The little Loli suddenly smiled widely, put down the pen and paper, and trotted all the way to Queen Changsun.
"..."
The corners of Li Ke's mouth twitched slightly.
Unexpectedly, I chose Princess Jinyang, who was also famous.
This little princess is the favorite of His Majesty Li Er.
When it comes to the degree of favor he enjoys, I'm afraid Prince Li Chengqian will be a bit inferior.
Li Ke took away the rice paper covered with ghost symbols on the table, picked a medium-thick brush, and filled it with thick ink.
Just take a swipe of your pen and get it done in one go!
After finishing writing, Li Ke put down his brush.
Without taking another look, he cupped his hands at Queen Changsun and the others.
"Your Majesty, Mother, the poem has been completed. There is still some homework assigned by Mr. Ke today, so I won't disturb you any more."
"Go ahead."
Queen Changsun waved her hand gracefully.
"Huh, coward! You ran away pretty fast!"
Gao Yang curled his lips, walked to the table, and picked up the rice paper.
"Let me, princess, see what you wrote..."
As he spoke, there was no more sound.
Queen Changsun was a little confused, so she got up in person and came to Princess Gaoyang.
The expression on her face changed from relaxed to deeply shocked, and she unconsciously murmured the poem on the paper.
"A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red."
"Poor on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow."
Listening to this poem, Concubine Yin and Concubine Yang both covered their mouths in shock.
No one thought that Li Ke could write such a good poem. He was so talented at such a young age, which is shocking!
"younger sister……"
Queen Changsun sighed, turned back and said to Concubine Yang.
"You have a good son!"
Concubine Yin looked at Concubine Yang enviously, and secretly sighed in her heart, it would be great if such a promising son was hers.
Concubine Yang's eyes turned red and she lost her composure for a moment. She finally saw a glimmer of hope in this tall and cold palace wall!
…
On the other side, Li Ke, who finally slipped out, did not choose to leave immediately.
Instead, he found a pavilion that no one visited and sat down by himself.
Thinking back on what happened these past few days, it feels like a dream.
He originally thought that he had accumulated a lot of experience in two lifetimes.
You should be able to stay calm enough when faced with something like time travel.
But when those characters he had only seen in history books appeared in front of him with flesh and blood.
Li Ke found that he still overestimated himself.
After all, the palace has been as deep as the sea since ancient times. As a prince of one dynasty, he cannot be mediocre all his life.
In the past few days, there have been ups and downs. Even if he doesn't cause trouble, his words and deeds will be targeted because of his status and position.
After writing the poem just now, according to Gao Yang's opinion, he would need to beware of one more person during the hunt in about half a month.
"The long clouds in Qinghai cover the snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks out over Yumen Pass."
"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken."
Thinking of the heroic words of his contemporaries facing the vast desert, Li Ke felt a little complicated.
"It would be nice to have wine..."
Li Ke smacked his lips.
In the midst of all my thoughts, I missed the feeling of being tipsy.
"Now, the wine you wanted."
A silver wine bottle with carved patterns was handed to Li Ke.
"who?"
Li Ke was startled and stood up hurriedly.
But he found that a young girl was sitting in front of him at some point.
The girl is twenty-eight years old, wearing standard Tang Dynasty attire, and has long hair that falls down to her waist like a waterfall.
The facial features are extremely delicate, and when you look at it intently, you feel like a fish has fallen before you.
Even compared to the princesses she had met before, she was not inferior.
This made Li Ke a little confused. He didn't know whose eldest lady she was.
I didn't sleep most of the night, but wandered around the Tai Chi Palace.
"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken."
The girl put down the wine bottle and smiled at Li Ke, "What a good poem, did you write it?"
"This girl, you are..."
Li Ke asked hesitantly.
"I... the one who can hang out in the harem is naturally a palace maid." The girl sat down carelessly, "I have finished answering, it is your turn to answer."
Haha, I believe you.
Li Ke sneered silently in his heart. Just the clothes he wore were worth less than a few dozen taels of silver.
There are also several emeralds inlaid on the ribbon around the waist.
Let alone a palace maid, even the queen's personal servant would not dare to dress like this.
But even though he thought so, Li Ke would not be stupid enough to expose her.
Since you lied to me once, I'll lie to you in return.
"Yes, I wrote it. What's wrong?"
"very nice……"
The girl smiled.
"I really want to go to the border right now and see how powerful and majestic my Tang Dynasty man is."
"Girl, war is not a family affair, it kills people."
Li Ke shook his head.
"Once a general achieves the goal, the battlefield is a Shura field. Countless lives are lost every moment. If you had really experienced it, you would not say such a thing."
"One general's success leads to thousands of bones drying up... This good poem was also written by you?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Ke and said.
"Can you tell me the whole story?"
"...Now is not the time to discuss this."
Li Ke was speechless.
The character of the girl in front of me is too strange.
"Just tell me... How can a grown man behave like a little girl?"
The girl frowned and picked up the wine bottle.
"Do you still want to drink wine?"
"Uh... drink!"
Li Ke pondered for a moment, took the wine pot, and poured it into the spout like "tons, tons, tons."
This wine has a slightly fruity aroma and is slightly spicy in the throat.
In addition to letting Li Ke find some familiar feelings, it did not bring him a strong drunkenness.
"Sanlejiang?"
Li Ke smacked his lips and said.
"It's a little boring."
The brewing skills of this era are incomparable to those of later generations.
When the brewing process of grain wine is not yet mature, it can have an alcohol content of 20 degrees, which is what most people call spirits.
Sanlejiang is one of them with a relatively low alcohol content.
According to the calculation of later generations, it is less than ten degrees and is no different from beer.
Therefore, the poem about not getting drunk after a thousand cups is meant to scare people.
At this time, the wine cup was originally small, and the volume of the wine cup could not be calculated in "liang", but in "money".
Even if you do get a headache after drinking too much, it's probably because there are too many chemicals in the wine, not because of the alcohol.
"Nonsense, in this harem, no matter how strong the wine you want, it's good to have it."
The girl rolled her eyes at Li Ke.
"After drinking my wine, you should tell me what the complete poem is."
"Are you so interested?...But since I drank your wine, I agree to it."
Li Ke smiled and shook his head, then read.
"Zeguo..."
wrong!
