civilwarnovels Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Chapter 139 [Betwei Chigong], no one in the world knows the king.
In front of the gate of Chang’an City.
In the past, only ordinary people entered and exited this city gate, and the officials of Chang’an City rarely traveled in a concentrated manner. But today…
Because of that man, they were all gathered in front of the city gates.
The people waiting to enter and leave the city also looked curiously at these dignitaries who were rarely seen in weekdays. Cheng Yanjin looked at the proud Wei Chigong in the spring breeze, and it was a tooth itch.
This captain Chi Heizi really didn’t want to be faceless, everyone left yesterday, he actually begged to go to the colt side, and really let him succeed.
What do you mean? What exactly does it mean?
You are returning to Tongzhou, and you are not going to the border to fight, how can you still let people see you off without shame?
We are all waiting to go back to eat pork delicacies, and if you guy is so delayed, even if it is the Shang Food Bureau, which can keep the food hot, it must not be as delicious as it was.
Cheng Yanjin did not know that in addition to sending him off, Wei Chigong had other requirements. If he knew this, he might not have gone out of the city yet, and he would have been directly scolded. This does not….
Tang Ye, who changed into a Chinese costume, took a step forward like a son in the turbid world.
“I am called brothers with Eguo Gong, I can’t bear it today, my brother leaves, I have a feeling in my heart, I can only chant a poem to see you off.” 623″
“Brother!!!”
The emotions were in place, and Wei Chigong was in tears.
Wei Chi Baolin people are stupid, this Tang Ye big brother was originally his brother, why was he snatched away by his father as a brother in just a few days?
The key to this poem… It’s obviously something that can be passed down through the ages.
Brother Tang Ye, can he still not know what poems can be passed down through the ages, and what poems cannot be passed down through the ages?
This water-tuned song head at the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet has been regarded as the swan song of Mid-Autumn Festival poetry by those readers in Chang’an City. This farewell poem should have been given to him Wei Chi Baolin!
Is there such a daddy?
Just rob him of fat milk to drink, but also rob his eldest brother and rob his farewell poem?
Li Shimin was also stupid, his little cotton jacket had already persuaded him many times, not to use those later poetry to show saints in front of people, that is obviously not what an emperor should do.
What’s the situation? What the hell is going on here?
The emotional little cotton jacket is not allowed to let him, the father, use it, but now he is looking at his little lover? Isn’t that a bit too much!
The key is that you Captain Chi Jingde, what is going on? Your brain can actually come up with this!
Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, Xiao Yao, Yu Shinan and others unconsciously pricked up their ears, they knew that the ancient famous sentence was coming again, and it could be passed down to Tang Ye and the poetry of their time, it must be at the level of the ancient famous sentence.
Although they knew that they were copyed, it was inevitable that they would have an expectation in their hearts.
There are three hundred Tang poems on His Majesty’s side, as well as other poetry dictionaries, which are hidden like treasures, and they are not intended to be seen at all.
Tang Ye cleared his throat,
“When I met my brother again, I was afraid that it was already snowing time. This song [Don’t be Wei Chigong] was given to the brother. ”
Don’t be Chi Gong!!!
Hahaha!
So you readers, where can I have my Tangye brother kindness, listen to the name of this poem! With this poem in it, I think it’s hard not to leave celebrities for eternity!
Brother Tang Ye, although you can play, no matter what this poem is, the “good” word of old brother and me must be heard by all those people.
“Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the day, the north wind blows geese and snow. Mo Chou has no knowledge of himself in the future, and no one in the world knows the king. ”
Hiss!
It’s so ruthless, it’s a kill as soon as it strikes!
Yesterday, he still felt that he was going to become the first person to sail around the world, and the proud eldest grandson Wuji suddenly felt a little jealous of Wei Chigong’s old man.
How good it would be if this poem were called “Don’t Changsun Wuji”! Mo Chou has no knowledge of himself in the future, and no one in the world knows the king.
This is obviously an ancient sentence! What a bold mind!
Not right… My name is Changsun Wuji, and I am Changle’s uncle!
Shouldn’t the colt bid me farewell when I go to sea? Shouldn’t he write me a farewell poem?
Changsun Wuji suddenly realized, he went back and began to work hard to build ships to speed up the progress of shipbuilding, and he must put going to sea on the itinerary as soon as possible.
This is not…
Who knows if the quality of this horse’s farewell poem will begin to deteriorate.
There is definitely no shortage of famous sentences from the ages, but if the theme is limited to farewell poems, Changsun Wuji feels that even in the era of literati, it is impossible to retain so many classic farewell poems.
“Good! All right! Mo Chou has no knowledge of the road ahead, and no one in the world knows the king! Brother Tang Ye, your words, I Wei Chigong remembered in my heart! ”
“With your poem, who else doesn’t know my name?”
Wei Chigong was in tears.
He was really touched this time.
Even if he has read little, he can hear that he has no knowledge of the road ahead, and who in the world does not know the king, and how many people’s blood will be ignited.
Li Shimin’s face was a little sour,
“Alas… Cheap Jingde that old boy. ”
Li Jing’s face did not change color, and said directly to Tang Ye beside him,
“Donkey, the next time I go to Goguryeo, I hope the horse will give me a farewell poem!”
Outside the Chang’an City Gate, those reading people who were watching the excitement were already savoring Tang Ye’s poem. From today onwards, there will be one more name in Chang’an City that is familiar to readers, that is, Tang Ye! Li Jing naturally understands the quality of this poem, who would not be moved by such a farewell poem?
It’s one thing to work hard to make a contribution, it’s another thing to be written into poetry by others and passed down through the ages. Of course, adults have to choose everything!
Tang Ye smiled and nodded in agreement,
“If it was General Li Jing who went out at that time, I will bid you farewell!”
“I want to drive my own family!”
Li Shimin snorted coldly.
He wants to face now, and he can’t copy poetry casually, but can’t he let this kid Tang Ye copy some poems to praise him? Li Chenggan suddenly felt that the gazes of those uncles and uncles around him looking at his Tang Ye eldest brother became hot. This poem, he felt that Tang Ye’s big brother’s side was definitely in stock.
Now what interests people of his age more is the mysterious mount.
“Brother Tang Ye, didn’t you say yesterday… Do you want to give Eguogong a special mount today? ”
Li Chenggan’s voice was not very loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear it.
This Cheng Yanjin, who was originally in a bad mood, directly blew his beard and glared and scolded,
“Wei Chi Jingde, do you still want to be faceless here? You want this poem, why do you even want a mount? ”
Wei Chigong responded without blushing at all,
“It’s all my personal relationship with the colts. The two of us talked freely about state affairs, family affairs, and world affairs. ”
How can brotherhood be measured by other things?
Not to mention a mount, how about he send the Tangye brothers a mine.
Li Shimin rolled his eyes when he listened, that mine is his old Li’s, what does it have to do with you Wei Chigong? Is it really taking my things to please this kid Tang Ye?.