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"Yes, Father!"

Because the Emperor Tang did not scold him in public, the prince couldn't help but feel happy, so he replied and sat back in his seat.

"Yang Zexin, since the Crown Prince said that you are good at short poems, why don't you compose a poem in front of the saintesses of Yue Kingdom!"

Emperor Tang said loudly, but his emotions could not be heard from the tone alone.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Emperor Tang finished speaking, Yang Zexin walked out of his seat, came to the front, and looked at the painting carefully after paying respects to the Holy Maiden of Yue Kingdom. !
"Wind deep in the woods, let's go to the lone boat,

Drunk hat invades Yin and snowflakes disappear.

Go back and look for Jiang Dongji,
During the common period, the snow is flying and the snow is rustling. "

After reading this poem, Yang Zexin first bowed his waist to the officials, and then said to the Holy Maiden of Yue Kingdom: "Holy Maiden, I am showing you my shame!"

The holy girl repeated it several times, her eyes were much brighter than when she heard the prince's poem just now, she seemed to be reminiscing: "It's a good one. "Go back to find the river and winter is lonely, and the snow is flying down in the common period." Young Master Yang is indeed a great talent, no wonder His Highness the Crown Prince strongly recommends it, the little girl is really eye-opening!"

"Thank you Saintess for your praise, I really feel ashamed! With His Royal Highness' jewels in front of me, I just go with the flow..."

When Yang Zexin said this, he felt happy in his heart. To win glory for the Tang Dynasty in front of the Tang Emperor, not everyone can do it!
Thinking of this, his eyes searched the crowd for a long time, wanting to see the expression on that twelve - he must be very envious?
But when he saw that Zhang Twelve was talking to Mo Li next to him for some reason, and he didn't even glance at him—how angry was he in his heart!
He must be envious and jealous, that's why he didn't dare to look at himself, um, it must be!
The crown prince was also very happy to hear that from the Holy Maiden of Yue. After all, Yang Zexin was his man and was recommended by him. Seeing him being praised gave him a feeling of "I have sympathy for him".

But this time he didn't dare to open his mouth. After all, Emperor Tang was already a little dissatisfied just now. Even if he borrowed his courage again, he wouldn't dare. He looked at Emperor Tang honestly and waited for him to speak.

"Saint, is this poem satisfactory?"

Emperor Tang was also very satisfied with Yang Zexin's poem—but it was only satisfied, not to the point of astonishment. Only Zhang Twelve's poem made him feel bright and suddenly enlightened!
"Returning to Your Majesty the Tang Emperor, the little girl thinks this poem is very good. Even if it is placed in our country of Yue, it is also a top-notch work-but the little girl thinks that this poem is still too long. With our third princess The size of the painting is just right for a five-character verse, what do you think, Your Majesty?"

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As far as poetry is concerned, the saint of Yue Kingdom thinks this poem is enough.

However, she was not very satisfied with the person who wrote the poem.

She came to Datang this time, but she came with a difficult mission.

Although the married women are very miserable, but they also want to strive to marry a more satisfying person!

Besides coming to talk about the marriage, the Saintess of the Yue Kingdom wanted to pick a suitable person for the marriage.

Because they knew that Datang might not care about their Yue Kingdom ally, and the marriage partner could be from the prince, the prince, the eldest son, or even the son of the prince and minister. In this case, why not choose one they are satisfied with?
Anyway, judging from the performance just now, the Yue Kingdom Saintess has already eliminated the prince, and he looked at King Xiang next to the prince, thinking that the prince looks pretty good, if he is the one to marry, it is better than the prince and the prince. Yang Zexin is stronger, but I don't know how his talents are...

"His Majesty the Tang Emperor, the crown prince has presented a poem just now, and the little girl thinks it is very good—it happens that His Royal Highness King Xiang is also here. May I ask His Highness King Xiang to present a calligraphy as well?"

After the Holy Maiden of Yue Kingdom finished speaking, there was silence.

The prince looked at the indifferent King Xiang next to him, and then at the lightly smiling Yue Kingdom saint, the fire in his heart was almost on fire!

That stinky bitch!
Could it be that she has taken a fancy to the second child?Want their third princess to marry the second child?

Oh, no way!

When I take you all down, watch how I ravage you!
The prince thought fiercely, his eyes seemed to be able to spew out fire. Although the saint of Yue Kingdom could feel his anger, she didn't say a word.

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"Yi Xiang, what do you think of what the saint said?"

In fact, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty knew the purpose of the saintess of Yue Kingdom's visit to the Tang Dynasty best.

There were constant conflicts between Yue State and Wu State. Some time ago, they even fought on the border, and they were beaten by Wu State.

