I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

"Ci? Can you write Ci?" Princess Taiping asked with interest.

Ci began in Nanliang and was formed in Tang Dynasty.

Princess Taiping naturally knows the literary subject of Ci.

Although Ci is not prosperous now, it is nothing to incorporate Ci into poetry.

Monkey King looked down at Princess Taiping's poem.

"Take a look at the colorful lotus lanterns during the Lantern Festival, and thousands of households and thousands of lights in hundreds of streets will be lit."

"The maid's sleeve dances to the sound of brocade, and the city lights are displayed in the imperial capital."

Title: Lanterns on the Fifteenth Night of the First Lunar New Year.

Signed: Yueping.

"The girl is quite talented." Sun Wukong commented with a smile.

"It's your turn. Do you want to write lyrics?"

Princess Taiping put down the pen, and immediately the palace servants took the poem away and presented it to the adults on the stage.

Monkey King mentioned this pen and said: "I'll just make a poem. I don't ask for ranking rewards, just join in the fun."

Princess Taiping didn't leave either, she just stood beside Monkey King and watched.

This guy Sun Guo is very interesting, just now he saw that Sun Wukong came to find another girl, but he didn't follow him, so he just hid outside and peeked.

"Sapphire case, Yuan Xi."

Sun Wukong wrote down the name of the Cipai.

"Dongfeng Night Flowers Thousands of Trees."

"It blows even more, and the stars are like rain."

"BMW carved cars are all over the road."

"The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns light, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

Every time Sun Wukong wrote a sentence, Li Lingyue read it softly.

After reading this, I have already attracted several talents around me.

Although things like words are not very prosperous, they are still very popular in Fengyuechang, and everyone turns their heads to look at them.

Some Fengyue women have already started to imply Monkey King crazily after hearing this word.

Keep looking down.

"Moth Snow Willow Golden Thread."

"Laughing words are full of dark fragrance."

"People look for him thousands of Baidu."

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, where the lights are dim."

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1323? Seems to be the name===

Chapter 1323 It seems to be famous

The origin of the name of the poem "Sapphire Case" comes from the poem "Four Sorrows" written by Zhang Heng, a writer in the Han Dynasty.

Princess Taiping naturally knew where the sapphire case came from.

However, there is no such form of making the name of the word card first, followed by the name of the word.

In the Tang Dynasty, when metrical poems were popular, such a poem suddenly appeared, which really made people's eyes shine.

Moreover, the word Sun Wukong is indeed "made" beautifully.

Princess Taiping Li Lingyue was in a state of obsession by the end of the reading.

"People look for him thousands of Baidu."

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, where the lights are dim."

The unconventional words amaze everyone with their literary talent.

Monkey King finished writing and left in a cool manner.

Everyone disappeared, and the talented scholars and beauties around reacted.

"His writing is so beautiful! It would be great if it was written for me!"

"Fantasy! What you wrote to me is almost the same!"

The Fengyue girls are immersed in the words and cannot extricate themselves.

It is conceivable that from then on, there will be a mighty wave of composing music in many entertainment venues such as Pingkangfang.

At this moment, Sun Guo had already given Sun Wukong a thumbs up.

"Brother! Well done, you must get full marks for this pretense!"

The handyman in the palace didn't know how to write words, so he saw that Sun Wukong's "poems" were of different lengths, so he felt that it was not very good.

Just as he was about to collect the poem, he just stretched out his hand, but was interrupted by the girl beside him.

"do not move!"

The palace man was taken aback, what's wrong.

The girl carefully picked up the word.

She was afraid that the palace servants would spoil the word, so she wanted to bring it to the stage herself.

Princess Taiping walked up to the stage carefully holding the words, but she stared away at anyone who tried to get close.

The girls onlookers also wanted to see the elegance of the word Sun Wukong, and they gathered there to discuss it.

The movement here alarmed the official of the Ministry of Rituals on the stage, who was wondering how to call the poem from a female streamer.

Looking at it by the light, it feels familiar.

"I wipe! Princess Taiping!"

