Datang: Cheating in the imperial examination at the beginning

The Royal Palace, in the midst of a splendid royal palace.

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

He is about fourteen or fifteen years old, but he is slim.

With long black hair like a waterfall, he wore a white gauze skirt made of satin, showing off his beautiful figure.

The skin is like mutton fat and white jade, which can be broken by blowing.

Sitting there quietly, it gives people an elegant, cold temperament.

Like a woman coming out of a painting, it seems to have passed through countless landscapes.

At such an age, he has already fallen so smartly, and in a few years, he may have the appearance of captivating the country and the city.

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

"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who is sorry for the red incense?"

“.............."

Princess Changle read the above verses, and in her watery eyes, a look of amazement appeared.

The woman was already melancholy, let alone such apt verses.

As a princess, she has a noble status, and she is well-dressed and well-fed........ But it is always difficult to avoid her own tragic fate, women have no status in this era, even she is like this.

The life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker.

A woman's life is already destined, and ordinary people may still have the opportunity to be happy.

As a princess, she has only one destiny.

That's marriage.

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

Since childhood, he has been locked in this high-walled deep courtyard, longing for the clear blue sky outside.

Like a canary in a cage, although there is no worry about food and clothing, it also lacks a lot of happiness.

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

"I never thought that it was a scholar who understood us so well. "

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

Lu Yan's name, she is naturally not unfamiliar.

From the time when he was famous in Chang'an, he ordered someone to send a collection of his poems.

The poems above amazed her.

There is such a talented person in the world.

As a son, she has undergone countless poems and books since she was a child, and her talent is not inferior to ordinary scholars, or even deeper.

It's really a real lady.

Naturally, we can understand what these poems mean, and each one is a masterpiece of the ages.

She has read it I don't know how many times in the past few days, and every time she opens it, she will have a new harvest.

But....... Her favorite is still this funeral flower song.

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

Princess Changle even thinks that this poem is writing about herself, full of resonance and identity.

The fate of a woman, alone in the boudoir, no one cares.

Men are in power, and who understands the bitterness of their women, Lu Yan's poem made them see that there are really people who know the bitterness and helplessness of their women.

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

In the palace, a lot of news can still be heard.

It is made for an oiran.

In the face of the Oiran, not only did he not have any contempt, but he wrote this poem "Funeral Flower Yin", which fully expressed his respect for women.

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

Princess Changle's beautiful eyes were full of curiosity, and if he could, he wanted to meet this strange person.

has such a unique talent, but 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, and this is the greatest respect for them.

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

"Princess, princess!".

Outside, the crisp and melodious voice like a yellow oriole interrupted Princess Changle.

A handsome palace maid wearing a goose-yellow dress and about the same age as Changle hurried in and shouted eagerly.

"Yiyi, why is it so noisy, and when the steward sees it, I'm afraid you will inevitably be reprimanded again. "

Princess Changle put down the poetry book in her hand, looked at the palace maid who rushed over her, smiled and immediately spoke.

However, she has always had a simple and elegant personality, and she can't say anything too serious.

Moreover, the two grew up together since childhood, they are like sisters, and they have an excellent relationship, and it is impossible for Princess Changle to reprimand her.

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

When he found that he didn't find the figure of the steward, he smiled and stuck out his tongue: "Princess, I came for you this time, that's why I'm in such a hurry." If the steward reprimands me, you have to help me. "

"For me?".

Princess Changle didn't believe it, Yiyi, this palace maid has always been eccentric, and she was a little out of tune.

"I've heard big news about the princess day and night!"

Yiyi smiled teasingly, and her eyes fell on Princess Changle's poetry book.

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

"What are you talking nonsense?".

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

"That's not about the same. "

Yiyi's eyes widened with her big round eyes.

"You......... If you talk nonsense again, I'll talk to the steward another day and send you to the laundry. "

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

"Isn't it, ever since that book of poems appeared, the princess has been holding it day and night. "

Yiyi lowered her head and muttered a few words when she heard this, but she also knew that Princess Changle was just talking, she had always been kind, and she was extremely tolerant of palace maids, otherwise she wouldn't dare to talk to her like this.

Princess Changle didn't pay attention to Yiyi's words anymore, 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 poems have come out of the picture?".

"Not really. Yiyi shook her head, and suddenly came to her senses: "It's this Lu Yan Lu Gongzi who was actually summoned into the palace by His Majesty!".

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