In the attic hall, Li Chengqian was lying on the couch on his side, holding a book in his hand, his eyes were swaying, and his mind was not on it at all, feeling very ironic, obviously he was choosing a concubine for himself, but the power to decide was not in his hands, and the father and queen mother were just doing anything, but what did the courtiers do, and listened to their mouths.

"Prince, Prince......" There was an eager voice, and someone broke in in a hurry, shouting excitedly: "The candidate has been decided, it is Su... The eldest daughter. ”

Li Chengqian sat up with his arms up, eased down again, his eyes stayed on the scroll, his expression was calm, and he said nonchalantly: "Zhao Jie, what kind of system is it that you are shouting, be careful to let Aunt Guiyang hear it, I will have to teach you a lesson again." ”

Hehe, Zhao Jie touched his head and smirked, maybe it was a fate, and he was a relative, he had a good relationship with Li Chengqian, when he heard the news in the hall, he sneaked out while others were not paying attention, and rushed to report the news.

"What did you say just now, whose daughter?" Li Chengqian asked again, as if he didn't care, but he was actually listening quietly.

Having the heart to pinch it, Zhao Jie chuckled and said, "Prince, you guess." ”

Bang, the scroll in his hand was thrown over, Zhao Jie easily dodged, Li Chengqian snorted, quite a bit of prestige, Zhao Jie was not afraid, still smiling, but he didn't dare to hide it anymore, and hurriedly said: "It's the eldest daughter of the secretary Cheng Su Yu, I heard the minister say that the Su family attacked the Xuan crown, and the family passed down the righteous side, and his daughter was chaste and natural, gentle and dignified, and she was the best candidate for the crown princess." ”

Su Jian is the grandson of Su Wei, a famous minister of the Sui Dynasty, and his brother Su Wei is one of the eighteen bachelors in the Bachelor's Hall of the Qin Palace.

Seeing that Li Chengqian didn't say anything, Zhao Jie continued: "Prince, she, but the queen personally selected her. ”

"If the queen chooses, then there is no problem." Li Chengqian's face was a little gloomy, compared to the majestic and awe-inspiring Li Shimin, he still believed in the loving Empress Eldest Sun.

"Hehe, prince, don't worry, it's just a primary election, Your Majesty hasn't decided yet." Zhao Jie smiled: "Maybe later, there will be a better one." ”

"Then you still said that you were chosen." Li Chengqian said angrily.

"It's too fast, and it's inevitable that it's a bit of a mistake." Zhao Jie was quite embarrassed and said tentatively: "Otherwise, I will wait and see the situation again, and as soon as there is news, I will come to report it immediately." ”

"No need." Li Chengqian waved his hand, stood up, and said softly, "I'll go and see it myself." ”

In the main hall, although he heard the praise of the ministers, Li Shimin did not make a decision immediately, but asked the palace maid to continue to put the pictures, and said with approval: "Yan Qing has really worked hard, and he has drawn nearly 100 pictures, which is probably not easy and rare." ”

Yan Liben is like drinking nectar, refreshing to the bottom of his heart, and humble, in fact, he alone will definitely not be able to draw so many pictures, and there are several court painters to help him, but these people have a low status and can't get on the table, so all the credit naturally belongs to Yan Liben.

Suddenly, Li Shimin was surprised: "Well, what is that?" ”

Everyone looked at the situation, but saw that the palace maid was holding a black painting in her hand, and the outline of the picture was faintly visible, which was a bright peony blooming, but the blank space in the picture was pitch black and smeared, which formed a sharp contrast with the palace maid's white and smooth jade hands, but it was Han Rui's graffiti.

Bitter, carelessly, he didn't throw it away, and among the many portraits he casually carried in his hands, Yan Liben broke out in a cold sweat on his armpits, and hurriedly knelt down to ask for sin, and said in a trembling voice: "That's a waste picture, the minister was negligent for a while, and he brought it with him, please give your majesty the guilt." ”

It's just a trivial matter, this bit of tolerance, Li Shimin still has it, waved his hand to let Yan Liben get up, and persuaded him gently, so that he didn't have to care, and inadvertently glanced at the so-called waste picture, and suddenly froze, let the palace maid spread it out, stop and look at it.

The emperor's actions naturally attracted the attention of the ministers, and if you look closely, some people can also see some clues.

"It seems to be Zhang Zhi's cursive writing."

"No, the ink is flying, there is no excuse to follow, it is hearty, and it is close to the thirteen lines of Luo Shenfu of the prince."

"The pen is broken, and it is done in one go, and it has the momentum of a book."

Well, it should be admitted that in the early years of Zhenguan, if it came to the capable ministers and officials who governed the country and the people, there were countless in the court, but when it came to attainments, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, only a few could speak, and the others were idle people, etc., so it was natural to take a few steps back and watch them with jealousy as they exchanged views cordially with the emperor.

"Yan Qing has always worked on seal calligraphy and is good at painting, but he didn't think that cursive writing is also quite impressive." Li Shimin said with a smile.

"Indeed." Yu Shinan nodded and said, "Although it's a little messy, on the whole, it also has three or four flavors." ”

The calligraphy of this dynasty is the first, although it is also the reason why Ouyang Xun let his predecessors and not compete with it, but Yu Shinan's calligraphy attainments are not covered, even Li Shimin often asks him for advice and learning, and now he speaks in praise, everyone looks at Yan Lide's eyes, and can't help but admire a little more, no matter what it is, talented people are always respected.

