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no, 50 Zheng Jingxuan

no,50 Zheng Jingxuan

When Huang Junming saw Li Yuan coming, he hid in the crowd, but did not notice that a group of graceful women following Li Yuan were on the pleasure boat by the water.

"What are you doing just now? I'm very interesting to see it." Li Yuan asked everyone with a smile. Obviously, he was very interested in the hot scene just now.

"When you go back to your Majesty, this method is called "Solidion". It is a method created by Brother Gu Shi. It is really interesting to play." Lu An bowed to Li Yuan and said.

"Oh?" Li Yuan seemed to have a little impression of the name when he heard Gu's name, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, so he simply asked: "I wonder who is the talented man in Gu's time? Can I see you?"

When Lu An heard this, he was about to point at the position where Huang Junming was standing, but found that Huang Junming was no longer there, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He looked around at Huang Junming's figure. Seeing that Lu An didn't see him, Huang Junming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He took Mingyue to escape to the outside, but unexpectedly heard someone beside him shouting: "Brother Gu Shi, where are you going? Your Majesty is calling you!" Before the voice fell, a slightly thick hand slapped Huang Junming on the shoulder. He scared Huang Junming trembled.

Huang Junming looked closely and saw who was not the fat man who had followed the third sentence? He couldn't help but curse the fat man for being troublesome. Since he was seen, he could not turn around. He could only smile bitterly and say to Li Yuan first: "Huang Junming, please see Your Majesty."

Li Yuan was shocked when he saw that this so-called Gu Shi was actually an immortal master. However, when he heard that Huang Junming called himself a grass man instead of me, he also knew that Huang Junming wanted to hide his identity, and just thought that the immortal master had left the Heavenly Immortal Palace and came to play in the world. So he cooperated and said, "It turns out that it is you. I feel that Gu Shi's name is a bit familiar, but I didn't think about it for a long time. Haha, Huang, Huang Junming, why did he hide when I came? If you have nothing to do, come and sit down and listen to the poetry of our young talented people in the Tang Dynasty."

Li Yuan said this, and Huang Junming could not disobey his intentions, so he had to take Mingyue back obediently. Perhaps because he heard Li Yuan's words, Huang Junming knew Li Yuan, so Lu An directly pulled Huang Junming to his lower head and sat down. In front of Huang Junming's seat, there were only Lu An and Zheng Jingxuan.

Huang Junming felt that sitting in this seat was not very suitable, but it was not easy to change seats after sitting down, so he made up his mind to listen, watch, and not participate. They like to write poetry and drink, so they go with them. They know how much they have, so it is better to keep a low profile.

Seeing that everyone had already sat down one after another, Li Yuan said, "I believe everyone already knows the purpose of this poetry meeting. I won't say much. The poems I made are mainly suitable for the situation and there is no specified topic. If there is no objection, start."

After hearing this, the talented men began to think hard, while Huang Junming thought to himself that listening to Li Yuan's words, this poem meeting seemed to be the scholars competing with each other for talent, and then gaining Li Yuan's appreciation, and getting some kind of reward. If you can't participate in such things, you won't participate, otherwise the sinner would be a small matter, if it's a big deal, it would be bad.

Huang Junming thought about someone who wrote the first poem there. Zheng Jingxuan wrote it. He shook his head with a proud look on his face and said, "Brothers, I will write a poem with this Qujiang River as the title. Please listen, the blue waves of the que railings are close to you, the jade cups are flowing in new poems, the pavilions and boats are in the fireworks, and I am free to watch the beautiful people walking on the waterfront." After reciting the poem, I looked at the people who were still thinking hard. There was an unstoppable pride between my eyes.

As soon as Zheng Jingxuan finished speaking, he heard the fat man smile bitterly: "The young man knew that his poetry was not good. He planned to throw bricks and attract jade, but he was not expecting that Brother Jingxuan would take the lead. The young man wrote: The fragrant grass is blown green again in a year, attracting the flowers to be beautiful one after another. He smelled the fragrance and the elegant scholar chanted beautiful sentences, and the beautiful articles were all over the garden."

