Rule the Roost in the Tang Dynasty: Three hundred and eighty-nine back to Chang’an
Li Hong, who both made Baichun and Li Lingyue still inexhaustible, was brought into the pavilion by Wu Mei. While admiring the lotus in the pond, he took the tea that his dragon mother had personally poured him. Someone was flattered and turned away. She didn't dare to pick up the teacup. August 1?? Chinese W? W? W?. ?8?1㈧Ｚ?W㈠. ?Ｃ㈧Ｏ㈧Ｍ?
"No, no, no, you still have to talk to Erchen first and then pick up the cup of tea. If you are like this, the Erchen will be worried, you should talk about it first." Li Hong pushed it into Long Ma's hand Said tea anxiously.
Wu Mei gave him a fascinating look, and said lightly, "First settle the account of the peonies on the floor."
Li Hong looked at Song Dan's father with a straightforward smile. Under the wind and the sun, the old man's appearance matched that of the gardener.
At the moment, he motioned to a court lady behind him to lead Song Dan's father to the East Palace, looking for the Jingzhe to receive the reward.
Watching Song Dan's father leave, Wu Mei asked curiously: "Don't you ask how much the peony flowers in this place cost?"
"Can you spare me?" Li Hong dared to take Long Ma's tea.
Wu Mei smiled noncommitantly: "Li Hong, it seems that you don’t have any new poems coming out in this period of time. Then when you participated in the poem meeting last year, you did not see you make a new poem, but it was someone Old poems spread among the scholars and sons of Chang'an. Today the mother and queen are in a good mood. How about writing a poem to the mother and queen in front of these peonies?"
Wu Mei in the pavilion has ordered people to arrange the wine and dishes. The mother and the son plan to have a drink in the lazy afternoon. Naturally, in such a lazy time period, there must be poetry when there is wine.
Li Hong looked at the exquisite food and drink, and did not refuse. He had expected the queen mother to ask him this way. Besides, he had already made enough preparations just now. The story of Queen Mother Xi was not casual.
"Okay, then listen carefully." Li Hong pretended to look at the lotus in the pond, then at the peony beside the peony, and slowly muttered: "The peony demon in front of the court is incompetent, Chishang The lotus is pure and less sentimental. Only the true color of the peony can move the capital when the flowers bloom."
Wu Mei was drinking while listening to Li Hongyin’s complete poem. She couldn’t help being beautiful and frowned. She said with some doubt: "Li Hong, can you tell me what kind of poem you like? How do I feel All of your poems have different styles, so it is difficult for me to define a style for you? All your poems are carefully considered, how do you feel like Li Hong is composed of several people."
What’s special, it’s weird if it’s not like this, these poems are not mine either, steal one from the east, grab one from the west, move one from this era, and I will find another one a hundred years later, naturally It must have been done by a split personality.
"This...this is probably the genius and mediocre..." Li Hong didn't know how to say it, could it be said that I knew for a thousand years, I knew for a thousand years, and even I knew the fate of your mother and queen, Or is it the original fate?
"No, did you see that Bai Chun and Li Lingyue? You do one more." Wu Mei interrupted Li Hong's self-bragger and pointed to the two fairies in the flowers.
"Uh..." Li Hong couldn't help but groaned with a headache. Since the queen began to doubt the style of his poems, he shouldn't be reading poems, otherwise the more he reads, the more loopholes.
Although no one in this world can grasp their own handle, it does not mean that they will not continue to doubt it in the future.
Similarly, between Wu Mei's suspicions, more confusion made her wonder, what kind of person is this? How can it seem to be omnipotent!
When he was three or four years old, he was very talented. The idea of Ziweixing’s reincarnation spread in Chang’an. Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang were called to the original Taiji Palace in private, and they conducted various treatments on Li Hong. It is a kind of calculation, but in the end it is eight words: "The clouds and mist are lingering, and the secrets are hard to see."
For Li Hong’s gift for poetry, Wu Mei has always believed that someone in Chongwenguan secretly helped him write poems. Otherwise, it would be impossible for one person to write so many different styles of poetry, and each one is extremely A good poem is not an exaggeration if it has been passed down through the ages.
Li Hong frowned. At this moment, trying to figure out Long Ma’s mentality is useless. What I can do in the future is to write as little or no poetry as possible, including those messy things in Taiyi City, myself. It shouldn't be consciously pushed forward, it should be handed over to Datang's artisans, let them use their own wisdom to slowly explore in it.
As the saying goes, if you are too wise, you should hide your edge and make yourself look like ordinary people. After all, if you really want to go further, you must hide the extraordinary side and let others shine. .
"Hurry up and write a poem." Wu Mei urged by knocking on the table in front of her.
"Oh oh oh, isn't the child minister able to export into chapters, don't you have to think about poems." Li Hong gave his dragon mother a dissatisfied look, frowned and thought for a while before chanting: "Yun wants clothes The flowers are longing and the spring breeze is blowing. If you don’t see Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at Yaotai."
