He coughed lightly twice and cleared his throat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info looked up at the sky, looked down at the ground, and carefully pondered the peach blossoms downstairs. Looking at him with such a solemn look, Wu Zetian couldn't help but be taken a little solemnly, and Wu Shun and Helan Minyue both looked a little nervous.

How can I say that Helan Minzhi is also going to make progress in the direction of the literary official, so the poem will naturally not be a limerick, otherwise it will be too cheap. Although it is Wu Zetian's joke, after all, this is the consideration of people in the palace and the royal family, and it should be solemn.

But somehow, seeing that he regarded poetry so seriously, Wu Zetian really had a little worse impression of Helan Minzhi.

Helan Minzhi obviously didn't know. Put the teacup in his hand on the small table, stretched out his hand and pointed at the peach blossom, his face was full of enjoyment, his mouth was already open, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on him alone. The brewing time is not short, just waiting for him to open his mouth to compose poetry.

"My nephew has been studying poetry for a short time, and I'm afraid he won't be able to make any good poems." Although he said it politely, there was not a single person present who did not glare at him angrily. You're all set, and you're going to say that.

It's like suddenly lifting my heart up, and being punched back by someone suddenly.

Min Yue was the most lively, and gave him a blank look: "Brother, don't sell Guanzi, say it quickly." ”

"Hahaha, liven up the atmosphere, liven up the atmosphere. It's just a poem, don't be so serious. ”

Seeing that he didn't care, Wu Shun was also out of luck. My own son, I don't know who he looks like, when he is serious, his cold face is like water, and his face is like water, which can scare people to death. On weekdays, he can gag and smile.

and Wu Mei glanced at each other, the two smiled wordlessly, and looked at Helan Minzhi again.

This time, he really said that he stretched out his hand and pointed to the peach blossoms, and then pointed to a small moon gate in the peach blossom courtyard not far away: "Last year, in this gate today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Although it was a hippie smiley face before. There is no hint of seriousness. But when Helan Minzhi recited the poem with a little regret and a melancholy tone, no one in the audience spoke. The eunuchs and palace maids waiting below did not speak, although they could not understand. But I also know that this is not a light-hearted and cheerful poem, and this is not the time to applaud. Helan Minyue didn't speak, she just listened to her brother's sad tone and felt a little sour and uncomfortable. Wu Shun didn't speak, but kept moving his gaze on the faces of Peach Blossom and Helan Minzhi. But what she saw in her eyes was clearly not Helan Minzhi.

Of all the people present, only Wu Zetian seemed to be expressionless. But no one captured the heart-wrenching sadness hidden in her eyes that had been staring at the peach blossoms.

What I saw in that eye was also not a peach blossom. It was also a season full of peach blossoms. The peach blossoms in Taiji Palace are even more beautiful than those in Jiucheng Palace. The man who was destined to look up to him for a lifetime had been gone for so long. But fortunately, it's also the season of flowers, and he's still there.

In an instant, her mood was completely adjusted. Stretched out his hands and patted gently: "It's so good, this poem is so beautiful." ”

Hearing her voice, Wu Shun also quickly reacted. This time, it was really Helan Minzhi in his eyes, and he looked at his son with a hint of relief. He has really grown up, and maybe it's time to get ready to find out which family in Chang'an has a suitable girl, and he might as well watch it first. My son can also write love poems.

If you let Helan Minzhi know what Wu Shun thinks in his heart. Maybe he jumped off the dressing room on the spot. Let him know that he is going to marry a teenage little Lori, oh my God.

"The poem is good, but it's a little sad. At a young age, what do you mourn? Wu Shun glared at him, dispersing the slightly sad atmosphere of the audience. After all, she hadn't forgotten what the emperor was looking for her to do. If you let your sister, who is already pregnant in August, have such a sad face every day, this is a crime.

"Hehe, Ah Niang, this is the wrong son. Write poetry, and say sorrow for new words. I'm not afraid that my aunt can't say anything here, although this palace is good. Isn't it the same as this world? The new comes, the old goes? At the same time, in the same place and in the same scene, but is this person the same? The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze! He shook his head as he spoke. A sad love poem stunned him, so he said it without a sense of grievance.

Listening to his strong words, Wu Shun and Wu Mei had no choice but to look at each other and smile.

However, the corners of Wu Mei's mouth were slightly hooked, and she understood the voice of He Lanmin's words. At the same time, the same place, the same scene, different people. The new for the old, good. Well done poem.

After listening to this poem, I thought of the letter from Mrs. Yang, who arrived from Chang'an early this morning. The smile on the corner of Wu Mei's mouth can't fall, although this nephew is young, he may already be of great use. At this time, the dissatisfaction of watching him solemnly compose poetry disappeared. Although the poem is a small path, the charm is extremely profound.

"Worried about the new words? This sentence is also very charming. But when I heard my son say this, my aunt was a lot more relieved. I thought you had a crush on a girl so early? looks like this, sister, you don't know how much hardship you have to endure in the future, and the matchmaker who looks at our son can't break the door of Helan's house? Looking at Helan Minzhi jokingly, he said Wushun with a little distress, and the atmosphere became even warmer.

The most important thing is that Helan Minzhi clearly heard Wu Zetian say: Our son. What does this mean? It's been nearly a day since I came, and this can be regarded as really recognized by Wu Zetian. After all, I haven't gotten a word of her own. The advantage of having a blood relationship is reflected, and other foreign ministers may not be able to get such an evaluation of their own people if they struggle for Wu Zetian all their lives. I was admitted in less than a day after I was here, and it was much simpler than I imagined. This poem is still worth it!

"What's the loss? For the sake of new words, if this is true, I still have to worry about my hair. If I aim at other girls at this age, I really don't know what to do in the future! Wu Shun patted his chest and said with a happy face.

The two sisters sang and harmonized, which actually made Helan Minzhi blush.

Even Minyue said, "Brother, are you looking for a sister-in-law for me?" Looking at her innocent face, childlike smile, with an innocent tone, she may really be cute by this little Lori if she doesn't know it. However, Helan Minzhi clearly saw the demon with wings and a long tail, looking at him with a sly smile. Yue'er has not been a cute and innocent child since she was a child. (To be continued.) )