Li Yifu has not had a good time lately. After being fooled by Li Zhi for a while that day, he originally expected Empress Wu to help, but who knew that Empress Wu immediately reprimanded him fiercely after reading the letter, and in the end, the letter he lost still did not get his hand.

If it were as usual, he would definitely change his way to toss the local magistrate, but Han Quan was already a person who had registered in front of the emperor, and if he made a rash move, it would only cause more trouble. And these are not the biggest problems, the most serious problem is that Shangguan Yi seems to be full of trade, and he is-for-tat with him everywhere.

Since the royal car is slowly traveling all the way back to Chang'an, it is inevitable to stop at some scenic places for a while, and at this time, the minister naturally needs to compose poetry and harmony. Although Li Yifu is slightly inferior to Xu Jingzong in terms of literary talent, the poems he makes have always been known for their magnificence, but now there is an extra Shangguanyi who steals the limelight, and his poems are suddenly lagging behind one place.

Because Xu Jingzong is a veteran minister, even if the poem is not as good as Shangguanyi, Li Zhi will always give some face and be rated as the leader, Shangguanyi occupies the second, and Li Yifu naturally has to succumb to the third, as for the other prime ministers, he doesn't bother to pay attention to it, the only thing he cares about is being dominated by Shangguanyi.

On this day, because of a Yongqiu poem, two prime ministers and a quasi-prime minister fought in the ring again. Although it is a poem that should be made, the test is also urgent, and Li Yifu happened to think of a poem when he saw the martial arts queen yesterday, and he immediately rushed to the front at this moment.

"The golden micro-condensate festival, the jade law should be clear. Bian Ma Qiu was anxious, and Zheng Hongxiao was oblique. Close the tree withered leaves, stuffed grass and fell cold flowers. The fog is dark and the scenery of the long river, and the clouds are dark and the desert is sandy. The river is deep and the road is difficult to cross, and the river is overlooked. Desperately looking for smoke to drift, far away and frightened. The frost knot blows in the dragon city, and the water shines on the turtle forest moon. The sun is still cold in summer, and the frost and spring have not stopped. Rui is Gao Zichen, and it is clear that it reflects Xuanque. ”

Shangguan Yi has always been called by Li Zhi as a quick and talented person, where was he willing to be robbed of the limelight by Li Yifu, and he immediately chanted loudly when he frowned: "The palace tent is clear of the heat, and the road contains autumn yin." The bleak wind moves the Han building, and the flowing water flows into Yuqin. The clouds fly to send off the geese, and the moon is clear and sparse. The sound of dripping dew branches, the sky is covered with smoke deep. ”

For Xu Jingzong, who has always enjoyed special treatment, it doesn't matter whether he is in the last and poetry, he is the oldest and the oldest, so naturally there is no need to compete with young people in general. Therefore, he just watched Shangguan Yi and Li Yifu staring at each other, but he kept slowly brushing his beard and looking at the sky until he finally walked slowly to Li Zhi's side.

"The autumn is deep, and the cold window is full of chrysanthemums. The waves are coming, and the geese are returning in autumn. The moon pods are still falling, and the cloud branches seem to be reversible. Ning Chen reads the acres, and the view is slight. Saint Jing Tao is a philosopher, and it is not against the innate forgiveness. ”

After the three of them finished writing, the rest of the ministers naturally followed one by one with their carefully concocted poems for Li Zhiwu to comment. In this kind of matter, Empress Wu has always let her husband call the shots with a smile, so she completely ignores Li Yifu's eyes - it's just a small matter of poetry, if it is because of this kind of thing and Li Zhi, it will not do her any good.

"Xu Qing's autumn twilight words, allegorical in the scene, is indeed a masterpiece, Shangguan's poem is gorgeous and charming, and his skills are also quite extraordinary. Well, Li Qing's song is also quite good. ”

After a round of evaluation, when it was the turn of the three prime ministers, Li Zhi said something like this. Shangguan Yi was elated, Xu Jingzong was also smiling, only Li Yifu responded with a smile, but he gritted his teeth a little in his heart.

While everyone was feasting and laughing, an attendant suddenly came from the outside and presented a few letters with both hands. In order of importance, they are Li Jibao's peace, as well as Li Xian and Helanyan's family letters.

Li Zhi swept Li Ji's letter, naturally put down his thoughts, casually handed Helan Yan's letter to Empress Wu, opened Li Xian's letter himself, and laughed after just one glance: "This virtuous child is really good at messing around, I practiced the palace maid last time, and now I am addicted." Do you remember Qu Tutong's granddaughter, the one who is quite good at polo? ”

"Of course the concubine remembers that she is very majestic on the polo field." Empress Wu was no longer surprised by Li Xian's nonsense, and at this time she couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that Cheng Xian'er provoked others again?" She seems to be ten years older than Xian'er! ”

"Not really!" Li Zhi laughed dumbly when he heard this, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Although this girl is a woman, she has the martial style of the ancestor, and she actually wants Xian'er to help her train a group of maids so that she can hunt in the future, of course, it also means to show off." Not only that, I heard that she gave an order, and all the children of various families who were not doing their jobs were gathered by her to the Li family. Although Li Qing didn't say anything in the letter, he was probably complaining in his heart! ”

"Is that so?" Now Ziwu Empress couldn't help but be surprised, she was so strong by nature, and now when she heard that Qu Tushen was so powerful as a girl, she couldn't help but be a little curious, "Can that virtuous person lower him?" ”

The emperor and queen did not avoid the ministers below when they spoke, so many people started to talk about it. Shangguan Yi didn't care about this, Xu Jingzong had a glimmer of light in his eyes, and frowned slightly, as for Li Yifu, his face was full of haze. Regarding the change in everyone's faces, Li Hong, who was sitting behind Li Zhiwu, could see it clearly, and secretly saved his thoughts.

"Don't worry, our son, are you still afraid that he will suffer?" Li Zhi smiled and handed the letter to Empress Wu, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked for Helan Yan's letter from his wife. When he opened it, this surprise was not trivial, and after staying for a long time, he finally laughed. This smile was not only inexplicable to the Empress Wu, but even the other courtiers were stunned.

"Hahahaha, I am here to review Zhuqing's wonderful poems, and I didn't expect Yan'er to send a masterpiece by Xian'er. Wonderful, it's wonderful, I'll read it to you! ”

After saying that, he stood up and read aloud: "Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring." May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely! ”

Flicked the letterhead, Li Zhi was in a good mood, and naturally brought out a little banter in his tone: "I didn't expect Xian'er to have such a masterpiece at a young age!" However, giving such a poem to Helan really responded to a sentence in the "Book of Songs", My Fair Lady, Gentleman! ”

The emperor praised him like this, and the ministers below naturally did not hesitate to praise him, and a lot of flattery suddenly blurted out without his brain. Of course, Li Xian, who was far away in Chang'an, would not know that without his knowledge, Helan Yan had already sold him to Li Zhi.