Chapter 6: Writing Poetry (Part 1)
Li Chengqian followed the assassin to take a look at the land he had bought, and arranged for two guards to stay there and be responsible for building the hotel. Satisfied, he took the remaining guards and returned to the palace.
Of course, before coming back, Li Chengqian handed over all the money to the two guards. Thinking of Li Chengqian, who didn't have a penny on him, he was very happy at this time.
Back in his own Taiji hall, where a eunuch stood.
As soon as the eunuch saw Li Chengqian's carriage, he immediately stepped forward,
"His Royal Highness the Prince, Your Majesty said that when you come back, you will go to the Lizheng Palace immediately." The eunuch said respectfully, and after saying a salute to Li Chengqian, he walked away by himself.
"Your Majesty? Li Shimin?" Li Chengqian said suspiciously.
Doubts are doubts, Li Chengqian is still very much looking forward to meeting his father in this world.
After simply arranging a few guards around him, Li Chengqian ran towards the Lizheng Palace. Of course, in terms of Li Chengqian's ability, he can only trot. Run faster, firstly, Li Chengqian's physical strength will definitely not be able to keep up, and secondly, Li Chengqian is afraid that he will fall while running, and then he will fall to his death... After all, Li Chengqian's current health points are only 3.
To be honest, the ancient imperial palace was really very large. Even if it was a trot, almost walking at a speed, Li Chengqian was sweating profusely, and he was about to collapse before he arrived at the Lizheng Palace.
"The prince has arrived" Seeing Li Chengqian in front of him, the palace maid outside the door shouted.
"Thank you." Li Chengqian said politely.
After saying that, Li Chengqian regretted it a little. He looked to the side carefully and was relieved to make sure that no one was there.
In ancient times, it was a society in which men were superior to women. Especially the status between the prince and the palace maid is a heaven and an underground. Just the word thank you was heard. The palace maid must be severely punished.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, this is what a slave should do." The palace maid smiled softly at Li Chengqian, and said a little shyly.
Seeing this, Li Chengqian's heart hung even tighter. It's okay if the palace maid doesn't speak, but if she says this kind of thing, if she is heard, she will be beheaded.
However, Li Chengqian really regretted it at this time. He didn't want to behead an innocent and kind palace maid because of himself. Moreover, the age of the palace maid is only a few years older than Li Chengqian, a young girl in the flower season in the previous life, and she is going to enter the palace early in this life. Li Chengqian looked at it with an indescribable taste.
However, this is not something that Li Chengqian alone can change. In the previous life, the mentality of male superiority and inferiority of women completely changed, and nearly a hundred years have passed. Li Chengqian does not think that he will live to make these changes.
However, it is also fortunate that this is in the harem. The harem is not allowed to outsiders to enter. So, don't worry too much.
"This is the Tang Dynasty, and I am the current prince. In the future, you must pay attention to your words and deeds. Li Chengqian thought secretly in his heart.
After all, in the 21st century, men and women are equal and polite have lived in society for more than 20 years. It's not easy to change it.
"Hmm." Li Chengqian nodded and walked into the Legislative Palace.
As soon as he entered the Lizheng Palace, he saw Empress Changsun standing quietly behind a man with a majestic face.
The man was dressed in a dragon robe and had a crown on his head.
Even if Li Chengqian stood on the side, he could feel the aura of a tyrant coming from the man.
This is Li Shimin.
"Son, meet my father and queen mother." Li Chengqian saluted the two.
"I'm exempt." Empress Eldest Sun looked at the sweat on Li Chengqian's forehead and remembered Li Chengqian's fragile body. Immediately, the anger that was still full disappeared. Said gently.
“。。。” Hearing what Empress Changsun said, Li Shimin's eyes widened and he looked at Empress Changsun helplessly. The look seemed to say. What if you want to teach this stinky boy a lesson?
Immediately, I saw the gentleness of the eldest grandson queen.
"Hey, what a loving mother and a loser." Li Shimin sighed secretly in his heart, and then glanced at Li Chengqian angrily, and said coldly.
"Get up."
"The retainers obeyed." Li Chengqian stood up.
"I don't know what happened when my father summoned his sons late at night."
"I heard that you made a poem for your mother?" Li Shimin said indifferently.
"Yes." Li Chengqian nodded, and secretly looked up at Empress Changsun, wanting to know what was going on.
As a result, as soon as Li Chengqian looked over, Empress Changsun looked up at the sky. It looks like he doesn't know anything.
"You kid is so bold, just write a poem for your mother, but if your father wants you to do it, you won't do it?" Li Shimin slapped the table, "Give you a pillar of incense time, if you don't make a poem, I'll beat you on the board." The queen went to light incense. ”
Empress Eldest Sun gave Li Chengqian a helpless look, and took out a stick of incense and lit it.
“???” Li Chengqian's face was full of doubts, what is this called, he is jealous for a long time??? He also eats the vinegar of one of his sons. Li Chengqian couldn't help but be a little speechless, but glanced at the incense not far away. Li Chengqian began to seriously search for poems in his mind.
Although it is impossible for Li Shimin to make a dead hand, Li Chengqian is not sure that his body can withstand a few boards. As he was fighting, he saw Lord Yama inexplicably.
After all, Li Chengqian is from the 21st century, and there is still something in his head. At least, there are still hundreds of Tang and Song poems.
Soon, Li Chengqian found a poem by Bai Juyi.
"The son reports to his father, and the poem has been written." Li Chengqian said.
"Oh?" Li Shimin glanced at the incense that had just been half burned, and continued curiously. "Read it and hear it."
Empress Eldest Sun was also curious.
"There are two swallows on the beam, male and female. Between the two rafters of the mud, one nest gives birth to four children.
The four children are long day and night, and the sound of food is diligent. Green worms are not easy to catch, and there is no saturation period for yellow mouths.
Although the claws are desperate, they are tireless. It takes a lot of time to come and go, and I am afraid of hunger in the nest.
After 30 days of hard work, the mother and thin chicks gradually gained weight. Muttered words, brushed sweaters one by one.
Once the wings are formed, lead to the branches of the garden. Raise your wings and don't look back, and fly with the wind.
Male and female chirped in the air, and the sound was not returned. But into the empty nest, chirping all night sad.
Yan Yan'er should not be sad, and you should think about yourself. Sir is the day of the chick, and when he flies high and carries his mother. Parents read it at that time, and you should know it today. ”
After reading a poem, Li Chengqian felt that his poem was a bit too sycophant. not only wrote about Li Shimin, but also included Empress Changsun.
"Green worms are not easy to catch, and there is no saturation period in the yellow mouth. . ." Li Shimin and Empress Changsun recited the (plagiarized) poems written by Li Chengqian together, and they couldn't wake up from the shock for a long time.
Looking at his parents, shocked by his talent, Li Chengqian was very happy.
As the head of a country, Li Shimin naturally has a deep cultural foundation. As soon as this poem was read out, Li Shimin was shocked. Although, it can't reach the level of a famous article through the ages. However, there is also a different flavor.
At this time, Empress Eldest Sun was completely impressed by her poor child. The two poems were written into the heart of the eldest grandson empress. It is precisely because of this that the eldest grandson queen is even more uncontrollable. Listening, listening, even tears fell from my eyes.
"Father, I don't know what kind of poems are written by my sons."
PS: It's been two days since the break, so today 2 more. I would like a recommendation ticket and storing