What an entertainment awards!

Li Chengcheng's face was aggrieved, and tears fell.

Queen Zhou's eyes were full of distress, and she was very self-blaming.

What a picture of quiet years and deep love between mother and son?

It's a pity that the two people despise each other very much in their hearts, and they don't believe a word of what they say.

But this scene still has to be played, before Empress Zhou completely controls the Li Tang Empire, she can't and doesn't want to tear her face now.

"Seeing her like this, the queen mother's heart is like a knife, she just hates that she can't suffer for her son, don't worry, the queen mother will definitely give you justice in this matter!"

"After the son thanked his mother, the son didn't hurt, he only hated that he didn't have the slightest cultivation in his body, and he discredited the royal family!"

"Don't say that, you have a good rest, and when you recover from your injuries, the queen mother will find you a world master to help you embark on the path of cultivation!"

After another period of acting skills, Queen Zhou may be disgusted by herself, or she doesn't want to talk nonsense with Li Chengcheng anymore, so she leaves first under the pretense that she has something to do.

Until the former left completely, Li Chengcheng wiped his tears and showed a sarcastic smile.

"What a femme fatale!"

This experience can be regarded as surviving, but Li Chengcheng's mood is still very heavy.

Back in Chang'an, he is the fish on the knife, he can only be slaughtered, right now, all his hope is pinned on Ye Qing, and all he can do is wait silently.

On the other side, after entering Chang'an City, Ye Qing quickly transformed into a new identity, prepared a few carts of herbs, and disguised himself as a merchant.

And Li Yuechan was reluctant to be Ye Qing's maid.

After the two found a restaurant with high consumption and low consumption, which matched the identity of a businessman, Ye Qing locked Li Yuechan in the room, and left the restaurant by himself to inquire about the news.

After using the disguise technique he learned from Li Yuechan to transform himself into Li Hanlin's appearance, Ye Qing changed into an expensive Shu brocade and swaggered into the workshop.

Looking at Ye Qing's rich and compelling posture, the old bustard immediately twisted his plump waist and came to Ye Qing with a flattering smile.

"Yo, this one looks like a face!"

Ye Qing didn't make a sound, and glanced at her lightly, and the old bustard immediately understood and enthusiastically introduced.

After all, he is the old bustard of the teaching workshop, and when he was young, he was also not a big or small Oiran, although he was old and decrepit, but this method was not ordinary, after grinding and soaking hard, Ye Qing was really bored, and threw out a four-grade pill to send it away.

"Thank you, Childe, for the reward! I don't know that Childe came before, but there is a favorite girl? ”

"Naturally, I'm here for the Tianshui girl, you're so long-winded, hurry up and take me to find the Tianshui girl!"

"Eh, this master, you may not know very well, let's here, whether we can spend the Spring Festival with the Oiran girl, it also depends on the Oiran girl's heart? Besides, our Tianshui is a famous Qingqi person in Chang'an, and today he finally became an adult, this first night, he naturally broke his head, and it was difficult for me to do it like this..."

The old bustard blinked, and the intention was clear.

"What a greedy dog!"

Ye Qing snorted coldly, threw out another four-grade pill, and the old bustard suddenly blossomed, introducing Ye Qing into a small courtyard with a quiet scenery and a pleasant aroma.

In the middle of the courtyard, more than a dozen tables are neatly arranged, and the seats are full.

From their expressions, they could not see that they were bound to gain confidence, only scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks.

"What's going on?"

"Harm, don't mention it, Tianshui, this girl doesn't like money, prefers poetry, no, it gives everyone a problem, if she can make a poem that makes her heartbroken, she doesn't take a penny, and she is willing to conspire with Childe to get drunk, it's been three whole days, look at this posture, I'm afraid it will take three days."

"Poetry?"

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows lightly, obviously a little surprised.

Ask yourself, Ye Qing doesn't know poetry at all, although he also read many famous masterpieces when he was a child, but Ye Qing can't understand it at all, let alone resonate, let him compose poems on the spot, it is more difficult than killing him.

But trouble is trouble, who let Ye Qing have a plug-in?

In the eternal brand, Ye Qing has seen a lot of poems that have been lost, and with his level, he can barely distinguish which one is better, just take out a few poems, and it's not easy to take down an Oiran?

Sitting in front of the table and thinking carefully for a few breaths, Ye Qing beckoned, and the maid in the tulle dress sat up with her ass twisted and grinded for Ye Qing.

But when he raised the pen, Ye Qing was stunned.

The moment he put down the pen, the poems that were still fresh in his memory were forgotten, Ye Qing tried it several times, but he had no choice but to change it one after another, and finally found a poem that could be written on paper.

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

The moment he put pen to paper, Ye Qing suddenly felt that the shackles of his cultivation had loosened, and there were signs of a breakthrough.

"Is it my delusion?"

Ye Qing frowned, and after hesitating repeatedly, he suppressed his restless spiritual power, and turned his head, only to find that the maid was already stunned in place, staring intently at the poems on the paper, and a happy crimson appeared on her cheeks.

"Help me give it to Miss Tianshui."

Ye Qing said it several times in a row, and the maid came back to her senses and said word by word: "I don't know the name of the son?" ”

"Li cough, Ye Hanlin, that's right, in the lower Ye Hanlin."

I'm sorry, Brother Hanlin!

"Ye Gongzi, wait a minute, the slave family will go to deliver poems!"

Looking at the maid's impatient appearance, Ye Qing was a little unimpressed, with his level, he naturally couldn't see what was good about this poem, as for why he chose this one, it was mainly because he had a lot of words and a heavy weight.

As for whether he can impress this Oiran girl, to be honest, Ye Qing didn't have much hope, he came to the workshop this time, just to find out the news.

While waiting, Ye Qing turned around and walked out of Tianshui's courtyard, wandered around the workshop, and heard a lot of useful news.

For example, the emperor of the Li Tang Empire, Li Chengcheng's father, seems to be about to die, at most two years, he must kick his legs!

For example, a certain minister, a certain prince of the country, for his own power, became the queen's lackey, and there are countless such gossip, Ye Qing wrote them down one by one, maybe maybe that news will become the key to breaking the game!

It's just that what Ye Qing didn't expect, he turned around and was about to leave, but the maid from before found Ye Qing in a panic and stopped his way.

"Ye Gongzi, my Oiran lady, please tell me!"

"Which Oiran?"

"Naturally, it's Tianshui Niang!"