Traveling through Du He, Li Chengqian's rebellion begins

What a joke, Chang Sun Chong already has his father Chang Sun Wuji, so why does he need his help?

Moreover, Li Lizhi's fate also took a major turn. With the treatment of Sun Simiao, she did not die from illness.

As long as Li Lizhi was willing to speak to Li Shimin, Chang Sun Chong's official career would definitely soar.

In addition, the reason why Changsun Chong still held the position of Zong Zhengqing was because Empress Changsun did not want the Changsun family to have too much power to avoid the disaster of external relatives interfering in politics.

Now Li Shimin no longer suppressed the Changsun family and promoted Changsun Wuji to be Shangshu Zuo Pushe.

Changsun Chong, who is the most favored person in the world, may see some changes in his official position in the next two years.

Princess Qinghe also said with a smile: "Minister Du, you are really capable. Cheng Huailiang followed you to Liaodong for a tour, and when he came back, he was promoted to the governor of Qizhou!"

"And among all the sisters in our group, you have the highest official position now!"

After saying this, she glanced at Gao Yang, her eyes full of pride.

When Princess Gaoyang heard Princess Qinghe Li Jing's veiled words to her, her already ugly expression became even gloomier.

In previous princess gatherings, she was the one who boasted about Fang Yiai's great achievements.

But since Du He became a different person, her performance has been getting better and better, while Fang Yiai is still the same dead face as before. She has embarrassed herself in front of her sisters several times.

In addition, the King of Wei was punished for treason and Fang Yiai was suspected of being involved, so she did not dare to mention Fang Yiai's name.

Gao Yang clenched his fists tightly and thought with gritted teeth.

"Damn you Fang Yiai, it's all your fault for not living up to your expectations and causing this princess to lose face time and time again!"

"When I return, I will show you how I will deal with you!"

Gao Yang, who is very proud, lost face today. It seemed as if a fire was burning deep in her heart.

If I don't release it, I'll feel uncomfortable.

Du He saw all the little movements of the princess, and he waved his hands and spoke modestly.

"Thank you for the praise, Princess Qinghe. I am just an ordinary consort. Brother Cheng's achievements were all earned by him fighting on the battlefield."

"Thinking of the majestic scene of Brother Cheng holding a horse lance and slaughtering thousands of soldiers, my admiration for him has reached its peak!"

After a round of business flattery, Li Yi, Li Lizhi and Li Jing all had smiles on their faces.

Du He then said, "Your Highnesses, Princesses, please take your seats!"

When the servants of Princess Chengyang's mansion were inviting the other princesses to take their seats, Li Yi walked up to Du He with a smile on his face and put his mouth close to Du He's ear and whispered.

"My husband, I am so happy today."

Because Du He was promoted to Minister of Works, she gained a lot of face in front of her sisters.

Gao Yang, in particular, turned pale when he heard the news.

Du He pinched her fair cheek and said, "Yier, as long as you are happy."

"Let's take a seat now, so as not to keep the guests waiting for too long."

After saying that, Du He took Li Yi's hand and walked slowly towards the banquet.

During the banquet.

The quirky Princess Qinghe glanced at Gao Yang with her beautiful eyes, then said with a sly smile on her lips.

"Prince Consort Du, I've heard of your reputation as a poet for a long time. Why don't you write a poem at the banquet?"

"Your amazing performance at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival has made us sisters admire you very much."

"My dear sisters, don't you agree?"

Good guy!

I originally wanted to have a quiet meal, but then this happened!

Princess Xiangcheng also joined in the fun and said, "Prince Consort Du, the poems you wrote, "Liangzhou Ci", "Mujiang Yin", "Shuidiao Ge Tou" and "Qingyu'an Mid-Autumn Festival", have been embroidered on the screen by me."

"Recite it every three or two days."

The other princesses nodded in agreement.

"So does this palace."

Even Gao Yang, who was eating her meal with her head down, paused and had a puzzled look on her face.

Because she also embroidered Du He's poems on the screen in her dormitory.

And the first thing he would do when he woke up every day is to go to the screen and recite the four poems.

Thinking of this, Gao Yang raised his head and stared at Du He with blank eyes.

Looking at the elegant, handsome and talented Du He, Gao Yang was full of envy for Li Yi.

Why is Gao Yang's husband so outstanding in appearance?

But her husband is Fang Yiai, a burly, weak, timid and cowardly man?

The more Gao Yang thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt, and his teeth started to creak from gnashing.

Li Lizhi teased Du Ping'an and said, "Du He, there wasn't a single good poem in this year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. It's totally incomparable to last year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival."

"Because there are no new good poems, we have read through the entire 300 Tang poems during this period."

"You need to compose a few more new poems for today's banquet."

Ever since Du He compiled "Three Hundred Tang Poems", they have read more high-quality poems, and they can't read poems of average quality at all.

Li Yi saw the sisters encouraging her husband to write poetry, and she also wanted her husband to be more prominent, so she asked in a low voice.

"My husband, can you come up with a poem now?"

"If you can write a poem, show it to everyone, so that the royal sister and the royal sister can see your talent!"

Seeing Li Yi's expectant expression, Du He swallowed the words of refusal that he was about to say.

Du He said in a gentle voice: "Writing poetry is an easy task for your husband."

"In the Tang Dynasty, the one who can write poetry better than your husband has not yet been born!"

Du He was telling the truth. People like Du Fu, Li Bai, Bai Juyi and Meng Haoran would not be born for decades or even hundreds of years.

Li Yi's eyes lit up.

She raised her voice and said, "My husband, since my sister and my younger sister want you to write a poem, please write one!"

When Gao Yang saw Li Yi's smug look, she cursed him angrily in her heart.

"Bah, disgusting!"

There was silence for a cup of tea.

After searching his mind, Du He had already thought of the poem he wanted to recite.

In full view of everyone, Du He stood up with a smile on his face and said.

"Your Highnesses, this poem is called 'Spring River Moonlit Night'."

An idea so quickly?

The faces of the princesses were filled with surprise.

Facing the expectant eyes, Du He recited aloud.

"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide."

"The moon is shining on the spring river for thousands of miles, and there is no place where the spring river is without the bright moon!"

"..."

"Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon on the river first shine on people?"

"Life is endless from generation to generation, but the moon over the river remains the same year after year."

"..."

"I don't know how many people will ride the moon back home, the falling moon shakes the emotions filled with the trees on the river."

After Du He finished reading a poem, the entire banquet fell into deathly silence.

The princesses opened their mouths in astonishment, their faces full of disbelief.

Gao Yang stared at Du He in a daze, his eyes seemed to be rippling with spring water.

"Is this the talent of the Great Tang Poet?"