In the open space in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Wu Zetian sat in the middle, and there were long tables on both sides of her left and right hands, which stretched far away. Wu Zetian looked at the civil and military officials in front of him, and his mood was very depressed.

Convening this poetry meeting, Wu Zetian had an idea, and she wanted Xue Huaiyi to participate as well.

These days, she has only cared about having fun with the Zhang brothers, and she has snubbed Xue Huaiyi, and she feels quite unbearable in her heart, and wants to make up for Xue Huaiyi through this poetry meeting.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xue Huaiyi, as a monk, is willing to become the head of Wu Zetian, which is very disgraceful. He studied the Buddhist scriptures well, and that was his duty. He led his troops to fight the Turks, and it was his luck that the other side retreated without a fight. He commanded the construction of the Ming Hall, and that was all the credit of others, and he just put his name on it.

Few people know that Xue Huaiyi's poetry writing skills are no less than Shangguan Wan'er, but Wu Zetian knows. Unexpectedly, Xue Huaiyi rejected her because of illness. If others refute Wu Zetian's face, she will definitely not let it go, but Xue Huaiyi is different, she can't force Xue Huaiyi.

Of course, Wu Zetian would not know that Xue Huaiyi studied Buddhist scriptures well, could lead troops to fight, could build a Ming Hall, and could write poems, all because he crossed and brought a library. Wu Zetian would not have known that Xue Huaiyi, whom she never forgot, was a little girl before she crossed over. Xue Huaiyi didn't need her compensation at all, and even wanted to get as far away from her as possible.

The case where Zhang Yizhi was sitting was not far from Wu Zetian. At this moment, Lu Xiaoxian was standing behind Zhang Yizhi.

Luoyang City is not far from Xiangshan Temple but not close, the emperor will arrange it in the palace, but the minister has to come by himself, of course, he must bring some entourage. However, these retinues are not qualified to come here. Lu Xiaoxian was able to come in, and it was specially approved by Shangguan Wan'er.

He looked at Wu Zetian's unhappy appearance, and then thought that Xue Huaiyi did not come, and immediately guessed her thoughts, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.

"Your Majesty! It's time to get started! Shangguan Wan'er reminded Wu Zetian in a low voice.

In any case, the poetry meeting was convened by himself, and the civil and military officials were all looking at him, and Wu Zetian couldn't sweep everyone's interest.

She sighed, stood up with a strong spirit, glanced around and said slowly: "Today's poetry contest is held to let Zhong Aiqing express herself. If the poem is well written, I will be rewarded! ”

Speaking of this, Wu Zetian stopped.

There are many rewards, but what are the rewards?

Because of Xue Huaiyi's absence, Wu Zetian had no interest in the poetry club, and he didn't think about what reward to give at all. But when the words are spoken, you can't go back.

However, this was difficult for Wu Zetian, she took off the brocade robe she was wearing with her hand, and continued to say: "I have a brocade robe here, and whoever writes quickly and well will be rewarded to whom!" Whoever thinks he writes better will come and take the robe. ”

As soon as Wu Zetian's words fell, the civil and military officials burst into joy, all of them rubbing their hands. On such an occasion, what a great honor it is to win the brocade robe!

Some people are eager to try, and naturally some people are shy away.

The people who can come to the poetry meeting today are all masters of writing poetry, how can it be so easy to win the brocade robe. If you can't get the brocade robe and make a fool of yourself, it will be worth the loss. In this case, many people have retreated in their hearts.

Just as everyone was pondering and meditating, Shangguan Wan'er was slowly pacing with her hands behind her back, and her eyes glanced at Lu Xiaoxian behind Zhang Yizhi from time to time.

In the poetry meetings held by Wu Zetian, Shangguan Wan'er presided over and was responsible for judging the merits without exception. The poems that should be made are poems written by the ministers and emperors, and the content is mostly to sing praises of merit. Wu Zetian has been on the throne for so many years, and she can't write any tricks in the poems, so she is not interested. What made her curious was why Lu Xiaoxian wanted to participate in this poetry meeting.

Shangguan Wan'er's gaze, Lu Xiaoxian pretended not to see it, his attention was on a few other people.

There were only three people standing behind the minister, one was Lu Xiaoxian, the other was Xie Yunxuan behind Wu Sansi, and the other was the man in Tsing Yi behind Princess Taiping.

There is no doubt that Xie Yunxuan and the man in Tsing Yi, like Lu Xiaoxian, were specially approved to come here.

Xie Yunxuan was still dressed in white, his face was not shocked, and he threw a knowing smile at Lu Xiaoxian from time to time.

Lu Xiaoxian was annoyed by his appearance, although his teeth were itchy, he had nothing to do, so he could only hate in his heart: Let you laugh, and see if you can laugh later.

Princess Taiping is the youngest daughter of Tang Gaozong Li Zhi and Wu Zetian, the younger sister of Li Xian and Li Dan, and is extremely favored by Wu Zetian, and her power is for a while.

Princess Taiping is in her thirties, plump and strong, with a wide forehead and a big face, and a good appearance. The Tang Dynasty regarded plumpness as beauty, and Princess Taiping was a beauty in the eyes of the world.

However, Lu Xiaoxian's first impression of Princess Taiping was not very good, and he couldn't say why. Lu Xiaoxian's gaze did not stay on Princess Taiping, but looked past Princess Taiping to the man in Tsing Yi behind her.

The man in Tsing Yi is delicate, his face is a little pale, and he is bookish, but he is soft and rigid.

Kindred people!

This was Lu Xiaoxian's first feeling when he saw the man in Tsing Yi.

That's right, the feeling is intense. He dared to conclude that the man in Tsing Yi and Xie Yunxuan, like himself, all relied on stratagem to eat. It is precisely because of this feeling that he pays more attention to the man in Tsing Yi.

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi also scanned back and forth on Lu Xiaoxian, the eyes of the two of them collided together, there was no sword and sword, everything was so casual.

Just when Lu Xiaoxian looked at the man in Tsing Yi, there was already a minister who had finished writing a poem and handed it over to Shangguan Wan'er.

Shangguan Wan'er looked at it, but just shook her head slightly, neither saying good nor bad.

Not speaking is tantamount to denial, Shangguan Wan'er's actions made many people feel discouraged, and even some officials who had written poems did not have the courage to hand over the poems to Shangguan Wan'er.

Zhang Yizhi's poem was also written, and he inadvertently turned his head and glanced at Lu Xiaoxian.

Lu Xiaoxian shook his head at him slightly, signaling him to be calm.

Zhang Yizhi didn't say anything, and turned his head again.

Zhang Yizhi and Lu Xiaoxian's slight actions fell into Shangguan Wan'er's eyes. She became more and more curious, and wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the two of them.

At this moment, Di Renjie's poem was written.

Di Renjie is a minister that Wu Zetian values very much, and this time, Di Renjie did not disappoint Wu Zetian.

Shangguan Wan'er and Wu Zetian expressed their satisfaction with Di Renjie's work, and nodded while listening.

Shangguan Wan'er glanced at Wu Zetian, since His Majesty was satisfied, she didn't care, and immediately announced: "Di Ge's old poems are well written, and this brocade robe is ......."

"Wait!" Suddenly, someone interrupted Shangguan Wan'er's words.

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, and it turned out to be Liang Wang Wu Sansi.