Datang broom star

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"Collection." Jia Ping'an said seriously: "It's good to draw."

"Favorite?" Li Yuanying couldn't help being a little happy.

Jia Pingan then entered the palace.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the palace is also quite difficult, and I... feel the same way."

Li Zhi looked at him coldly, "How do you empathize?"

Uh!

Jia Pingan wanted to express a uncomfortable expression, but...

It is estimated that it will be uglier than a smile.

That's it.

Let's get straight to the point.

"Your Majesty, I racked my brains thinking about how to make money in the palace..."

Jia Pingan glanced at Li Zhi and saw that he was dumb, so he knew that this trick would not work.

but……

"Your Majesty, I feel that there is something wrong with the Qingming Canal."

You finally mentioned something serious... Do you want to plead guilty or deceive me?

Li Zhi sneered and said, "Say."

"Your Majesty." Jia Pingan took out the scroll and said to Wang Zhongliang, "Two people here."

Are you talking to us?

Wang Zhongliang wanted to turn a blind eye, but Li Zhi didn't express his opinion.

The two servants opened the picture scroll.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!

Jia Pingan almost said the wrong line, and after a dry cough, he corrected it.

"Your Majesty, please see."

"This is..." Li Zhi looked at it, "Is this the Qingming Canal?"

"Your Majesty is wise." Jia Pingan said unnutritious words, "Look at this ditch, Your Majesty. It used to be a place where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, but since there were more dignitaries, it has gradually become silted up, and the smell is unbearable. Let alone birds, even Mice won't come."

But mice like this smelly place the most!

Li Zhi smiled, he likes such emotional expressions because he can see the position of his subjects.

"Your Majesty, such a place... How does Your Majesty think the price of the house?"

"Low." The servant who went to investigate said that the place was stinky, and God knows what the hell is under those silts. Some people say that there may be countless corpses.

Thinking about it, I feel that there is no way to live in that place.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Li Zhi frowned. If he hadn't found that Jia Ping'an was very enthusiastic, he would have suspected that the broomstick Xing Songsheng was a trick and a trick.

"Your Majesty, I'm thinking, if you renovate this place, please take a look, Your Majesty."

Jia Pingan pointed to the picture scroll and said: "The Qingming Canal has been dredged, flowers and trees have been planted beside it, and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant everywhere. Your Majesty, please look here. There are benches and wooden tables every other section. Take a stroll here in the morning, and sit down whenever you feel like it." , making tea with your entourage, playing chess with your friends... how pleasant is it?"

"Your Majesty, take a look at this place. There are small surprises everywhere."

"Walk here for half an hour every day. As the saying goes, if you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you can live to 99. But who wants to take a walk by the smelly ditch every day?"

"Living life is an attitude. Walking among the birds and flowers, walking on the green grassy path, all eyes are green. The water is sparkling, women are pounding clothes, in twos and threes. Children are playing in the water, The family members are shouting and calling home. Take a breath, it is full of vitality, and there is still water vapor. Your Majesty, the secular world is troubled, and everyone has the heart to go to the mountains to rest. But where is the mountain? The mountain is in the heart. In this place is Mountain. It's time to recite a poem... I have it."

Jia Pingan paced.

Li Zhi has been moved by the environment he described.

But... writing poems, this was the first time he saw Jia Pingan writing poems, and he was looking forward to it.

It is rumored that Jia Ping'an needs eight steps to compose a poem. Why?

Some people speculate that this person can actually compose a poem in six steps, but in order to respect his predecessor, that is, Cao Zijian, who was rumored to compose a poem in seven steps, he took an extra step.

Sure enough, after eight steps, Jia Ping'an recited: "The bright moon leaves the branches to frighten the magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year, and one can hear the sound of frogs."

interesting!

It's been a long time since such a fresh poem.

Li Zhi couldn't help nodding his head slightly.

As an emperor, he spends all day working on political affairs in the palace, and he longs to go out and wander around freely.

But I can't help myself!

So he also fantasized about such a pleasant pastoral life, and he also fantasized about the days when he would not be an emperor and wander among the mountains and rivers, but...

I can't help myself!

"Seven or eight stars away, two or three o'clock in front of the rainy mountain. In the old Maodian community, beside the forest, Luzhuanxi bridge suddenly appeared."

great poem!

Li Zhi took a deep breath, as if smelling the fragrance of rice flowers, as if hearing the sound of frogs right next to his ears, he even wanted to take a nap at this moment.

"But there's more?"

People are always greedy. After hearing a poem that made him feel comfortable, Li Zhi wondered if he could have it.

But immediately he laughed, "It's hard for you to make such a famous novel. But I still expect a second one, which shows my greed. That's all."

Although Wang Zhongliang doesn't understand poetry, he still enjoys listening to it.

Jia Pingan thought for a while, "I have... again."

Is poetry the garlic?Come as you please.Wang Zhongliang: "..."

Li Zhi...