Mrs. Yang was Yang Xuefei, the former Consort of Qi, a woman who was highly controversial in history.
Li Xiu 'er had seen her once. Her eyebrows were like the autumn moon, her almond eyes were like peach cheeks, and her skin was like frost. She was beautiful and beautiful. She was truly the number one beauty in the Imperial City.
And the imperial capital was the place where the world's most talented and beautiful people gathered. The number one beauty of the imperial capital was the number one beauty of the Great Tang.
Li Xiu Er was surprised that Li Shi Min was willing to give her to him!
In fact, Li Shimin was reluctant to give Yang Xuefei away, no matter who it was.
However, the assassination attempt by the remnants of the former Eastern Palace and King Qi's Mansion had alerted him once again. In addition, he had been hit in the vital parts by Li Yan's sword. Now, he had become a Living Buddha. After thinking about it, he had packed up the women of the former Eastern Palace and King Qi's Mansion and given them to Li Xiu 'er.
Zhangsun Wuji's suggestion was just to push the boat with the current.
Li Shi Min also wanted to test Li Xiu 'er by sending away the women of the Eastern Palace and King Qi's mansion, to see if he would be harmed by women.
Later on, Li Xiu Er passed the test successfully, which made Li Shi Min admire her greatly.
Li Xiu-Er was not familiar with Yang Xuefei at all!
After all, the two of them had only met once!
Even though she was already one of his wives.
"Sister Guan Yin, look, what does Sister Xuefei mean by this snow lotus?”Xiu-Er Li asked Zheng Guanyin.
God had mercy on her. In both his past and present life, Li Xiu 'er had never chased after a girl, let alone dated.
The ice and snow young man came out of the mortal world, and the first sunny day by the West Lake.
Li Xiu 'er's emotional world had always been as pure as a piece of white paper.
Luo Yuying's appearance had caused a ripple in his young heart.
The calf of love has just blossomed.
Zheng Guanyin took a closer look and frowned.
A moment later, she smiled sweetly and nodded."I understand! Sister Xuefei wants to tell you through this snow lotus that she is still a pure and innocent virgin! The deep red snow lotus symbolized the girl's bright red heart. She confessed to you. She likes you very much!”
Li Xiu 'er slapped her forehead and suddenly understood everything.
"Sister Xuefei is really thoughtful! I'll remember it!" Li Xiu 'er said softly. She folded the light red silk handkerchief and put it into her bosom carefully, keeping it close to her.
When Wen Qi saw this scene, she did not show it on the surface, but she was very happy in her heart!
Madam's painstaking efforts were finally not in vain!
Li Xiu Er really liked pure girls!
"Sister Xuefei gave me a gift, and I have to return the favor!”"Someone, bring me a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!" Li Xiu 'er said.”
"Yes, sir!" Several maids agreed in unison and left.
After a while, they brought a brush, some ink, a piece of Xuan paper, and an inkstone.
Li Xiu 'er spread the Xuan paper on a nearby stone table, then started to use Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. She quickly wrote down four lines of a poem: In heaven, I wish to be a pair of lovebirds, on earth, I wish to be a pair of branches. Everlasting, sometimes ending, this feeling is endless.
Li Xiu 'er had copied the last four lines of Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Sorrow, but she had changed the word' hate 'to' affection'.
The difference of one word was like the difference between heaven and earth.
The word "hate" was a tragedy, a resentment, a sorrow, a sorrow of separation, a separation between heaven and man, and a betrayal in this life.
Love was true love, kindness, eternity, comedy, and everlasting.
When Zheng Guanyin and the maids saw these four lines of poetry, their hearts trembled slightly. A sense of envy and resentment surged out from the bottom of their hearts.
Why didn't Li Xiu 'er write such a beautiful and affectionate poem for them?
This was great. Yang Xuefei had it easy!
Wen Qi looked at it and became even happier.
Liu Mei smiled and was as pretty as a flower. It was needless to say how happy she was!
Then, Li Xiu 'er wrote the title of the poem: It was given to Yang Xuefei.
With her full name attached, this poem would be passed down through the ages along with her.
This kind of treatment could not be said to be small!
Li Xiu-Er handed the book to the excited Wen Qi. She smiled and pinched Wen Qi's pretty face,""Little girl, go back and report! Tell Sister Xuefei to get ready. I'll take her out to play in the next few days!”
"Yes!" Wen Qi was overjoyed and nodded heavily.
After bowing to Li Xiu Er again, Wen Qi left happily.
Seeing Zheng Guanyin's resentful eyes, Li Xiuer scratched her head and said helplessly,""Guanyin Niangzi, don't be so sad! Someday, I'll write a good poem for you!”
"Good! Forget it today! However, I will remember your words! If you forget, I will be very sad!”Zheng Guanyin's cloudy mood quickly turned sunny as she pursed her lips.
That night, Xiu-Er Lee and Zheng Guanyin had dinner together.
After eating and drinking to their fill, they took a walk for a while. After taking a shower, Xiu-Er Lee hugged Zheng Guanyin and went to sleep.
As for Li Wan 'er, she was still sleeping next door with two personal maids accompanying her.
……
The next morning, Li Xiu 'er put on a small dragon robe and rode on the Ferghana Horse that Li Shimin had given her. She rushed to the palace.
When they arrived at Xiande Hall, Li Xiu 'er couldn't find Li Shimin and the officials. She asked some palace maids and eunuchs and found out that they had gone to the imperial garden to admire chrysanthemums and compose poems.
When she arrived at the imperial garden, Li Xiu 'er saw that chrysanthemums were blooming all over the mountains and plains. They were golden and brilliant, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.
Li Xiu 'er took a light breath. The fragrance of the chrysanthemum was soothing and cleansing her soul. Li Xiu' er couldn't help but let out a long " hmm " in comfort.
Seeing Li Xiu 'er, Li Shimin, who was gathered with Zhangsun Wuji, Feng Deyi, Pei Ju, Pei Ji, Xiao Yu, Chen Shuda, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, Li Jing, Li Xiaogong, and other civil and military officials, laughed and waved his hand, signaling him to hurry over.
Li Xiu Er quickly walked up to Li Shiming.
"Greetings, Imperial Father! Long live Imperial Father!" Li Xiu 'er cupped her fists and shouted.
Li Shi Min reached out and pulled Li Xiu Er up. He smiled and said,"Xiu-Er, it's a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the air is clear, and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom. The scenery is like a fairyland.”
"Imperial Father, what poem did you write? Can I take a look?" Li Xiu 'er asked curiously.
He knew that Li Shimin was a talented and courageous emperor, but he was not very clear about his poetry level.
At least, he didn't have any impression of it.
Let's witness it today!
"Of course!" Li Shimin smiled and took out a piece of paper. Strong grass can be seen in the strong wind, and honest officials can be seen in the rigid wind. Brave men are content with righteousness, and wise men are bound to cherish benevolence.
The title of the poem is "To Xiao Yu."
Obviously, this poem was written by Li Shimin for the minister Xiao Yu.
The diction was not gorgeous, but it was popular and profound. It would be passed down for hundreds of generations and immortal.
"Imperial Father's literary virtue is clear, peerless, this child admires him to the point of prostrating on the ground!”Li Xiu 'er praised him, her face full of admiration.
No matter what, he had to bootlick first!
Moreover, it was indeed written very well!
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