It is not easy to be a monk in the Tang Dynasty

The girl wrinkled her little nose, with a smile in her eyes, just looking at Zhang Yang like this, her eyes were full of interest, and she became playful.

"That~~~"

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, being attracted by the beautiful woman in front of him and showing his brother pig's appearance in front of others, although he didn't have any dirty intentions, Zhang Yang still felt that something was wrong.Woke up by her at this time, Zhang Yang could only talk about him, not knowing what to say.

In this era, it is not possible to stare at beauties unscrupulously like later generations. Women in this era are not proud of their own rate of turning heads. On the contrary, if a strange man stares at a woman for a long time, he will be judged by others. Misunderstood as a disciple.

As for Zhang Yang, he thought he was a good boy with five virtues and four beauties, but he had nothing to do with the title of Deng Tuzi, but he couldn't prove his innocence.

Zhang Yang is very distressed, men are like this, even if they have no idea, they still hope to leave a good impression in the hearts of beautiful women, this has nothing to do with other things, it's just that opposites attract!

Seeing Zhang Yang alone in that state of contemplation, completely ignoring herself, the woman was very depressed. She was obviously looking at her like that just now, so why did her son's charm drop so much?

"Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in thousands of paths. I am alone in a boat and a hat, fishing in the cold river and snow alone. The son's poems and this painting match perfectly. The fact is that the little girl admires it! You are a great talent!"

Zhang Yang pretended to be a wooden man there, and Jiaren had to break the deadlock.

In fact, she could ignore it completely, but after hearing the poem recited by Zhang Yang with her own ears, she was attracted and wanted to chat with Zhang Yang again and again.If it was normal, how could she talk to a strange man like that!Although her status is not as good as that of a princess with golden branches and jade leaves, she is not much worse. Such a noble person has hit a wall with Zhang Yang today.The beauty is very unconvinced.

Zhang Yang coughed lightly and chose the default.

Traveling to ancient times, one of the biggest benefits is the advanced knowledge. This is the first time this poem has been published. According to the usual practice, the creator of the poem should not be changed to Young Master Zhang!For this, Zhang Yang accepted it frankly!

This is the golden finger that he traveled through. If he is at his own level, a scholar who has read books and has some ink in his belly can beat him by several blocks. Therefore, Zhang Yang can only choose This is the default.

It's not the first time Zhang Yang has done something like Fangzheng. When he participated in the Furong Poetry Fair, Zhang Yang successfully won the No.1 grade with the Poetry Immortal Li Bai's possession. , and almost snatched him to be his grandson-in-law.

The so-called familiarity once, Zhang Yang's face became thicker and thicker, and in front of the beauty he admired, Zhang Yang didn't want to show timidity, he just nodded and admitted that this poem was written by himself, and accepted her admiring little eyes.Well, it feels good!

What's more, Zhang Yang is always worried, because his little butterfly fanned a pair of wings, and the entire historical track was shifted from the original track, so there will be those wonderful poems in the future Still a problem!But seeing that Du Ruhui, who had already been buried in the ground at this time, continued to endure Li Shimin's oppression, it can be seen that this possibility is not impossible.

Therefore, it is only natural for Zhang Yang to admit that he has a clear conscience. He is working hard for the inheritance of civilization. After all, these things are likely to be annihilated in the turbulent flow of time and space that no one knows about!

For a moment Zhang Yang felt that his figure was extremely tall, he was really noble.

So, looking at the family members who were staring at him curiously, Zhang Yang lightened his throat slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, his smile was just right, and his voice was very gentle, "Miss, I'm just a little talented, but I can't afford to be a great talent. Ms. Zhuozuo laughed at me!" Gentle and moist as jade, a gentleman is romantic!

As for the original author of this poem, Liu Zongyuan, Zhang Yang has forgotten him. That guy is decades away. Even if his little wings didn't blow him away, let him appear on time Yes, but don't forget that this is the Zhenguan period, and when he reads this poem when he grows up, he will only think that his feelings are so similar to his, and maybe he will introduce himself as a confidant.

Zhang Yang smiled evilly, so what is there to be afraid of?No one in this world will come to expose yourself!

"Snow geese!"

Dressed in white, with a silver scarf around his neck, Zhang Yang saw that it was a fox, and his eyelids twitched. This is the best fur!As for the little fox that has been reduced to an ornament and has lost its fragrance forever, Zhang Yang doesn't feel cruel. For some people who say they want to be friends with animals, but end up gnawing their bones, Zhang Yang scoffs. He insists on putting people first !Humans are supposed to be above other animals!

