But you can't say anything. Li Muyun's anxiousness was really reminded of a poem by him. He stood above the city, looked at the river of light below, and sighed: "Okay, since my father has said it, let's just write one."

There was a quiet surroundings, and countless old men were quietly waiting for him to write a poem "just casually". After all, Li Muyun had copied several good poems before this, which had some impressions in everyone's hearts. Although he repeatedly emphasized that it was not written by him, not many believers.

At this time, Changle ran to Su Wanqing's side by side. The two girls stood side by side, and their two beautiful big eyes were placed on Li Muyun's body.

This situation is beyond your reach. With the thought of not letting your wife down, a prince cleared his throat:

Independence in the cold winter, the Wei River goes north and the crystal city.

Look at the mountains, the forests are dyed; the lights are everywhere in the city, and hundreds of boats compete for the current.

Eagles strike in the sky, fish swim in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of species compete for freedom in the frost sky.

I feel sad and ask the vast earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs?

I brought hundreds of friends to travel, and recalled the past and the years.

The classmate is young and in his prime; the scholar is full of energy and courage.

Instructions on the country, inspire words, and dirt at that time.

Have you ever remembered that you went to the middle to hit the water and the waves stopped flying boats?

Later Taizu's "Qinyuanchun·Changsha" was written in a grand manner, but after Li Muyun recited it with great enthusiasm, he found that no one applauded him at all.

I turned around with some confusion, but found that everyone behind me had pale faces, and even Li Er's face was a little distorted.

Li Muyun, who was suffering from the political talent, didn't know what happened. Seeing everyone silent, he scratched his head and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Wei Zheng separated the crowd and came to Li Muyun, stared at him and asked, "You..., where did you copy the word you said?"

Li Muyun glanced at Lao Wei suspiciously, and suddenly realized that something had happened to the word just now. He had an idea and turned to look at Lao Li Yuan and said, "Uh..., my dear, I said that there must be something wrong with the word card you made for me to read. Look, have you seen it?"

Old Li Yuan's face was originally a bit ugly, but fortunately the old man had a good understanding. After hearing Li Muyun say it, he immediately said: "Well, you are not good enough, you don't have any momentum to read, otherwise how could someone see it?"

I have to say that the cooperation between Li Yuan and Li Muyun is a bit worse, even a fool can see that there must be something wrong with it.

But after all, since Old Li Yuan had already taken the matter to himself, others couldn't say anything, so they could only pretend not to know what to do and listen to it as real, and they were flattered for a moment.

This is also the people brought by Li Er are all his confidants and have no big grudge against Li Muyun, otherwise this guy would have to lose his skin even if he didn't die.

Later generations of Taizu's poems were good, but they belonged to emperor's poems. Just like music does not distinguish between nationality, emperor's poems does not distinguish between dynasties, so Li Muyun was happy to copy them, but the old guys who followed Li Er were frightened.

Fortunately, Old Wei was smart and came up to remind him and found a way out for Li Muyun.

Thanks to Li Muyun's quick reaction. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew that there was something wrong with the poem, so he pushed it directly onto Li Yuan's head. Otherwise, the scene would have really not known how to end.

But even so, Li Er was still very angry. He kicked Li Muyun several times while the people around him were not paying attention, and warned him: "Boy, I will pretend that this incident has never happened. If you dare to do such an anti-poetry again next time, be careful of your head."

Li Muyun stared at innocent eyes. He was really confused about why good poems became anti-poems? Isn’t this a joke? But as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Er spoke much louder than him. If he said that he was writing anti-poems, he must be anti-poems, and this was not allowed to make any more quibbling.

At this time, Changle also pulled Su Wanqing to Li Muyun's side. After Li Er left, he quietly criticized: "You are too brave. You dare to say such words as 'Who is the master of ups and downs'. If it weren't for Grandpa Emperor', you wouldn't have seen the sun tomorrow morning."

Su Wanqing's face was still a little pale, and she twisted hard on someone's waist: "Li Muyun, do you want to kill us? You dare to write such a poem!"

Li Muyun was twisted and hurt, and jumped out of the way and said, "No, why do you say that too? What's going on?"

Changle glanced at him, pulled Su Wanqing up and went in another direction, and said: "In short, don't write poetry anymore. If you want to write poetry, write some romantic love, flowers, snow and moon, do you understand!"

To be honest, Li Muyun really doesn't understand, but he knows that the poems of Taizu in later generations are probably uncopied in the future, otherwise he might have to move his head when he will.

But before he could continue thinking, Yu Zhining had already paced over: "Mu Yun, you are getting more and more courageous. You dare to write such a poem in front of His Majesty. Fortunately, Wei Xiang came forward to protect you this time, otherwise you would be implicated by your teacher."

After finally finding someone who can ask for advice, Li Muyun quickly grabbed Lao Yu and said, "No, teacher, what's going on? Why do you all say me?"

"Don't you know what's going on?" Yu Zhining glared at Li Muyun with apology and poked him with his fingers, "Do you know that the kind of poem you just wrote is called an emperor's poem, and it's impossible for the emperor to write! If you write such a poem in front of the emperor, can you rebel?!"

Li Muyun finally understood what he was wrong and said with a sad face: "I, how dare I have that courage!"

Yu Zhining snorted: "Hmph, I know you don't have the courage, otherwise you would think Your Majesty would let you go so easily!"

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine." After hearing Lao Yu's words, Li Muyun patted his chest gently and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he heard Lao Yu continue to say, "But don't be too happy too early. This kind of poetry will spread sooner or later. If your enemies know it, they will sooner or later attack you, so you can think about how to deal with it."

Li Muyun wanted to cry without tears and was independent of the city. He used to hear people saying that he would not die if he didn't commit suicide. At that time, he still listened to it as a joke, but unexpectedly, he almost committed suicide for a day.

And who said that the Tang Dynasty was the most open dynasty? What is freedom of speech and what is Li Er's broad mind. It turns out that all this is false! Should I be beheaded if I say the wrong thing?
Chapter completed!