Yang Chengyou, who is a martial artist, has not yet reacted, he said: "Little sister, listen to your father's words." ”

You've arrived at the door of someone's dormitory, and if you make any more trouble, you'll be a big leak.

walked in and fell to the ground: "See His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"General Yang, little lady Yang, please get up." Li Wei said. Glancing at the brother and sister, Yang Chengyou is in his thirties and looks very handsome. This fiancée is even more glamorous, with a pair of big black eyes, smart and energetic. There are two pieces of pink on the cheeks, and below is a pair of small dimples, melon seed face, cherry mouth, shoulders are shaved, bee waist and long legs, and she is wearing a lake-green floor-length dress. The age is known, fifteen years old.

Li Wei lost his mind slightly, but he didn't see what kind of beauty in his previous life, at least he saw it on TV. Of course, this girl is already beautiful and definitely a stunner. But Li Wei quickly came back to his senses. Then he commanded, "You may be seated." ”

"Don't dare," Yang Min raised his head, still the same as before, his face was pale, his body was thin, and his attitude was gentle, and he reluctantly whispered: "I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was seriously ill a few days ago, and the concubine only heard the news yesterday, so she didn't come to visit in time, and asked the prince to forgive her sins." ”

"Little lady Yang, your father, as Wei Weiqing, was on duty in the palace, and I only heard yesterday that the prince was seriously ill, so it's strange." Bi'er said coldly.

At the mention of this fiancée just now, Bi'er began to be indignant.

But also, because of his own illness, even the eunuchs around him are consciously or unintentionally far away from him. As the child of an official eunuch, this girl's background is not bad, and her appearance is like this, even if she is the prince, she may not be willing to do this family business.

He said, "Bi'er, don't be rude. Come on, tea. ”

"Prince, you're welcome, we don't dare to be," Yang Chengyou was pushed up by Bi'er, very embarrassed.

Li Wei didn't know what Li Hong had with them before, and he didn't know what to say, so he was silent for a while. But Bi'er said next to her: "Actually, Your Highness, the slave maid thinks that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl are still very pitiful, and they can only meet once a year." ”

This is deliberately embarrassing the Yang family brothers and sisters, of course, it is Li Wei who has become more and more fond of her in the past few days, so he gave her courage, but in the final analysis, it was for Li Wei to fight for injustice.

"That's okay, Bi'er, I saw General Liu yesterday and thought of those soldiers on the front line, some of whom may be stationed on the frontier, and they will not be able to reunite with their wives and children for ten or twenty years. But without the sacrifice of these soldiers, how can we people in the Tang Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment? You take a small drum. ”

"All right," said Bi'er, happily going out.

Yang Chengyou stabbed his sister with his elbow, and Yang Min had no choice but to ask again: "Prince, how is your health these days?" ”

"Okay."

"During these days, the weather has been hot and cold, and the prince is not in good health, so he must pay more attention."

"Yes, the Spring and Autumn Festival, the most susceptible to wind and cold, this time I took a turn before the ghost gate, and Lone already knew to be careful. But thank you for your concern. ”

Thank you for your concern? Although it's very polite, how can it sound so raw? Could it be that this sick prince is dissatisfied with himself? Yang Min is still young, although people are civilized early at this time, and some teenagers are officially in charge at the age of fourteen or fifteen. But after all, it's just a teenager, well, take out the poems written by Fang Qing and Li Bai in the afternoon and show it to her, and at a glance, you can see that the poems written in the afternoon are bad poems, and Li Bai writes good poems, but after all, the affairs of the world are still poor. Yesterday I gave my dad a political lesson, and before the morning came, I took another political lesson, and I was still dizzy now.

She raised her head and glanced at Li Wei, with a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't look angry.

The smile was very polite, just like his words, warm as jade. They have also had a few handovers before, but Li Hong was not like this at that time. Feeling Li Wei's life, a disappointment suddenly rose in the little girl's heart.