That's why the country of Yue chose to make peace.

If it turned out, the Tang Emperor might have agreed to the marriage without hesitation, and let the prince marry the princess of the Yue Kingdom in order to fight against the powerful Wu Kingdom.

But now with Zhang Twelve, he is not afraid of Wu Guo, and he is not very enthusiastic about such a dispensable ally.

But since they took the initiative to make a marriage, it wouldn't look too good to refuse. After all, the two countries have been friends for many years, but for this marriage, he didn't want the royal children to marry the princess of Yue.

Because in the future, the only people who can know the secrets of Zhang Twelve and Li Feidao are the royal family's children, if there is such a foreigner in the royal family-he is not at ease!

Although he was angry with the prince just now, he didn't show it because he knew that what the saintess of Yue did was actually looking for a husband for their three princesses!
That's fine, just let her feel bored with the prince first, especially seeing that Yang Zexin's poem has won the praise of the saint, he is very happy: It is not impossible for the three princesses of Yue to marry the grandson of the prime minister !

The silly and cute Yang Zexin didn't know that he was almost given two wives by the Emperor Tang after he wrote a poem - if this is the case, he must be very happy...

But now the saint of the Yue Kingdom asked King Xiang to compose poems again, Emperor Tang frowned: She must not have taken a fancy to King Xiang, right?

"Father, County Uncle Zhang is also in the palace today, and I don't have the guts to make a fool of myself at this time! No matter what kind of poems you write, they are not as good as Uncle Zhang. Isn't it embarrassing for no reason? Haha..."

King Xiang had seen Zhenghuan's Zhang Twelve sitting at the back chatting with Mo Li a long time ago, so he said.

Hearing what King Xiang said, the eyes of those great scholars who knew Zhang Twelve were shining, and they hurriedly turned their heads to look at Zhang Twelve, and before Emperor Tang could speak, they shouted spontaneously and in unison:

"Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang..."

The last time Zhang Twelve made two purchases in the Imperial Garden, one calligraphy was taken away by Fu and Lu separately, and the other calligraphy was framed and hung in the imperial study by Emperor Tang...

It can also be seen how precious Zhang Twelve's calligraphy is. After that, they haven't seen Zhang Twelve's calligraphy for a long time. Today, they have this opportunity, so they must see it again!

If you can, ask him to write a few words for himself... Wow, it's exciting to think about it!
The Holy Maiden of the Yue Kingdom didn't know who this "Uncle Zhang" was, but to be so respected by King Xiang and cheered by so many academicians - could it be that this person is a master?
Thinking of this, the Holy Maiden of the Yue Kingdom was a little disappointed. She came to choose a husband and son-in-law. If it was an old man... no matter how good the poems are, it would be meaningless!

When she followed the eyes of everyone, she was startled: why is it him?

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Zhang Twelve has been very interested in Nanyue Daughter Country since he heard about it.

For example, is the army of Yue State male or female?Will the women of the Yue Kingdom be like the men of the Tang Dynasty, who are shirtless in summer?Do men in Yue country not have to work, just stay at home with their husbands and children every day?

Anyway, there were enough questions, almost annoying Mo Li: Why is this person's mouth so broken?It's even more annoying than the two aunts at home plus Mo Qingyu...

It was at this time that the two of them heard the neat voice of "Uncle Zhang", so they looked forward.

Seeing everyone staring at him, Zhang Twelve was a little confused: What's the matter?The eyeballs are dripping and spinning, and the brain is also running at high speed, waiting to deal with emergencies...

"Uncle Zhang, do you agree with what King Xiang said?"

Emperor Tang asked.

"Ah... Back to Your Majesty, I didn't hear it just now..."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience. Everyone was listening to Emperor Tang and King Xiang talking. What are you doing?

"Your Majesty... I was thinking just now... Who is better at writing poems, His Royal Highness or Young Master Yang..."

"Then who do you think did better?"

"Your Majesty... I have little talent and learning, only know how to compose poems, but not how to taste poems. Which of these two poems is better... I think it is better to take what the saint said..."

Zhang Twelve said "modestly", thinking that anyway, the saint would marry the crown prince as a head, so they are all on the same bed—no, they are bad guys on the same boat, let them eat dogs!

Emperor Tang's eyelids twitched, he already understood Zhang Twelve's intentions, and thought that the relationship between the prince and Zhang Twelve might be difficult to reconcile!

Therefore, I didn't pick up Zhang Twelve's words, otherwise I don't know what this kid is talking about...

As clever as the saint of Yue, she also heard the pitfalls in Zhang Twelve's words, and thought to herself why did this person come up and target herself?

