Fang Jun had read an article before, saying that if you want to make the best CP list of ancient emperors and queens, Li Shimin and his wife must reach the top, and they are the kind that ride the dust.

This supreme imperial couple in the world has almost all the conditions for the best CP, childhood sweethearts, like-minded, like-minded, and progressing together...... Even the best screenwriters may not be able to compile such a pair of historical figures, even if time travels through thousands of years, it is already full of positive energy.

They not only love each other deeply, but also are deeply affirmed by public opinion in ancient and modern times, which is the most rare.

Empress Changsun can be said to be unique in history, she conforms to feudal morality, is a rare virtuous queen, the history books mention that she is all praised, and at the same time she and Li Shimin have a very strong relationship, when she was alive, the whole world knew that the emperor and queen had a good relationship, she died, Li Shimin was so sad that he didn't want to give birth to his liver and intestines, and then he didn't stand up, in order to show his loyalty.

The emotions between husband and wife may not be vigorous, but they are stronger than gold and stone.

Whenever he thinks of the voice and smile of the eldest grandson empress, His Majesty Li Er always can't help but climb the tall building, overlooking the undulating mountains of the Nine Mountains and the pine and cypress seedlings planted when the Zhaoling Tomb was built......

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, and the moon night will be short, and the Matsuoka ......

The words are like dragons and snakes, white paper and black ink, stroke by stroke, like a knife cut.

The upper que remembers the reality, the lower que remembers the dream, the combination of virtual and real, there is no rare and beautiful word, but there is endless sadness and longing, lingering affection, desolate and sad, which can be called blood and tears.

His Majesty Li Er stood there stunned, looking at it word by word, sentence by sentence, the tiger's eyes were flooded with moisture, and a sense of sadness and desolation gushed out.

After Fang Jun wrote this eulogy written by Su Shi for his original wife, he put down his pen and stood aside.

He knows too well how powerful this poem is for a Central and Southern man who has lost his love, and the more sincere and strong the feelings, the more heart-wrenching the sad thoughts he can feel.

This first eulogy for the ages perfectly matches the state of mind of His Majesty Li Er.

Yin and yang are separated, life and death are separated, even if you are the emperor of the world, you have to be helpless, and you can't help it......

Chu Suiliang also stood aside, his eyes full of sluggishness.

Although it is famous all over the world for its handwriting, there is definitely a lot of literary literacy, this poem does not have beautiful rhetoric, and the whole article uses white sketching techniques to tell his mood and dreams, expressing his deep affection for his deceased wife, and his feelings are sincere, and there are no traces of carving. The truth is full of sorrow, every sentence is painful, but it is not sticky or sluggish, the ice is clear and jade, it can be said that "there is a sound when the sky is through, and there are tears when the spring is through".

Even if Chu Suiliang is narrow-minded and hates Fang Jun, he has to admit that since ancient times, this article should be the first in the eulogy!

The words are well written, he can pinch his nose and admit it, but the most difficult thing for him to accept is that this mallet pampered will be a weak crown, how can he be so penetrating and familiar with the world's feelings, and write such a peerless article with such a sincere meaning like crying and complaining?

It's really a demon......

Chu Suiliang sighed quietly, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred when he glanced at Fang Jun, as soon as this poem came out, it will definitely take Fang Jun's reputation as "the first genius at that time" to a higher level, looking at the world, there is no one who can compete with the way of poetry.

It is no longer enough to describe Fang Jun's achievements all over the world, and eternal beauty is the real realm......

The room was silent, His Majesty Li Er stood stunned, his thoughts returned to the bits and pieces of the past, it seemed that the voice and smile of the eldest grandson queen jumped in front of him, he wanted to grasp but couldn't grasp it, everything seemed to be a dream fog and seemed to be real and illusory, and a sadness came to his heart and shed tears.

Fang Jun and Chu Suiliang held their breath and stood with their hands tied, motionless.

Outside the window, the sun is slanting, the light is dimming, and shadows are gradually enveloping the room......

Jin Wuxi falls, and night is coming.

"Hoo ......"

His Majesty Li Er let out a long exhale, breaking the silence in the room.

The emperor's voice seemed to be a little hoarse, and his mood was also low, and he said slowly: "I have lost my temper, let the two Qing family laugh." ”

Chu Suiliang hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is affectionate and sexual, Empress Wende knows in the sky, and she should also smile, and she is a model for my generation of Tang Dynasty boys." ”

Fang Jun pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

When it comes to horse kung fu, although he sometimes performs extraordinarily, his skills are still far inferior to Chu Suiliang's shameless old ......

