It's Peony Order again!

There were three consecutive Peony Orders in the opening game. If there was nothing wrong with it, then there would be a real ghost.

Li Guo involuntarily looked at the pavilion of the General Immortal Palace. Yaotai was very close to the General Immortal Palace, and you could clearly see the scenery in the General Immortal Palace. The prince Li Xian, the prime minister Li Dan, the aunt Princess Taiping, and the Liang Wang Wusi, and sat in a row behind the railings.

Behind them, there was a snow-white veil.

From Li Guo's perspective, you can vaguely see the light veil, and there seems to be a person sitting.

Although I couldn't see the person clearly, Li Guo knew very well that the person who could sit there was only possible!

Grandma, what do you want to do?

As for the Zongxian Palace, Li Xian and others have different expressions.

But they dared not look behind them, because the person behind them must be looking at them at this moment.

The thin veil isolates Wu Zetian, Li Xian and others.

Wu Zetian was playing with a glass of glass. There was a bright red wine in the glass, which was shaking with her palms, and turned into the glass with a charming light.

A hint of coldness appeared in the phoenix's eyes.

How can I bend my head and serve the powerful and unhappy?

Only the peonies are truly beautiful, and the flowers are moving in the capital during the season?

I want to see how happy you, a young boy, are; I also want to know how you can become famous in the capital?

There are seven people in Yaotai, but Wu Zetian believes that it will be Yang Shouwen singing together.

Although Guer is also literary, it is not enough to support this kind of scene; Zhang Xu and Su Feng are good at calligraphy, so there is no need to worry about it. The rest of Zhang said that Zhang Ruoxu and He Zhizhang are both smart people, so how could they not see the problem?

The only Sima Chengzhen has decided to retire to Tiantai Mountain, and I believe that he will not make a name for himself at this time.

Yang Shouwen, I have a hundred orders!

If you really have the ability, let’s make these hundred orders today.

At this moment, Wu Zetian felt a little excited in his heart.

This kind of emotion has not appeared for many years, especially after she ascended the throne, after she was cleaned by Lai Junchen's group of people, the thorns in the court were almost cleaned. Even Di Huaiying, who was proud and proud back then, has become honest now. This makes Wu Zetian very happy. But she can't help but feel a sense of loss in her heart.

Wu Zetian was born in an official family, and his father, Wu Shihuo, was an old minister of Yuan Cong who followed Li Yuan to raise an army in Taiyuan.

It’s a pity that Warrior’s talent was destined to have limited achievements. Later, he married Wu Zetian’s mother... That’s right, it was a successor. After Warrior’s death, several half-brothers of Wu Zetian made things difficult for her mother and daughter, which also created Wu Zetian’s cold heart like steel. She was fighting and loved to fight! Even in the most difficult times, she never felt any despair. In the words of a great man from later generations, it was: Fighting endless fun with the heavens, fighting with the earth, fighting with people.

Wu Zetian spent his life in struggle.

From a young talent who entered and left the palace, to the queen who later became the mother of the world, to the nine-five masters who now control the world.

Every step is full of blood.

But after ascending the throne, she seemed to have lost the object of the fight.

This made Wu Zetian feel very bored, and sometimes even felt lonely as snow.

Now, Yang Shouwen suddenly jumped out and stirred Wu Zetian's aggressive heartstrings.

I just want you to look ugly! Aren’t you unwilling to bow your head to serve the powerful? I want you to lose your reputation and lower your head.

If Yang Shouwen cannot handle a gathering of such a level as the General Immortal Association, he will inevitably lose face.

Wu Zetian just wanted to see Yang Shouwen's sad face.

"Qingzhi, why not forget it. Let's admit defeat in this game?"

Li Guo was very worried that if Yang Shouwen continued like this, he would completely anger Wu Zetian.

But he didn't expect that Wu Zetian's provocation completely aroused the stubbornness in Yang Shouwen's heart.

He took a deep breath and suddenly sneered, "But I can write one song, and I can write the second song."

After saying that, he pushed Li Guo away and strode to the window.

"Get wine."

The palace maid was stunned when she heard this and hurriedly stepped forward and filled with wine.

"Qingzhi, don't eat too much wine."

He Zhizhang frowned slightly and stepped forward to persuade him.

But Yang Shouwen smiled and said, "Doctor He doesn't have to worry. The more I eat more wine, the more I feel like a spring.

Eat one more glass of wine and have another poem. Come on, let’s watch me sing the Peony Order, and ask all the officials to comment on me.”

Yang Shouwen's voice was loud, and even the people on the pavilion of the Immortal Palace could hear it clearly.

Wu Zetian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was talking to himself: "Will you have a more poem after eating a glass of wine? I want to see how many cups you can eat."

"Wan'er!"

"I'm here."

"I will take the Yaotai on my behalf and I want to learn about Yang Qingzhi's literary talent."

Wu Zetian's words were not angry, but Shangguan Wan'er knew that this moody king was a little unhappy.

So is Yizi? You have already ‘how can you bend your eyebrows and serve the powerful?’ Why do you have to fight against Your Majesty?

Shangguan Wan'er was also in a little embarrassed at this time.