The officials were so frightened that they rushed over to write poems for Princess Taiping.

"Stay still. I'll do it myself."

Taiping carefully put Sun Wukong's words on the table, and then said to the officials of the Ministry of Rites: "Criticize, I will take this word away after the evaluation!"

Li Lingyue said without a doubt.

The officials of the Ministry of Rituals looked over there, and there were different lengths?

This is not poetry, this is words!

As an official of the Ministry of Rites, he is naturally familiar with Ci.

Sentence by sentence, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were amazed.

Someone can write words to this level, enough to be passed down through the ages!

"His Royal Highness...Your Majesty only talks about writing poems...not important words..."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites knew that the word Sun Wukong was well written, but the style was wrong.

It's okay to put the poems together in private, but today's poem meeting was created by Li Zhite's order, and it's not easy for the officials of the Ministry of Rites to make decisions.

Li Lingyue looked at the official, nodded and said: "You are busy with your work, this word... I took it away."

Li Lingyue picked up the words carefully, and went all the way north into the palace.

When Princess Taiping entered the palace, Li Zhizheng and Wu Meiniang were drinking wine on the gate tower of Zhuquemen and watching the lively people in the city.

Just now the two of them went around the crowd, but Li Zhi was in good health, so he got tired after walking for a while, so he went back to the tower to roast and drink wine.

"Lingyue is back, what is this girl holding in her hand?"

Li Zhi saw a small figure running out of the square, trotting all the way to the gate of the city.

The soldiers at the door dared not stop her, and immediately let her into the cordon.

"I think I got something good to turn it into a poem or a poem. Didn't Your Majesty ask someone to hold a poetry meeting just now?" Wu Meiniang said with a smile.

"Deng deng deng ~"

Li Lingyue ran all the way up the tower, her little face was flushed, and she was sweating in the cold weather.

"Lingyue, come and enjoy the fire." Li Zhi said lovingly.

Li Lingyue is his youngest daughter, and also his most beloved daughter.

"Father, mother, my son has a good poem!" Li Lingyue ran over with a smile.

She didn't salute too much, she got up after a slight salute.

This is the only maverick among all the royal grandsons and nobles, because he is loved by thousands of people.

"Word? Has anyone made a word?"

Li Zhi is also a writer, and he knows everything about poetry and poetry.

Words are not popular nowadays, they are only popular in a small range.

And this thing has more words than poetry.

It is also difficult to write words well.

Unroll the rice paper, and when you look at it, you can see yourself flying around.

"Good word!"

Li Zhi praised.

Sun Wukong's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have reached perfection, and calligraphy is definitely a master.

"This person's calligraphy attainments are so high!"

Wu Meiniang stood up and walked to Li Zhi's side, looking at a picture on the table and exclaiming.

Before seeing the content, everyone was already impressed by Monkey King's calligraphy.

Li Lingyue had already read it just now, and now she read it again, and she still felt emotional.

"Dongfeng Night Flowers Thousands of Trees."

……

"People look for him thousands of Baidu."

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, where the lights are dim."

After everyone watched it, Li Zhi was shocked. Someone could write unpopular words to this level, which shows how high his level of poetry is.

"The rhetoric is beautiful and the writing is brilliant! It can be called a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."

With Li Zhi all the year round, Wu Meiniang's literary level is not low.

Li Zhi moved his eyes down and saw

"Monkey King?" Li Zhi was thoughtful.

"Your Majesty knows this person?"

"Father knows him?"

Wu Meiniang and Li Lingyue spoke at the same time.

Li Zhi closed his eyes and thought carefully, the name sounded familiar to him.

Neither Wu Meiniang nor Li Lingyue bothered Li Zhi again, they knew that Li Zhi was thinking about something.

After a while, Li Zhi's eyes twitched.

Wu Meiniang knew that Li Zhi had already thought of it.

"It's him?" Li Zhi said with a sigh.

"Does Emperor Father know him?" Li Lingyue asked anxiously.

With the little star on her face now, she already worships Monkey King to death.