There was no lamp in the room, and in the shadows, His Majesty the Emperor's face could not be seen really, and he didn't know what his mood was at the moment, but I heard him say lightly: "The hour is not early, the two of you should leave the palace quickly." ”

"Whoa."

"Whoa."

The two of them answered, bowed, and took three steps back before turning and walking to the door.

At this time, His Majesty Li Er's voice sounded faintly behind him: "What is the name of this poem?" ”

Fang Jun stopped, turned around and muttered, and said, "The Dream of Jiangchengzi." ”

He has already passed the stage where he is keen on plagiarizing poetry and articles to improve his style in exchange for prestige, but there are always some glittering poetry masterpieces in this world that make your hands itch, and it always feels uncomfortable not to move him out across time......

Moreover, this song "The Dream of Jiangchengzi" was given to His Majesty Li Er and Empress Changsun, which can be regarded as an infamy.

As for Su Shi...... That guy is so talented that even if he doesn't have a few of the best poems, he can write something else that will be passed down through the ages...... Right?

His Majesty Li Er was silent for a long time, raised his hand and waved.

Fang Jun walked out at this time......

The sun has set, the autumn wind blows on the body is a little cold, Fang Jun shrunk his neck and shivered, and was about to go out of the palace to return home, when he saw a few slender palace maids walking on the path covered by the rockery on one side, and they were ......walking towards him with the palace lamp.

Fang Jun raised his eyebrows, and naturally recognized that these two palace maids were the maids beside Princess Changle, so he asked, "But what does Your Royal Highness command?" ”

The beautiful palace maid on the left side lowered her eyebrows, raised her eyebrows with a brocade box in her hand, and said crisply: "Your Royal Highness went out of the city to Nanshan Taoist Temple today, asked for a peace charm, and learned that the house and the horse entered the palace to meet Your Majesty, so I ordered the slave and maid to wait here, give the peace charm to each other, and protect the house and the horse flag to open victoriously and return safely." ”

Fang Jun bowed slightly, took the brocade box with both hands, and said with a bright smile: "Thank you for your Highness Changle, just say that Your Highness's deep friendship is remembered by Weichen, and this peace charm will also be carried with you, and you will not leave for a moment." ”

"The slave and maid can be saved, and the house and horse are sent away."

The two little palace maids were shaken by Fang Jun's smile, their faces were slightly red, and they hurriedly gathered their gifts.

After Fang Jun strode away, the two little palace maids got up, glanced at the direction where Fang Jun disappeared, and sighed in unison.

The palace maid who held the lamp said: "I used to think that His Royal Highness King Wu was good-looking, why do I think that Fang Fei is actually better now?" He's clearly a black face. ”

Another palace maid's pink face was a little flushed under the light of the palace lamp, shook her lips, and said softly: "Your Highness used to be fond of the eldest grandson's concubine, but now he also has a crush on the concubine?" This man, as long as the appearance is not ugly, the most important thing is to have temperament, you didn't see the eyes of Fang Juma just now, shiny and shiny, and I can see that people's hearts and livers are thumping......"

The palace maid who held the lamp smiled coquettishly: "Oh, are you Nizi Sichun?" Seeing that the legs of the horses are weak, it is estimated that if you change to a place where no one is around, you won't even bother to struggle when he pounces on you, so you just let him toss it...... Oh, don't pinch don't pinch, can I make it wrong if I say it? Haha......"

"Dead girl, shut up quickly, if this is heard by others, she won't be able to live!"

The palace maid who was in charge of the lamp was startled, quickly closed her mouth, and there was a lot of sneakiness in the four corners, but she didn't see a figure, so she was relieved.

As a palace maid, to openly talk about a colt in such frivolous words in the palace is to be whipped......

One person was carrying the palace lamp, the other was following closely, and the two of them returned to the Shujing Hall with brisk steps.

Back to the Shujing Palace, Princess Changle is reading a book in the soft collapse outside the bedroom, the candlelight is bright, shining like jade, there is a cup of hot fragrant tea on the coffee table on one side, Her Royal Highness the princess is reclining on the pillow, the wonderful delicate body stretches, and the beautiful lines are beautiful.