The poem is written all over!

One sentence expresses the mood of Yang Jiong and others.

It is not to be concealed that Yang Jiong and other three heroes and Du Shenyan and four friends really think so. Today, they copied the 1,024 poems and essays recited by Pei Shaoqing. They really felt that there was no need to write poems again.

Because no matter how much you write, you can't write a better poem.

Wu Zetian's eyes turned to Du Shenyan and others again, and Du Shenyan and others were silent and burst into tears.

In a depressed mood, they were reluctant to say a word of praise, which was completely different from the joy and excitement they usually encountered when they encountered good poems.

They just want to be quiet now.

Wu Zetian said in a deep voice: "You can't write such poems?"

Yang Jiong sighed: "I am just a little talented and knowledgeable, but I really can't write such popular poems."

After saying that, he thought that if Wang Bo was still alive, he could write one or two such good poems, but only one or two, and it would be impossible to write thousands of poems.

Wu Zetian asked again: "Then, can Pei Xiaolangjun write it?"

"The Queen of Heaven is joking." Yang Jiong smiled bitterly, "Even if Pei Xiaolangjun is a natural person, he will start writing poetry at the age of five, and it will take five days to write so many poems, let alone..."

Besides, I didn't say anything about it, but everyone understands it.

Pei Shaoqing is just a guard and has never studied seriously.

Now Wu Zetian said again: "Who can write these poems and essays in the world today?"

"I'm afraid there isn't." Du Shenyan said, "If it were one or two good poems, you might have it accidentally, but as many as 1,024 poems of this level, no one can write them in today's world."

Speaking of this, Du Shenyan said: "And the styles of these 1024 poems are different, either bold, sad, enthusiastic, or compassionate. Only Wenqu Xingjun can write them."

Yang Jiong also echoed: "Yes, mortals can never write such a changeable poem."

"Can't mortals write it?" Wu Zetian said, "In other words, only Wenqu Xingjun can write it?"

Yang Jiong and Du Shenyan glanced at each other and said affirmatively: "Yes, only Wenqu Xingjun can write it!"

As soon as these words were said, they were equivalent to setting the character of the entire incident: these 1024 poems were indeed the auspiciousness given by Wenqu Xingjun to the queen of heaven by Pei Shaoqing.

The emperor commended the contribution of the queen of Tian’s contribution to promoting culture and education and revitalizing the imperial examination.

There was a moment of silence in the entire Hanyuan Hall, and the needles could be heard.

But soon, Wu Sansi was the first to go out and bowed his head and sang: "Congratulations to the Queen of Heaven, congratulations to the Queen of Heaven! The achievements of education have given Meng Wenqu Xingjun auspiciousness, which is indeed the first emperor and empress in history!"

The next moment, the civil and military officials in the palace and foreign countries also knelt down one after another.

Tubo envoy Lun Zhongcong could only kneel down, and he even shouted reluctantly: Congratulations to the Queen.

Looking around, except for Wu Zetian sitting upright on the imperial throne, the entire Hanyuan Hall was only Pei Shaoqing standing under the jade stairs and not kneeling.

But no one will talk about Pei Shaoqing.

Because from this moment on, Pei Shaoqing was the messenger of offering auspiciousness.

Just relying on the identity of the messenger of Wenqu Xingjun, you can avoid kneeling and worship.

...

In the Qingsi Palace.

Li Zhi woke up from his sleep.

"Emperor." The little eunuch who was guarding outside the tent immediately stepped forward to serve.

Li Zhi stared at his eyes without focus and asked, "When is it now?"

"Report to the Emperor." The little eunuch replied, "It's not yet a moment."

"Is it not early?" Li Zhi frowned, "The Hanyuan Palace Grand Court meeting is not over yet?"

"It's not over yet." As soon as the little eunuch answered, footsteps sounded outside the hall, and then an old eunuch with a cold face stepped in.

The little eunuch quickly bowed and left the hall.

"Report to the Emperor, today's grand dynasty meeting..."

The old eunuch will tell you the important thing about what happened in Hanyuan Palace.

Li Zhi picked up a bottle of wine and was about to drink it, but when he heard the old eunuch say that Wenqu Xingjun asked a dream to offer auspiciousness to Pei Shaoqing, his hand trembled and the golden cup fell to the ground.

The wine in the bottle also sprinkled on the couch.

The old eunuch quickly stepped forward and carefully wiped the wine stains on the couch.

Li Zhi waved his hand and asked, "Which Xiangrui is Wenqu Xingjun offering?"

"1024 poems!" the old eunuch replied while wiping the wine stains.

"1024 poems?!" Li Zhi's hand trembled violently again, and said, "Is it worth watching?"

The old eunuch was silent for a moment and said, "Borrowing the words of Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, Luo Binwang and other seven people, these 1,024 poems have already written the poetry of the Tang Dynasty!"

"The poem is written all over?" Li Zhi said in a daze.

"Yes." The old eunuch whispered, "Du Shenyan said, these 1024 poems are beautiful and have different styles, and are definitely not something that ordinary people can write. Only Wenqu Xingjun can write them."

"Ha!" Li Zhi sneered and said, "Isn't this saying that Wenqu Xingjun's slandering man Pei Shaoqing to present auspiciousness to my queen is true?"

The old eunuch was silent, and the bedroom became silent.

After a long time, Li Zhicai sneered again.

"That's right." Li Zhi said, "In the past twenty years, my queen has worked hard and bowed all her heart for the Tang Dynasty, especially in promoting culture and education and revitalizing the imperial examination. God is grateful to this, so it is reasonable to order Wenquxingjun to bring down auspiciousness to commend his achievements."

The old eunuch bowed and continued to remain silent.

Li Zhi said again: "My body is getting worse and worse. I won't go to Zichen Palace to congratulate you. Maochun, please convey your congratulations to the queen for me."

"Here." The old eunuch responded and turned around and exited.

When the old eunuch barely walked to the gate of the hall, Li Zhi suddenly said, "Maochun, let Pei Shaoqing come to Qingsi Palace, I will see him now."

"Here!"

...

The Hanyuan Palace ceremony has finally ended.

But the officials did not leave immediately.

Because after the court meeting, the queen of heaven will give her food, that is, food under the corridor.

The Jinwu Guards in the Daming Palace almost all came out to bring up brocade mats, turtles, and other utensils, as well as food and water that had been prepared in Guanglu Temple.

But the treatment is different.

Officials under the sixth rank only have a large bowl of hot soup cakes and a dish of rice cakes.

In addition to soup cakes and rice cakes, officials above the fifth rank also have mutton in the water basin.

Tens of thousands of officials feasted on the third floor platform outside Hanyuan Hall, especially the sound of drinking noodle soup resounded through the sky, and the scene was still very delicious.

The senior officials in the hall should be more elegant in appearance.

Although Pei Shaoqing was not an official, he was able to eat in the palace.

A bowl of hot soup cakes, a plate of rice cakes and a large bowl of mutton in water.

The mutton basin tasted okay, but the soup cake tasted barely. However, that plate of rice cake gave Pei Shaoqing an unexpected surprise. This plate of rice cake was almost his favorite yellow rice cold cake in his previous life.

Pei Shaoqing finished the small plate of rice cake in just a few strokes.

A bare hand suddenly held a plate of rice cake in front of him.

"Do you like eating rice cakes? How many dishes will I help you get?"
Chapter completed!