This poem was made for Concubine Yang, when Li Bai was invited by Emperor Xuanzong Li Longji of the Tang Dynasty to the back garden of the imperial palace, so Li Hong read it out in the back garden of Luoyang Palace at the moment. It fits the scene appropriately, but just praises the flowers. Concubine Yang Gui has become Bai Chun now.
Naturally, after hearing Li Hong praise her woman so nauseously, and then look at Li Lingyue, who has just become a beautiful woman, Wu Mei can only curse her lips and say: " A Bai Chun has made you boast of being a fairy. Can you Li Hong put your mind on the affairs of the court in the future!"
"Uh...this is not..."
"When you return to the palace, let Bai Chun inform this palace. You can leave now. Don't spoil my interest in flower viewing." Wu Mei took a deep look at Li Hong and said coldly.
As soon as this poem came out, Wu Mei couldn’t help but feel tight, thinking about that for the little lady Pei Wanying, this unfilial son brought 1.8 million taels of silver tickets with him to participate in the poem meeting, so he rushed here. For the woman's impulsive behavior in participating in the poetry society, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be fascinated by the female **** in the future, and then ruin the court and become a romantic prince!
Of course, as for whether he can become a romantic emperor in the future, it seems that this unfilial son still has to consider, at least not to let him continue to be confused by female sex.
Someone didn’t know what Long Ma was thinking about letting himself write a poem and drove him out of the palace, but from the analysis of Long Ma’s expression, it wouldn’t be a big thing to think about it, probably because he wanted to... Father The emperor? How about sending it to Liaodong...?
Thinking of this, Li Hong couldn't help but shiver. If he dared to tell Long Ma, whether or not to send her to Liaodong, I guess Long Ma would dare to chase him down with a feather duster.
After three days of busy work, so in the early morning of the fourth morning, His Royal Highness accompanied the queen slowly out of Luoyang City. The long line was vast and mighty, a bit inferior to the scene when they came to Luoyang. Officials from Henan Mansion at the gate stood in two rows to see him off.
Wu Mei didn't even show up, so naturally it was handed over to the Prince's Palace to deal with it. After a farewell, the long palace honor guard team truly embarked on the journey back to Chang'an.
Along the way, Wu Mei didn't have much trouble except occasionally reprimanding Li Hong who was galloping on horseback with Li Lingyue, or restraining the two of them to run around.
Different from the time spent more than half a month when they went to Luoyang, they returned from Luoyang to Chang'an this time, because of the lack of his dragon father's ceremonial guard, etc., the time has also been accelerated, less than seven days. , They slowly entered the imperial city under the welcoming of the hundred officials of Chang'an City.
After sending Wu Mei and Li Lingyue back to the Daming Palace, they spent dinner with Long Ma, and someone had time to return to their own Lao Wo Dong Palace.
"It's still comfortable in the East Palace of Chang'an City, but fortunately, the queen mother still didn't let me pay for the repairs to Luoyang Palace, otherwise, it would be another large amount of silver." The pillow was slender and firm. On his long legs, someone sighed with satisfaction.
"Lord... Queen... Then... The cost of repairing your East Palace and Qiyun Hall of Hebi Palace in Luoyang Palace...." Bai Chun hesitated and asked someone who was lying on her lap with eyes closed. He opened his eyes wide, and sat up quickly.
"Prodigal maiden, don't tell me, you are responsible for these expenses." Li Hong asked, staring at Bai Chun's beautiful and delicate cheeks.
Bai Chun blinked her beautiful and bright eyes and looked at someone as if he was about to eat people. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she nodded and said, "Yes, the queen was looking for a slave and maid and said that her Majesty is not rich now. , So I hope the servants can spend the money to repair..."
"You are really stupid, Lin Shiling is now in the Ministry of Households, do you usually have no information to communicate with him? Don’t you know if there is money in the account of the Ministry of Households? How prodigal you are? !" Someone looked at the stunning beauty, couldn't help but stretched out his hand, gently pinched Bai Chun's cheek that could be broken by a blow, and said in a painful anger.
"The slave and maidservant never asked about the Ministry of Household Affairs~IndoMTL.com~If the slave and maidservant were to ask about this matter, you still can't cure me for abusing my power..."
"You are now using your authority indiscriminately..."
"Taiyi City was originally my final say, so much money, but now it’s still being kept, and it’s a good thing to repair the palace."
"Are you stupid, don't you want money for the Lantian medical school? Pei Wanying is still pointing to the medical school. If there is no money to build, Sun Simiao will not find the palace and reason with me? That is not even the father dare to offend , The existence above all the laws of the Tang Dynasty! You, a prodigal fairy, really annoys me!"
"Um...Um..." Bai Chun looked at someone's eyes with the same white light, and just wanted to get up and avoid the claws, but it was still a step too late.
Cherry Little Mouth was the first to be kissed by Li Hong, and there was a familiar feeling of comfort on her chest, which made her feel soft and made her involuntarily hug the person in her arms.
A big hand forcefully made her chest rise and change shape back and forth, and the clothes on her body were also conquered by someone else's hand, slowly slipping off her graceful body, in a short while, Bai Chun perfectly appeared before Li Hong's eyes.