After being dressed as Wu Zetian's daughter, she was favored by the group

Chapter 171 If God had not given birth to me, Li Lingyue

It was autumn and winter, and all the flowers and plants outside the attic were withered and withered. Below the first floor, the two swings hanging from the beams were also covered with fallen leaves.

The surrounding fences were entangled with messy dead vines, and a few unpicked courgettes hung dry and lifeless on them.

The autumn wind swept across the lake, raising ripples on the lake and making a sound like drizzle. It was like a melodious lullaby, causing a palace maid in the attic to drop the book in her hand, rest her head on the railing, and fall into a deep sleep.

There was no green shade to block this scene, and this scene happened to be watched by Empress Wu who was standing under the attic. She looked a little unhappy, thinking that some ignorant palace maid was dozing off in the princess's attic without permission.

The master and servant climbed up the wooden ladder to the second floor of the attic.

This was the first time that Empress Wu set foot in Li Lingyue's secret base. As soon as she reached the second floor, she was startled by the scene in front of her.

I saw that under the beams of the attic, there were hanging white coarse cloths. On every coarse cloth, there were lines of poems written in pen and ink. The walls on all sides were also covered with poems. Some were written on the coarse cloth, and some were written on the coarse cloth. written on rice paper.

Empress Wu wandered around the room full of calligraphy cloths, stretched out her hand to grab a piece of cloth at random, glanced at it, and was immediately shocked by the poems on it.

Jin Ge, Iron Horse, Mountains and Rivers, Bitterness

Yuanyang holds a military talisman in his sleeve.

This is why women are willing to accept it,
Why should the general be the husband?

Empress Wu read it word for word and was impressed by this heroic poem.

As a queen, she has been erudite since she was a child and has read countless poems, but rarely sees this kind of poem praising women. Moreover, she is also a woman. When she reads the last sentence, she will inevitably feel a sense of sympathy for each other.

"What a poem, what a poem!" Empress Wu stared at the poems on the coarse cloth longingly, and kept cheering.

"Empress, please read this piece again!" Cui Daizhao unfolded another piece of coarse cloth to show Empress Wu to taste it, and saw a seven-character quatrain written on it.

I can put yellow decals on the mirror,
It can also be used to cut through cold light with iron armor.

A loyal and brave man who died in a hundred battles,

Women in this world should strengthen themselves!
"Good! Good! Now you are a 'women in the world should strengthen themselves'!" Empress Wu was full of praise and told Cui Daizhao: "Later, I will check who wrote these poems. With such talent, I have to do a good job Give me a reward!"

"Mother, this is the princess's attic. Could it be written by the princess?" Cui Daizhao fondly touched the words on it and replied with a smile.

Empress Wu was reminded by Cui Daizhao, and she quickly realized that her daughter had the ability to write half-step poems. Could it be that it was really written by her?No, she recognized the handwriting on the white cloth. It was obviously different from her daughter's handwriting.

While wondering, a palace maid came to the door and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

Cui Daizhao turned his head and met the eyes of the palace maid. The latter was stunned for a moment, then showed a surprised smile and hurriedly stepped forward to salute:

"Wan'er pays homage to Aunt Cui! Excuse me, Aunt Cui, do you have any news about Yue'er?"

Yue'er?Empress Wu's face showed confusion. Except for her and Li Zhi, no one in the entire palace dared to call the princess that way!
Cui Daizhao had met Wan'er several times, so he quickly whispered a few words into Empress Wu's ear, then smiled kindly at Wan'er and said:
"Miss Wan'er, Yue'er is still serving the princess in Dongdu!" He said, pointing at Empress Wu and smiling: "This is Yue'er's mother-in-law!"

Hearing this, Wan'er hurriedly saluted Empress Wu: "Wan'er pays homage to the aunt!"

Empress Wu waved her hand, but Wan'er asked in confusion: "Auntie, didn't you go to Dongdu with Yue'er? Why didn't Yue'er come back when you came back?"

Empress Wu did not speak, but looked at Cui Daizhao who was standing aside. Cui Daizhao coughed lightly and explained with a smile:
"The aunt went to the Eastern Capital with the queen, so she naturally came back early, but Yue'er was left to serve the princess, and she has to stay there with the princess for three years!"

The expression on Wan'er's face suddenly disappeared. Empress Wu lifted up the white cloths behind her hands and looked at them. After a long time, she couldn't help but ask:

"Are the poems hanging here written by you?"

When Wan'er heard this, a proud smile burst out on her face, and she replied respectfully: "Back to Auntie, these are all done by sister Yue'er! Wan'er just copied them on coarse cloth, and usually uses them for copying and studying! I wrote them a few days ago It rained for many days, and Wan'er was worried about getting damp, so she temporarily hung it up."

Empress Wu asked excitedly: "You mean, the poems hanging here are all written by girls?"

