In the Heavenly Policy Manor.
Empress Zhangsun was eating snacks in satisfaction.
Mrs. Du and the others were sitting or lying on the side, leisurely.
The warm sunset hung in the west, and the entire back garden seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.
I wonder how the situation in the Winding River Tower is.”Mrs. Cheng was a little melancholic.
"As long as this group of young dukes doesn't make a fool of themselves, they'll be thanking the heavens.”
Empress Zhangsun smiled lightly.
"How can it be so fast? The night hasn't even darkened yet. According to my past experience, the poetry recital should end in the middle of the night.”
"If it's more intense, it might last until dawn.”
Mrs. Du nodded."Yes, this time, it's rare for a noble family to be able to participate at the same time as a poor scholar. I estimate that it should be until early morning. If it's intense, I'm afraid it might be delayed until tomorrow night!”
Everyone nodded slightly.
"I only hope that there will be more poems that are well-known.”
"I wonder if any young man has stood out and appeared out of nowhere!”
Empress Zhangsun gently clapped her hands and knocked away the crumbs on her fingers.
"Just you wait." Madam Zhangsun looked up at the sky and was also a little anxious.
It was because Zhangsun Chong was also there this time.
"Report!"
"Empress! The attendant in charge of recording in the Qujiang Pavilion had returned.”
Li Junxian suddenly strode in to report.
"What?"
"You're back?"
"The poetry recital is over? Why is it so fast!"
Empress Zhangsun was shocked.
"Your Majesty," Li Junxian nodded,"the chamberlain said that it was indeed over."”
Empress Zhangsun exchanged glances with the other madams.
Unexpectedly.
They had thought that it would end very late.
However, this time, it was the fastest time for a poetry meet to end.
What happened?
Let him come in,"
Empress Zhangsun hurriedly instructed.
"Yes, sir!"
Li Junxian retreated, and a servant quickly entered.
He was holding a box in his arms.
"Greetings, Empress."
"No need to be polite.”
The chamberlain quickly handed the box over.
Empress Zhangsun took it and quickly opened it.
On top of the high-quality Xuan paper, there were densely packed words.
Instantly, the wives of the various high dukes surrounded him.
"What is this? Why is it so strange?”
"That, laughter, reminds, me, of, my, flowers.”
"In every corner of my…life…fall…quietly…quietly…open…for me.”
"Hiss…""What poem is this?"
Empress Zhangsun was puzzled.
The beginning was a little confusing.
No matter how they read it, it was different from poetry.
"Empress, this is not a poem, but a melody.”The chamberlain replied.
"Hmm? Can this thing sing?"
"Sing," Mrs. Cheng couldn't understand.”
"Yes, sir!"
The chamberlain cleared his voice and imitated Li Feng's singing.
Empress Zhangsun and the others furrowed their brows slightly at first, but soon, the lyrics actually began to harmonize.
"Lalalala…Lalalala…Lalalala…I miss her.”
"Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalal”
"Lalalala…Lalalala…Lalalala…Go!”
It had to be said that modern lyrics were very suitable for people's tones, and they were easy to understand. It was almost like listening to it once and it would leave an impression. He could not help but hum it out.
"This song is so magical!"
"I wonder who sang it?"
"This must be a master of music. He actually invented such a nice accent. Reward, reward heavily.”
Empress Zhangsun was conquered.
It was too beautiful!
She hummed softly, and the memories of her youth and Li Er appeared in her mind.
That was the most beautiful part of his memory.
"Er, reporting to the Empress, this is a strange youth called, Dad.”The chamberlain replied.
"Daddy?"
"What kind of name is this? Young man?"
"Let me ask you, what does this young man look like?”
Empress Zhangsun asked hurriedly.
"Yeah, what does he look like?”
"This melody is too beautiful. It must be passed down.”
"I couldn't help but start humming. I wonder what music palace it belongs to? "It's equivalent to a performance group. In layman's terms, it's a performing group." Mrs. Cheng and the others were also anxious.
"I don't know. This young man is very handsome and unrestrained. Sigh, he has three maids.”The chamberlain recalled and said slowly.
But when she heard about the three maids, Empress Zhangsun's eyes suddenly lit up.
It was Li Feng!
It's my son!
She reacted instantly.
That's right, other than Feng 'er, who else could have such a strange yet beautiful accent?
However, he didn't expect this brat to know music.
Humph!
I'll let him teach Chang Le some other day.
Empress Zhangsun thought.
Delighted!
"Alright, alright. Let's continue watching. I didn't expect there to be such immortal music at the beginning.”
"This young man is really talented!"
Empress Zhangsun was proud.
As expected, his son could shine no matter where he went.
Sigh!
It was just that he couldn't show off. It was uncomfortable.
No, he had to acknowledge her as his family as soon as possible.
He could also show off to his little sisters.
They continued reading.
Below were all kinds of poems.
"This song is good. It makes people's eyes light up.”
"This is fine too. It's catchy.”
"Sigh, don't say it. Although this time it ended early, there are still some things.”
