"Your Highness, look!"
Li Shimin was drinking wine out of boredom. No matter how melodious and pleasant the singing and dancing below was, he had no inclination to enjoy it.
In contrast, his eldest brother had a great time chatting with all the ministers.
Just when he was about to find a way to leave, he heard his uncle, Changsun Wuji, calling him.
"What's wrong?" Li Shimin asked faintly.
"Yes! What's wrong with brother?" The eldest grandson of the princess, Wugao, also asked curiously.
"Your Highness, look over there. Is that kid from General Cheng's family?" Changsun Wuji pointed at Cheng Chusi who was standing with Ji Song.
Li Shimin didn't think much after hearing this, and looked in the direction Changsun Wuji pointed.
When he saw Cheng Chusi standing beside the prince, his expression changed. What did he think of?
But he said nothing and continued drinking. He thought: As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to roost, so what's so strange about it!
"Hey! Isn't that Brother Song? Why is he here?" When Li Shimin was lost, he quickly looked over after hearing what Princess Qin said.
"You're really Brother Song!" Li Shimin said somewhat relaxedly when he saw Ji Song talking to Cheng Chusi.
He suddenly felt a little ashamed of his suspicion just now. The relationship between Cheng Yaojin and the Prince of Qin's Palace was a prosperous one. There was no reason to vote for the prince. Even if he did, the prince would not be able to reuse him.
Changsun Wuji looked at his sister and King Qin, his head was a little confused, and he didn't know what the couple were talking about.
In the end, Princess Qin didn't want to see her brother's embarrassment, so she explained: "Brother Song is the young man who rescued Pingyang. He was named a county boy for his merits."
"It's also the one who gave us the art of papermaking!" Seeing that his brother still didn't understand, Changsun Wugou continued.
"I see. Now Wuji understands. Wuji was a little reckless just now and almost made a big mistake. I hope the King of Qin will forgive me!" Changsun Wuji was such a smart man. He immediately understood what his sister meant and apologized to Li Shimin.
"Wuji doesn't have to be like this. You are also concerned about chaos, so don't take it personally." Li Shimin reassured.
"promise!"
The next banquet seemed to be nothing new. After all, the imperial court had regulations. In order to avoid accidents, the officials followed the rules and regulations. After so many years, they were tired of it.
Just when Li Shimin wanted to find a reason to leave, there was movement from Li Yuan, which had to make him feel at ease.
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Li Yuan was a little tired of watching the singing and dancing below, so he drank wine with the beauties in boredom.
Unintentionally, I saw the young man I saw in the Taiji Hall and another honest young man whispering to each other. A smile appeared on his face. Thinking of the task assigned to the young man, his eyes turned to realize the plan.
"Pop!"
The ministers who were admiring the bustling scene of Chang'an heard the voice and saw that it was His Majesty signaling.
Everyone immediately turned their attention here, and even Ji Song was forced to stop discussing the more charming topic of the dancer with Cheng Chusi.
Li Yuan saw everyone's attention coming here, smiled with satisfaction and said: "The Lantern Festival is one of the most important festivals of the year.
All of you sitting here are also the pillars of our Tang Dynasty, and we are also the best choices in literature, Taoism and military strategy.
We have a happy gathering tonight, with beauties dancing and fine wine and food, but I still feel a little regretful! "
Pei Ji was Li Yuan's close friend when he was young, and now he is one of the prime ministers of the Tang Dynasty. Li Yuan's temperament was well understood. He stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, this song and dance is my top dance in the Tang Dynasty. Wine is my best." The best royal wine in the Tang Dynasty; this delicacy was prepared by the best chef in the Tang Dynasty, so what else does your Majesty have to regret?"
"What Pei Aiqing said is correct, but as the saying goes, there is no banquet without wine and poetry. I think there are many talented people in the Tang Dynasty. You are all talented people with rich knowledge. Can you teach me?" Li Yuan pretended to be thoughtful.
When Ji Song in the distance heard this, his heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was digging a hole for himself. He now desperately hopes that Li Bai will be alive at this time and steal all the limelight, so that he can continue to be his invisible person.
But the hope is beautiful, but the reality is a skinny girl.
As soon as Li Yuan finished speaking, many pretentious people came forward to offer poems to Li Yuan.
No matter how this poem looks to others, in Ji Song's opinion it is empty, boring and without any new ideas.
There was even an official in his fifties or sixties who presented an extremely explicit limerick that made Ji Song's skin crawl.
It happened that Ji Song's scene was seen by Princess Pingyang. She had a bad smile on her face and said something in Li Yuan's ear, which made Li Yuan look at Ji Song with extremely unkind eyes.
Fortunately, Ji Song didn't see this scene. If he had known about it, he might have scolded Li Xiuning!
"I remember that a frontier fortress poem was widely circulated in Chang'an a while ago. It was said to be written by a young man. If it were here today, there must be another famous work handed down to the world." Li Yuan said with seeming regret.
"Your Majesty is joking. Today is a banquet for our heroes of the Tang Dynasty. Why is he here? If your Majesty likes it, I will find him tomorrow." Pei Ji is indeed Pei Ji. As soon as Li Yuan finished speaking, he stepped forward to flatter him. road.
"I won't bother Mr. Pei. Who said which young man didn't show up?" When everyone was disappointed, Kong Yingda stepped forward and said.
"Oh! Kong Qing said he is here?" Li Yuan pretended to be surprised.
"Exactly!"
"Then what are you waiting for? Please come up quickly!"
While Li Yuan and Kong Yingda were talking, Li Gang, as a teacher, couldn't sit still. He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, that young man is the student of the old minister, and he is right next to the old minister. Ji Song, come here quickly."
"My minister Ji Song pays homage to your majesty. May your majesty be safe!"
"Are you the one who wrote Liangzhou Ci?"
Ji Song glanced at Li Yuan speechlessly, feeling helpless in his heart, but he still had to cooperate well and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it's the minister."
"Well, tonight you will compose a poem with the theme of the Lantern Festival and the scene in front of you. If you can satisfy me and all the ministers, you will be rewarded heavily!" Li Yuan seemed to be overjoyed.
"This..." Ji Song hesitated.
"What? Do you want to resist the order?" Li Yuan's eyes were extremely unkind, as if he didn't want to say anything anymore; if he dared to say no, he would be better off than you.
What else could Ji Song do? He said helplessly: "I obey the order!"
Ji Song's appearance left some impression on everyone who was sitting there, especially when Princess Pingyang made a big fuss in the Ministry of Works last time, which was widely circulated.
They may admire, doubt, gloat, or have bad intentions.
Ji Song completely ignored these people, bowed to Li Yuan, nodded slightly to the regretful Princess Pingyang, and then walked slowly to the crenellations of the city wall.
Ji Song looked at the crowd below and the lights of thousands of houses. Just when everyone was getting impatient, Ji Song said.
