Yan Liben's pictures of ladies are very famous, and the powerful women of Chang'an City are even more proud of being able to get Yan Liben's paintings. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But since Yan Liben started painting for the list of heroes, he easily stopped painting for others, so it was even more difficult to get one of his paintings, of course, if he could get one, he would naturally have the capital to be proud of.

Fang Ying asked Yan Liben to draw a picture for herself, and it was normal for those powerful ladies next to her to be envious.

And just when Fang Ying was receiving everyone's envy and praise, she turned her head to look at Lin Qingsu, when she threaded the needle just now, she thought that she could win the first prize, but she never thought that Chai Mi and Lin Qingsu were both good at this.

If Chai Mi is okay, it is better to say that she and Chai Mi do not have many holidays, but because she was overwhelmed by Tang Zhou and Lin Qingsu in everything when she got married before, she already had the intention of winning a game, so when she saw Lin Qingsu win again, her heart was quite uncomfortable.

For this reason, he also wanted to stimulate Lin Qingsu by painting himself through Yan Liben, which made Lin Qingsu unhappy.

But when she looked at Lin Qingsu like this, she found that Lin Qingsu was talking and laughing at Yan Yan, as if she didn't take her show-off seriously at all, which made her angry enough, but she asked Yan Liben to paint a picture, so Lin Qingsu was not envious at all, not jealous at all?

It's infuriating.

Fang Ying felt very annoying, but she didn't have anything to do about it, could she run to ask you why Lin Qingsu didn't envy me, why didn't she envy me?

The moonlight was fine tonight, and it didn't rain like in previous years, but a gust of wind still made people feel a chill.

After Concubine Wei and Concubine Yan De took those ladies away, Li Shimin immediately became much more casual here.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the games of the ladies have been played just now, if we keep drinking, it will be boring, why don't we play some games too?"

Among these people, many well-informed people already knew that they were going to play games, such as Cheng Chumo, but even so, after Li Shimin said this, these people hurriedly echoed.

"I wonder what game the Holy One is going to play?"

"Literati like to write poems, and many of you present are erudite and talented people in my Tang Dynasty, so let's write poems first."

Li Shimin wanted to compose a poem, and everyone agreed again and again, but at this time, Cen Wenwen said: "It's good to compose a poem, but you can't write a poem casually, I don't know what the saint wants to use as the theme?" ”

"Since I'm going to the Qixi Festival today, let's take the Qixi Festival as the theme."

After Li Shimin finished talking, Cen Wenwen didn't say much, but at this time, the eldest grandson Wuji suddenly stood up: "Shengshang, female dependents still have colorful heads when they make games, if we people compose poems, we can't do without colorful heads." ”

Li Shimin smiled: "Naturally, how can you do it without a colorful head, I got a dagger some time ago, blowing hair and breaking hair, very sharp, if anyone's poetry is recognized as the best, I will reward this dagger to whom." ”

Many people present are not very rare for such daggers, after all, as long as you have money, what kind of dagger can't be obtained?

But this is Li Shimin's reward, everyone has the heart to fight, but just when someone was about to start composing poems, another person suddenly stood up: "As the saying goes, there is no first text, if we don't have a rule, I'm afraid it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser." ”

"Extremely, extremely." Li Shimin said, pointed to a few people, and then said: "How about you Aiqing as the judges, after one person finishes the poem, you will draw a horizontal under their names, and after everyone has finished, whoever gets the most horizontal will win." ”

Although Li Shimin pointed to it, the people he was referring to were all people of insight in the court, and their fame and knowledge were extraordinary, and these people were famous, so in order to keep their reputation, they naturally did not dare to show favoritism.

And Li Shimin pointed to seven people.

Seeing this, these seven people naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly responded.

After saying this, some people stood up to compose poems, and after these people finished writing poems, few people commented on one or two sentences, and when everyone was composing poems, Changsun Wuji gave Changsun Wen a look.

In fact, like tonight's poem, it was proposed by the eldest grandson Wuji, and the reason why this is so is to let his son be able to perform, his son got the status of a jinshi during the spring exam, but half a year has passed, and the court has not arranged a position for him, the eldest grandson Wuji has a noble status, although there is a virtuous person who does not avoid relatives, but in order to avoid being attacked and impeached, he will not recommend his son at will.

And if his son behaves well today, he believes that Li Shimin will soon understand his intentions, and then arrange a position for his son.

The eldest grandson family is a powerful person in Chang'an City, but it is not a family, it is not a family, and the connections in the court are inevitably a little poor, and if he wants to keep the wealth and glory of the Changsun family forever, he can only let his children and grandchildren become officials.

These things were already said by Changsun Wuji and Changsun Wen, so when Changsun Wuji looked at Changsun Wen, Changsun Wen nodded slightly, and then stood up and chanted a poem.

The eldest grandson Wen is very good, plus this is his father's arrangement, and the manuscript is already available, so his poems are much better than others, and he immediately attracted praise from everyone after chanting like this.

Seeing this, the eldest grandson Wuji showed a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, if nothing else, today's dagger is his son's.

The eldest grandson Wen is quite self-contained, although he was praised by everyone, but he still had a basis for advancing and retreating, so he was praised by everyone, and even Li Shimin couldn't help but praise him twice.

Everyone praised Changsun Wen, but Tang Zhou sat indifferently, as if he was not interested in such a game at all, in fact, in his opinion, since the news had already been leaked, composing poems or something seemed a bit contrived, and it was inevitable that it would be boring.

But when Tang Zhou was sitting idly like this, Du He suddenly stood up, and everyone saw Du He standing up, thinking that he was going to compose poetry, and they couldn't help but be curious, because many people here knew that Du He performed well during the spring hunt, and even defeated Li De Award in one fell swoop.

Just when everyone was curious, Du He showed a slight smile, and then looked at Tang Zhou and said: "The talent of the little marquis has always been beyond my expectations, today's Qixi Festival, if you don't leave a poem for us to worship, I'm afraid it's a little unreasonable." ”

As soon as Du He's words came out, everyone was stunned, it turned out that he didn't want to compose a poem.

Everyone set their eyes on Tang Zhou, but these people's minds are different, some people want Tang Zhou to make a song, but like the eldest grandson Wuji, who knows Tang Zhou very well, he doesn't want Tang Zhou to be in the limelight at all.

But it all depends on what Tang Zhou means.

Tang Zhou never thought that Du He would suddenly find him, he had a feeling of being tricked.