Bi'er brought a small drum, Li Hong took it, put it on the table and said, "Bi'er, let me say, Zifei fish, the joy of knowing fish?" In fact, maybe although the Cowherd and Weaver Girl see each other once a year, in their hearts, they are not broken up by their parents, but feel very happy. Just like the border soldiers, they left home when they were young and returned to their elders, but they may not be unhappy if they have made contributions to the country. Come, I'll give you another piece of poetry. ”

Yang was sensitive to Li Wei's life, but Li Wei also felt her dislike. The little girl is beautiful and can understand, but there is no need to use a hot face to stick a cold ass, and she is now a prince, so she directly ignores the brother and sister.

Hit the snare drum with your hands and find a sense of rhythm.

"Why drums?" Bi'er asked puzzled.

"Some poems, or poems Yu Xiaoling because they are written with pride and ambition, are passionate and fiery, so they must be accompanied by drums in order to set off, some need Yaoqin as the best, some need the dong flute, and some use the jade flute as sensitive, or use the se, use the gonghou, and use the basket, but some can't even match the small drum, and must be accompanied by the big drum. However, this poem can also be used with a small drum. ”

This is the first time the Yang brothers and sisters have heard of this argument.

Li Wei directly ignored them, slowly beat the small drum, and sang in a vigorous singing voice: "The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang are not paying attention."

The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan.

Qiang Guan is full of frost, people are sleepless, and the general's white hair is crying. ”

The drums, the singing, the context, and a desolate and tragic atmosphere are thickly engulfed.

After a long while, Yang Chengyou high-fived and said, "Good, good!" ”

Bi'er said: "Prince, if this poem is accompanied by the kind of words you wrote, it would be the best." But what kind of poetry is used on a big drum? ”

The current style of poetry is still mainly graceful, and there are not many magnificent poems, not nothing, but it is mainly "Xiuzhuang", for example, several poems by Li Shimin are also very atmospheric, but the atmosphere is graceful, and it is not really like the Tang Dynasty, that kind of magnificent.

This song is already magnificent to the extreme, what would it be if the big drum was used? Even Yang Min was imagining.

"Use the big drum," Li Wei thought about it, yes, it still can't be used, this is in the East Palace, as soon as the big drum beats, the east wind blows, and the war drums beat, and immediately officials come over to admonish.

So he said: "I don't sing alone, write it for you, and understand it yourself." ”

picked up a smile and wrote on a piece of jute paper that Yizhou paid tribute to: "The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic characters of the ages...... The fugue of the homeland should laugh at me if you are amorous. ”

Writing this, I thought about it, revised it, and changed it to "body and yellow hair." The world is like a dream, and a bottle is still in the moon. ”

A few words have changed, less of a sense of frustration and more expectation. But the artistic conception of the whole poem has not changed, and it is still huge.

In fact, when I wrote about the lupine scarf, while talking and laughing, the canopy was in ashes, and several people were stunned.

Yang Min said in a low voice: "What a magnificent poem." ”

Even the clumsy and vigorous characters of Yan Ti made her negligent.

Li Wei still didn't care about her, looked at Bi'er and said: "In fact, it's not just poetry and Xiaoling, it's colloquialism, if it is used well, it can also write a magnificent artistic conception." Listen, let me fly......"

moved Xiao Qi's "Ren Yao" out.

After singing, Bi'er's eyes flashed with little stars, and she said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are really smart, I am afraid that you are the only one in this world who can understand these truths." ”

This is not necessarily, and it has been through many years of hard work by many people to understand this truth.

Turning her head and looking at Li Min, the little girl's big black eyes were flashing with curiosity, as well as the disappointment of being left out in the cold, and the thinking brought by Li Wei's impact. He said, "Sit down." ”

"We don't dare," Yang Min replied in a low voice.

But Yang Chengyou heard his sister's voice with shyness, well, my sister is actually shy, this is a good sign. However, this prince really has the ability, just a poem and a small order, he can write so magnificently, no wonder Liu Renliang praised him.

"Sit down, let's still be relatives, don't be formal."

