"Liu Yi, you read it again!" After returning to the house, Princess Taiping immediately instructed the maids to put on the pen and inkstone, polish the ink, lay the rice paper, and she took the pen herself to dip it in the ink, and instructed Liu Yi to read the poem again.

"Yes, princess!" Liu Yi recited the song "Yongliu" again.

Princess Taiping inquired about Liu Yishi's words again, and the pen was like flying, and she quickly wrote down this seven-character poem.

Princess Taiping did not hesitate in her writing, in one go, the font was strong and powerful, quite masculine, so that Liu Yi, who was watching on the side, was also deeply admired, this demon girl's calligraphy is still a bit level.

The personal qualities of the royal children seem to be very unusual, as can be seen from the pen and ink written by Princess Taiping just now, the font is very stylish, at least Liu Yi thinks it is very good, it should take a lot of energy, and it will take many years of practice.

After Princess Taiping finished writing, she put down her pen, patted her hand gently, looked at the masterpiece she wrote with great satisfaction, and then picked up this piece of rice paper, recited it softly a few times, turned her head to look at Liu Yi and said: "Liu Yi, your poetry is really unusual, especially this sentence, 'The spring breeze in February is like scissors,' and no one has ever described the spring breeze as scissors!" Writing about spring in this way, singing the work of willow trees, it is really difficult for ordinary people to imagine..."

Princess Taiping said, as if there were stars in her eyes.

"This is just a humble casual chant, clumsy work, the princess is so praised, very ashamed, but the princess's handwriting, very good!" Liu Yi looked modest, saying insincere words, but he was praying in his heart, that He Daxia, don't already make this poem, and then angrily accuse yourself of plagiarism, it's not fun.

Hearing Liu Yi say this, Princess Taiping said with some annoyance: "Hmph, you still chant casually, do you want to show that you are very talented and profound, and you can chant such a good poem casually, if you think about it well, then there will be better poems?" You didn't want to write poetry before, did you think that no one else was worthy of your poetry? If you want this palace to force you, you are reluctant to make a song? The handwriting in this palace is not good, my prince brother is much better than mine, are you deliberately hurting me? Also, you are not allowed to call yourself humble in front of this palace, and you have forgotten? ”

"Humble... That's not what I meant!" Liu Yi was also furious in his heart, how could this demon girl's expression change so quickly, and she ridiculed herself.

"Okay, I won't tell you, this palace wants to present this poem to my father and mother!" Princess Taiping took the rice paper with poems written on it, and wanted to go outside the house, but after taking two steps, she stopped again, "Liu Yi, you also go with the palace!"

"Yes, princess!" After reciting a good poem, it is still inevitable to be shouted at and drunk, and Liu Yi wants to kick the moody demon girl in front of him.

Liu Yi and Princess Taiping's two personal maids followed Princess Taiping together and came to the palace where Li Zhi and Wu Zetian lived.

Princess Taiping ordered Liu Yi and two maidservants to wait outside the house, and she herself went in first.

In the hall, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian were lying on the couch, and several palace people were beating their bodies.

It was the two young and beautiful palace maids who beat Li Zhi's body, and it was Shangguan Wan'er who kneaded Wu Zetian.

"Father, Mother! Look, how is this poem doing? As soon as Princess Taiping entered the house, she shouted and shouted.

"Taiping, you don't rest yet, what are you doing running around?" Wu Zetian's angry words, "What a good poem, take it and take a look!"

Wu Zetian said and motioned for Shangguan Wan'er to stop her hand and let her sit up.

Shangguan Wan'er straightened Wu Zetian's hair, which looked a little messy because it was not combed into a bun, and then tucked two pillows behind Wu Zetian, and after doing this, she stepped aside.

Li Zhi on the side seemed to be asleep, and did not respond to Princess Taiping's shouting.

Shangguan Wan'er, who was standing on the side, looked at Princess Taiping who ran over, with a curious look on her face, and seemed to be interested in the good poems that Princess Taiping said.

Princess Taiping stepped forward and handed the poem she had just written to Wu Zetian, Wu Zetian took it, read it carefully several times, and showed a look of surprise on her face, "Taiping, who wrote this poem?" ”

"Queen Mother, do you want to say that this poem is good?" Princess Taiping blushed slightly, shaking Wu Zetian's arm and said.

"According to the queen mother, this poem is really a rare masterpiece," Wu Zetian said and handed the rice paper with this poem written on it to Shangguan Wan'er who was standing on the side, "Wan'er, you work on poetry, look at how this poem is!" Then he asked Princess Taiping, who was clinging to herself, "You can always say it now, who wrote this poem?!"

"It was Liu Yi who did it!" Princess Taiping said coquettishly.

Hearing Princess Taiping say this, although Shangguan Wan'er, who had expected it, was still shocked in her heart, and her hands holding the poems trembled slightly, full of taste.

I just saw Liu Yi standing on the edge of the pool, and I also heard Liu Yi whispering something, I really wanted to hear Liu Yi make a poem, and begged him to make a poem for himself, this guy actually refused, but in such a short time, he actually made such an excellent poem for Princess Taiping, which was too favoritism, which made Shangguan Wan'er a little lost in her heart and very angry.

"Oh!? I can't imagine that Liu Yi is not only good at martial arts, but also so good at poetry, I underestimate him!" Wu Zetian was slightly surprised, then turned his head and asked Shangguan Wan'er: "Wan'er, what do you think of this poem?" ”

"Back to the queen of heaven, this poem is the best work, endowed with wonderful things, gentle language, borrowing willow trees to sing spring, describing the willow tree with a woman's grace, it is the best portrayal of the early spring season now, especially the last sentence 'February spring breeze is like scissors,' for the whole poem's love pen," Shangguan Wan'er held the poem and commented, "Such an artistic conception, to describe the current scenery, is really the most appropriate, and what is even more commendable is that there are no gorgeous words in this poem, which makes people read very fresh and catchy..."

Shangguan Wan'er read it several times, and then tasted it carefully, the more she felt that the artistic conception in the poem was not ordinary, and the more she loved this poem, but the anger in her heart became more and more intense. Liu Yi stood by the willow tree just now, presumably contemplating this poem, but he didn't want to chant it to himself, and after he left, he chanted to Princess Taiping, thinking about his identity as a palace person, and then looking at the identity of Princess Taiping who was coquettish next to Wu Zetian, his heart was very gloomy.

"Well, Wan'er's comment is really the most appropriate, Yu also thinks that this poem has a unique style of writing scenes, and it is really a masterpiece," Wu Zetian listened to Shangguan Wan'er's comment just now, and also agreed, and then asked Princess Taiping: "What about Liu Yiren?" ”

"Queen Mother, just outside the house," Princess Taiping pointed to the doorway.

"Let him come in," Wu Zetian pointed to Li Zhidao, who was lying down, "This poem will also be shown to your father...";