Great Tang Broom Star

The so-called public anger cannot be committed, Changsun Run knows this truth.

Jia Pingan's words nailed him to the opposition of the majority of officials. He suddenly realized, then became furious, but forbeared it.

It's time for the dog legs.

Wang Qi still had this self-consciousness, he moved his body, and put his legs aside uncomfortably, "Elder Sun Shaoqing is very knowledgeable..."

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Maybe you can compete with Uncle Wuyang in writing poems?"

Wang Qi has a black face.

Just write poetry.

"Shangguan Shaojian has to bow his head when he sees Uncle Wuyang."

MMP, the old man is lying innocently... 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."

or...

Can you be safe?

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

Well!

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.

Well!

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.

"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.

wait!

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.

This is somewhat disrespectful to the old man!

But that's fine too, let the old man brew it for a few more days, and let the old man be ashamed!

Yang Yi then went to Jia Pingan's place.

"Who wants it?"

"Uncle Wuyang is refreshing!"

Shangguanyi said that she didn't feel it, and she had to prepare for a few days to see Uncle Wuyang, and she opened her mouth to ask whoever wanted it.

"Your Majesty will."

Then I'll be perfunctory.

Jia Pingan was thinking about it.

Seeing that he was about to come out, Yang Yi personally waited on the pen and ink, and said by the way, "Your Majesty wants Shangguan Shaojian's poem, and Zhaoyi asked Uncle Wuyang to compose one."

Sister!

I have to think again.

Jia Ping'an narrowed his eyes, picked up the pen for a while, and finished it with one stroke.

Yang Yi took a closer look, raised his head and said, "Great talent! Uncle Wuyang is a great talent!"

Two days later, he went to Shangguanyi again, and finally got the poem.

"Shangguan Shaojian's eyes are red, but he didn't sleep well?"

"The old man is busy with political affairs."

Of course, Shangguanyi would not tell him that he hadn't slept well in the past few days in order to avenge his shame. Lying on the bed, I was thinking about poems. When the inspiration came, I immediately got up and recorded it, then I lay down, and then I got the inspiration again... so tossing until dawn.

"how?"

Shangguanyi asked lightly.

Yang Yi praised: "Good poetry!"

After going out, he shook his head and said, "Uncle Wuyang's is even better."

After two days of rehearsal, the harem was completely straightened out. Jiang Han came to ask for instructions, saying it was a reward.

"Then today, let Taichang Temple prepare the singing and dancing, and come if you have time."

The palace is boring, and the emperor has to give those palace people a chance to laugh, otherwise resentment will be rampant.

Taichang Temple got the order, because it was a matter in the palace, it naturally fell on Changsun Run's head.

The Minister of Taichang Temple sighed: "I don't dare to show my head!"

With such a son of a top-notch dignitary around, he chose to remain invisible on weekdays.

Changsun Run went to the Taile Department, and when he saw the rehearsal, he praised: "Good poems, who wrote them? But Shangguan Shaojian?"

This person's eyesight is not very good! This time the old man has made a meritorious service...Yang Yi said: "Shaoqing, this is Uncle Wu Yang's new work. This poem is lingering. When I listen to it, I immediately think of the girl I loved when I was young and frivolous. At that time..."

When the eldest grandson Run came to Tiantai Mountain, he had a conflict with Jia Pingan. At that time, Jia Pingan said that he was a playboy, and he got a high-ranking official because of his family background, implying that he had no ability.

Many people knew about this matter, but Yang Yi didn't seem to know it, and even got Jia Ping'an's poem at this moment, isn't this a slap in the face?

He said lightly: "Change!"

"What?" Yang Yi is a relatively pure person who likes rhythm, so when he sees a good poem, he can't help but praise it.

Changsun Run's eyes were cold, "Change Jia Ping's poem."

why?

Yang Yi pleaded: "Shaoqing, this is really a good poem!"

Both the musician and the singer looked at Changsun Run eagerly.

For them, being able to interpret a good poem is like the impatient singers of later generations who can interpret a song that is destined to be popular in the world.

Changsun Run frowned and looked at Yang Yi, "If you don't change the poem, you can change the person!"

After he left, Yang Yi squatted on the ground thinking for a long time, holding his head in pain.

He is the director of this performance, watching a good show but not being able to do it, that kind of suffering!

"That's all!"

...

Jia Pingan didn't know about the accident, and even if he knew, he didn't care.

poetry! Isn't it just water?

I have a lot in my stomach.

He sent people to the foot of the mountain to buy a lot of things, cooked a meal himself, and entertained the scumbags Teng and Li Jingye who had returned with the bride price.

The so-called "betrothal money has been handed over, there is no time to regret it", this refers to the legal effect of the marriage letter and the betrothal gift.

Once the woman accepts the dowry gift and the marriage letter, it will be too late to regret it.

This intermarriage certificate is actually similar to the marriage certificate of later generations.

"The Wei family is quite happy, but your father-in-law's eyes are red."

The old man stopped Jia Pingan to say something last time, and Jia Pingan was also moved by his love for his daughter.

