As the emperor's number one confidant, Xu Jingzong naturally invited him to the hospitality with the prime ministers.

If such a banquet is not purposeful, it is leisure.

But what can a group of prime ministers say when they get together?

So you have to arrange the program.

A group of young people were drinking and having fun in front of them, and brewing poems and articles.

"How do you think these young people?"

Yuwen Jie looked at him with a smile.

"Not bad." Changsun Wuji glanced at him, saw Jia Ping'an who had just come in, and said with a calm expression: "Poetry and essays are just minor paths for us."

Li Yi's mansion also came, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but guess.

Judging from Changsun Wuji’s meaning, it was clearly about to praise him, but why did he change his words?

He looked at Jia Ping'an walking, and his heart moved slightly.

This young man's poems are so talented that Changsun Wuji must have felt that he was invincible, so he simply rejected these as paths.

Thinking of this, his eyes became more gloomy.

Jia Ping'an did not give him face, but instead went to the Xu family to attend the banquet, which was clearly a slap in the face.

How can I become an official after such a great shame and humiliation?

Jia Ping'an came over and bowed, "You guys came so early, but I'm late."

Li Yifu smiled and said, "Wu Yang Bo is young and has great poetry, so it's okay to come late."

This sentence implies poison: Jia Ping'an is indulging in talent and deliberately comes too late.

Jia Ping'an glanced at him, "I went to the south of the city first to see the students building walls."

Li Yifu suddenly realized, "Wu Yang Bo is indeed diligent, but he asked the students to build walls, but he didn't know what the consideration was?"

Jia Ping'an looked at him and said with a smile: "Does Li Sheren want to learn?"

puff!

Someone next to him laughed.

What do you don't want to learn?

Li Yifu's eyes were filled with sharpness, "The eldest grandson said that poetry and essays are a small way. What does Wu Yang Bo think?"

Master Jia’s fame is a poem. The most popular poems in Chang'an City are his poems, which can be called the most popular existence.

But this is a bit like I'm trying to beat you.

Li Yifu is from Li Zhi, and Jia Ping'an is from Li Zhi as a rule. There was a dispute between the two of them. Changsun Wuji was quite interested and wanted to see the methods of these two.

Jia Ping'an is about to squirt.

But he didn't dare to touch me, so he could only vent his anger at Li Yi's mansion.

interesting!

Changsun Wuji's mouth raised slightly, and his mood became more and more relaxed.

Jia Ping'an glanced at him and knew that the old fox wanted to watch the show.

but……

"Poetry and essays..." Jia Ping'an said: "As an official, you must do things first. Some people think that writing poetry and essays can do things. After submitting memorials and quoting classics, you can show your talents. This is how you can be a talent."

This is a disadvantage.

Changsun Wuji found it interesting.

He thought to himself whether this broom star wants to agree with me?

"I thought that when looking at a person, one should look at his comprehensiveness. An official should look at his ability to do things, not the quality of poetry and essays. If so, everyone would think about poetry and essays, who would think about how to do things?"

Is Jia Ping'an showing kindness to Changsun Wuji?

Everyone found it a little incredible.

The emperor's men showed kindness to Changsun Wuji. Is this considered that Changsun Wuji's successful poaching?

Or is it that Jia Ping'an thinks Changsun Wuji has more prospects.

For a moment, everyone was a little silent.

"My dear friends, I have written a few poems, and I would like to ask you to be elegant and upright."

A young man came over with a stack of paper and asked the big guys to appreciate it very humbly.

Everyone saw it, but they all tacitly avoided Jia Ping'an.

Brother, this is the loneliness of a master!

Jia Ping'an was actually quite guilty and was invited to comment. With his appreciation ability, most of the people present could crush him.

So it's nice to be an expert.

As for those awkward gazes, just ignore them.

People from Jia Ping'an's group were cheating on the imperial examinations, and the worst was poetry and articles. The current proportion of imperial examinations is not small. Changsun Wuji said poetry and articles as the chief prime minister just a small way of saying that poetry and articles were just small ways. Jia Ping'an didn't know how to follow the trend, and that was a pig.

Then create another momentum, and the poems and essays should be calmed down, which is a great benefit to Jia Ping'an.

He looked at Changsun Wuji, his eyes full of deep affection and friendship.

Thanks!

After drinking, the young people were a little awkward to write poems, and the prime ministers even cherished their words as gold as they were. It was impossible to write poems.

Xu Jingzong knew that it was because Jia Ping'an was present, so he was afraid of being slapped in the face.

After drinking some wine, Jia Ping'an said goodbye first.

After he left, the young people became active.

"That's Uncle Wu Yang?"

"It's him."

"Younger than someone."

"I like his poem the most... The moon is falling, the crows are crying and frost is everywhere, and the river maple fishing fire is facing the sorrow... That artistic conception, just think about it, I have to drink."

"Wrong, I like his poem "Red Beans from the South" with sincere feelings and simple words, but it hits people's hearts. It is his best poem."

A young man said, "But I think the best thing is that half of the poem... The rich man smells of wine and meat, and the road is frozen to death!"

In an instant, the audience was in a bad mood, and the host, Lao Xu, was so dark that he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

Are you saying that we are drinking and having fun, but forgetting the difficulties of people's livelihood?

The young man said majesticly: "Wu Yang Bo's poems are changeable, but I paid attention to this half, and another one... I said that the Sui Dynasty was destroyed by this river, and it has been dependent on the waves for thousands of miles. If there was no dragon boat in the Water Palace, Yu would not have much contribution to it. I found that Wu Yang Bo was actually quite worried about the country and the people, and this half was his voice."

This is Jia Ping'an's loyal fan.

Everyone was speechless, and Xu Jingzong gritted his teeth and felt that he shouldn't have invited Xiao Jia.

Everything here was passed to Li Zhi.

"Say that Jia Ping'an flattered the eldest grandson's grandson."

Baiqi's report was relatively calm, "Zhaosun Gong said that writings and poems were originally paths, and most of the people present did not agree. Only Jia Ping'an agreed with him and said that doing things was the most important thing..."

Wang Zhongliang glanced at Li Zhi and felt that the broom star was trying to death.

What uncle, you are the emperor's person, to flatter Changsun Wuji, wouldn't that stab the emperor in the back?

Li Zhi said lightly: "I understand."

The emperor looked calm, but Wang Zhongliang knew that this matter was not over.

Thinking that Wu Zhaoyi's younger brother was going to be unlucky, Wang Zhongliang subconsciously felt that Concubine Xiao was about to take off.

Sure enough, Li Zhi stood up and said, "Go to Shufei's place to take a look."

Halfway through the way, someone came to report: "Your Majesty, Jia Ping'an was watching students build a city in the south of the city, what did you say... Mr. Changsun said that poetry and essays are just minor ways. He deeply agreed, but the imperial examinations took poetry and essays first, which shows that he did not want to make progress."

Li Zhi stopped and clenched his fists with both hands...

"Go to Wu Mei's place."

Wang Zhongliang was confused.

Then why did Jia Ping'an turn over again?

Wu Mei welcomed the emperor in and then talked about the children in her stomach.

"Your brother is a big shot today."

Li Zhi's tone was a little wrong, Wu Mei's heart tightened and she smiled and said, "He is still young! It is inevitable to make mistakes."

Don’t panic when encountering something, put your youth first, and young people should forgive them if they make mistakes.
To be continued...