The two of them sat on the corner of the Hu bed, and Yang Chengyou said: "Prince, according to the minister's opinion, it is best to give the two poems just now to General Liu, he will definitely like it if he gets it." ”

"General Yang, no. This is just yesterday to discuss the battle of Dafeichuan with several ministers, and my heart is stirring. It is okay to give it to General Liu, but Gu is the prince, and it is the country's righteousness to consult for the country. The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband. But privately sending out your own words, or works, is called a private relationship. My father was in the prime of spring and autumn, and this matter was not appropriate. ”

Li Hong pretended to be too much, and it was okay to make appropriate adjustments by himself, which was a good effect. But instead of making friends with important ministers in the DPRK and China, or an important minister at the veteran level like Liu Renliang, what does his father Li Zhi think, and what does his mother Wu Zetian think?

Yang Chengyou was taken aback, and arched his hand: "The minister made a mistake." ”

Li Wei said again: "It doesn't matter, in the final analysis, we are all courtiers of the father, the emperor and the queen mother, as long as we remember the four words, sincerity and caution." ”

This sentence was deliberately loud for the eunuchs in the distance to hear.

Putting eyes and ears around you and spying on yourself will not go so far. However, there are always eunuchs who are probably also responsible for supervising themselves and then reporting to their parents.

Sagacious! This is the thought that rises in Yang Seungyou's heart.

Not much, that is, without the strong support of Xu Jingzong and Liu Renliang, with this wisdom alone, it is enough to successfully ascend to the top of the throne in the future, thinking of this, I secretly smashed my sister with my elbow.

In fact, at this time, Yang Min's heart was in turmoil. In the past few simple interactions, because he deliberately avoided it, Li Hong also cared about public opinion and didn't know much about Li Hong. However, Li Hong's performance today completely overturned the impression in her mind, and it was completely different from what Zhou Guogong described.

If these poems were written by him, then Li Hong is too good.

Speaking of the body, although I was seriously ill, but now I look much better than before, and I haven't coughed when I sang and spoke just now. Let Yang Chengyou push, come to his senses, take out a sachet from his arms, and say: "Prince, this is a sachet sewn by the concubine, and I went to Yongtai Temple to ask the abbot to give a peace charm and put it in the sachet." ”

The fact is not, this is her mother got up on the fifth watch, ran to Yongtai Temple to incense, and asked the abbot of Yongtai Temple to give a peace charm, and then went to the West Market to buy a sachet, put the peace charm into the sachet, deliberately strung it with a silk rope, and put it on Yang Min's chest.

In this way, it expresses the affection of the youngest daughter.

Of course, Yang Min herself also has a good hand at embroidery, but after entering the door, she was always unwilling, and it was not until now that she willingly took it out.

The sachet is very delicate, embroidered with acacia flowers, several large green leaves, and a cloth made of red silk, which I don't know what spices are wrapped in it, and the fragrance is overflowing.

"Thank you," Li Wei took it, looked at it and said, "Little Lady Yang's embroidery is very good." ”

The expression on his face was Gujing Wubo.

………………………………

"Sister, sister!" Yang Chengyou shouted twice.

"Big brother, what's the matter?"

"You've lost your soul?" Yang Seungyou grinned.

"You've just lost your soul!" Yang Min retorted unconvinced.

"Troublesome? But I got to know the talents of the capital, they are nothing compared to the prince, the emperor is angry, there is no emperor spirit, who can write such a proud poem Yu Xiaoling. ”

"Poetry and Xiaoling can't be on the stage after all."

"Really?"

“……”

The carriage passed on Chang'an Avenue, making a hoarse sound, through the car curtain, you can see the willow trees on both sides of Chang'an Avenue pan smoke, the goose yellow and delicate, because of yesterday's heavy rain, the people also have a smile on their faces.

Spring is coming, Yang Chengyou turned his head to look at his sister, and Yang Min was also looking outside the curtain, his eyes in a daze. Spring is really coming, and so is my sister's spring. The best thing is that the object of her pregnancy is exactly the object of her pregnancy.

Thinking of this, Yang Chengyou laughed.

"Big brother, what are you laughing at?"

Yang Chengyou only smiled and did not answer.

Yang Min reacted, stretched out Yingying's little foot, and kicked at him.