Sure enough, this fat man's poem should be the first to recite, but he said that his poems were not good, but Huang Junming knew that they were much better than him.

After the fat man finished reciting, he was silent again. No one responded for a long time, and he did not have a fixed topic to write poems, and it was the most difficult to meet the situation. After all, he had to find a cut. The arrogant scholars with the title of the poem that others had said would naturally not pick up others' wisdom. So a few people also thought that the poetry gathering and the scholars in Qujiang had to look for other topics.

Seeing the dull atmosphere, Huang Junming felt embarrassed, and he still drank wine one by one, but heard Lu An say, "Brother Gu Shi is so comfortable. I believe there is already a beautiful article in his heart. I wonder if I can recite it, so let everyone learn from it?"

Hearing this, Huang Junming choked on his throat with a sip of wine. Zheng Jingxuan frowned in disgust, but did not say much.

Huang Junming waved his hands repeatedly and said, "This, I can't write poetry, I'm just here to join in the fun. You continue, you continue. I'll just drink." In this hurry, I forgot that I was wearing a Confucian robe and saw it among the scholars.

Zheng Jingxuan heard this and sarcastically said, "As a Taoist priest, he did not draw talismans and recite scriptures in the Taoist temple, but he ran to the group of elegant people in our school to recite poems and write poems. It was ridiculous and ridiculous."

Huang Junming also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he touched the tip of his nose with one hand, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. But Mingyue heard someone ridicule his master and directly retorted: "My master is a celestial being descended to earth, how can you allow you to talk nonsense?"

When he heard that Huang Junming was the immortal who came down to earth, the scholars here couldn't help but bit each other's ears. Who doesn't know who this immortal who came down to earth is now? But when Zheng Jingxuan heard this, the ridicule on his face somehow became stronger and stronger. "It turned out to be an immortal in the heavenly world. Xiaosheng heard that the immortals were a clerk in the immortal world. How could he not write poems? Could it be that they looked down on the ordinary people in our gang? Or..." Zheng Jingxuan turned the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Huang Junming with a hint of hatred.

It seems that I have only offended Li Yuanji since I traveled through time. Could it be that Zheng Jingxuan is Li Yuanji's person? Huang Junming thought to himself, and repeatedly said Zheng Jingxuan's name several times, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed by, Zheng Jingxuan, isn't the second son-in-law of the Qianjin Princess? Could it be...

"Is it exposed by Xiaosheng? Haha, Xiaosheng is also an immortal, the poet Zheng Jingxuan!" Zheng Jingxuan saw that Huang Junming did not answer and continued to sarcastically, and actually put Li Bai's beauty on himself. I really don't know what Li Bai felt a hundred years later. "Since you are here today, you must write a poem. It's okay if you do it well, but if you don't do it well, go back to your Tianxian Palace to draw your talisman!"

Huang Junming was also angry when Zheng Jingxuan was so aroused. You must know that since Huang Junming was mistaken for a celestial immortal, he has been determined to maintain his reputation. If this matter is further retreated today, I am afraid that his reputation will decline a lot. The more people doubt Huang Junming's true identity. If it is exposed, it will not be a shame. Maybe he will lose his life. So even if he is a copycat today, he will push Zheng Jingxuan back!

With a certain mind, Huang Junming's momentum suddenly changed, and he also imitated Zheng Jingxuan to play with the wine glass and said loudly: "Okay! Then I will write one, listen to it!"

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Today's second update, the preliminary preparation is about to be finished, and it is about to enter the time when Huang Junming truly leads Taoism to rise. It is time for a strong country and a strong religion. Li Shimin will ascend the throne in four months. Will Huang Junming's heroic rise be far away? [I'm just writing about it, and everyone is bored to pass the time to watch and play. I think it can still be read. Please add a collection and a recommendation]
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