"My husband is a good father."

"The Su family is in some trouble. This king declared his identity, but your brother-in-law first questioned..."

Li Yuanying was a little dissatisfied.

Su Neng used to be a member of society, but when he heard that the emissary turned out to be the emperor's uncle, of course he would doubt it.

"Jingye came forward, it made sense anyway, but what did your brother-in-law say... That Wei Shi has been brave since he was a child, and even beat him, Su Shi is afraid that he will be bullied in the past... Hey!"

Li Yuanying's head was full of black lines, "This king explained it for a long time, but Su Xiang is just entangled."

My brother-in-law does have some problems with this.

Li Jingye drank a glass of wine, "You are useless! Let me just say... If she bullies Mrs. Su, wouldn't my brother bully her? Look, Su Xiang immediately laughed."

yes!

If the long legs bully Babyface, I will vent my anger on her.

Of course, this anger has to be vented on the couch.

Li Yuanying said with a smile: "There are dozens of women in this king's family now, every night in the spring, sir, do you want to learn some of this king's methods?"

Jia Pingan said seriously: "I never use external objects."

"This statement is wrong!" Li Yuanying said lightly: "You must know that the joy of the boudoir is also the joy of going to the blue sky!"

Li Jingye frowned, "You stare at a woman on the road, and that woman's back looks good, so you go over and turn around and hand in your hand, saying where is the lady going, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

This shameless scumbag!

Li Yuanying looked embarrassed.

Li Jingye poured himself a glass of wine, and said disdainfully, "That woman's back is like a fairy, and her face is like a ghost. You actually screamed, what are you shouting... I'm blind!"

Li Yuanying said angrily: "I promised to invite you to see Hu Nu shake her butt five times, why are you still saying that?"

Li Jingye said disdainfully: "Your character is not good, won't your brother invite you?"

The scumbag Tengkong is full of tricks, but he can't use them against people like Li Jingye.

That king will force you to death!

Li Yuanying squinted at him, "Do you dare to drink with me?"

Li Jingye picked up a jar of unopened wine, unsealed it, and drank it with his head raised.

Fuck!

Li Yuanying's eyes showed joy, and he thought you should drink it, drink it hard, and see how drunk you are.

After finishing a jar of wine, Li Jingye hiccupped, "It's your turn."

Li Yuanying...

He looked at Jia Pingan for help.

"Don't drink... okay?"

Li Jingye said with a sinister smile: "Even if the crown prince is here today, as long as he agrees, he must finish the drink!"

After a jar of wine went down, Li Yuanying looked normal.

Huh!

This product has a good capacity for alcohol!

Naturally, Jia Pingan didn't go to fight for wine, and ate by the side.

Bao Dong came in quietly, sniffing the aroma of wine and vegetables, and said in his ear, "Someone from the Tai Le Department came to spread the word, saying that it was a last resort, and I am ashamed of Uncle Wu Yang."

Jia Ping just thought about it, and he knew the reason of the matter.

It must be Changsun Run who changed my poem.

This style of doing what you say is really awesome.

However, there is no hundred-day red flower.

There is rain in the sky, and people are crazy... Woe!

Why is Changsun Wuji so unlucky in the end? Does he want to rebel?

Jia Ping'an is unknown, but domineering cannot escape.

"Li Jingye!"

Li Yuanying pointed at Li Jingye, his eyes straightened, "The Su family prepared good wine and good food, you swept them all away, and said that this king ate them. For the sake of my husband's face, this king endured the humiliation, but you... are not a son of man." !"

Li Jingye said contemptuously: "You said it as if you didn't eat it. It was the food and drink brought by Chang'an canteen. Didn't you eat that stewed hoof by yourself?"

"That's..." Li Yuanying waved his hand violently, "I poked the hoof, the chopsticks slipped and hit the ground, the dog raised by the Su family rushed in, bit it away, and ate... I ate something that day. fart!"

Jia Ping'an couldn't help smiling.

Li Jingye sighed: "Today I have meat, I will compensate you."

Eat a piece of meat.

"vomit!"

...

Gong Zheng has a lot of things to do.

Especially after moving to the Li Palace with the emperor, there were a lot of messy things, and there were also a lot of conflicts that arose every day. The female officer below dealt with the small things directly, and she had to deal with the big things.

Wei Wushuang was sorting out the paperwork, and Jiang Han scolded him with a cold face.

"Gongzheng Gongzheng, the palace is the harem, and being upright, I think it is justice! I am in charge of the palace, and I should rely on justice. I will deal with the theft from the empress's side, and I should let go of the concubine Xiao Shu's side? One injustice, then It's pampering!"

The female officer below said awkwardly: "Yes."

"Go."

Jiang Han waved his hand.

She glanced at Wei Wushuang, saw that she was concentrating on writing, and couldn't help sighing slightly.

Why didn't she want Su Ho to monopolize Jia Ping'an?

But Wu Mei had a lot of private conversations with her that day, one of which was the ability of the head of the house.

This Soho can't pass.