"The peony picture is made by the minister." After holding back for a while, Yan Liben lowered his head and said dryly: "The words were written by someone else." ”

Well, Li Shimin was surprised, looked at it again, and read word by word: "The peony demon in front of the court has no qualifications, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and affectionate, only the peony is true to the country, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom." ”

The ministers were silent, listening to the poems, their eyes flickered, and they admired it, and when they saw Li Shimin silent, they didn't dare to open their mouths to disturb.

After a while, Li Shimin was free, stepped forward to take the slender hand of Empress Changsun, and said with a smile: "The peony country is beautiful and fragrant, isn't it my Guanyin maid." ”

The face is peerless, dressed in beautiful clothes, robes with wide sleeves, between the Luan and phoenix patterns, but there are several delicate and blooming peony embroidery, the skin is white and delicate, like a crystal white jade, and the blooming peony is in full bloom, adding a luxurious style.

"Erlang ......" Empress Changsun called lightly, a touch of red soaked in jade cheeks, indescribably gentle and beautiful.

The emperor and queen are deeply affectionate, a group of courtiers and princes are cold next to them, but they can't get angry in their hearts, even ministers like Wei Zheng don't even have the emotion of accusation, they obediently bow their heads and hang their eyes, acting as a background to render the atmosphere.

After a long time, sensing that the time and place were wrong, Empress Eldest Sun naturally withdrew her hand, and Ying Ying smiled: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, concubine." ”

"Where does the joy come from?" Li Shimin said with a smile.

"Poetry is impressive, and the author must be a talented person." Empress Changsun said with a smile: "After the Hongwen Pavilion Bachelor, I'm afraid there will be two more seats." ”

"One person is only, what is two seats?" Li Shimin said strangely.

"Don't you forget Afang Gong Fuye."

Empress Changsun's answer convinced everyone, especially Yu Shinan, who secretly made up her mind to go back and immediately tell Han Rui about it, so that he could know how virtuous and virtuous the queen was, even in ordinary times, she did not forget to advise the emperor with clever words.

"Okay, according to the queen's words, two more seats will be added to the Hongwen Pavilion, and the seats will be vacant for the world's talents." Li Shimin laughed and said, it can be seen that the wrist is wonderful.

You must know that there are only eighteen bachelors in Hongwen Hall, and when someone dies, they choose to make up for the Magi, according to the Empress Changsun, the so-called two people may be able to become one of them, but Li Shimin simply said that he will increase the number of places by two now, which naturally attracts the hearts of the ministers.

Back then, when Li Shimin was still the king of Qin, under the government account, set up a museum, and recruited famous people from all over the world.

Although there are people in high positions now, and there are also people who are insignificant, but each of them is the emperor's confidant, and the status is very special, joining it is not for treatment, but a kind of proof, to prove their status in the emperor's heart.

But at this time, even if the heart is ready to move, it is not the time to plan, shouting Your Majesty Shengming, and then obediently retreating, during which there are occasionally a few consciously competitive civil officials whose eyes collide, obviously there are fierce sparks, but above the surface is a ball of harmony, smiling and smiling.

Naturally, this phenomenon is something that Li Shimin is very happy to see, and if the officials form a group, it will not be far from the emperor's transposition. Waving her sleeves to let the palace maid put away the portrait, and returned to sit on the dragon bed with Empress Changsun, Li Shimin asked, "Young Eunuch Yan, who is smearing the poem on the painting?" ”

Everyone is also very curious, and regardless of whether this poem uses things to describe people, praising the queen's country and the fragrance of the country, since the Son of Heaven Chrysostom has to say, it has to be, by chance, he flattered the queen without leaving a trace, and made the emperor so happy, the appreciation may not be, but the reward must be indispensable.

But the minister didn't ask. The Son of Heaven did not blame, but Yan Liben's heart still did not let go, his heart tightened, and he said respectfully: "It's a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy." ”

Today's grand event, the young sons who came to participate, the sons and daughters of Wang Sunjue, are countless, even if they are ceremonies and ceremonies, they may not be able to recognize them all, and it is normal for Yan Liben not to know them.

When an official was about to suggest that the emperor send someone out to inquire, he heard the eldest grandson Wuji suddenly say: "Young Eunuch Yan, is this person traveling with the daughter of Zheng Renji, a member of the Zhongshu House?" ”

Well, the ministers subconsciously glanced at the emperor, and instantly said goodbye, looking at Yan Liben, only to see him bow his head in fear, spitting and spitting, secretly complaining about the eldest grandson Wuji, you know, don't say it and drag me down.

On the seat, Li Shimin was angry, what kind of people did these courtiers think of themselves, they knew their husband's spleen and surname, Empress Changsun gently stroked the back of his hand, and said quietly: "Okay, the business is important, Your Majesty, the concubine wants to summon Su Yunu, can you?" ”

"The queen is in charge." Li Shimin said, the tiger's eyes were worried, and he glanced down, and all the ministers and lords bowed their heads one after another, and they didn't dare to breathe, but they muttered quietly in their hearts, it seems that the Son of Heaven still hasn't forgotten this matter, but he doesn't know that it is precisely because of their frequent side knocks that it is difficult for Li Shimin to forget, and this kind of thing cannot be explained, otherwise it will only become more and more black, and it will become a manifestation of weakness.

In the pavilion, Li Chengqian was also a little curious, and whispered to himself: "Who is that person, he is really bold, aren't you afraid of the thunderous wrath of your father." ”

"Not only is he bold, but he's also outrageous." Zhao Jie scolded angrily, but he was a little sad in his heart, he thought that the Son of Heaven would not care about the beauty, but now it seems that he still remembers it, and his wish may be difficult to achieve.

"How shameless?" Li Chengqian asked.

(To be continued)