The musicians are in their place, and the musicians are in their place.

The palace people outside were silent.

In the hall, Li Zhi and his women were waiting quietly.

Around them were all well-known female officials and eunuchs, who were kneeling on the ground, full of expectations.

There was a tingling sound.

Soon the music came slowly.

Li Zhi nodded slightly, and Queen Wang whispered softly, "The music is good."

Li Zhi didn't say anything.

A team of dancers stepped forward and danced gracefully.

The dance moves are moving and the music is melodious.

After the dance, Li Zhi nodded, "Not bad."

Changsun Run, who was standing next to him, smiled and said, "Your Majesty has been too rewarded."

When you go back, these dance tricks will be rewarded.

Then a group of musicians stepped forward.

The singing started.

Wei Wushuang listened, feeling gentle and affectionate.

Good poetry, good arrangement, and better singing.

She glanced at it and found that all the people were listening attentively.

This is a rare time to enjoy in the palace, and even the emperor will be much more tolerant.

After a song, another song followed by a dance interspersed in the middle.

After listening to three songs in a row, Li Zhi nodded slightly, thinking it was good.

Relying on his background, Changsun Run stood by the side and explained to the emperor.

"This poem is a poem by Shangguan Shaojian."

Li Zhi nodded.

This is his confidant!

He relaxed and was immersed in the singing.

Why are they all belonging to others?

Wu Mei felt something was wrong.

What about Ah Brother?

She glanced at Changsun Run and thought to herself that he had put Ah Di's behind?

But the next poem is not mediocre.

Wu Mei narrowed her eyes slightly and suddenly asked, "Who is the poem today?"

Changsun Run didn't look at her, and she didn't even look at her.

Changsun Wuji said that Wu Mei was a bitch, a slut, and Changsun Run naturally followed suit. It would be good if he didn't give him a look of contempt.

If you say he is too brave, Li Zhi has to bow his head when facing Changsun Wuji. What is one of his women?

Li Zhi noticed it and smiled slightly at Wu Mei as comfort.

Wu Mei squinted her eyes and thought of Changsun Wuji's attitude towards him.

From Changsun Run, she knew that she was a passerby in Changsun Wuji's eyes. The key was that she did not have the status and ability to challenge Changsun Wuji at this moment.

Not to mention her, even Li Zhi couldn't challenge her uncle at this moment.

The gloom flashed in his eyes.

Li Zhi was also quite unswerving in his heart.

It would be fine if your uncle gave me a face. Do you, a playboy who leaned against the royal family, dared to give me a face?

In this way, is this emperor from the Li family or Changsun Wuji's family?

He smiled in his eyes, "Can the Taile Department's order be there?"

I won't ask you anymore!

Yang Yi stepped forward, "Your Majesty."

Changsun Run had more unswerving eyes.

Since the time of the late emperor, the Changsun family has been the top powerful people. There is an empress in the palace, and the crown prince is also his nephew. The emperor is even more intimate... Changsun Run and the others used to go to the palace to play with the prince, and they were quite disdainful of Li Zhi's weakness and transparency back then.

Over time, Changsun Run felt that the royal family was like that, and there was no difference between them and their relatives.

"Wu Yangbo's poems are there?"

Li Zhi did not have to listen to Jia Ping'an's poems, but he needed to use this action to comfort his beloved concubine and a vague warning to Changsun Run.

I am the emperor!

Yang Yi glanced at Changsun Run first.

Wu Mei saw his move and couldn't help but feel a little cold in her heart.

No matter how big the Changsun Run had, he would not dare to give Yang Yi a warning look, otherwise Li Zhi would be able to leave.

Yang Yi felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Changsun Run had no instructions.

Say there is?

That would offend Changsun Run.

If the emperor is offended, if the matter is not serious, Changsun Run can protect him. But if the emperor offended Changsun Run, the emperor will definitely not be able to protect him.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The singing and dancing continued, and the smile on Li Zhi's face was also hanging, but Changsun Run found that... she was sitting on wax.

His subordinates were afraid to speak because of his inquiries.

He glanced at Wu Mei.

Wu Mei's expression was calm, as if the humiliation he had ignored before did not exist at all.

Bastard!

Aye said that Wu Mei's bitch is a disaster, a disaster that despises the king!

He glanced at Li Zhi again.

Li Zhi smiled and looked back at him, quite friendly.

Forget it!

Changsun Run glanced at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Majesty, how many poems are there by Wu Yang Bo."

Li Zhi smiled and said, "This way, let them sing."

"yes."

Yang Yi withdrew and found that she was sweating all over.

Wu Mei glanced at Li Zhi, and Li Zhi nodded slightly.

Yang Yi ordered, and the spirit of the musicians and musicians suddenly became excited.

Li Zhi smiled and said, "What poem is this? It actually makes them so happy."

Wu Mei temporarily threw away the previous incident and said with a smile: "I said I want to be lingering, and I do a very good job of peace and heroic poetry. I don't know what this time."

Wei Wushuang thought to himself that little thief had written a poem about red beans to produce southern countries? He was praised as the best at that time. Why did Zhaoyi say that he would not write a lingering poem?

Jiang Han saw the previous confrontation of eyebrows and whispered: "Zhaoyi was humiliated by Changsun Run before. The more outstanding Wu Yang Bo's poems are, the more embarrassing Changsun Run will be."

Wei Wushuang nodded, "I can't be jealous, Wu Yang Bo suppressed his poem."

Jiang Han nodded.

The music started.

The musician sang slowly: "Last night, the stars last night, the wind was last night, and the west side of the painting building was the east of the Guitang."

Wu Mei's mouth slightly raised.

My brother is indeed extraordinary!

This beginning is wonderful and reminiscent of people.

Wei Wushuang's appreciation ability was worse, so he looked nervously at the emperor, the queen and others.

The emperor smiled and couldn't see anything.

The queen was barefoot, but Concubine Xiao was unexpectedly involved.

Wu Zhaoyi looked at Wei Xi.

That means it's very good.

The musician's voice increased a little, and Yang Yi next to him actually shook his head intoxicatedly.

Did this poem make him so intoxicated?

Wei Wushuang felt curious.

"There is no colorful phoenix flying wings, and the heart is in harmony."

I am two places away from you, and I wish I could fly to you with the wings of colorful phoenixes. My heart and I are like the horns of rhino, closely connected, without separation, and merge into one.
To be continued...