And if Su Ho became a big wife, might she suppress other women? If you can't suppress it, then you are doting on your concubine and destroying your wife.

Why!

I am so kind to her now, I just hope she can look at Suho more in the future.

"Gong Zheng, it's about to start over there."

A palace lady came in and said happily: "Wu Shuang, hurry up, there will be singing and dancing soon!"

Wei Wushuang looked up at Jiang Han.

Look, if it was Su Ho, he would probably jump up for joy and run away bluffing.

This is one of the abilities of a woman, to observe words and feelings.

Jiang Han sighed in his heart and threw away those regrets, "Let's go and have a look together."

Even if she is Gong Zheng, she can only hang around in this place in the palace. But she is also a woman, and she is also eager to see singing and dancing, and go out for a walk.

The two got up, packed up the documents and other things, and then went to the front.

Ordinary maids are not qualified to enter the hall, they are just outside.

Jiang Han went in with Wei Wushuang.

A servant stopped him, "Gong Zheng, is there something wrong with her?"

Jiang Han raised his head and said lightly: "I think it's right."

The waiter was taken aback.

"This is……"

Wang Zhongliang came out, and when he saw this, he scolded: "Get out!"

This is Jia Ping'an's future wife, the person Wu Zhaoyi is covering, whoever bullies her, Wu Zhaoyi will give you small shoes to wear.

The servant quickly apologized.

After Jiang Han and Wei Wushuang entered, he salivated, "Wang Zhongguan, this is..."

I was right!

Wang Zhongliang sneered and said, "Look again!"

What are you looking at?

The servant glanced inside, just in time to see Wei Wushuang salute Wu Mei, and Wu Mei got up with a smile and came over with a rare kindness.

Fuck!

"Let's not scold you, turn around..." Wang Zhongliang gave him a cold look.

"Thank you, Wang Zhongguan."

Looking back, Wu Zhaoyi has to deal with us... the servants are terrified.

"Don't work there all day, come and sit with me when you have time." Wu Mei held Wei Wushuang's hand and smiled.

Wei Wushuang was ashamed after all.

"Are you still shy?" Wu Mei looked at her, and couldn't help but think of the time when she entered the palace.

When I was young, I was looking forward to the future.

"I forgot to tell you that the betrothal gift has already been sent, the marriage letter has also been accepted, and the reply letter has also been given."

This is a marriage certificate.

Wei Wushuang took a deep breath, "Thank you Zhaoyi."

Wu Mei said a few words to her, and then Li Zhi came, and then let her go.

Queen Wang and Concubine Xiao Shu also came.

According to the rules, the emperor and queen should sit together.

Li Zhi sat down, Queen Wang sat down, and Concubine Xiao Shu took the first seat below.

Wu Mei looked indifferent and didn't care about these things at all.

"Look." Since Jiang Han hopes that Wei Wushuang will take care of Su He, he naturally wants to show her kindness, so he analyzes it at this time, "You see, the Queen talks to Her Majesty when she sits down, but His Majesty's expression is calm, and she only responds after a few words." But the queen doesn't care, this is to tell everyone that she is still the queen, and no one can surpass her."

Wei Wushuang nodded.

"Look at Concubine Xiao Shu, she can't wait to grab that position, but Wu Zhaoyi just watches, why?"

Wei Wushuang said, "Wu Zhaoyi is magnificent."

"Greatness is one thing." Jiang Han said in a low voice: "A position in the palace is useless. The emperor's favor is the foundation of a concubine's life. What's the use of Concubine Xiao Shu taking that position? Your Majesty is looking at Wu Zhao instrument."

Wei Wushuang was shocked, "Yes."

"Look at Wu Zhaoyi again. Sitting there without looking sideways, she is naturally graceful and has a rare majesty. Look, even the empress's majesty is not as good as her, let alone the domineering concubine Xiao Shu."

A thought popped into Wei Wushuang's mind, "Gong Zheng, the back seat..."

Does His Majesty have the heart to abolish the empress?

"I can't ask about such things." Jiang Han said that he couldn't ask, but analyzed: "The queen has no children."

This is the biggest problem.

"Isn't there a prince?"

From Wei Wushuang's point of view, the position of the queen with the crown prince should be very stable.

"That's a fake child." Jiang Han sighed: "Wu Shuang, you have to remember that people say that a mother is more expensive than a child, but in many cases, the child is more expensive than the mother."

It is very important which woman the prince comes out of! Wei Wushuang couldn't help trembling, "The prince's background..."

The crown prince Li Zhong came from a humble background, but he was born in the palace.

Jiang Han nodded, "The prince's background is humble, even if the queen is accepted as a fake, but you have to remember, the blood is unshakable!"

Even if Li Zhong recognized a queen godmother, in the eyes of the emperor, he was still the son of that palace man.

"I'm coming."

Changsun Run brought the officials of Taichang Temple in to salute, Jiang Han stopped talking.

"let's start."

Li Zhi nodded.

Changsun Run turned around and nodded, and the musician and others entered.

The music suddenly started...