Mrs. Du and the others started discussing in high spirits.
"That…Empress, why don't you turn to the last page?”the chamberlain reminded.
"The last time, I'm going to see you!" Empress Zhangsun turned to the last page suspiciously.""Take your time to appreciate it. What's wrong with the last page?·····”
"The wind is strong, the sky is high, and the apes are howling. The white birds fly back to the clear sand.”
The first sentence entered Empress Zhangsun's eyes, and she gasped.
He continued reading.
"Endless trees fall, the endless Yangtze River rolls.”
"Ten thousand miles away in autumn, I am always a guest. I am sick for a hundred years and I am alone on the stage.”
"It's hard and bitter to hate the frosty hair on my temples. I'm down and out, and I've just stopped drinking."”
[Empress Zhangsun: (Omega Д Omega) The wives of the Duke: !!!!]
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"Who wrote this?" Mrs. Du asked anxiously.
"It's also that youth." The chamberlain was a little excited.
It was as if he had returned to the time when he was reciting the moon at the Qu River Pavilion.
Empress Zhangsun took a deep breath.
She continued to look down.
Every word and sentence was like the stars in the sky.
Even if she was a person who had seen the world, she could not help but gasp and her heart raced.
Too many!
It was really too much!
There were more than 40 songs!
Each of them was comparable to a masterpiece that had been sung for thousands of years!
If they knew that these were all notes that Li Feng casually wrote to Ming Yue, they would probably be even more shocked!
"This…This…Is this young man still in Chang 'an?”Mrs. Du asked again.
"Quick, quick, call her over!”Madam Zhangsun was anxious.
The chamberlain shook his head."No, he's not. The entire Chang 'an is searching for the Sage's whereabouts, but they can't find him."”
"This…""What a pity!"
"Such talent, this is a poet saint!”
Madam Zhangsun was very regretful.
If anyone could write one of these poems, their name would be passed down through the ages. Now, they were all concentrated on one person.
Empress Zhangsun took a deep breath.
She was attracted by the last sentence.
To establish the will of heaven and earth, to establish the fate of the people, to inherit the ultimate knowledge of the past saints, and to open up peace for all generations!
Their gazes were fixed on the ground, and they did not leave for a long time.
"Heart the world!"
"This is…the Confucian Saint.”
Empress Zhangsun spat out two words heavily!
In the next second, she suddenly stood up.
"Bring the summary and enter the palace!"
Empress Zhangsun was very anxious.
She wanted to let Li Er see that this was our son!
He was comparable to the son of a Saint!
Dew Palace!
When Empress Zhangsun arrived.
Li Er, Zhangsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were all present.
"Le Saint, Poet Saint, Confucian Saint Saint!!!”
"Three Saints as One!"
"Hahaha, good, good!!!”
"What a good idea to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the ultimate arts of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations!”
"My son has such a grand wish. Zhen is gratified, gratified!”
"Hahaha…" Li Er laughed wildly.
He already knew the entire process.
"Hang the five surnames and seven Wangs up and beat them up!”
"Li Daofeng is willing to be a disciple!"
"What Lu Ziyi? Haha, my son poured ink on her! What Chang 'an's number one talent Li Long? He was so scared by my son that he spat out blood on the spot.”
"Haha, I am invincible!"
Li Er roared.
The comfort in his heart.
The comfort in his heart!
It was unprecedented.
Zhangsun Wuji and the others were smiling bitterly.
Looking at Li Er's appearance, she thought of her son.
Fang Yiai, Zhangsun Chong, Du Gou!
Damn it, they were already so excited a few days ago. Now that they were gone, there was no sound at all.
He should be like Saint Li when he gave birth to a child!
"Hey, auxiliary machine, Xuanling, Keming, I wonder if you have any poems?”
"Read it too?"
Li Er looked at them with a smile.
"Your Majesty, forget it.”
"Yes, Your Majesty. This poetry meet is a stage for Your Highness alone. They…"
”
The three of them hurriedly shook their heads.
Damn it!
These three fellows also had poems, and they had prepared them long ago.
He couldn't even keep up with Li Feng's hair.
"Hahaha, it's fine, it's fine. Let them study hard. They will catch up to Feng 'er sooner or later.”Li Er smiled.
The three of them stopped talking.
Catch up?
The three of them left.
When she left, she gently hummed those flowers.
Chang 'an was boiling.
In less than two hours, everything that had happened at the Chang 'an Poetry Meet had been circulated in the streets.
In the streets and alleys, they are all recited and sung.
Out of nowhere!
It was extremely resplendent!
It was just that the name was a little strange!
However, how could a Saint be the same as an ordinary person?
The word 'father' resounded throughout the city!
Later, these two words gradually evolved into synonymous with "genius, god," but that was all in the future.
Just as the entire city was reciting Li Feng's poem.
A different atmosphere appeared.
The price of the books skyrocketed once again!
At the same time, all sorts of old books were being recycled at high prices.
Countless princes of the Humble Class realized that even reading books had become a luxury for them!
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