Datang: Cheating at the Beginning of the Imperial Examination

The palace, in a gorgeous palace.

A woman is sitting in front of the window, holding a book of poetry in her hand, reading the poems on it.

About fourteen or fifteen years old, but slim.

She had long black hair like a waterfall and was wearing a white gauze skirt made of silk and satin, showing her beautiful figure.

The skin is like suet white jade, which can be broken by blowing bombs.

Sitting there quietly, it gives people an elegant and cool temperament.

Like a woman walking out of a painting, she seems to have passed through countless landscapes.

At such an age, he has already been born so slick, and in a few years, he will probably have the appearance of a country and a city.

It is Li Shimin's eldest daughter, the much-loved Princess of Changle, Li Lizhi.

"Flowers withered, flowers flew all over the sky, who would pity the red and fragrant?"

"........"

Princess Changle read the above verse, and a look of disappointment appeared in her eyes like water.

The woman was already melancholy, let alone a poem that was so appropriate to her.

As a princess, she has a distinguished status, and she is dressed in brocade and jade... But it is always difficult to avoid her own tragic fate. Women have no status in this era, even she is like this.

Parents to enrich people.

A woman is doomed in her life, and ordinary people may still have the chance to love each other.

As a princess, she has only one fate.

That is marriage.

As the daughter of the royal family, marriage is inevitably linked to politics, which is undoubtedly a sad thing.

He has been locked in this high-walled courtyard since he was a child, yearning for the blue sky outside.

Like a canary in a cage, although food and clothing are worry-free, it also lacks a lot of happiness.

She was given Changle, but where can she be truly happy.

"I never thought that someone who understands us so well is actually a scholar."

Princess Changle looked at the book above, and the word Lu Yan appeared in front of her.

The name Lu Yan was naturally familiar to her.

From the time when Chang'an became famous, he ordered a copy of his poems to be sent.

The above poems amazed her.

There are so many talented people in the world.

As a son, she has endured countless poems and books since childhood, and her talent is not inferior to that of ordinary scholars, or even better.

A true ladylike.

It is natural to understand what these poems mean, and each of them is a masterpiece through the ages.

She has read it countless times in the past few days, and every time she opens it, she will have a new harvest.

But....she likes this song of funeral flowers the most.

Without him, this poem wrote the hearts of their women.

Princess Changle even thought that this poem was writing herself, full of resonance and identity.

The fate of a woman is to keep the boudoir alone, and no one will care.

When men are in power, who understands the suffering of their women, but a poem by Lu Yan made them see that it turns out that some people really know the bitterness and helplessness of their women.

She also knew the origin of Lu Yan's poem.

Inside the palace, many news can still be heard.

Made as a gift to the oiran.

Facing the Hua Kui, not only did he not feel any contempt, but he wrote the song "The Song of Burial Flowers", which fully expressed his respect for women.

"Lu Yan...what kind of person is he?"

There is curiosity in Princess Changle's beautiful eyes. If possible, he wants to meet this strange person.

With such an unparalleled talent in the world, he treats women with full respect, which is completely different from those scholars.

The most important thing is that he understands the hearts of these women.

It is commendable, this is the greatest respect for them.

Looking at the poetry collection in her hand again, the girl was ignorant, and already had a little longing.

"Princess Princess!"

Outside, the crisp and sweet voice like an oriole interrupted Princess Changle.

Wearing a long goose-yellow dress, a delicate palace maid of the same age as Chang Le hurried in and shouted eagerly.

"Yiyi, what's so noisy, if the steward sees it, you're probably going to have to be punished again."

Princess Changle put down the poetry collection in her hand, looked at the palace maid who came to her, smiled and said immediately.

However, her character has always been simple and elegant, and she can't say anything too heavy.

Moreover, the two grew up together, like sisters, and they had an excellent relationship, so it was impossible for Princess Changle to reprimand her.

When the palace maid Yiyi heard the word steward, she immediately shrank her neck subconsciously.

When he realized that he hadn't found the steward, he smiled and stuck out his tongue: "Princess, I'm here for you this time, so I'm in such a hurry. If the steward trains me, you have to help me."

"for me?"

Princess Changle was a little unconvinced. Yiyi, the palace maid, was always quirky and a little out of place.

"I heard big news this time, there is someone who is thinking about the princess day and night!"

Yiyi smiled teasingly, and her eyes fell on the poem collection of Princess Changle.

Princess Changle was teased by Yiyi, as if her mind had been punctured, and her fair face suddenly flushed, flushed, and even her neck was covered in pink.

"What are you talking about?"

Princess Changle glared at Yiyi and said angrily, when she found that there was no one else around except the two of them, she breathed a sigh of relief: "There is no one who thinks about it day and night, I just appreciate this poem."

"That's not nearly the same."

Yiyi widened her big round eyes.

"You...if you talk nonsense again, I'll tell the manager another day and send you to the laundry room."

Princess Changle has always been a girl in her cardamom years, and she is still extremely ashamed in the face of this.

"That's right, since that book of poems appeared, the princess has been hugging and watching it day and night."

Yiyi lowered her head and muttered a few words, but she also knew that Princess Changle was just talking. She has always been kind, and she was extremely tolerant towards palace maids. Otherwise, she would not dare to talk to her like this.

Princess Changle ignored Yiyi's words, but with a little light in her beautiful eyes, she asked expectantly, "What news are you talking about, could it be this Lu Yan.... what other poems have come out? ?"

"No." Yiyi shook her head, and suddenly came to her senses: "It's this Young Master Lu Yan Lu who was called into the palace by His Majesty!"

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Chapter [-]: Keep your mouth shut! 【New book for collection】

"Royal father called him into the palace?"

Princess Changle was a little puzzled.

"Exactly."

Yiyi said, "I didn't expect that Young Master Lu Yan would be valued by His Majesty, and this time he was brought into the court as an official!"

"Make him a rank five official!"

Yiyi stretched out five fingers and said seriously, she looked quite cute.

"However, many ministers in the DPRK objected, saying that Young Master Lu was too young and lacked experience, so it was inappropriate to seal an official."

"I think they said that because they were jealous of Young Master Lu's talent, and they were afraid that Young Master Lu would come to the fore."

Yiyi pouted and said injustice for Lu Yan.

Lu Yan's name is full of Chang'an, and she also passed on the story to Princess Changle, so she also had a very good impression of Lu Yan, so she said this.

Princess Changle smiled and shook her head.

She also knows a thing or two about government affairs, which are too complicated, not as simple as Yiyi said.

But what Yiyi said also aroused her curiosity.

"What happened next?"

Princess Changle asked.

"It's exciting after that."

Yiyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said to Princess Changle vividly: "Princess, you don't know, this Lu Yan is also a strange person. In the face of the opposition of the ministers, he will directly bet with them, one person will challenge the civil and military officials. !"

"Poems, essays, calligraphy, he will take over!"

"Faced with writing a poem, I heard that it was a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, which made all the officials lose their temper. Not only that, Lu Gongzi also gave an extra one! Talent can outweigh the civil and military officials of the court!"

"In the comparison of calligraphy, Mr. Wei Zhengwei is even more ashamed!"

Yiyi's face flushed, and the more she talked about it, the more excited she became, as if she had experienced it herself.

For a little girl like her, such stories can only be seen in novels, and they have never thought of it but heard it with their own ears.

Inevitably, there was some excitement in my heart.

"Now the entire palace is discussing this matter, praising Lu Yan's talent and claiming to be the first person in thousands of years!"

"And Lu Yan is only sixteen years old this year!"

Yiyi said with a smile.