Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!
Chapter 773 You still have to call me cousin!
In the early spring of the fourth year of Yonghui, the frost and snow of the remaining winter had not yet melted away, and the biting cold wind was still howling through the streets.
A fiery and passionate atmosphere had already been surging on the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
An army of one and a half million marched westward, ready for battle.
The westward-bound horn pierced through the mountains, low and majestic, startling the birds sleeping in the forest.
On Zhuque Street in Chang'an City, a crowd surged like a tide. White-haired elders, supporting each other, stood trembling on the street, their cloudy eyes filled with anticipation.
The young woman, holding her young child, stood on tiptoe, looking out, and muttered wishes for a triumphant return.
The children ran and laughed as they chased the soldiers, their clear laughter filled with admiration for the heroes.
The teahouses and restaurants along the street were crowded with people talking about the matter.
"I heard that this time our cavalry is going to flatten the West!"
A young man in a coarse cloth shorts slammed the table, his face flushed as he shouted, "When our Tang Dynasty cavalry conquers all corners of the world, this world will be ours!"
His companions echoed him one after another, with longing glint in their eyes, and the sound of clinking wine bowls and cheers rose one after another.
In the corner, an old man stroked his beard and said leisurely, "Emperor Taizong swept across the world in those days, and now Your Majesty must continue this legend of prosperity!"
For a moment, everyone talked about the generals' strategies, the soldiers' bravery, the battle routes and the future territory. Every topic could trigger a heated discussion, as if the vast territory had already fallen into the hands of the Tang Dynasty.
It was also in this year that "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" appeared like a stunning sight, shocking the literary world of the Tang Dynasty.
Let the whole Tang Dynasty know about Wang Bo.
This masterpiece soon reached the palace and eventually reached Li Zhi, who was preoccupied with the war effort, his desk piled high with military reports, his brow furrowed and his expression weary.
When the palace maid presented him with "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng", he just glanced at it casually, but his eyes were firmly attracted.
Each exquisite sentence seemed to unfold a beautiful painting before his eyes, which contained the magnificence of Tengwang Pavilion, the emotion of life, the praise of the prosperous times, and the thinking about fate.
When he read the touching parts, Li Zhi couldn't help but read it aloud. After reading it, he couldn't let it go for a long time and developed a strong interest in the author of the article, Wang Bo.
In Li Zhi's view, the achievements of a dynasty require not only military conquests and territorial expansion, but also literary polishing to pass on to future generations.
Wang Bo, who is young and talented and showing his potential, is the most suitable candidate.
Then, an imperial decree was issued from the palace, ordering King Xuan Bo to enter the palace.
When the news reached Wang Bo, he was on his way to Chang'an.
Although he was a little surprised to enter the palace to meet the emperor, he was not panicked.
He changed into a plain long gown, tied his hair into a crown, and followed the palace maids to the palace.
Passing through layers of palace gates, the vermilion palace walls tower into the clouds, and the copper bells on the eaves ring softly in the wind.
Wang Bo finally stepped into the Taiji Hall, the central palace of the Tang Dynasty, towering and magnificent.
The hall is decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and the golden dragons on the dragon pillars are lifelike, as if they will take off into the sky at any time.
Wang Bo looked around curiously, his eyes sweeping over the two rows of civil and military officials.
Those officials who usually look dignified now all have smiles on their faces, with flattery and expectation in their eyes, and they bow slightly, as if to express friendliness.
When a person is powerful, those who curry favor with him may have ulterior motives and will do anything to gain benefits.
But if one has talent, these people come to curry favor with him with only one purpose - to leave their names in history.
Everyone knows that "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" is destined to be passed down. The little governor Yan Boyu can be famous in later generations just because of an article. However, there are many officials in the court who are powerful, but only a few of them can actually leave their names in history books.
Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, how could they miss it?
Just as Wang Bo was lost in thought, Li Zhi's voice rang out from the dragon throne: "Is that the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng that you wrote?"
Wang Bo came back to his senses, straightened his clothes respectfully, stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng was written by me!"
Li Zhi leaned forward slightly and looked at Wang Bo carefully.
The young man in front of me has a thin figure and a handsome face, but his eyebrows reveal a sense of confidence and calmness. His bright eyes seem to contain countless talents.
Li Zhi smiled and nodded, praising him: "Well, a hero truly emerges from youth! I see that you are so young, yet you have been able to write such a masterpiece. It will surely be passed down through the ages, and future generations will remember your name, Wang Bo."
After a pause, Li Zhi continued, "For a talent like you, according to the rules, I should have awarded you a title."
"But you also know that the war is very intense now, and the cost of food, fodder and weapons is huge. I don't have much money here."
"How about I give you a title?"
Wang Bo was slightly surprised. He thought that His Majesty would keep him as an official in the court.
Although he is talented, he doesn't like being restricted and yearns for a free life. He was just about to find a suitable reason to refuse.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty would just give him a title, which was perfect for him.
Then Wang Bo bowed again and said earnestly: "Then I thank Your Majesty!"
Li Zhi looked at Wang Bo, stroked his beard with interest, and said with a smile: "You, a young man, speak like an old man at such a young age. This is not good."
After saying this, he paused slightly and looked at the vast sky outside the hall. "You are famous now. There is a saying that goes, if you don't return home when you are rich and powerful, it is like walking in brocade clothes at night."
"You are famous for your literary talent in the Tang Dynasty, and the same is true. I will grant you the title of 'Jin Yi Lang', issue you documents and a golden seal, and let everyone in the world know that there is a talented person like you in the Tang Dynasty. What do you think?"
Wang Bo was overjoyed after hearing this, his voice filled with excitement: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Your Majesty's grace, I will remember it in my heart!"
Li Zhi nodded with satisfaction, looked at Wang Bo with deep eyes, and suddenly asked, "Are you a descendant of the Wang family?"
Wang Bo was shocked, he knew that His Majesty was asking about his family.
His grandfather Wang Tong was a great scholar, and his father Wang Fuzhi was also well-read.
Speaking of this, he felt a little inferior, after all, he was from a noble family.
"Your Majesty, I am a descendant of the Wang family of Longmen, Jiangzhou."
Looking at Wang Bo's lowered head, Li Zhi nodded.
"What's wrong? You lowered your head? It's nothing to worry about."
"The aristocratic families are a thing of the past. The Five Surnames and Seven Families will never come back. The sins of the aristocratic families have been wiped out. Enough people have died."
"Don't you know? My queen is also from the Wang family. According to seniority, you, Wang Bo, should call me cousin."
Li Zhi said with a smile.
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