When Wu Yuanqing and Changle were whispering on the side, the little princess Ankang peeked at the two of them and said to the sisters: "Sister Changle, how can you remember to recite this poem, isn't it?"

Gao Yang, who has the most straightforward personality, immediately answered: "Do you need to say it, men and women have a spring outing, there is only one brother here besides our sisters, and Sister Changle must have read it to her brother-in-law."

"Gao Yang, don't talk nonsense." Lan Ling glared at Gao Yang fiercely and reprimanded.

"What, how can people talk nonsense, Sister Changle likes her brother-in-law and sister, you don't know." Gao Yang pouted and said.

"Hey, you said, be careful that I hit you." Lan Ling frowned and raised his hand, looking fierce that he would beat you if he talked nonsense.

As a result, Gao Yang was controlled, but he did not guard against the smaller Jinyang. Jin Yang is only a few years old, and he just went to kindergarten in the next generation, although he is smart, how can he know too many taboos.

So when I heard that this poem was read to my brother-in-law by my sister Changle, I couldn't help but cheer: 'Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, my sister just read a poem to you, and you should also send a poem to your sister.'

Click, Wu Yuanqing's jaw almost dropped, and Changle suddenly covered his face with red clouds.

Although there is no one in the palace who doesn't know about the two of us, you just talk about it in private, why do you still say it in front of us. The little son is really not well-behaved, I am still not your brother-in-law, Changle is still not your sister, is there such a trick as you?

"I'm sorry brother-in-law, I didn't watch Jinyang." Lanling embarrassed to explain.

Wu Yuanqing instantly raised his forehead, speechless, what kind of explanation, give you such an explanation, as if we are even more unsightly.

Changle had already run over and rubbed Jin Yang's little face to teach him a lesson, but the other little princesses looked at their brother-in-law Wu Yuanqing with a smile, waiting for his reply.

In the face of a group of ghostly sisters-in-law, Wu Yuanqing had no choice, he couldn't deny that Changle's poem was just sent by feeling, not read to him, so it wasn't that a man didn't have a responsibility, and he didn't want to plagiarize the poem and give it to Changle, looking at Changle's blushing face now, he was going to read it, and it was estimated that Changle was even more shy in front of his sister.

So after thinking about it, Wu Yuanqing felt that it was better to divert this topic, only to see him smile and say: "Speaking of peony, there is also a little legend about your father and emperor, do you want to hear it?"

The little princesses had never heard of their father and the story related to the peony, so they all nodded vigorously and agreed: "Yes."

"Then brother-in-law will tell you about it." Wu Yuanqing smiled and glanced at Changle, who was rolling his eyes at him, cleared his throat and said: "It was a day of heavy snow in the middle of winter, and your father was drunk when he was visiting Houyuan, and he wanted to order a hundred flowers to bloom at the same time in a daze, so as to help him enjoy his wine. He issued an order and said: "Tomorrow morning, travel to the garden, report the spring as soon as possible, and the flowers will be sent overnight, don't wait for the wind to blow." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”“

"And then, then" The little princess of Jinyang urged, and the other princesses also looked at it expectantly, but they didn't expect to listen to a story and listen to a poem by the way, but this story and this poem have never been told by anyone.

Wu Yuanqing continued: "However, all kinds of flowers not only bloom in different seasons, but also at different times. Violets bloom in spring, roses bloom in summer, chrysanthemums compete in late autumn, and plum blossoms compete in winter; Roses and peonies bloom in the morning, and nightshades and epiphyllum bloom at night. Therefore, it is impossible to make a hundred flowers bloom at the same time. But your father is the emperor and the Son of Heaven, and whoever dares not to listen to his orders will not dare to let the flowers dare, so the next day the flowers bloom according to the will against time, but the peony is still dry and withered, standing proudly. Your father was furious, so he demoted the peony to Luoyang. As soon as the peony arrived in Luoyang, it immediately bloomed with its head held high, the flowers were colorful and splendid. Your father was even more angry, and ordered the peony to be burned with fire, but unexpectedly, the peony was burned by fire, but it was even more red like smoke and clouds, slim and elegant, very spectacular. That's why the peonies in Luoyang are more beautiful and famous than other places."

