"You so-called experts are too ignorant. You all can respect my dad. I'm going back to my room. I guess it's time for my dad to leave at this time."
Li Baiyi walked out of the innocent room and immediately saw Duke Zhen standing at the door.
Li Baiyi couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Dad, what are you doing here? Listen to me. I actually don't have any ill intentions towards you."
"What I just said is not to look down on you. Don't take it to heart."
When the Duke of Zhen heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you just say?"
Li Baiyi couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard this, and said: "Dad, I just discussed the strength of you masters with Tianzhen. I didn't expect that you are so strong."
The Duke of Zhenguo immediately knocked him out of his head and said, "Nonsense, otherwise, how could your father and I command so many armies?"
"Okay, kid, stop talking nonsense. Aren't you talented in literature? In this case, you can write a hundred poems for me in your room. You are not allowed to go out until you finish writing."
Upon hearing this, Li Baiyi suddenly had a bitter look on his face: "Dad, what are you doing? How can you restrict my personal freedom? You are still not my biological father."
Li Xiao sneered: "Of course I am your biological father. Why, you still dare to deny me as your biological father?"
Li Baiyi shrank immediately: "Father, of course I don't dare to deny you, but it's just too uninteresting for you to ground me. I have just made a great contribution."
Li Xiao rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean it's not interesting? I gave you a living. As long as you finish writing a hundred poems, I will let you go out. How about it."
"Aren't you very good at writing poems? A hundred poems are nothing to you, right?"
Li Baiyi couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
That's right, isn't it just writing poetry? There are 30,000 poems in my mind, just a lot more.
Writing it down is nothing more than a little effort.
Li Baiyi snapped his fingers and said: "Dad, in this case, I will show my shame. Just look at it. I will write it out for you in at most one day."
Li Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You kid, don't fool me. I hired your husband's attention. If your writing is not good, don't blame me for falling out."
Li Baiyi immediately waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, dad, the poems I wrote will definitely exceed your imagination."
With that said, he went back to his room, asked Longque to get paper and pen, and then started writing.
Isn't it just a hundred poems? The most labor-intensive part is writing, and the rest should not be too simple.
As soon as he wrote "Moonlight in front of the bed" and "Yong Goose", Li Baiyi put down the brush in his hand with a depressed look on his face.
Long Que, who was helping to polish the ink, said worriedly: "Master, are you tired from writing, or can't write anymore?"
Li Baiyi glanced at her and said: "Of course not. I don't want to put in the effort to write it. It would be great if I could find someone to help me write it. Of course, I still create the poems myself."
Longque thought for a while and said: "Master, if you have ink in your chest, but you feel that writing a hundred poems is too tiring, you can ask that gentleman to come over and help you write it, or you can find a few more people."
Li Baiyi's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, dad invited you, and I have to work hard to write what I want to do. I invited him here just to do something."
"In this case, you go and invite that Mr. So-and-so to come over and ask him to help me write it. By the way, you just ask him to write a poem. I will give you one or two silver coins and I will create the content. All he needs to do is help me write it out. .”
Long Que nodded and said with a smile: "Young Master, I will go right away."
After Longque left, Li Baiyi looked at the two poems he had written and couldn't help but smile: "I have nothing to do now, why don't I make more money to support my family? Then I won't have to look for my dad when I go to Chunfeng Tower." Need money."
"However, you can't sell poems. Even if you have 30,000 Tang poems in your mind, you won't be able to sell them for much money."
Li Baiyi frowned and pondered, and suddenly had an idea: "By the way, there was no movable type printing at this time. Even if someone wrote poetry, it would not be easy to spread."
"If it hadn't been for this, someone wouldn't have written a masterpiece that would last forever and make paper expensive in Luoyang."
"Then, if I develop movable type printing and then improve papermaking, wouldn't it be possible to sell anthologies?"
Li Baiyi went through the matter in his mind, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "There is indeed a way, but it is too troublesome to find out."
Li Baiyi thought of the gang of people under his father and suddenly became energetic: "I will do the trouble myself, but if I tell the gang of soldiers under my father to do it, wouldn't it be much easier?"
"When I make money and become the number one scholar in the capital and even Dakun, then there will be many beauties who admire me, and I won't have to take the initiative to find them."
Li Baiyi was almost excited when he thought about the three thousand beauties in his harem.
"Your Majesty, you can't blame Wei Chen for having so many women. Who is Wei Chen? He's just learning here. There's nothing he can do to stop her. You can't live up to the kindness of a beauty."
Thinking of his success, Li Baiyi was so excited that he dropped the brush in his hand.
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After Li Anan and Li Baiyi separated from Xianchen County, they found their maid Nannan and returned home. However, after experiencing a thrilling scene, she was in a very embarrassed state. Nannan was later entangled by two thieves, and she was disabled. It took some effort to find Nannan and rescue her from the thief.
At this time, she looked as if she had been robbed. Her clothes were messy and even had a few holes in them. She looked as embarrassed as she wanted.
Because of this, she didn't want her grandfather to see her in her current state and rush into her room as soon as she got home.
As soon as she entered the room, a figure walked out from a short distance away, with a strange look on her face.
"An'an, what are you doing? You came back sneaking around and went straight to your room. Could it be that something happened?"
This person is none other than Li Tianxiao, the Dakun Imperial Academy priest.
When he saw his granddaughter looking for Li Baiyi and asking him to come to the Imperial Academy, he felt a little guilty in his heart.
After all, he has seen Li Baiyi's actions and knows what Li Baiyi is.
If my granddaughter goes to find Li Baiyi, wouldn't it be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
But if Li Baiyi can enter the Imperial Academy, it will be of great benefit to him. At least his black gauze hat will be saved.
The most important thing is that the entire Li family can be preserved.
But he didn't want to sacrifice his granddaughter either. ,