She didn't want Yang Shouwen to be involved in the dispute between the Wu and Li families, but she didn't want Yang Shouwen to solve the problem by irritating Wu Zetian. She was a woman with extremely tough temperament! Although she was old now, she was much gentler than she was back then. But in her bones, she was still the one Wu Meiniang who had iron-blooded means and killed without blinking.

When Shangguan Wan'er thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a headache.

She hurriedly came out of the Immortal Palace and walked downstairs of Yaotai, and heard a sing of harmony.

"A bright red dew condenses fragrance, and Wushan is heartbroken. I want to ask who is like the Han Palace, but the poor flying swallow leans on new makeup."

Like the peony poem written by Guo Silang before, Yang Shouwen also used the technique of praising peony without revealing peony this time. The whole article was full of praise for peony, but no "peony" was written from beginning to end. And in terms of artistic conception and style, this peony poem was more prosperous and had a higher style than the ancient style of "Appreciating Peony".

So fast!

After the singing and singing ended, there were 180 nobles and famous scholars on the 36th floor, and they couldn't help but praise each other.

Lu Zang's face turned ashen, turned his head and looked at Du Shenyan standing beside him. From Du Shenyan's eyes, he saw a hint of loss. It was a kind of loss caused by admiration. In fact, isn't it the same with Lu Zangyong?

Lu Zangyong's disgust towards Yang Shouwen originated from the Lu family of Fanyang and Chen Zi'ang.

Yang Shouwen was in Changping, destroying the Zhenbao Pavilion, which made the Lu family in Fanyang difficult to describe; and Chen Zi'ang and Lu Zangyong were friends. Chen Zi'ang was nearly forty years old and did not get married. To put it bluntly, it was all because of Zheng Sanniang back then. Chen Zi'ang loved Zheng Sanniang deeply, but Zheng Sanniang married Yang Chenglie, so even though Chen Zi'ang became famous, he did not get married.

Lu Zangyong was extremely resentful to the Yang family.

only……

Although Zheng Sanniang has died, she has cultivated a monster like Yang Qingzhi.

Bo Yukong has amazing talent, but he cannot embrace the beauty... This regret may never be compensated for in his life.

"Is Ziqian still angry about what happened just now?"

At this time, a man standing beside Lu Zangyong had a sneer on his face.

He was over 40 years old and was born with a handsome appearance.

Time carved deep marks on his face, but it could not hide his outstanding glory. He stood beside Lu Zangyong and whispered: "I said: It's not lasting. Although the Yang family's talent is extraordinary, it is inevitable that it is too strong.

What kind of personality is today?

It would be fine if he could not write this poem, but now he would make the saint lose face.

Such people are only literary, but they are hard to achieve great success. If they really anger the saint, they are afraid they are not far from death... Haha, you need to know how to advance and retreat, and only those who know the times are heroes! Yang Qingzhi relies on his talent to die a little, but he will never die well."

Lu Zangyong recognized this person, and was Song Zhiwen, the Secretary of the Shangshu.

Song Zhiwen did not have a prominent family background. His father Song Lingwen was born in his hometown and was versatile. Song Zhiwen's three brothers, influenced by his father, inherited the three skills of Song Lingwen. Song Zhiwen was good at writing, Song Zhiti was extremely brave, and Song Zhixun was good at cursive clerical profession. At that time, he was called the Sanjue brother. In the second year of Shangyuan, Song Zhiwen passed the imperial examination and later valued it as Wu Zetian.

He was skilled in craftsmanship and was able to make various poems and lyrics to win the favor of the emperor. In addition, he had a close relationship with Zhang Yizhi's brothers, so he was very trusted by Wu Zetian. Today, he quickly saw the clues and made a decision in his heart.

Lu Zangyong is a famous scholar today and a child of aristocratic race.

Song Zhiwen looked at him and whispered: "Ziqian, I am proud of it for a moment, but I am free if I am free for a long time."

"Yanqing means..."

Song Zhiwen said: "Wuron knew that Ziqian was very talented and wanted to get to know him for a long time.

Just now, the Yang family was embarrassed by Ziqian outside the Nantian Gate. Now that he is showing off his power in front of the saint, he will sooner or later be in trouble. However, I can't say that you and I can witness a good story again today. Why not see how good the Yang family's literary talent is?"

In just a few short sentences, it has already expressed its purpose.

First, Zhang Yizhi wants to recruit you; second, if you are willing, I can still help you extricate the anger just now.

Lu Zangyong heard it, but couldn't help frowning.

In fact, Zhang Yizhi had expressed his thoughts on recruiting him several times before.

But Lu Zangyong was not very interested in the Zhang brothers. He was just a domineering villain who relied on Wu Zetian's favor! Lu Zangyong would not have left the idiom of Zhongnan shortcut. But in his heart, Lu Zangyong always had the pride that aristocratic family should have. Whether it was Zhang Yizhi or Song Zhiwen, he was a civilian, and he was cunning and ill-hearted. These guys had no bottom line in doing things and did not know what restraint meant at all. If they followed the Zhang brothers, Lu Zangyong knew that he would not have a good end. But if he didn't surrender... Did you think Song Zhiwen just said Yang Shouwen?

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

This is what Song Zhiwen revealed.
To be continued...