It is rare for Tang Fei to take a walk with the emperor, and now it is easy to have a chance, and it can be regarded as a little understanding of the emperor's daily life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For some of the emperor's personalities, the performance is also a little more understanding.

Sometimes, most people really take it for granted.

Including yourself, too.

I haven't experienced other people's lives, and I really don't make random comments or conclusions about others based on my supervisor's values or supervisor's assumptions.

That would be irresponsible and stupid.

Tang Fei followed the emperor for a while, and saw the performance of all the concubines like the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers.

There was even a girl who sat under the peach tree and played the guqin!

Guqin, alas!

Such a big guy, how did she think about carrying a guqin on her back during the flower viewing banquet!

In order to compete for favor, it is really hard.

But this girl plays the piano really well.

Tang Fei always felt that he was a relatively good person on the whole, and it was reasonable for him to be loved by the emperor with his talent.

Now Fang feels that he is lucky.

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

Although he knows some cooking skills, the song is good, and the handwriting is good, but if he is really serious, he must be superior to everyone in the harem, except for his face and figure, there is really nothing that will definitely win.

But these two things are the easiest to lose.

People still have to face life with a humble and respectful heart, and when you feel that you are very good and complacent, it is probably the time when you are stupid.

Of course, these thoughts and perceptions are still Tang Fei's subjective assumptions.

In the eyes of the emperor, whether the poem is good or not, whether the piano is played well, how well the dance is, and whether the person looks beautiful or not is really not the most important.

Those who are good at writing poems are showmen, those who are good at playing the piano are Leji, those who are good at dancing are in the official music workshop, and those who are beautiful are Oiran.

These are very commendable talents, but they don't have much to do with love.

Love, to put it mildly, is the collision of soul and soul.

To put it simply, it is suitable, the three views are compatible, everything is in line with your heart, and you are comfortable together.

The most perfect love is to appreciate each other and worship each other.

Just like the emperor and Tang Fei.

With the sound of the piano over there, the emperor and Tang Fei found a small pavilion, and while listening to the sound of the piano, they quietly admired the peach blossoms.

These days, the emperor also knows that his little Fei'er really has no talent for poetry or anything.

Although there is a lot of research, what is made, to give some face, can only be regarded as decent at best.

This is also normal, people always have good and bad at it, no one can be proficient in everything, decathlon.

Tang Fei felt that he belonged to rational thinking, and always considered his powerful relationship first when looking at a thing.

In modern times, she is good at science.

It's still good to let her memorize poems, but if she wants to do it, she is a little lacking in the elegant and romantic feelings that a literati should have.

When I chose an English major in college, it was also because of the English thing, which is the backrest.

It's very simple, for example, Zuo Shufei, Liu Ying and Tang Fei saw a plum blossom together.

Concubine Zuo Shu will probably think of something: 'Ling Han opens alone', 'Pretty doesn't fight for spring', 'A group of people are jealous'......

Concubine Zuo will probably think of some such things, and finally sigh at the concubines, 'vulgar powder'.

What about Liu Ying?

Liu Ying is probably the kind of person who holds the petals while whispering, 'Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, which is when the red face dies of old age. Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and people die, and they don't know ......'

Liu Ying probably feels this way.

What about Tang Fei?

When she saw this plum blossom, the first thing she thought was 'What delicious pastry can this plum blossom be used for?' Plum blossom cake? Or, 'It's good to take a flower petal bath with plum blossoms, it should be very nourishing for the skin.'" ’

Otherwise, it's not easy to plum blossoms, and they are trying to bloom on such a cold day! Then I can't lose, I have to work hard. Since I was born as a human being, I am already too happy, so I want to be grateful and happy and strive to live my life. ’

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Tang Fei is this virtuous character.

'People are short, inches are long,' the emperor understood Tang Fei's virtue, so he was a little worried.

After all, the flower-viewing feast, traditionally, has a poetry composition at the end.

The emperor knew that his little Fei'er was too favored, and many concubines looked unhappy and helpless, so he was afraid that someone would take advantage of this opportunity to embarrass Tang Fei again, so he thought that he would make a poem first and let Tang Fei memorize it, which could be regarded as a cheat for her.

I have to say, Your Majesty, you have thought it too thoroughly.

You're too eccentric.

According to Tang Fei's current identity, the people next to her just want to embarrass her, how can they embarrass her.

At most, I can't get off the stage.

It's just that you protect it like an eyeball, and you really don't want her to suffer such a little grievance.

The emperor is worthy of being erudite and talented, he looked at the crescent white dress Tang Fei was wearing, and thought for a moment that a peach blossom poem was already casually chanted: "The peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like even deep makeup." The spring breeze broke the ribs and blew off the white clothes. ”

In order to facilitate Tang Fei's memory, he deliberately only made a five-character quatrain, instead of choosing a seven-character poem.

The two of them read one by one, like an old master teaching elementary school students.

After the emperor asked Tang Fei to recite it alone, and after checking a piece, Fang relieved his heart.

When the emperor saw Tang Fei shaking his head and reciting poems, he felt very cute, so he smiled and pinched her nose with his hand, and laughed at her again: "Stupid like a little pig." ”

Tang Fei couldn't help but be amazed, thinking that she had studied and practiced hard for so long, and she didn't know how many poetry collections she had read, but it was really embarrassing that she still couldn't make decent good poems.

I didn't want the emperor to laugh at him, so I threw myself into the emperor's arms to cover his mouth, and laughed again: "The world always says 'perfect', I feel that 'perfect' is not good, or 'perfect and nine perfect' is just right." ”

The emperor was afraid that Tang Fei would fall, so he reached out to support her.

But Tang Fei took advantage of the emperor's action, but secretly reached out to tickle him.

The two were laughing together, without the manners of an aristocratic family, when they saw a woman in a lake-green skirt turning out from behind a peach tree.

Seeing the emperor and Tang Fei, he seemed to be startled, and turned around to hide again.

But her dodging movement was too slow.

I don't know if I was panicked or deliberately hit my head on the tree, startling the magpie of a tree.

Such a big movement, even if the emperor and Tang Fei wanted to ignore it, it would be difficult to ignore it.

Tang Fei climbed down from the emperor's body, the two of them dressed neatly, and then went to see the woman in the green skirt, yo, this person Tang Fei still knows, isn't this Zhou Zhaorong.

Zhou Zhaorong saw that the emperor had discovered him, and he didn't hide at the moment, so he stepped forward to greet the emperor: "See the emperor, long live the emperor." (To be continued.) )