Datang's free and easy concubine

Chapter 200 Hilarious

In Liangyi Hall, Li Shimin was reviewing the memorial, and Empress Changsun was accompanying him. Eunuch Liu quietly walked into the hall and came to Empress Changsun.

"My lady, this is the homework of Duke Ankang today."

Empress Changsun felt a lot less when she took it, but her mind was immediately attracted by the first page.

Even Su Chengshao's writing was temporarily forgotten by her.

It's been a long time since I saw Su Cheng write poems. I didn't expect that the heavy snow these two days would arouse Su Cheng's interest in poetry.

And Su Cheng's poems are as brilliant as ever!

In the past two days in Chang'an, I don't know how many talented people appreciate snow and write poems. However, once Su Cheng's poem comes out, other poems about snow appreciation can be ignored.

Anyway, it looks like a joke.

"It should be the celestial beings who got drunk and smashed the white clouds!" Empress Changsun exclaimed.

Li Shimin, who was reviewing the memorial, couldn't help being shocked when he heard it, and shouted: "Good poems, good poems, I didn't expect the queen to write such wild poems, don't I know you well?"

Empress Changsun said with a smile: "How could a concubine have such a poetic talent, this was written by Su Xiaozi!"

"It turned out to be Su Cheng. Qingque asked him to go to the poetry meeting, but he didn't go. Instead, he hid at home and wrote poems for me to see." Li Shimin laughed.

Empress Changsun said with a smile: "Seeing this heavy snowfall, how could there be no poetic interest? Besides, he didn't practice calligraphy today, but for the sake of this poem, let him be spared for the time being."

"Good poems, good poems, Su Cheng's poems are still as good as ever, Qingque's poems will be difficult to come up with such a good poem." Li Shimin couldn't help admiring.

Empress Changsun smiled and said: "Could it be that your Majesty only pays attention to poetry? Didn't you notice that Su Cheng's handwriting has improved a lot?"

Li Shimin said unhappily: "It's because he has made great progress, that's because he has too much room for improvement! He can barely read it. He has been blinded by this good poem for nothing, so he has to make persistent efforts!"

Empress Changsun nodded and said: "We must continue to urge him to practice calligraphy well. Today, his calligraphy practice is a bit low, but for the sake of this poem, let him be spared this time!"

Eunuch Liu hesitated for a moment, and explained: "The reason why there are fewer Qi reports to the empress is because the Duke of Ankang said that he is sick."

Empress Zhangsun was surprised and said: "What? Boy Su is sick? Could it be that Shangxue has suffered from the cold?"

Li Shimin asked: "Is it serious? Send the imperial doctor to have a look!"

Eunuch Liu hurriedly said: "Your maidservant asked carefully. She said that the county lord has realized a set of marksmanship in the wind and snow. Today, dancing spears in the snow won a lot of applause, and even competed with Xue Rengui in the mansion..."

Before Eunuch Liu finished speaking, Li Shimin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Pfft ha ha ha... What did he say? Watching the wind and snow realize how to set a spear? Is he trying to laugh me to death? Ha ha ha..."

Empress Changsun was speechless: "Your Majesty, is it so funny?"

Li Shimin laughed so hard that tears came out, rubbing his stomach while laughing and said: "No, no, my stomach hurts from laughing!"

Empress Changsun couldn't help laughing and said: "Your Majesty, it's true, why can't Su Cheng realize how to use a spear? Didn't Your Majesty listen to Eunuch Liu? Su Cheng's spear dancing won the applause of all the halls!"

Li Shimin laughed and said, "He's the Duke of the county, who wouldn't cheer him dancing his gun in the mansion?"

"Then Su Cheng and Xue Rengui are evenly matched. The concubine remembers that Xue Rengui is a warrior who has made great achievements with Su Cheng's Beizheng!" Empress Changsun retorted.

Li Shimin said with a smile: "Is Li Junxian's martial arts strong? Now let the pheasant slave compete with him, and you can even compete with him. Do you believe it or not?"

"I know that kid Su Cheng well. Although he has practiced for a month and a half, he is no match for an old soldier in the army. Let him write poems and play with other letters, let him dance with a gun, and don't hurt yourself. Not bad."

After Li Shimin finished speaking, he asked: "I haven't finished talking yet. How did Su Cheng get sick? Didn't he really hurt himself?"

Eunuch Liu hurriedly said: "Go back to Your Majesty, the Duke didn't hurt himself, but he was sore after dancing with the gun."

Li Shimin let out a laugh: "Queen, do you believe me now?"

Empress Changsun was speechless when she heard this. She really thought that Su Cheng had realized some marksmanship, and it was also Su Cheng's miraculous performance that made her believe it blindly.

Yingluo ran into the inner hall in a hurry, and said anxiously: "Princess, princess, it's not good."

Princess Changle is embroidering socks, and the style is obviously men's. It is obviously made for Su Cheng. Princess Yuzhang is sitting on the side for the staff from time to time.

The date of the big wedding has already been set, so Princess Changle has no shame in embroidering shoes and socks for her son-in-law in front of Princess Yuzhang.

Of course, although there are many Tang princesses, there are only a few who can embroider shoes and socks for their son-in-law, and most of them let their personal maids do it.

Princess Changle raised her head and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Princess, I heard that the Duke is sick!"

Princess Changle's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, her little hand trembled, and blood beads appeared on her slender fingers, but she didn't care about this, and stood up abruptly.

"What? The Duke of the county is sick? Who did you hear it from? Did the emperor and the queen know about it? Did they ever send an imperial physician?" Princess Changle asked repeatedly with a snowy face.

"The servant girl heard the story from the little eunuch who served in Liangyi Palace. He just listened to it, and he didn't know the details. He said that it was Eunuch Liu who went to fetch the son-in-law's calligraphy and came back to say it."

"I'm going to find my mother!" Princess Changle stood up and was about to leave.

Princess Yuzhang grabbed her and said comfortingly: "Sister, don't panic, the Duke is always in good health and nothing will happen. First ask the pheasant slave to ask about the situation."

Looking at his anxious elder sister, Li Zhi's face turned red, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and muttered, "Brother-in-law is fine, he's quite upbeat, and even admired the snow and wrote poems!"

Princess Yuzhang's eyes lit up: "Poetry? Brother-in-law finally wrote a poem? Pheasant slave, come and listen to it!"

Princess Changle said anxiously: "When is this? Get down to business!"

Li Zhi took a step back cautiously, and then whispered: "It is said that my brother-in-law realized a set of marksmanship because of watching the flying snow all over the sky, and then danced with a spear in the snow and competed with others..."

Princess Changle's face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "He, is he injured?"

Li Zhi quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, my brother-in-law is sore because of too much force..."

After hearing this, Princess Changle's heart finally fell to the ground, and she patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, the slender fingers suddenly landed on Li Zhi's ear.

hiss!

"Sister, sister, what does this have to do with me?" Li Zhi looked aggrieved.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you say it sooner?" Princess Changle scolded.

Wronged, weak, and helpless, this is the true portrayal of Li Zhi at this moment.

　water?water?water?

　　But the story needs foreshadowing, I can only try to streamline and speed up the rhythm~

　　Today the group said that the monthly ticket list is quite high, I said of course it is because the book friends are so handsome

　　Of course, the author is also handsome, justifiably handsome

　　

　

(End of this chapter)