Traveling through Du He, Li Chengqian's rebellion begins

Gao Yang, who loves poetry and songs, for the first time did not feel annoyed with Du He, the person who embarrassed her time and time again.

A sense of admiration and other complex emotions suddenly emerged in my heart.

Princess Qinghe said with emotion: "Prince Consort Du is indeed worthy of being called the Great Tang Poet Immortal. This poem is really well written!"

"That idiot Cheng Huailiang will never be able to write a poem like this in his lifetime!"

Thinking of Cheng Huailiang, who was big and strong and had no sense of romance, Princess Qinghe rolled her eyes helplessly.

The Cheng family is made up of a bunch of warriors, and none of them has a talent for poetry.

Princess Xiangcheng also said softly: "Prince Consort Du has reached the pinnacle of poetry, and no one can surpass him!"

"Such a good poem should replace the worst poem in the 300 Tang Poems!"

She has a gentle and virtuous personality and never says anything too unpleasant.

But Princess Qinghe was different. She enjoyed watching the fun and spoke bluntly.

"If it were you, I would replace the poem 'Reclaiming the Old Land for Your Majesty'. It's really not a good song to write."

“It’s a good collection of poems, but it’s not so perfect because of this poem!”

"I originally wanted to tear down that page of poetry, but I didn't do it for the sake of Sister Gao Yang."

After hearing what Princess Xiangcheng and Princess Qinghe said, all the princesses turned their heads and looked at Gao Yang who had a complicated expression.

If we were to talk about the bad apple in "Three Hundred Tang Poems", it would definitely be the poem written by Fang Yiai.

The first two sentences sound okay, but the whole piece lacks any aesthetic appeal.

Even if Yan Shigu wrote the annotations himself, they would not be able to appreciate the poem.

Gao Yang, who was originally daydreaming, saw the imperial sisters looking at her with mocking eyes.

Her pretty face turned red instantly.

The poem "Recovering the Old Land for Your Majesty" written by Fang Yiai had become her shame, and she even tore off that page of the poem.

Although Li Yi didn't like Gao Yang's flamboyant personality, she softened her heart when she saw that he was a little embarrassed.

She quickly changed the subject and said, "My dear sisters, I will ask my husband to write down this poem later, and you can all copy it."

The attention of the princesses was also drawn and they nodded repeatedly.

"Great!"

The poem was too long and they didn't remember it after listening to it once.

Du He watched these princesses playing tricks and shook his head secretly.

Even though they are all members of the royal family and as close as sisters, they are not of one mind. Instead, they automatically split into several different small groups based on the camps their husbands-in-law belong to.

After this little episode, the banquet ended early.

Princess Qinghe urged, "Prince Consort Du, please write down the poem quickly. After we copy it, we have to go to the palace for a banquet."

Faced with the urging of the princesses, Du He could only ask the servants to bring the four treasures of the study and copy down the poem in front of everyone.

Princess Xiangcheng looked at the handwriting of Du He, which was much more beautiful than the one written at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meeting, and she said with emotion.

"I didn't expect that Prince Consort Du's calligraphy has improved so much compared to the calligraphy he wrote at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival!"

Several princesses around also nodded in approval.

When they saw the original manuscript written by Du He, the handwriting looked like a little earthworm crawling. It couldn't be said to be ugly, it could only be said to be extremely ugly.

Not long after, Du He finished copying "Spring River Moon Night".

The princesses around him quickly pushed him away and scrambled to get paper and pen.

Princess Qinghe, who was standing aside, was quick-witted and quick-handed. She quickly picked up the pen on the inkstone and said proudly.

"I'll copy it first!"

Du He, who was squeezed out of the crowd, looked at the princesses helplessly.

It's just a poem. It's not like you won't be allowed to copy it later. Is there any need to fight over it?

At the same time, Li Yi stood on tiptoe outside the crowd and shouted in an anxious tone.

"Don't grab it, my sister. Don't damage the manuscript. I need to frame it and give it to my father in the palace later."

Their father was very fond of poetry and songs, so he would definitely be happy if they received such a good poem.

The princesses replied without even looking up.

"Don't worry, it won't break."

Li Lizhi, holding Du Ping'an, walked over and said to Li Yi with a smile.

"Yier, ask Du He to make another copy. I want the original manuscript."

Li Yi's expression froze.

Good guy!

I never expected that my imperial sister also took a fancy to my husband's manuscript.

Li Yi would never refuse the request made by her royal sister, she said with a pout.

"Ok."

Then he walked to Du He's side and said helplessly.

"Husband, please make another copy for me and frame it."

Du He pinched her cheek and said, "Okay."

Du He then returned to his study, copied the poem again, and gave it to the servants to frame it.

When Du He arrived at the banquet with the framed poems, a dozen princesses who had copied the poems held them up and recited them.

Gao Yang, who was copying poems, raised her head and looked at Du He.

Looking at the handsome Du He, she couldn't help but bite her lip.

"Fuck!"

"What on earth is this vicious woman Gao Yang up to?"

"You're not interested in me, are you?"

When Du He saw Princess Gao Yang's lustful expression, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back.

Even if this woman is not married, he dare not touch her!

My private life is so messy.

Just as Du He and Gao Yang were staring at each other in shock, Li Yi's voice rang out at this time.

"Husband, is the poem framed?"

Du He quickly came back to his senses and said, "It's done."

As he spoke, Du He also opened the scroll and showed it to Li Yi.

When Princess Gaoyang saw how close Du He and Li Yi were, she felt jealous for some reason and her handwriting became sloppy.

Another half hour passed before the princesses finished copying the poems.

"Du He, let you hold the little one!"

After Li Lizhi handed Du Ping'an to Du He, she quickly walked to the desk and carefully rolled up the manuscript.

Just then, the servant guarding the gate ran over in a hurry.

He walked up to Du He and reported in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, Prince Cui, Prince Xiao, and Prince Wang want to see you."

Du He nodded and said, "Go and tell them to wait for a moment. I'll be there soon."

"promise!"

The servant saluted respectfully and walked hurriedly towards the gate.

Li Yi pouted and said, "Husband, they want to ask you to go to Baihua Tower to listen to music again!"

Du He whispered, "Yier, I called them out. I need their help with something."

When Li Yi heard that it was Du He who took the initiative to ask them out, his expression softened.