Wan'er's face turned slightly red, and she said with some embarrassment: "Not all of them, some of them are the humble works of juniors!"

"I think this song should be written by Wan'er!" Cui Daizhao pointed at a piece of coarse cloth and immediately started reading regardless of whether Wan'er agreed or not:

"The windows are half-hidden and the words are whispered.

Thin lapels and waistbands are better than yellow flowers.It's hard to make a sound when the string is broken.
Ye Yu killed Xiang Si by mistake. "

This is a poem that expresses the feeling of longing. It is written in a gentle and resentful way. Compared with the previous heroic poems, it does not look like it was written by the same person.

Wan'er's ears were red with embarrassment, and her little hands were rubbing the hem of her skirt, as if her little thoughts were being seen through, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Empress Wu laughed, not at all as reserved as Wan'er. She praised without hesitation:

"Sure enough, you are the honey friend that the girl likes. No wonder she praised you in front of me, saying that you are charming, smart, gentle, and talented in literature. Today, it seems that Wan'er's talents are indeed no lower than Yue'er! "

Wan'er felt sweet in her heart, and then hurriedly waved her hands: "No, sister Yue'er is more than ten times more talented than Wan'er. If it weren't for her, Wan'er wouldn't be able to write poetry!"

Seeing Wan'er being so humble, Empress Wu was in a good mood and had a better impression of her. Just as she was about to praise her a few more times, she saw a couplet written by Li Lingyue hanging on the wall behind Wan'er.

The first couplet is: Heaven had not given birth to me, Li Lingyue.

The second line is: Confucianism and Taoism are like a long night.

It means: If God does not create a great person like me, Li Lingyue, then the development of Confucianism will be as bleak as this long night.

"Pfft", Empress Wu laughed heartily.

"This stinky girl has such a loud tone! Why didn't I, Li Lingyue, be born? Confucianism and Taoism are like a long night! If the old guys from the Hanlin Academy see this, they will have to demolish the attic!"

Cui Daizhao shook his head and said with a smile: "On the contrary, I think Yue'er's knowledge is even higher than that of those bachelors!" He pointed to the poems hanging all over the room and said proudly: "If you take out any one here, it will be worth it." It shocked the literary world of the Tang Dynasty, how could those Confucian scholars in the Hanlin Academy compare with Yue'er!"

Even the power-obsessed Empress Wu couldn't help but feel proud when she heard her daughter being praised by others.

She walked to the tea seat and sat down. Cui Daizhao followed her and sat down to prepare tea.

Seeing how casual they were, Wan'er wanted to stop them, but thinking that the princess was not in Chang'an, she relaxed a little and sat down respectfully at the bottom, taking the initiative to make tea for Cui Daizhao.

After a while, the tea was ready, and Wan'er respectfully filled the tea for the two of them.

Wu Hou picked up the tea cup, suddenly thought of something, put it back on the table, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Hey! I wonder how that girl is doing now? Did she catch a cold due to the cold weather? Are you used to eating simple meals? Do you have any grudge against my mother-in-law?"

Seeing that Empress Wu missed her daughter so much, Cui Daizhao comforted her softly: "Mother... don't worry, aunt. I have sent someone to deliver the bedding and clothes for the winter. If she wears the clothes that aunt has sewn for her, I will definitely think of my aunt!"

Empress Wu glanced away, and it took a long time before she looked back and said with a forced smile: "That's all, let her go out and stay, so as not to stick to me every day and annoy me!"

What she said was duplicitous, but in her heart she wished her daughter would stick to her every day. Seeing that Empress Wu was in a low mood, Cui Daizhao quickly changed the subject and asked Wan'er:
"Wan'er, since Yue'er has gone to Dongdu, why are you still here alone?"

Wan'er lowered her head and replied leisurely: "My job is to look after the attic for the princess, and I made an appointment with sister Yue'er to wait here for her return!"

"But it's been three years since she left. Are you going to wait for her for three years?"

Wan'er raised her cheeks and said firmly: "As long as she comes back, no matter how long it takes, Wan'er can't afford to wait!"

"It's a pity that you don't have the chance to wait any longer!" Empress Wu interrupted decisively: "I heard that the empress is gracious and wants to let you mother and daughter out of the palace. Yi's decree will come down within ten days!"

"Then I won't leave either. I promised her that I will wait for her to come back!"

"Haha!" Empress Wu sneered: "It's not up to you. If you disobey the Queen's order, you will be beheaded!"

Wan'er's eyes were filled with mist, and she lowered her head, still muttering stubbornly to herself:
"But I promised her!"

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　emmm, the flu is coming. In the past two days, my wife, children and I have all fallen ill. Everyone should protect their health!

　　ps: The poems that will appear later will either learn from the ancients, assemble them, or create their own!

　　(End of this chapter)