As soon as Li Muyun and Changle left, His Majesty the Great Emperor took his henchmen to the so-called poetry competition, and a group of old guys shook their heads and looked at dozens of poems hanging in the air, and from time to time they would make a judgment. \ But soon, everyone's attention was attracted to one of them.
Kong Yingda stroked his beard, first nodded for a while, and then shook his head again: "Linjiang Immortal is good, a good name, but the words are ugly." ” Yu Shinan nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm, this Linjiang Immortal is really good, I'm afraid it's the best one I've seen tonight." ” "The rolling Yangtze River will pay for the passing water."
Li Shimin first likes calligraphy in literature, and the second is that he likes good poetry, and he reads it unconsciously when he sees the joy of hunting, but when he reads the last few words, he seems to have found something incredible, and suddenly stops.
At the same time, the rest of the old men also stopped, looking at their Emperor Majesty with some strange eyes.
The eldest grandson Wuji rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and after confirming it again, he said in surprise: "The word Changle actually came from the hand of Lizhen" Halfway through the words, maybe the old eldest grandson felt that his tone was a little wrong, and temporarily added: "Sure enough, it is a tiger father and no dog girl."
Cheng Biting Jin's weird laughter came: "Hey, hey, this is called a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, and the son of a mouse will make a hole."
Lao Cheng's words were meant well, but it always made people feel that something was not a taste, and the angry Li Er hated to kick him to death.
Just when everyone felt that there was something wrong with Lao Cheng's words, the old lieutenant Chi muttered on the side: "Old Cheng Pifu, you old man really can't speak, what is the son of a mouse can make holes, you can't be a little cultured." ” Originally, if he didn't say this, the matter would have passed, but his emphasis instead played a role in covering up, and the angry Li Er wanted to draw a knife and stab someone.
But thinking of today's Shangyuan Festival, Li Er didn't say much, the girl can write such words is enough to make him feel relieved, listening to the compliments from all around, he no longer cares about what the two second goods say there, turned his head to Yu Shinan and said: "Shinan, the words on it are really ugly, and this Linjiang Immortal is really worse, I don't think you can rewrite a picture."
"Obey the order" Yu Shinan didn't dare to let go of a fart, nodded and turned around to find the writing gentleman who was shrunk aside.
You can't blame Yu Shinan for being spineless, it's not easy to be an official in the capital, and it's rare for the boss to give him a chance to pat himself on the back, so he has to seize it.
And having said that, in fact, the word is also divided into who to mention, what is mentioned, Yu Shinan is the calligraphy master of the Tang Dynasty, how can he not see that Linjiang Immortal is a hand-me-down, for such a work to mention the word can also be regarded as complementary.
Soon, Yu Shinan's words were written, and after taking them back to the emperor to see, an accompanying guard immediately rushed to the stage, took down the original words on it, and hung up Lao Yu's words again.
I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing the goods, Yu Shinan's words are hung up, even if you don't look at the content of the words, it is enough to overwhelm the crowd, Li Erlong's heart is happy, and even the little tongue in the throat is about to jump out when he laughs, and Fengren said: Good words, good words are just known to everyone, good words are secondary, and good words are the key.
But who can say anything at this time, he is the emperor, and the girl is really angry, and the words are written so that people can't find faults, and even the old guys present have to say a word.
Of course, you can also disagree, but even if you are not convinced, you can only hold it in your heart, even if you have better poems, you can't take it out at this time.
First of all, she is the daughter of a big boss, and even if what she writes is not good, she always has to give enough face.
Secondly, the people present are all old people, and they can't do things that bully the small, not to mention that even if they want to write for a while, they can't write such a good one, and it's really impossible to say who is bullying whom.
There are even a few old guys who are secretly glad that Li Er is still sensible, and he is not impulsive enough to let everyone write poems here to make his daughter famous.
The book is brief, aside from the feelings of the old goods, Changle is completely famous all over the world on the night of Shangyuan Night, and with a song of Linjiang Immortal, he directly confirmed the reputation of the first talented woman in the Tang Dynasty.
In Princess Yuzhang's mansion, the proud princess smashed everything in the room angrily, scolding while smashing: "Slut, slut, slut" "Princess, the subordinates are not doing well, please punish the princess."
The host on the stage of the Poetry Club knelt on the ground with a frightened face, and confessed his guilt vigorously, hoping to redeem his impression in Yuzhang's heart.
"Is there any news from that person now" Yu Zhang's attention was re-attracted, staring at the kneeling guy on the ground and asked coldly.
"Back to the princess, there is no news yet, since the last time the King of Freedom restrained him, His Majesty has secretly imprisoned that person."
"Check, you must find out where that person is, there is a chance" Yu Zhang suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, and his crystal jade palm was thrown fiercely compared to a beheading hand.
"No, my subordinates understand."
The kneeling guy on the ground smiled bitterly and wailed in his heart, but on the surface he answered very happily.
Yu Zhang found a place to sit down, swept the man on the ground with cold eyes, and asked again: "Is there any news about that woman in Dongying?"
"Back to the princess, not yet."
"What about Li Yuanchang, what has he been doing lately?"
"It seems that I have been drinking and having fun, and it seems that I have resigned myself to my fate."
"Something that is not angry" The beautiful Princess Yuzhang stood up again suddenly, paced back and forth in the room twice, and then said to the man on the ground: "I don't care what method you use, the property over there in Lishan must get a set, and the mirror, you send someone out to find the formula, and you must get the production process in any case." ” The guy kneeling on the ground didn't dare to agree directly this time, and raised his head in a tangled way and said, "Princess, this, I'm afraid it's not easy."
"What do you mean" Yu Zhang's voice was almost icy, obviously dissatisfied with his men's answers.
"Princess, it's not that you belong to the bottom of your heart, it's really not the time to provoke Li Muyun, this person is rich and wealthy at the moment, and has reached a temporary reconciliation with several major families, and has a lot of power in the court, if we make the first move, it is likely to be regarded as a provocation by him, and I am afraid that there will be endless troubles in the future."
Yu Zhang looked at his subordinates coldly, as if he was considering whether there was a possibility of things as he said, and only after a while did he say firmly: "Be cautious, it's really not okay." ”: