In the straight hall of this branch courtyard, people come and go, there are many affairs, old things are not over, and new things are coming.

Shangguan Wan'er sent a document to Lichun Palace, and when she returned to the straight hall, she found that several female officials had gathered near her case, and the plain note where she had written poems was being passed on by several people.

"The talent is back!"

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er walking in, a female official clapped her hands and smiled. Looking at the demeanor and tone, this title is a pun, not only greeting Shangguan Wan'er, but also praising her talent: "Sneak a peek at the new work, don't be guilty!" ”

Shangguan Wan'er just smiled after hearing this, and she would naturally put away the really important handwriting properly, and would not put it on the case at will. But I heard that the female official misunderstood that this was her poem, and she was about to explain, but she heard the other party say: "Compared with the later work, I still prefer the previous work." ”

"Oh? Why is that? ”

Shangguan Wan'er was surprised when she heard this, and asked as she walked back to her seat. On that piece of paper, the front is written the original poem of King Yong'an, and the back is written the poem revised by Shangguan Wan'er.

"Shangguan talents are poetic and elegant, and they are known in the palace, and they must produce excellent works. How dare I show off the reviews, I just think that compared to the later work, the previous work is more interesting and vivid, as if I am in this, the rain is fresh, the butterfly dance is cool, and it seems that the summer and summer heat have been taken away a little ......"

To be able to work in the Zhiyuan Straight Hall, naturally not an ordinary woman, proficient in literature and science is the basic, and the corresponding literary literacy is also there. The female official said that she didn't dare to show off, but she also made her feelings clear. As soon as Fang Fang spoke, several other people also echoed.

"The first work is interesting, so the second work is lacking in appreciation?"

Shangguan Wan'er took back the paper casually and asked quietly, forgetting to explain the poem's belonging for a while. She looked down and read her poem again: "There are no leaves between flowers before the rain, and there are no leaves after the rain." The butterflies flew over the wall, but they suspected that spring was in the neighbor's house. ”

For this poem, Shangguan Wan'er was actually a little dissatisfied, but felt that it was still lacking in elegant painting and lost in plainness. For example, her grandfather Shangguanyi has the old sentence "green mountains cage snowflakes", the first reading only feels that the rhetoric is out of balance, but if you taste it carefully, the remnants of snow in early spring are scattered in the mountains and forests, and they are shrouded and imprisoned by the vigorous and vibrant green mountains, which is the real ingenuity of writing scenes.

However, people come and go in the straight hall, and Shangguan Wan'er can't bear to make more exquisite carvings, but in her own opinion, this changed poem is better than King Yong'an's previous work in terms of shape and rhyme, and it does not destroy too much of the interest of the previous poem, which is also acceptable. Now it is unanimously believed by several female officials that the former work is better than the later work, and there is more or less the idea of winning in my heart.

After the work is neatly recited, the spirit is naturally more sufficient, but it is locked in the word, but it is not easy to make people feel reverie. Probably because of the summer steaming people, chasing love spring rain, the previous work is not so much to guide people into the country, but it is more to hook people's hearts and make up for leisure, but it is difficult to think about it, so that people have a sense of poetry and interest. If I can have such a poetic sense of Shangguan talent, I probably can't help but pick up the pen and repair again, and strive for excellence. ”

It was Yu Zheng Di who said this, and his appreciation for Shangguan Wan'er's talent was beyond words. After all, being proficient in literature and science and being talented in poetry are two different things, and anyone can say a few words about right and wrong, but it is even more difficult to rhyme into a poem. Shangguan Wan'er's poetry is also a leader among the female officials, which can be described as a family heirloom, which is endless.

Hearing Yuzheng's evaluation of excellence, Shangguan Wan'er reluctantly accepted.

She doesn't have to compete with King Yong'an, after all, her own age and experience, and her ability to learn poetry have been cultivated, and there is no need to compare with King Yong'an, but the one-sided evaluation just now made her feel a sense of isolation that was difficult to hear, and she felt that she was being ignored and a little unacceptable by her hard work.

But at the moment, it is not good to say that this poem was written by King Yong'an, so as not to be misunderstood as belittling others and exalting himself. It was just a trivial matter, Shangguan Wan'er put away the paper casually, and the other female officials also went to work separately and stopped arguing.

But Shangguan Wan'er didn't expect that there was still an aftersound about these two poems, and the aftersound was not small.

A few days later, a new group of female officials entered the palace, in order to let them integrate into the new identity as soon as possible, the god emperor took time out of his busy schedule to give a banquet to a group of female officials in the corridor hall of the branch courtyard.

In the afternoon of the banquet, it coincided with a shower, the world was washed after the rain, the garden was fresh, the emperor was occasionally interested, the palace gave a poem, and ordered the female officials present to take the edict and take the exam, and also saved the meaning of the new female officials in the examination school.

It's just that when it was the turn of the female official of the Yuanbenzhi Academy, Yu Zhengwei Di said: "The concubine is lacking in talent, and she can't be strong, for fear of hurting His Majesty Yaxing, please make peace with the above officials and talents." ”

This reason is just ordinary, Shangguan Wan'er is famous, but there are only a few female officials who can quickly become a poet after all. The Divine Emperor is occasionally elegant, and the lack of people in the palace is not beautiful, so she often asks Shangguan Wan'er to respond, which is also one of the reasons why she is very popular.

The Emperor does not have the prestige of the outer court in the palace, and he is also kind to the female officials, wearing a purple and gold large-sleeved shirt and skirt, and the woven feather shawl decorated with beads and colors between the arms of his hands is shining, like a Milky Way flowing around his body, plump and beautiful, not inferior to anyone present.

She smiled and pointed to His Royal Highness's Di Di, and motioned to the maid Wei Tuan'er to pour a full glass of wine on her desk for Di Di's family, although she complained, but she revealed a sense of familiarity and informality: "Madame has become a habit of escaping poetry, so she should drink a cup by herself and recite it again." ”

The Di family gave wine and thanked him, and then slowly recited, it was Shangguan Wan'er's "Yuqing" that he saw a few days ago, while reciting, he also looked at Shangguan Wan'er and signaled his head.

Hearing that the Di family used this poem, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but have a bitter word for a while, she and the Di family were still being tested by the God Emperor because of the Yong'an Wang family, but she didn't expect to be inadvertently entangled even deeper.

The poem "Yuqing" does not belong to the style of Ying Zhao's poems at all, but it is obvious that Di Di does not know the difference between them, and casually uses them to deal with the past. After all, they are just female officials who are completely attached to the Emperor of God, not those Qing ministers in the outer court, and the quality of their poems and essays does not have much impact on their own circumstances.

However, fortunately, the poem used by Shangguan Wan'er was also a little lucky, which made her feel a little lucky, but also secretly happy, which shows that in her mind, she also felt that her poem was better than the original.

However, Shangguan Wan'er's happiness and joy did not last long, because the next female official who should be with him recited the poem "Yuqing" with the same title, which was naturally the original work of King Yong'an.

Not to mention Shangguan Wan'er's bitterness in her heart, the Divine Emperor originally leaned on the royal bed, and after listening to the poems recited by the Di clan, he did not have any special expression. But after hearing the other female official reciting the same title "Rain and Clear", she couldn't help but sit up, raised her eyebrows slightly, pointed at Shangguan Wan'er and said with a smile: "Living in summer Wing Chun, it's already a strange." Wan'er is still interested in writing two poems in a row, but this latter question should be the previous work, right? ”

Shangguan Wan'er stood up respectfully, and when the matter came, she could only come down, and she didn't dare to mention that the original poem was the king of Yong'an, so as not to disturb the interest of the god emperor, so she only secretly apologized in her heart.

