"Your Highness didn't come here just to talk about my marriage, right?”Looking at the angry Li Chengqian, Tang Feng said lightly.
Li Chengqian paused for a moment.
"I almost forgot about the important matter. That's right, I'm here to ask you for something.”Li Chengqian said after being stunned for a moment.
This Crown Prince of the Great Tang had something to ask of his son-in-law?
Looking at Li Chengqian, Tang Feng was suspicious.
"My sister Chang Le loves to collect copybooks of famous people. She saw the poems you wrote at Hu Yue Brothel a few days ago and the poem you wrote, so she begged me to ask for a copybook.”Li Chengqian continued.
Hearing Li Chengqian's words, Tang Feng's eyelids quietly twitched a few times.
Princess Chang Le!
Princess Changle, named Li Lizhi, was the eldest daughter of Li Er, the king of Tang. Because she was born to Empress Zhangsun, Li Er was especially fond of her. In the second year of Zhenguan, she was granted the title of Princess of Changle County.
In the orthodox history, this Princess Changle married the eldest son of the Duke of Qi, Zhangsun Wuji, in the seventh year of Zhenguan. She died of illness in the seventeenth year of Zhenguan at the age of twenty-three.
As someone who was obsessed with history, Tang Feng had admired the Eldest Princess of the Tang Empire for a long time.
Back then, after he transmigrated, whenever he looked forward to the future, he would always think of his future wife, Princess Chang Le, as his first priority.
It was a pity that he had activated the system too late. If he had activated the system seven years ago, he might have had a slight chance. Unfortunately, he did not have the chance now.
"My eldest younger sister is in the palace and it is inconvenient for her to go out. She has never liked to trouble others. This time, she is begging me. Tang Feng, you have to help me write a good poem for my younger sister.”Li Chengqian continued.
At this moment, Tang Feng paused for a moment and then suddenly raised his head.
It was not convenient for him to go out and walk around in the palace!
After he highlighted the main point of Li Chengqian's words, Tang Feng felt as if he had discovered a new continent, and his heart burned with passion.
In history, Hou Junji had rebelled, his entire family had been beheaded, and the Great Tang Crown Prince in front of him had been deposed. But now, the Crown Prince was still alive and well, so perhaps the Princess of Changle was still unmarried.
"Your Highness, pardon me for asking, but Princess Chang Le is still young.”He looked at Li Chengqian and asked.
"Eighteen." Li Chengqian did not know that this fellow in front of him actually had the idea of secretly hitting on his eldest sister. He smiled and replied.
At this moment, the corners of Tang Feng's mouth unconsciously curled up.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment.”His brain was spinning rapidly as he spoke to Li Chengqian.
A short while later, a poem appeared in his mind.
Then, he hurriedly got up and found a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
He knelt down in front of the table and gathered his emotions. Then, he placed the brush in his hand on the snow-white paper.
There are fifty strings on the brocade zither for no reason, and one string and one column miss Hua Nian.
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies in his dreams, and the emperor's spring heart entrusted cuckoo.
The moon in the vast sea has tears, and the sun in the blue field is warm and the jade produces smoke.
This feeling can wait to be remembered, but at that time it was already lost.
Li Chengqian, who was kneeling on the opposite side of the table, stared at the paper on the table without blinking. He looked at the words that appeared on the paper under the tip of the pen. Gradually, his mind was immersed in it.
The beautiful handwriting and the gorgeous poem seemed to come alive without a sound.
He couldn't help but read it word by word with Tang Feng's pen.
The voice sounded in the room.
Li Wan, who was standing outside the study room, listened to this beautiful poem and couldn't help but be immersed in it.
In the study room, after writing the two words " Jinse " on the top of the poem, Tang Feng lowered his head and blew on the paper a few times. Then, he threw the brush aside.
Looking at the zither he had written, he nodded in satisfaction.
"When I was very young, I heard an old man in the village recite this poem. I thought it was very beautiful, so I memorized it. Now, I'll give it to Princess Chang Le.”He looked at Li Chengqian and said with a smile.
Although he was thick-skinned, he was too embarrassed to take the zither for himself, so he fabricated a non-existent old man.
Li Chengqian picked up the paper on the table and carefully held it in his hand, carefully examining it.
"Tang Feng, don't tell me you miss my sister?”Li Chengqian withdrew his gaze from the poem and looked at Tang Feng again. He lowered his voice and asked.
After being asked by Li Chengqian, Tang Feng could not help but feel nervous for a moment. However, he quickly returned to normal.
"Why do you say that, Your Highness?"
"If you didn't miss my eldest sister, how could you write such a poem filled with affection?”Li Chengqian said.
"Your Highness, I have already said that I heard this poem from an old gentleman. It was not written by me.”Tang Feng hurriedly explained.
Li Chengqian pursed his lips. That expression was clearly saying, believe your ghost.
"Whatever you say. This poem is very good. I think my eldest sister will like it very much when she sees it.”As he spoke, Li Chengqian stood up.
"Alright, I should go back too."
Tang Feng also stood up and sent Li Chengqian to the door.
When he pushed open the door and saw Li Wan standing at the door, he was stunned.
Their eyes met briefly, and soon, they looked away.
"Your Highness." Li Wan looked at Li Chengqian and bowed.
Li Chengqian smiled and nodded. After nodding to Tang Feng, he brought a few attendants who were waiting outside the house and left the courtyard.
Li Wan stood there, her beautiful eyes looking at Li Chengqian's departing back. However, most of the time, her gaze was fixed on the piece of paper with poems written on it in Li Chengqian's hands.
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