Datang broom star

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p, the old man is innocently lying on the gun... Shangguanyi who happened to pass by was expressionless.

Changsun Run gave Jia Pingan a deep look, and rode away.

Wang Qi was behind, and just as he was about to tell the coachman to leave, Jia Pingan came over.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Qi only felt a dull pain in his lower body.

Jia Pingan glanced at him, "I heard you don't like women anymore?"

In an instant, Wang Qi's face turned red, furious.

What can incompetent rage do?

Jia Ping'an walked away.

Changsun Run brought a group of musicians.

The emperor travels for half a year, you can't expect him to read documents and play with women all day in the palace, right?

There must be entertainment.

Yang Yi, the order of the Taiyue Department, immediately ordered the musicians to practice together.

The sound of music and singing was long, and they immediately entered the palace to relieve the emperor's boredom.

After dinner, Li Zhi took Wu Mei to enjoy the special court music performance.

The musician is good, at least Li Zhi didn't find anything wrong.

but……

Li Zhi waited for a song to end and asked, "Is there a new song?"

Yang Yi bowed, "Your Majesty, the new song... still needs to be practiced."

"Oh!" Li Zhi was very interested, "Whose poem?"

These days, the opening of one's mouth is poetry, and the opening of one's mouth is beautiful. What do you say: I come gently... I guess the emperor will chop you up with a knife.

Shame!

Yang Yi said, "Shangguan Shaojian's new poem."

Shangguanyi is Li Zhi's confidant, upon hearing this, he nodded and said, "That's fine."

well...

Can you be safe?

Wu Mei chuckled and said, "Shangguan Shaojian's poems are good, but my concubine would like to hear a lingering one, is there any?"

Uh!

Yang Yi looked at the emperor, thinking who is calling the shots?

Li Zhi smiled and said, "Then prepare one more song."

"Whose?" Wu Mei asked with a smile, as if it was a song prepared for a party by later generations, asking which celebrity was invited casually.

Uh!

This is a problem.

Yang Yi was thinking about the famous poet on Tiantai Mountain at the moment.

Wang Zhongliang had noticed it a long time ago, so he clicked, "Uncle Wuyang said that poetry is unparalleled."

Wu Mei glanced at him, and she was a little appreciative, "Then let Ping An compose a song."

Yang Yi was surprised, "That's right, I actually forgot Uncle Wuyang."

This woman wants to argue with me here.

Li Zhi nominated Shangguanyi, and Wu Mei immediately nominated Adi.

On the second day, Yang Yi looked for Shangguanyi early in the morning.

"Writing poetry?"

Isn't this easy to catch?

As soon as Shangguanyi heard that the emperor wanted to listen to the music, he immediately felt that the poem was very popular.

"Paper and pen!"

He squinted.

And slow!

He suddenly thought of one thing.

What if Jia Ping'an was also invited?

So should I make a move or not?

In front of the people in the palace, the old man and his poems were sung one after another, and the verdict was decided...

Isn't the old man shameless?

But there must be a good way to test, otherwise it is to neglect the king.

Shangguanyi rubbed her forehead, "How come my thoughts are a little messy today, my mind is full of political affairs, and I can't think of a poem."

He glanced at Yang Yi, "Are you in a hurry?"

"urgent."

The emperor and Wu Zhaoyi want to listen to the new song, this is the most important task for Taichang Temple, who dares to neglect it?

Yang Yi said with a smile: "However, I can go to Uncle Wuyang to ask for a poem first, and the young prison can take it slowly."

so close!

Fortunately, the old man tried it out, otherwise he would lose his face if he just wrote a poem and went to the palace.

But Yang Yi said this, as if Jia Ping'an could write a good poem in an instant, but the old man had to ponder it for several days.