Wu Yuanqing changed the little story about Wu Zetian and Peony in later generations to Li Shimin.

"Wow, brother-in-law, you are so bold, you dare to arrange your father, accuse your father of giving the emperor's orders, and say that Peony is not afraid of power, do you mean Lord Wei with this peony?" It was Gao Yang, who was outspoken again, who spoke first.

This little guy can't talk with his brains, and he directly gave Wu Yuanqing a big hat of slandering the king.

Wu Yuanqing's eyes widened, and he retorted with an expression of how could you think so: "Gao Yang, is your father such an image in your heart?" Brother-in-law is obviously patting your father's sycophant, saying that your father's emperor Chrysostom is full of words, and he follows the law, and even the flowers have to obey orders, but the peony wants to disobey the order and defy the law, and he deserves to be degraded and burned."

"Hmph, clever tongue and strong words, I think what Gao Yang said is what you say."

A cold snort suddenly came from the corner of the entrance of the garden, and Emperor Li Shimin didn't know when he had arrived here.

Looking at Li Shimin who turned out and the old man Wei who followed him, Wu Yuanqing wanted to cry without tears, when did these two goods come, what did they hear.

This Nima is too back, just finished arranging the emperor, and stepped on the peony a few times in order to quibble, but Gao Yang said that the peony represented Wei Zheng Wei Old Man.

Damn, offended both of them at once.

"Father"

"Father."

The princesses shouted happily to salute their father, and Wu Yuanqing also saluted, and asked with a bitter face: "When did Your Majesty come?"

"He who came when he should have come, and who heard what he ought to hear." Li Shimin actually opened his mouth and gave a very Zen answer.

Nima, what do you mean to come, what do you mean to listen, Emperor, you are making trouble.

"Father, father, just now we asked my brother-in-law to send a poem to my sister, but my brother-in-law told us a story about my father and peonies, but we have never heard of it, father, when did you let the flowers bloom at the same time." The little princess of Jinyang shook her father Li Shimin's arm, and sold her brother-in-law Wu Yuanqing clean with a small mouth.

Pit brother-in-law.

Little son, you little girl, did you start mixing in the spy press at such a young age?

Wu Yuanqing was going to cry to death in his heart, and now he doesn't care when the emperor came, anyway, Jinyang, who should know whether he should know or not, has reported it to her father.

After seeing that the emperor heard Changle recite a poem by Zheng Feng Qinwei, his face turned black and he knew that he didn't say anything, just wait to be punished.

"Father, the emperor....." Changle wanted to explain, but Li Shimin waved his hand to prevent her from speaking, looked at Wu Yuanqing and said lightly: "It's been a long time since I've heard you compose new poems, the most recent one seems to be a few years ago, you wrote it when you and Changle were swimming in the canal together. As far as the Sui died for this river, so far thousands of miles to rely on the waves, if there is no water temple dragon boat thing, the total Yu is not more. It's very well written, although Concubine Yang didn't say it, but I know that she is grateful that you can speak up for her father."

Eh, Wu Yuanqing sweated when he heard this, what does the emperor mean by this, is it impossible to turn over old accounts? When I plagiarized this poem at the beginning, I just felt it, and it didn't mean much, I just felt that I had to look at Emperor Yang of Sui fairly, and I didn't accuse the emperor of rebelling with your father. Besides, you didn't say anything when you knew it, why did you bring it up again now and turn over old accounts? It's too ungentleman.

After a thousand turns in his heart, Wu Yuanqing pursed his lips and didn't speak, just stood there and waited for the emperor to announce the verdict.