The so-called public anger cannot be violated, Changsun Run knows this truth.

Jia Ping'an's words nailed him to the opposite of the officials. He suddenly realized, then became furious, but endured it.

It's time to get on the dog's legs.

Wang Qi still has this self-consciousness. He moved his body and discomfortably left his legs aside, "Changsun Shaoqing is very knowledgeable..."

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Would you possibly compete with Wu Yang Bo's poem?"

Wang Qi has a black face.

Just write poetry.

"Shangguan Shaojian has to bow his head when he sees Uncle Wuyang."

MMP, I was innocently caught in the shooting... Shangguan Yi, who happened to be passing by, looked expressionless.

Changsun Run glanced at Jia Ping'an deeply and rode his horse away.

Wang Qi was behind, and just as he was about to ask the coachman to leave, Jia Ping'an came over.

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Qi only felt a slight pain in his lower body.

Jia Ping'an glanced at him, "I heard that you don't like women anymore?"

In an instant, Wang Qi's face turned red and he was furious.

What can be done if you are incompetent and furious?

Jia Ping'an left with his longevity.

Changsun Run brought a group of musicians.

The emperor traveled for half a year, can't you expect him to read books and play with women all day in the palace?

There must be entertainment activities.

The Taile Administration's office ordered Yang Yi to train the musicians immediately.

The music was full of music and the singing was full of joy, and I immediately went to the palace to relieve the emperor's boredom.

After dinner, Li Zhi took Wu Mei to enjoy the special palace music performance.

The musician is good, at least Li Zhi didn't find out the problem.

but……

Li Zhi and a song ended and asked, "Is there a new song?"

Yang Yi bowed, "Your Majesty, the new song... needs to be practiced."

"Oh!" Li Zhi was very excited, "Whose poem?"

Nowadays, you will be poetry when you open your mouth, and you will be beautiful when you open your mouth. What do you do? I'm here gently... I guess I can chop you up with one knife if I turn back.

Disgraceful!

Yang Yi said, "Shangguan Shaojian's new poem."

Shangguan Yi was Li Zhi's confidant. He heard this and nodded and said, "It's good."

Good too...

Is there any peace?

Wu Mei chuckled and said, "Shangguan Shaojian's poem is good, but I want to listen to a lingering poem, can I do it?"

Well!

Yang Yi looked at the emperor and thought to himself who was the decision?

Li Zhi smiled and said, "Then prepare one more song."

"Whose?" Wu Mei asked with a smile, as if it was a song for later generations to prepare for the party, asking which star was invited as casual as a star.

Well!

This is a problem.

Yang Yi was thinking about the famous poet on Tiantai Mountain at this moment.

Wang Zhongliang had already seen it and pointed out, "Wu Yang Bo said he was unparalleled in poetry."

Wu Mei glanced at him and felt a little approving, "Then let Ping An write a song."

Yang Yi was surprised, "Yes, I actually forgot Wu Yang Bo."

This woman, I also want to argue with me here.

Li Zhi nominated Shangguan Yi, and Wu Mei immediately nominated Adi.

The next day, Yang Yi found Shangguan Yi early in the morning.

"Writing a poem?"

Isn't this easy to get it?

When Shangguan Yi heard that the emperor wanted to listen to the song, he immediately felt excited about poetry.

"Paper and pen!"

He squinted his eyes and brewed.

Let's wait!

He suddenly thought of something.

What if Jia Ping'an was also invited?

So should I take action or not?

In front of the palace people, I and his poems were sung before and after, and the judgement was made immediately...

Isn't I shameless?

But there is a good way to test it, otherwise it will be neglecting the king.

Shangguan Yi covered his forehead, "Why is my mind a little confused today? I'm full of political affairs, but I can't even think of poems."

He glanced at Yang Yi, "Is it urgent?"

"urgent."

The emperor and Wu Zhaoyi want to listen to the new song. This is the most important task at Taichang Temple. Who dares to neglect it?

Yang Yi smiled and said, "But the official can go to Wuyang's side to ask for a poem first, and the young supervisor can slowly come here."

Very dangerous!

Fortunately, I tried it, otherwise I would write a poem and go to the palace, and my face would be gone.

But Yang Yi said this as if Jia Ping'an could write a good poem in an instant, but I had to think about it for several days.

This is a bit disrespectful to me!

But this is also good, let me think about it for a few more days and get rid of my previous shame!

Yang Yi then went to Jia Ping'an's place.

"Who wants it?"

"Wu Yang Bo is so happy!"

Shangguan Yi said he didn't feel anything, so he had to prepare for a few days, and looked at Wu Yang's place, and asked who he wanted.

"Your Majesty wants it."

Then I'll just do it perfunctorily.

Jia Ping'an was thinking about scorching his stomach.

Seeing that he was about to come out, Yang Yi personally served the pen and ink, and said by the way, "Your Majesty wants Shangguan Shaojian's poem, Zhaoyi asked Wu Yang Bo to write one."

Sister!

I have to think about it again.

Jia Ping'an narrowed his eyes, took the pen for a while, and then took it in a flash.

Yang Yi looked carefully and looked up and said, "Great talent! Wu Yang's great talent!"

Two days later, he went to Shangguan Yi again and finally got the poem.

"Shangguan Shaojian's eyes turned red when he looked at it, but he didn't sleep well?"

"I'm busy with political affairs."

Of course, Shangguan Yi would not tell him that in order to avenge his previous shame, he hadn't slept well in the past few days. He was lying on the bed and his mind was wandering around. When the inspiration came, he immediately got up to record, lay down, and then came inspiration... He went so hard that it was dawn.

"how?"

Shangguan Yi asked lightly.
To be continued...