Chapter 068: The Lantern Festival Night Lights Are Brilliant and the Spring Festival is Blooming (4)
Li Jing is the emperor in the end, Mo said that when he was a prince when he was a child, he was a famous teacher and professor every day. is the book that I read after ascending the throne, I'm afraid it's like these younger generations have more than I don't know.
If you are looking for the most diligent person in the whole world, it is really Li Jing.
I don't know, I always want to be the emperor, but I don't know the position above the tens of thousands of people, not to mention the threat from the outside world, the suspicion between family and family is that I have to be busy and learn every day, which is really not something ordinary people can do.
After turning over more than a dozen articles, Li Jing only felt a headache, it was nothing more than a pile of gorgeous words, without the slightest feelings of family and country, only those mediocre words.
And no matter what the festival is or not, this is clearly a poem and article that is running for his own baby daughter and unconscious son, but he can't be angry, and if he is not angry, he is really worried about whether this group of younger generations can support Li Guo after his death.
"Lighting the lamp and singing the early spring. It was nearly dusk. The steps of the west hall of the north city, the stars and the moon are in a trance. Dancôme dyeing, red clouds. Desire to find. At this time, the rest is made, the peach and apricot eyes are bright, and they are all charming. ”
It's another article, Li Jing is really annoyed, thinking that after this Lantern Festival banquet, the Mid-Autumn Banquet will be over!
There are a few more articles, and Li Jing has a headache for a while, and he said: And after reading this, I will definitely talk to the Zhuqing family before the banquet.
It's no wonder that Li Jing has a headache, all the people sitting here are members of the central government who are above the third grade, who is not the minister of the big humerus? If their children are already so unbearable, then the two dynasties will rot to the roots.
If you want to just point at the poor students, it is impossible to support the entire Da Li......
Flipping through it casually, Li Jing no longer reported any great hope. However, all the ministers at the banquet were staring at each other, that is, how noisy the fireworks outside the Taiji Palace were, and it could not change the concentration of the ministers at this time.
"Ask Erfeng and Xu Yanming, the moonlit night in the capital is flat." After reading a sentence, Li Jing was already planning to throw the paper aside, and he didn't know how many copies of such a word of 'Le Shengping' he had seen.
Turning to the next article, he faintly saw the word 'sword' on the back of the paper, and Li Jing thought it was Meng Mingji's kid - after all, Luo'er's kid didn't like writing, and most of the people who wanted to come to practice martial arts were not good at rhetoric.
Turning the rice paper back, Li Jing immediately saw the second half of the sentence, "He dang's sword language is strong, and the horse holds the whip and Ren Jiming." ”
"There is something wonderful about the word 'sword language'." Li Jing said, using a red pen to circle the word 'sword language' and the word 'Ren'.
can be regarded as seeing a good article, Li Jing only then has the heart to continue reading, flipping through it, and then he starts to have a headache again.
Not to mention how the text and ink are, there are mostly those glamorous sounds like those in the last years of the previous dynasty, and there are few people who have Lingyun's ambitions.
It wasn't until Li Jing saw that the air around him had dropped by two or three degrees, and the lanterns around him were trembling and crumbling, that everyone finally felt a heavy breath pressing on their chests disperse.
looked up, and sure enough, Li Jing's face looked a little better.
"Where is the withering, the moon is not to be found. Half a roll of red silk, a line and dust. "A poem by Bai Xuan on the case, even if the artistic conception is quite bleak, it contains a bit of pride and a bit of courage to promise the country.
Before Li Jing could find his name, he saw the three big characters "Meng Mingji" in the lower left corner.
"This kid of the Meng family is not as simple as it seems......" Looking at the handwriting in front of him, the corners of Emperor Lijing's mouth were slightly hooked.
The words are like his people, which is how Meng Mingji looks on weekdays. The tenacity behind the handwriting of this tooth and claw, and the sharpness that can't be hidden in the pen, can't be faked.
Since there is Meng Mingji, the two girls of the Qing family did not write poems, but it was the turn of Emperor Li Jing to be strange, who made the poems just now?
is not childish, and he should not be able to pass the age of thirteen or fourteen. With a battlefield in mind, it does not seem to be a strong poem written by a literati vassal.
Li Jing was curious about the person who wrote this poem.