Zhao Hao was speechless.
You are such a freshman queen, why do you still care about these things...
I also blame myself.
Isn't this just looking for trouble?
He praised Princess Yongning like a flower, but forgot that the majesty in front of her was also a woman.
In front of one woman, he praises another woman desperately.
Not even if this woman is the emperor.
Mistake, huge mistake!
Fortunately, he can still make up for it.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Hao said: "What did your Majesty say? The reason why I feel embarrassed is because I don't think there is anything in this world that is worthy of Your Majesty. All descriptions and descriptions are difficult to match."
He thought that this matter could be solved by flattering him, but Jiang Waner did not let him go easily.
Just listen to Jiang Waner say: "Okay, you can compose a poem for me. If it satisfies me, I will reward you. If it doesn't satisfy me..."
She did not continue talking and gave Zhao Hao a look that you can understand.
Zhao Hao was extremely depressed, but he didn't do anything.
He touched the tip of his nose and said, "In that case, I will show my shame."
Jiang Waner nodded and looked at him with interest.
Zhao Hao thought for a moment, then slowly raised his head and started chanting to Jiang Waner.
"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces,"
"The spring breeze blows Revlon."
"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain,"
"We will meet under the moon at Yaotai."
Your appearance and your clothes are so beautiful.
Even the white clouds and flowers will come to dress you up.
The spring breeze is swaying.
Flick the railing.
The beautiful flowers look even more gorgeous in the crystal dew.
Such stunning beauty that cannot be described in words is either the fluttering fairy on the jade mountain or the goddess on the Queen Mother's Yao Platform.
Zhao Hao asked softly: "Your Majesty, I don't know about this poem. How about it?"
This poem was written by Li Bai for Concubine Yang, and it is very appropriate for him to give it to Jiang Waner at this moment.
No matter how picky Jiang Waner is, this poem will definitely satisfy the other party's requirements.
Sure enough, Jiang Waner stayed where she was, not even noticing that the fishing rod in her hand fell to the ground.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhao Hao, filled with infinite shock.
This poem is so well written!
Comparing herself to a goddess.
and,
The language is rich and colorful.
Every word is ridiculous.
It feels like the spring breeze fills the paper,
Eyes full of flowers,
The face is blurred,
There is no need to describe it, it will naturally make people think it is a beautiful woman.
The plain words of one color praise without leaving any trace.
Absolutely amazing!
Is this really written by a boy who is only seventeen years old?
I don't know how much time passed before Jiang Waner gradually put away the shocked expression on her face and let out a long breath.
"Okay, I like this poem very much, so you can pass."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"I said that if the poem is well done, I will reward you. Tell me, what do you want?"
Zhao Hao said quickly: "Your Majesty, I don't need anything. Your Majesty can exempt me from the death penalty. It is a great kindness to me. How can I still ask for a reward?"
Seeing that his refusal was sincere and did not seem to be hypocritical, Jiang Waner pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that you rented the teahouse in Yongning, so I will directly reward you with that teahouse."
Zhao Hao quickly said: "Your Majesty, that teahouse is the princess's property, I can never take it!"
Jiang Waner smiled and said: "That is the property of the royal family. It is just left to Yongning to take care of. Just accept it."
Zhao Hao was startled and immediately understood what was going on.
People have already said this, so it would be rude to refuse.
And the location of that teahouse is really great.
A poem changes a building.
Not bad.
Thinking of this, he nodded: "In that case, thank you Your Majesty."
Jiang Waner said: "As for the gunpowder and the sky-shattering thunder, the matter is too big to spread, so you..."
Zhao Hao said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I know what to do."
Jiang Waner hummed: "Okay, you can go back. I like today's poem very much."
Zhao Hao bowed and said: "It is an honor for me to be favored by His Majesty."
After leaving the palace and sitting in the car, Zhao Hao's mind was still clearly filled with Jiang Waner's extremely beautiful face, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Her Majesty the Queen brought an extremely strong shock to his soul.
"What if..."
With this thought, I suddenly became excited.
Can't think.
It's easy to get into trouble.
After returning home, Zhao Wenxiang and Qin Shuyun immediately started asking questions.
Zhao Wenxiang asked hurriedly: "Boy, what did your Majesty say when he summoned you?"
Zhao Hao smiled and said: "Father, mother, don't be nervous, just because Mu Beicheng achieved a great victory this time, you gave me a verbal commendation."
After hearing what he said, the couple breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Wenxiang nodded and said: "It's pretty much what I expected. Although His Majesty won't reward you with anything, he still wants to encourage you verbally."
Qin Shuyun on the side suddenly said proudly: "My son has made such a great contribution, and your majesty deserves a commendation!"
Zhao Wenxiang said with a straight face: "You kid, don't think that just because you have made a contribution this time, your tail will be raised to the sky. You need to be careful in your words and deeds in the future!"
Zhao Hao quickly said: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely not cause trouble!"
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Imperial Palace, Jiaofang Hall.
Jiang Waner was writing the poem Zhao Hao wrote for her over and over again, feeling that she couldn't write enough.
This poem simply touched her heart.
Every sentence, every word, made her love her to the core.
Every time she wrote it, she was deeply impressed by the talent emanating from the poem.
They were all sincerely shocked.
After writing it a dozen times in a row, she straightened up and let out a long breath.
She said to the maid on the side: "Qing Xing, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that that little guy has such a talent."
Qing Xing was as calm as ever, with no waves in his tone: "This is a very good thing for me."
Jiang Waner smiled and sighed: "Yes, in the battle of Mu Beicheng, I, Da Gan, won a complete victory. Now that a literary star like Zhao Hao has appeared, both civil and military affairs are a sign of great prosperity. God bless me, Da Gan!"
She ascended to the throne of God at the age of twenty and ruled the world.
In the past ten years, what I have wanted is to make Daqian stronger and stand firm among the nations.
No one knew what kind of pressure she was under.
No one knows how she was so scared and walking on thin ice.
Ten years later, she finally saw the glimmer of hope.
With gunpowder, there is thunder.
A Wenqu star also appeared.
She suddenly realized that this was all brought by that little guy Zhao Hao.
Just as she was thinking this, Princess Yongning walked in quickly from outside.
"Sister Huang, I heard that Sister Huang summoned Zhao Hao?"
Jiang Waner put down her pen and looked up at Princess Yongning.
"This victory in Mubeicheng is all due to him. I summoned him to encourage him."
Just as Princess Yongning was about to continue talking, her beautiful eyes saw a dozen poems that Jiang Waner had just written.
She reached for one and read it softly.
Then, all the pores in his body opened.
