Li Yi's voice was still so calm and soft.

The three prime ministers already have an idea, and it's up to you to figure it out.

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