" Miss Qingqian, Miss Qingqian…" Li Chongtong called out twice before Shui Qingqian reacted. She didn't expect to see Li Yu alive on the first day she transmigrated. What about after that? Would she see the big and small Zhou queens, Zhao Kuangyin, or something? She couldn't help but feel excited at the thought. However, if Qing Qian had known in advance that she would be entangled between the two kings for the rest of her life, she did not know if she would still be in such a good mood.
Li Chongtong called out again, only to receive a faint smile from Shui Qingqian." Young Master's words were very good just now. Qingqian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.”Li Zhongtong felt a little embarrassed when he heard Qing Qian praise him like this. He only smiled modestly." Miss Qing Qian's poems are not bad, especially that line,'The wind is also rustling, the rain is also rustling, and I've been skinny for another night.' It makes people feel very comfortable when they read it.
Qing Qian could only smile awkwardly when she heard this. That was Nalan Rong Ruo's poem, how could it not be good? But then again, Li Yu's slightly red face was especially cute. It was just that he did not know if Li Yu had become the emperor or was still the Sixth Prince who played with the mountains and rivers.
Of course, Xiao Die had told Qing Qian what year it was, but Qing Qian was not good at history. Who knew how long it had been since Li Yu ascended the throne?
"This phrase is really petty." Ji Yafu heard Li Chongtong and Shui Qing reciting two poems." No wonder people always say that this poem is the work of an actor and is not presentable.”Although this sentence was spoken softly to himself, many guests still heard it. For a moment, it became lively.
Shui Qing Qian shook her head. Ci had only started to circulate among the scholar-bureaucrats after Li Yu, and the current Ci was mostly flashy but not substantial or describing the grievances of the boudoir. It was really not presentable. Just as he was sighing, he saw that Li Chongtong's expression was very bad. Although Ji Yafu's words just now were unintentional, it was easy for people to associate the actor with Li Chongtong.
Yan Lang originally wanted to argue, but was stopped by Li Chongtong. Although Ji Yafu no longer had military power, he was still a general highly regarded by his father. Moreover, he did not want to expose his identity at this time.
Naturally, Shui Qing Qian saw Yan Lang and Li Chong Tong's small actions clearly. Knowing that Li Chongtong was in a difficult position, she also wanted to prove the name of the poem. Qing Qian smiled, walked to the zither, sat down, and played the song "General's Order".
The intense tune made one's blood boil, but it stopped abruptly. Then, Qing Qian began to recite the well-known " Breaking the Enchantment " word by word.
"Drunk, I light a lamp and watch the sword. Eight hundred miles under his command, fifty strings turn the sound of the Great Wall. on the battlefield, autumn draws troops.
The horse was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. To finish the king's affairs in the world, to win the name of life and death. It's a pity that it happened for nothing!"
Qing Qian stood up and walked to the main hall. She looked at the stunned people around her with interest.
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Li Zhongtong was stunned for a long time. Although the name of the tune for " Breaking the Enemy Formation " was well-known, it was the first time someone had written such a passionate and passionate word for it, and matched it with such a tune that made people's emotions surge. What was even more surprising was that the composer was actually a seemingly weak girl.
Li Chongtong swallowed his saliva. He could not imagine that Shui Qingqian would say," Finishing the affairs of the world and winning the reputation of the world ". The entire table was filled with gasps of surprise. It was obvious that they could not believe it.
Shui Qing Qian looked at Li Chong Tong and in his burning gaze, Shui Qing Qian saw a strong sense of admiration and admiration. Then, he looked at Ji Yafu, who was still in shock.
"General Ji, Qian 'er thinks that everyone thinks that Ci is a type of sensuality, but this little girl thinks that Ci is just a tool that we use to express our emotions. It could not only bear the grief of the boudoir, but also express the feelings of the country.”
"Good, what a good way to express one's feelings for the country. In this case, this Ji is ignorant.”Ji Yafu smiled faintly at Qing Qian and turned to look at Li Chongtong. Others might not know, but Ji Yafu knew that Li Chongtong was the sixth prince, Li Congjia.
Li Chongtong naturally knew that it was impossible for Ji Yafu not to recognize him. He could only stand up and bid farewell to Qing Qian. If he stayed any longer, Ji Yafu would probably report him to his father, saying that he was nostalgic for the flowers again. He was originally the sixth son of the Emperor. Logically speaking, he could have been an idle prince, helping with the government when he had something to do, and spending his time on the mountains and rivers when he had nothing to do. Who knew that his second, third, fourth, and fifth brothers had passed away one after another? His eldest brother, Li Hongji, was also a suspicious and strict person. Many ministers and strategists did not want such a dictatorial person to become the Emperor, so they often pinned their hopes on Li Yu.
However, Li Yu was not cut out to be an emperor. He didn't want to be the emperor either. He only wanted to be in love with the mountains and rivers. He had no intention of fighting for the throne. But would the suspicious Li Hongji give his younger brother a way out?
Li Yu stood up and left, but Yan Lang didn't. He stared at Qing Qian for a long time before he got up. It had to be said that Shui Qingqian was really special today. It was not the first time he had seen Shui Qingqian. In the past, she gave people the feeling that she was beautiful, but other than beauty, she was really useless. But today, Shui Qingqian was not only eloquent, but she also wrote a good poem. Even Cong Jia praised her very much. It was a little too abnormal, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He could only be more careful in the future. After all, this was a critical period, and there were many things that he had to be wary of.
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