Chapter 185

Name:Mohist Tang Author:jiang chen yi nu
Chongwenguan school

Not only Li Zhi, but all princes under the age of 12 are there, from Li you, king of Qi, to Li Zhi, king of Jin.

"This is today's schoolwork! Your highness went back to recite ten poems about spring and handed in a poem inscribed with spring." today's professor's schoolwork is a thin chongwenguan doctor in his forties, named Zhao Gongcun.

"Ah! Write poetry!"

The whole Chongwen hall suddenly burst into mourning!

When Merton's figure appeared at the door, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Merton!" Li Zhi shouted.

Li Zhi really stopped calling Merton the great devil, not because he was bought by Merton's cake, nor did he suddenly realize the beauty of arithmetic, but because Li Zhi encountered a problem thousands of times more difficult than arithmetic - writing poetry.

Li Zhi usually likes ancient poetry very much. Although he shouted Merton the devil all day and complained about the difficulty of arithmetic, he still admired Merton's ability to write poetry.

But when it was his turn to write poetry, Li Zhi knew what a painful thing it was.

It's not just Li Zhi's pain. All princes are painful. When they were young, they had to calm down and write poetry. That's the biggest torture. But as royal children, when they bear endless prosperity, they will also bear more burdens than ordinary children.

Other princes also looked at Merton with complex eyes. The Mohists have been in the limelight these days. Even if they have been in the deep palace for a long time, it is like thunder.

"Hey! If you have the talent of Mohist school, you don't have to be so tangled!" the princes couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you the son of the Mo family?" Zhao Gongcun said angrily, looking at the beautiful Merton.

"Merton has met Mr. Zhao." Merton saluted respectfully. Merton has heard a lot about this great figure in history.

"Hum! It's a bit of a geek, but it's a pity that he didn't use the right way!" Zhao Gongcun snorted coldly, brushed his sleeve and left.

After Zhao Gongcun left, the Chongwen Museum became active, gathered around Merton, and recovered to the young mind one by one.

"Spring sleeps without dawn. Mosquitoes bite everywhere. No one can run away when a big bear comes at night."

Li you, king of Qi, read this crooked poem around Merton in cadence. All the princes around him burst into laughter. Among the princes, Li you, king of Qi, was the most naughty and had the worst study.

"The sunshine censer produces purple smoke. Merton comes to the roast duck shop. His saliva flows 3000 feet. He has no money in his pocket. Merton, do you like roast duck? I don't like roast duck. I like fried chicken," said Yue King Li Zhen with saliva

"I don't like roast duck, I like cake," said Li you, king of Qi.

"Uh, uh!"

Merton suddenly looked black. He didn't think he was just black. He took it seriously among the bear children.

"Merton, what is a bachelor?" Li Zhi asked curiously

Merton was in a cold sweat. He felt that today's training was not in vain. No wonder Zhao Gongcun's nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes.

"Well, you'll know what when you grow up. Don't you want to write poetry? You don't have to write it quickly. You have to cram in arithmetic later!" Merton said ha ha and quickly changed the topic for fear that the bear children would make any more amazing words.

"Writing poetry?"

Li Zhi immediately wrinkled his face, and the other princes were also dejected.

"Forget it, I don't think I can recite even ten poems. This time, I'm bound to be beaten!" Li you, a pair of dead pigs, is not afraid of boiling water.

"Yes, yes, we are not as talented as you." Li Zhi and others said with envy.

"In fact, writing poetry is very simple," Morton comforted.

"Simple?"

The princes looked at Merton like monsters.

"Really? I also want to know how to write poetry here. It's easy!" Li Shimin's voice sounded behind Merton.

"Father!"

Li Zhi and others immediately changed their faces and immediately stood up in a row respectfully.

"See the emperor!" Merton also changed his face and quickly turned back to salute. He bowed his head with a guilty heart. I don't know if Li Shimin heard when Li Zhi asked about his bachelor just now.

"Hum! No gift! I'm also curious about how the famous Mohist family wrote poetry!" Li Shimin snorted coldly. Although Li Shimin beat the world immediately, he really has great literary talent. There are a lot of Li Shimin's poems handed down in history.

"The wind knows the strong grass, and the board knows the sincere minister."

"If a man takes copper as a mirror, he can correct his clothes; if he takes ancient times as a mirror, he can know the rise and fall; if he takes people as a mirror, he can know the gains and losses."

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Li Shimin's poetic talent can be seen if he is not full of classics.

"Your majesty! Although writing poetry requires inspiration and talent, it is not without trace. As long as we find the law behind the poetry, writing poetry is not a difficult thing," Merton said reluctantly.

"Law? This is your Mohist study again?" Li Shimin said.

"Yes!" said Merton proudly. "As long as you master the laws of poetry, you can easily write a poem.

"What nonsense!"

Zhao Gongcun, who followed behind Li Shimin, couldn't listen any more and yelled loudly.

Zhao Gongcun is also a master of poetry. He is responsible for teaching the princes' studies. Naturally, his knowledge is not shallow.

"Really?"

Merton's mouth showed an iconic smile.

"The boy dared to talk nonsense and asked master Zhao for advice. His poems stress symmetry, such as cloud to rain, snow to wind, and evening light to the clear sky. Come to Hong to go to Yan, and live birds to chirp insects. Three foot sword, six Jun bow, Lingbei to Jiangdong, there is a political palace in the world and a broad and cold palace in the sky." Merton said in a loud voice.

"There is a political Palace on earth and a Guanghan palace in the sky!" Li Shimin was shocked.

Lizheng hall is the bedroom of empress Chang sun. Merton compares Lizheng hall with Guanghan palace. One heaven and one earth can easily get a good poem.

"Can you write half a poem so easily?"

Zhao Gongcun's face also changed. He is also a frequent poet. Of course, he knows that these are the words he often uses, but there has never been such a clear and straightforward comparison..

However, Merton didn't finish. He continued: "spring vs. summer, autumn vs. winter, twilight drum vs. morning bell. Watching mountains vs. playing water, green bamboo vs. green pine. Feng Fuhu, ye gonglong, dancing butterflies vs. Ming Gu. Sir wants his highness to write poems in spring. There is a song here, the yingcha in the spring garden and the wild geese outside the Great Wall in autumn."

"Spring to autumn, Orioles to geese! Just to Yongyong." Li Shimin chewed the poem carefully and found that the poem is really a good poem. But after careful experience, he will understand that the poem is full of craftsmanship. As long as the frame is in, he can fill in words and combine them almost arbitrarily.

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"Clear to turbid, bitter to salty, open to three silence. Smoke and rain rainbows to rain hats, moon billboards to sails. Ying screens, Yan whispers, Liu Qi to pine and fir..."

"Yes or no, saints vs. sages, guards vs. Huns. Sparrows vs. fishnets, emeralds vs. cangyan. Red Luozhang, white cloth shirt, pen lattice vs. letters..."

"The crown is right for the belt, the hat is right for the shirt, and the discussion of thorns is right for slander. The boating is right for the Royal horse, and the vulgarity is wrong for the people's rock. The rats are strong, and the rabbits are many, and the history books are silent. The fortress hears the horn, and the river recognizes the sails. The river is a source of water, and the Mount Tai is full of potential rock. Zheng is the Duke of Wu, who endows clothes with virtue; Zhou is slandered because of Xiang Bo and Ge Bei brocade."

Every time Merton said a paragraph, Zhao Gongcun's face turned pale. With these as a comparison, the poetry could be so simple.