Or did he have a grudge against the crown prince or that Mr. Yang?
But I thought about it again, if I have a grudge with the prince, I can still sit here so peacefully, it is a talent!
"Uncle Zhang, since everyone expects it, you should come and write a poem for this painting of the three princesses of the Yue Kingdom!"

Emperor Tang is no longer discussing, but directly ordering.

"Oh."

Zhang Twelve answered without any hesitation, stood up and walked forward. The scholars who were expecting Zhang Twelve's action just now admired Zhang Twelve's straightforwardness: look at others, write poems and play Like, write as you say, without frowning...

Zhang Twelve came to the front, and after saluting the Tang Emperor, he glanced at the Yue Kingdom Saintess, she was so big—bah, so charming!

Then he looked at the painting.

To be honest, Zhang Twelve doesn't know how to draw, so naturally he can't tell whether the painting is good or bad - but everyone agrees, so let's treat it as it is!
He doesn't know whether it's good or bad, but he can always see what the painting is about, right?

He took a quick look—bah, he took a closer look, and found that the painting was relatively simple, and it was mostly sketched with a brush in thick and thin on rice paper.

In the painting, the outlines of the lofty mountains are outlined with a few strokes, but there is nothing else in this rugged mountain road, no pedestrians, no birds, no animals.

On a lone boat at the foot of the mountain, a fisherman in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat is fishing alone on the river. Although there is no snow falling in the sky in the painting, it can be seen from the whiteness on the fisherman's body that the sky is already full in the painting. Blizzard!

While looking at the painting, Zhang Twelve thought about what kind of poem to plagiarize this time, which can be suitable for the occasion and not so amazing-is it easy for me to plagiarize a poem?I'm afraid that Li Taibai and Du Zimei weren't so entangled when they wrote poems!

Hey, there is!

Zhang Twelve smiled, thinking of a five-character verse that he learned in primary school or junior high school, and it is perfect to use here!
Zhang Twelve was not in a hurry, and wanted to follow the example of the prince, walking two steps in front of the painting, shaking his head and reading the poem, but who knew that he had just shaken two steps, and heard Tang Emperor say: "Zhang Twelve If you think about it, say it quickly, don't waste your time!"

"........."

Zhang Twelve is so angry, but there is no way, who makes him belong to the emperor?

Seeing this, the Holy Maiden of the Yue Kingdom became even more curious. Who is this young man called "Zhang Xianbo"?Why do you feel that Emperor Tang's attitude towards him is different from that of ordinary officials?

Zhang Twelve cleared his throat, and then read:
"Thousands of mountains and birds flew extinct, and people disappeared in thousands of paths.

Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow. "

"Nice poem!"

Unlike in the past when Zhang Twelve finished writing the poem and everyone was in a daze for a while, this time the saintess of Yue Kingdom shouted first.

Before Zhang Twelve opened his mouth, the Holy Maiden of Yue Kingdom was only curious about him, and didn't know much about this man and the poems he wrote.

But when she finished listening to the first sentence, she felt that the poem was simple and unique, but it vividly displayed a picture in front of her. When he finished reading it all, she finally couldn't help it, and yelled it out!

This five-character verse is the shortest, with [-] characters in the whole poem, but each word is just right, describing all the details of this painting—it can even be said that this painting is not worthy of this poem!
So the exclamation of the saint of Yue country is understandable.

"Nice poem!"

The reflex arcs of the great scholars were longer, and they only shouted after King Xiang took the lead, and they worshiped Zhang Twelve even more!

Produced by Zhang Xianbo, it must be a high-quality product!

Yang Zexin's face was burning hot, and every cheer from the crowd seemed to slap him in the face—he wanted to gamble at first, but he didn't expect it to be so.

He was completely convinced this time, and secretly swore: As long as he is present in the future, he will never write poetry again if he is killed!
I can't afford to lose people!
The prince also felt a little embarrassed. Does this person have any deep hatred for him?Why is he so passive as soon as he appears?
The look in Zhang Twelve's eyes became more vicious, and he moved this emotion to King Xiang next to him. A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking about some ulterior secret...

Emperor Tang was not happy with Zhang Twelve's poem - although he admitted that the poem was really good, he also liked it...

But when he saw the eyes of the Saintess of Yue who was interested in Zhang Twelve, he felt a little scared: Zhang Twelve is his greatest magic weapon now, and it's too late for him to hide it, so people from other countries can't find it, especially those woman……

At the same time, I have a headache. It seems that it is not good for a man to have too many talents...

　The day before yesterday, someone guessed the song "Jiang Xue", you are so beautiful, I don't want to lose face?
　　
　
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