When the girl in red saw the person coming, her eyes lit up inadvertently, her legs gave off a burst of fragrance, and she ran in front of the person.

"Sister Changle!"

Spread out a big smiling face, and look at the Changle she said flatteringly, whoever makes himself dislike her walking too slowly will leave her behind and run here alone.Seeing Sister Changle at this time, I was naturally very guilty.

"You, a girl who is so crazy, what will she do if she has a husband's family in the future?"

"My sister will bully me! By the way, a son just wrote a poem for your painting, it really couldn't be more appropriate!"

Her face was slightly red, and she was obviously very embarrassed. This emotion is rare for a person like her who has an off-line personality. At this time, she had to abruptly bring the topic to Zhang Yang, otherwise, she would not be able to be teased. die?

Then he took Chang Le with one hand and walked towards Zhang Yang's direction.

Zhang Yang was a little curious, why did Her Royal Highness appear here?

That's right, the person here is a princess, Changle!Li Shimin loves his precious daughter Li Lizhi, Princess Changle!

Looking at Princess Changle's face at this time, Zhang Yang nodded secretly, the improvement looks good, it seems that the maintenance is very good.

At this time, Princess Changle also saw Zhang Yang standing in front of the painting wall, her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked to Zhang Yang.

"This is the son, the poem he wrote..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted. The woman named Xueyan was obviously unprepared. When had she seen Changle like this?

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect to meet you here! Changle hasn't thanked you well yet! If it weren't for the prescriptions you left behind, the illness of the queen mother and Changle would not be cured soon!"

"This is what a monk should do, why should the princess be polite!"

The two of them smiled faintly, talking about something she didn't understand, but she still got some information from it, and it was this information that made her mouth open.

"Little monk? Monk? Ah~~~, you are that little monk! The monk my father told me about!"

Xueyan pointed at Zhang Yang, she was too excited, this was originally her mental activity, but she said something, which interrupted the conversation between Zhang Yang and Chang Le.

"Snow geese!"

Changle frowned. The two of them were handkerchiefs at the same age. Xueyan's father, Li Daozong, was grandfather Li Yuan's cousin. It seems very impolite to make a publicity.

For Zhang Yang, Changle is grateful, and has always regarded him as his mother and his savior in his heart, especially knowing a lot about him from the mouths of his father and prince brother, so he gave him a high look, Seeing Li Xueya's actions at this time, he hurried, lest Zhang Yang would be displeased.

She knows Zhang Yang's temper. It was because of him that her father was depressed for so many days. is envious.

"Hmph, they didn't do anything!"

He just gave Zhang Yang a coquettish look, and he was all to blame, if it wasn't for Zhang Yang's always good-tempered elder sister Changle, how could she treat her like this!She decided to put aside her admiration for Zhang Yang for the time being, and she also wrote down Fang Zheng's poem, so she can tell Chang Le herself.

Regarding Li Xueya's behavior, Chang Le just wanted to hold her forehead and sigh, feeling very helpless, this girl still has such a naive and romantic temperament, she doesn't know whether she should be worried or envious.

Growing up in the imperial palace means having the love and protection of his father and queen, and is the focus of everyone, but Changle still has difficulty retaining the childlike innocence in his heart, and has already become irritated and angry.

I wear a mask every day, and for a long time, I don't even know what kind of expression is under the original face, or there is no difference at all.

But seeing Li Xueya now, Chang Le was very worried, is this temperament really suitable for marriage?She is no longer young!

Princess Changle admits that she is very entangled now.

"By the way, didn't you just urge that a gentleman wrote a good poem?"

Chang Le turned to ask Li Xueyan, that painting was drawn by her on a whim, it was completely different from her previous style, but it was the best one she had drawn, so Chang Le also loved it very much.However, there is a poem missing in the blank space above, and she has written a lot, but she has never been satisfied, so she listened to Xueyan's idea and put the painting here.

Although this Qizhen Pavilion is a place for selling jewelry, it always likes to hang some ink treasures. Some people think that they are satisfied with the things they write and draw, so they hang them for everyone to appreciate. Changle obviously belongs to this category.

She also didn't expect that someone could really add poems to this painting, after all, the artistic conception is very lonely and desolate.Hearing what Xue Yan said now, he felt more anxious.

Li Xueya glared at Zhang Yang impatiently, she had no choice but to point at Chang Le's slowness, "No, this is the young master!"