Li Xian's intrusion brought the voices in the room to an abrupt halt.

Tang Ying showed half of his face from behind him, and saw five or six young people in brocade clothes in the room looking at him in unison, and some of the young ones even blushed.

"Lord Wang, who is this?" The first young man who looked slightly older and had a mustache on his lips asked Li Xian. But when his gaze met Tang Ying, he suddenly clapped his hands and shouted, "Could it be...... Shadow girl? ”

Tang Ying stood up and looked at him carefully, looking very familiar, but he couldn't remember which one. The young man was busy and enthusiastically exposed his home, "Under Wang Bo!" Girl, remember, we met in the palace. ”

Tang Ying suddenly remembered that a few years ago, Wang Bo had been in and out of the palace many times as Li Xian's companion. Recognizing this one, Tang Ying probably knew the identity of this group of people, so he put his mind at ease and his expression eased a little. So, she smiled and said, "I've seen Wang Gongzi." It's been a long time, you've grown up. ”

Wang Bo scratched his head embarrassedly and replied, "Yes." But the Shadow Girl is still as young as she was a few years ago. ”

Being greeted like a child by Tang Image, Wang Bo lowered his head a little embarrassed. The other teenagers were hinting at him with their eyes that he was quick to reveal the identity of this beautiful girl. But Wang Bo knew that Tang Ying was a celebrity around Empress Wu, and he didn't know what Li Hong brought her for today, so it was difficult to explain.

Li Xian took the envious and appreciative gazes of his companions into his eyes as if he was enjoying it, and asked Tang Ying to sit on an independent chair outside, and joined the circle of discussion among the teenagers by himself, "She is a good friend." Come, let's continue to talk about ours, don't be restrained. Wang Bo glanced at Tang Ying in embarrassment, and whispered to him: "Lord Wang, isn't this okay?" ”

Li Xian snorted rather dissatisfied, "What? You can't even believe me? Besides, Ah Ying is no longer the same person now, right, Ah Ying! ”

Tang Ying naturally knew that the person in his mouth was Wu Mei, strictly speaking, she was indeed no longer Wu Mei's right-hand man, and she was very curious about what this group of young people were doing. Looking at Li Xian's expectant eyes, she nodded silently.

A relieved look flashed on Li Xian's face, and he patted Wang Bo on the shoulder and said, "Now you can rest assured." Tell me about the recent progress. ”

Wang Bo nodded politely to Tang Ying and began to report to Li Xian. They said that this group was excited, and Tang Ying couldn't hide from it even if he didn't want to hear it. She pretended not to be interested and lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, but some radical words kept drifting into her ears.

Finally, someone said excitedly, "Ming Chongyan, this traitor!" Her heart moved when she heard this, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the young man who spoke.

This person looked no more than sixteen or seventeen, and his face was full of grief and indignation, as if he had a common enmity with his own family. However, Tang Ying listened carefully, what this young man said was only some appearances, or inferences from other people's words, as if he had never seen Ming Chongyan at all. Looking at other people, it has also changed from judging current affairs at the beginning to blindly criticizing Ming Chongyan. Looking at the satisfied and intoxicated look on Li Xian's face, she suddenly felt that this group of teenagers was saying this to cater to Li Xian.

Next, Tang Ying listened to their comments on current affairs, but it was only the level of "angry youth" on paper, and he suddenly felt bored.

After another hour, the excitement of the young people slowly replaced by hunger. Li Xian asked someone to bring food and wine, began to chant poems and compose music, and feasted.

Don't think about it, this group of idlers was raised by Li Xian. As the second son of the emperor and empress, he has always been shrouded in the aura of the more virtuous crown prince. So, he was very childish to find some worship and attachment to him, and even asked for his own "doorman" to raise. These people accompanied him to express their political enthusiasm, but in fact, they were talking things that were not nutritious.

Tang Ying felt that Li Xian was wasting time in Lang.

Seeing Tang Ying's thoughtful expression, Li Xian brought her a glass of wine and said, "Seeing that you are sitting strangely boring, why don't you chant poetry with me!" ”

Tang Ying has studied with Li Chunfeng for many years, and his appreciation of poetry is okay. But after all, he is not a person of this era, and he does not have this kind of charm, so he shakes his head to indicate that he will not.

Li Xian pointed at Wang Bo and said, "You have to have fun when you come out to play." It's better to ask Brother Wang to help you, you just need to say one word, and he will take care of the rest. Anyone else has an opinion, right? Naturally, everyone agreed. However, Tang Ying saw the arrogance of not knowing the world from the eyes of these young people, and it was obvious that their poems were just barely rhyming. This made her determined to suppress the arrogance of these later generations.

Anyway, I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, but I can't really do Song poems. Li Bai will not be born until a few years later, and so will Du Fu, so borrowing their poems will definitely not be compared.

"Come on. You start with that. Wang Bo encouraged her with confidence. Tang Ying pretended to bow his head and pondered for a moment, and said very generously: "One day I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I put together a few sentences randomly, read them out and invite friends to enjoy them."

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

After reciting the poem, the audience was stunned. This poem seems simple, but in fact, the battle is neat and emotional. It's a lot better than their flowery poems that abuse rhetoric.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to take it. Wang Bo, who was the best in Chinese, barely got Shangyun right, but suddenly stopped talking as if he was not satisfied.

Tang Ying's heart was secretly refreshed, the name of the poet immortal was so good? She still asked for your advice very sincerely. How could this group of young people with strong blood be overshadowed by a woman, so they ignored the fairness of the public and wanted to collectively create a song to show their faces.

Tang Ying didn't care about feasting, anyway, she still had a lot of reserves.

Next, the talents said a few more poems, and she easily dealt with the past with these "famous poems". Li Xian's face is getting more and more ugly, but his poetry level is not as good as Wang Bo's, so he can't help much.

After eating and drinking, Tang Ying was not in the mood to spend any more time with them, so he wanted to retire early. Li Xian's face has long been unable to hang up, and all the talented people are also sitting on pins and needles, and when they hear this proposal, they all can't wait to send it off.

On the way back, Li Xian kept silently staring at Tang Ying outside the carriage window. Ah Ying is the person he brought, and it is not a loss of face for them to not get off the stage in front of everyone today. But so many so-called talented elites can't even match a woman, and he still feels a little angry. After thinking about it, he asked, "Ah Ying." What do you think of our judgment of Ming Chongyan today? He never seemed to have heard her talk about politics, so he naturally felt that he could save some face in this regard.

Tang Ying listened and smiled faintly, "Xian'er, after all these years, your personality has not changed. What you are doing now is too naïve. ”