It is common for the Tang people to compose poems, and it is common for them to write multiple poems, but the meaning of these two poems is so similar, it is obvious that they are dissatisfied with the previous work and continue to carve and embellish them.

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er nodding yes, Wu Zetian laughed: "One question and two works, the former should be inspired by feelings, innocent and fun, and the latter is poetic and more work-like." But there are the previous poems first, and the later carving is not necessary.

Before the rain, I saw the stamens between the flowers for the first time, and it can be seen that I cherish the flowers, and I see the micro stamens, and it is a pity that the flowers fall in the rain. Before the rain, there are no flowers and leaves, although Bi Yan is full of flowers, and spit out the fragrance to cover the leaves, but it is just a hurried glance of the ordinary visitors, and it is not as good as the insight into the love of the stamens and cherishing the flowers. Although it was neat, it lost this interest, but the vulgar scenery and artistic conception have been far from declining......"

Hearing the Divine Emperor's comment, Shangguan Wan'er's heart was already shocked. There were many female officials present who also participated in the discussion the day before yesterday, especially the female official who spoke on behalf of the person who couldn't help but high-five and admire: "Shangguan is a talented person, and the concubine loves the previous work more, and she can't choose words to praise her excellence because of her clumsiness." His Majesty the Emperor of God has witty words and poems, and the concubine knows the fine stamens among the flowers she loves. ”

Shangguan Wan'er was even more silent after hearing this, she only chanted and felt from the aspect of words, and felt that the stamens between the flowers and the flowers at the bottom of the leaves were suspected of being strong, which was not in line with the beauty of the palindrome.

At this moment, when I heard the comments of the God Emperor, I felt the interest of looking down at the flowers and the thin stamens were far from being comparable to the distant view of the flowers and the flowers under the corridor.

There are no leaves between flowers before the rain, and there are no leaves at the bottom of the flowers after the rain, and the neatness is neat, but as the emperor said, the vulgar scenery is dull and ordinary. The difference between the first sentence of the upper couplet and the leaf is that it does not enter the heart, and those who can enter the square inch will be moving.

The Emperor's comments did not stop there, and continued: "The butterfly flies over the wall, the word flying implies searching, the small things are the same as me, they all love flowers, they don't see it, and they fly away over the wall." The word 'Fanfei' is only a restless one, the scenery is lost, and there is no previous love, which is really a stupid word for bad poetry. It should be suspected that the spring is in the neighbor's house, the wonder lies in the lack of confidence of the viewers, the butterfly and the small thing, and I have a love for it, although I abandon this and leave, I don't want to ridicule its stupidity, only make a guess of 'should be, or'. The word 'but', although it cuts the rhyme, only laughs at the fool in vain, complains and ridicules it, but the rest of the feelings are a big loss......"

The more Shangguan Wan'er listened, the more cramped her mood became, if she was reluctant to explain clearly at first, because she was afraid that mentioning King Yong'an would disturb the Divine Emperor's taste, then now she is really ashamed to admit it. Originally, she thought that her poem was neat and tidy, and it had surpassed King Yong'an's previous works a lot, but under the comments of the God Emperor, it was useless.

If the comments of others could not convince Shangguan Wan'er, then the evaluation of the God Emperor really made her speechless. It's not just because of the fear of the Divine Emperor's identity, but because of the heartfelt admiration and reverence for the Divine Emperor's level of appreciation.

Our Lady of God and Emperor is not only a scheming side of power, but also has a very high literary literacy, and loves carving insects, otherwise he would not have been sincerely surrendered by scholars in the early years, so he organized a group of Beimen scholars to cheer for him.

The longer he was in power, the more virtuous the government and the opposition were for his appreciation, and it was natural to evaluate one or two small poems as good or bad.

After evaluating this little poem, Wu Zetian's next words made Shangguan Wan'er's hair on the back of her neck explode: "This topic is a combination of two poems, the former is interesting, and the latter is working, but they are not Wan'er's usual poetic style, how can you be fun and occasional, and make this recitation?" ”