When I just got divorced, I was overheard

Chapter 286
Li Xiuzhu changed three characters in the song "Sapphire Case Yuan Xi", the main fish and dragon dance is actually a dragon dance and a lantern dance.

Dim lights are not suitable in the palace. Today there may be lights outside, but the lights in the palace are mainly in the inner hall, and most of the outside are fire stands.

The Golden Scale Dance is joined by several performance teams wearing gold silk gauze clothes.

As for the moth snow willow gold thread, although it is a headdress for writing Yuanxi, it is not wrong to use it to write Yuanri.

Seasonal flowers on hairpins have existed since the Han Dynasty.

Song Zhu Shuzhen stated in his poems that he "folded plum blossoms and put them on the sideburns", and Ming Tangyin's "Sui Chao" wrote that women in the Ming Dynasty "put plum blossoms on the temples and people Cuju". It can be seen that seasonal flowers are the first choice for women.

Both Xueliu and Yumei belonged to winter, and there was snow the day before yesterday, so there were quite a few people with Xueliu today.

In addition to flowers, there have been hoopoe since ancient times.

Hoopoe means wearing jewelry. These jewelry have different names due to different materials and shapes.

But in the end there are only so many, such as pearl emeralds, moths, cicadas, bees, butterflies, jade plums, snow willows, bodhi leaves, lamp balls, pin gold, cicadas and sable sleeves, necklaces, etc.

One of the most popular is the moth, also known as noctuid and moth.

So you only need to change three words throughout the text, and an ancient poem will come out.

At this moment, Baiguan frowned slightly, wanting to criticize, but felt unable to do so.

The first half of the whole poem is extremely detailed and sublimated to describe today's scene, and the second half is about people from the scene, describing the heartbeat when the person he was looking for suddenly appeared.

Not to mention anything else, even the last sentence is a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages.

Li Xiuzhu watched all the civil servants fall into deep thought, and didn't speak to urge him. Instead, he sat down leisurely, raised his wine glass and played with it playfully.

However, if Li Xiuzhu didn't open his mouth, Li Liuli would not honestly wait for these people to take it all away.

Li Liuli smiled and asked by name: "Master Song, the son-in-law has already written his poems, please comment and comment."

"I just said that he is too arrogant, how dare he regard the first name as his own."

"How dare he speak wild words!"

"Master Song, Lord Sun, please help Bengong educate him and let her know what modesty is."

Song Lian and Sun Jingyang twitched their mouths at the same time, especially Sun Jingyang was even more aggrieved. I was a spectator and didn't participate in it. Princess, can you see the map gun accurately?

Seeing the princess exerting strength, those who were not named looked around one after another, not daring to meet the princess' eyes, for fear of being dragged into the mud algae.

Although Song Lian's face was dull, he wished to throw his sleeves and leave, but this was the palace, the emperor was still sitting on the top, and all the officials were sitting on the bottom.

Seeing this, Li Kuo knew that it was time for him to come forward. After all, Song Lian was the servant of the household department and an important minister of the country.

Of course, he still has to be subdued, at most it will make him look better.

"Hehe, Wenhua (Title Li Liuli) you are making things difficult for Song Qing's family."

"Let's not talk about Song Qing's family in this poem, even the emperor father can't find anything wrong with it."

"I heard that the two academies in the capital have agreed on this year's Poet King, both of whom are sons-in-law. Although the other academies haven't reported yet, it's almost the same."

"As far as poetry is concerned, the son-in-law is already second to none. I am afraid that in a few years, poet sages and poet immortals will be nothing more than the same."

"What does Song Qing think?"

The emperor has come out to endorse Li Xiuzhu, what else can he say, but when His Majesty said this, everyone is inferior to Li Xiuzhu, so naturally his face is not so embarrassing.

"What Your Majesty said is that the son-in-law's poems should be passed down through the ages."

"I might as well wait!"

Speaking of which, Song Lian bowed to Li Xiuzhu.

"The son-in-law is very talented, and indeed he won the first place with one shot, but the old man Yelang is arrogant and looks at the sky from a well."

Seeing that Song Lian was subdued, Li Xiuzhu naturally wouldn't hold on to her.

"Master Song is being polite, my wife is right, I am too immodest."

"There are people outside of people, and there is heaven outside of heaven, and there are three people who have my teacher."

Seeing that Li Xiuzhu also gave way, Song Lian's face looked a little better again.

Seeing this, Li Kuo nodded in satisfaction.

"This is the end of the poetry competition, but although the son-in-law has a poem with a head armor, it is not in the scope of the competition at the beginning."

Immediately Li Liuli quit, and let our husband compose a poem for nothing?

"Father, you are biased... This is because the ministers forced my husband to participate, so how can it be counted?"

"If such a beautiful sentence through the ages can't be ranked, I'm afraid the world will say that the father is unfair."

Li Kuo glared at Li Liuli when he heard this, but Li Liuli was not afraid at all.

She is Li Kuo's favorite little padded jacket, although it is leaking now.

"You child, can the emperor make the son-in-law suffer? Can't you listen carefully to what the emperor has to say?"

Li Liuli knew that she had misunderstood her father when she heard the words, so she hurriedly pretended to be restless and embarrassed.

"Father, you are the best. It's all Liuli's fault for being too anxious. Father won't be angry with Liuli, right?"

Li Xiuzhu looked at Li Liuli, and secretly said good tea.

However, Li Xiuzhu's eyes just happened to be seen by Li Liuli, and Li Liuli gave Li Xiuzhu a sneaky glance.

"What do you look at, your wife, if I didn't stand up for you, would I pretend like this?"

"Dog man, he doesn't know good people at all, right?"

"Believe it or not, I won't let you sleep with me for a month."

"...No, no, a month is too long, this dog man has no shortage of women, I can't take advantage of others."

"How about three days?"

"Well, three days isn't too long, if I miss this dog man, can I hold it back?"

"Wait, why do I feel like I'm punishing myself?"

Seeing Li Liuli who was gradually sinking into self-doubt, Li Xiuzhu couldn't help but laughed.

What to do, my wife is so fun, I can't hold back.

Li Liuli looked over suspiciously when she heard the laughter.

"Stinky bastard, what are you laughing at?"

At this moment, Li Kuo also continued what he said just now, and said: "Although the son-in-law is not within the rules and does not belong to the head armor, he deserves to be the first in poetry, so I will reward the son-in-law with a thousand taels of gold, a hundred pieces of brocade, and a famous horse. The Golden Plaque of the King of Poems in the Jiashen Year."

This time Li Liuli was happy, but she didn't care much about other things, but the gold plaque that was bestowed by the emperor on the poem king, the gold content was properly crushed by the previous poem kings.

At this moment, the civil servants were very surprised. They did not expect to be given a golden plaque, which was something they couldn't get after thinking about it.

Based on the principle that if you don't let others get it, you don't lose money, they want to refute it.

But thinking about Li Xiuzhu's poems this year, no one can find a reason to refute.

Li Xiuzhu didn't expect to bestow the golden plaque, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Although it is an honor, at his level, a golden plaque of the king of poetry can bring almost nothing.

The only benefit that can be obtained may be the admiration of those ladies in the future, right?

(End of this chapter)