Wu Zetian came with the carriage of thirty-two people. At this point, the two postponed literary meeting officially began. (Look at "" yz"

First, a huge storm of dynasty was calmed down, and the government and the country became quiet again. Then, the delegations of the ten countries jointly paid tribute, which made Wu Zetian feel very good.

In the past, a former imperial concubine climbed the tall buildings in the palace and looked at the beautiful sky in the west. She was so beautiful that she ordered the dyeing courtyard to make a "smoky yarn style." This kind of skirt was quickly popular in the palace and lasted for a long time. The nickname was "Fu Fu Jiao".

Today, Wu Zetian was wearing such a beautiful dress. At that time, the sky was clear and the sunshine in early summer shone on the empress who was struggling with high strides. The palace skirt was flowing, which made the Holy Emperor much younger and extremely elegant and luxurious.

The radiant Wu Zetian finished her shoulders and waved to everyone who bowed down and said, "Let's just calm down. Today, it is a literary association, and you must be free and easy. It is difficult to enjoy yourself if you don't do this, and it is difficult to have any excellent works. Wan'er, let's publicly announce the rules set by the couplet for this literary conference."

Shangguan Wan'er is still wearing a light yellow palace skirt, with high clouds and graceful figure. She was amazed at the lotus steps before hearing this.

However, even with her delicate makeup, people who are closer can still see her haggardness that cannot be concealed between her eyebrows and eyes. "After this literary meeting, I will be a tribute, I will not show up, I will not sit down, I will not tell you, I will not raise my glasses.

Those who arrive later will not welcome them, those who return first will not send them. Those who come back may sit quietly, lie down high, or change clothes and return at will, but those who are detained in etiquette will be punished!”

After listening to Shangguan Wan'er's announcement, those who participated in the literary meeting were inevitably surprised. This was the literary meeting that the emperor personally visited. Isn't it completely chaotic that the superiors and inferiors? He was surprised and curious and relaxed. Such literary meeting rules before the emperor were unprecedented, and it was really easy and comfortable.

Especially those young officials who participated in this cultural conference for the first time, they breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. This time, it was all due to the large scale of the cultural conference, so they were able to participate. The emperor came in person, and he didn't want to show his talent well. If he could hit the eyes of the Tian family in one fell swoop, he would be expected from now on.

They were so excited but they were inevitably nervous, which made them feel more anxious. How could they write good poems and essays under such circumstances? As soon as these rules were made, many young officials who were from Jinshi and had good literary reputations felt relieved and their desire to try became more eager.

As Shangguan Wan'er declared the rules of the literary meeting, the Ningbi Pool suddenly became much more relaxed and lively. Just then, he saw a man standing up high, bowed sternly and said loudly: "The emperor and his subjects are still rising and falling, and there must be no deviation. Your Majesty's order is contrary to the etiquette of the emperor and his subjects, and the ministers think it is not possible."

As soon as the man finished speaking, someone next to him stood up to agree with the proposal.

Everyone by the Ningbi Pool looked in the sound, but saw that the first person who stood up was Lu Minglun, the current Imperial College Priest, and the subsequent discussion was Zheng Ziyi.

It was originally a happy and high-level master, but he had done this, especially those young officials who were not sure how bored they were. Lu Minglun was better. After all, the seriousness and ruthlessness of this master of Imperial College is known to everyone in the world, so it is not surprising that he made such a move at this moment.

But Zheng Ziyi is different. Although this secretary and supervisor have always regarded himself as a guardian of etiquette and law, he has been sleeping in the flowers and willows behind his back for many years, especially the act of rape of the wife of the lower-class people in the mansion has long been circulated. Just like this, he just jumped out to do such things, which really makes people feel uncomfortable no matter how they think.

Wu Zetian was in a good mood today, but he didn't expect that the literary meeting had not started yet. He was pushed like this and his eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly.

However, before she could speak, Shangguan Wan'er, who had not yet retreated, smiled faintly, "Bing Bing declared that those who were imprisoned for rituals and false writing were punished, Lu Jijiu and Zheng Jian violated the order. If there was a order, they would not obey it. Everything would not work! Come on, punish three bottles of wine."

With a wave of his hand, a palace servant immediately brought the wine. Shangguan Wan'er smiled before Lu Minglun and Zheng Ziyi started talking, "The one who holds the wine order is the most. Today's Wenshu, I, the one who holds the word ", will be the most. The two adults need to punish the wine first, and it will not be too late to wait for the Wenshu to talk about everything else after the Wenshu."

Without giving the two people any chance to speak, Shangguan Wan'er finished speaking and said, "Start music and hold a literary meeting."

With her raised her hand, the nine musical notes that the Jiaofangsi came to flatter and played together. Wu Zetian returned to her seat in the glorious music and the literary gathering officially began.

Lu Minglun and Zheng Ziyi said something, but were completely blocked by music. When the two of them were still talking, they were forced to drag down by people close to each other. Since it was mainly a literary party attended by Jinshi, the number of people from various aristocratic families among the participants today is inevitable. Seeing this, other people who wanted to agree with their opinions no longer stood up to make things boring.

After about a cup of tea, a musical music was played. Wu Zetian, who was sitting on the seven treasure bed, said loudly: "Ten days ago, Gaochang and other missions jointly paid tribute. This is a grand event of the Great Zhou Dynasty. How can such a grand event be recorded in the text? The first question of today's literary meeting will allow all the wonderful writings to be displayed, and this is a matter of writing."

At this point, the first topic of today's literary meeting was settled, and the ten missions paid tribute in the form of a sacred fu.

In fact, this topic is the meaning of the topic, and you don’t need to guess at all. Today, the participants were prepared for a long time, so as soon as this topic was released, everyone immediately wrote at their desks and quieted down by the Ningbi Pool.

After pointing to the topic, after calming down by Ningbi's pool, Wu Zetian got up from his seat and walked casually while taking a look at the poems of everyone.

At the beginning, there were people who were in the ink scroll or conceived whether the scene was uneven, but when Wu Zetian was halfway through, almost everyone had already leaned down.

So, Wu Zetian saw Tang Song, the only one who had never surrendered the case, at the end of the crowd.

Speaking of which, after some hard work and hard practice in preparing for the scientific examination, although Tang Song cannot write outstanding essays, he can still make a mistake by following a fixed routine. Unfortunately, he has read too many classic works in later generations, and all of the classic works are works that express the spirit, which makes him really not interested in such sages of sages.

But others were leaning over and writing, but he sat cross-legged and drank, which was naturally highlighted.

"This Tang Song always acts differently from others." Wu Zetian was walking casually. Seeing this, she smiled at Shangguan Wan'er and then accelerated her steps, "Let's go, let's take a look."

Shangguan Wan'er followed Wu Zetian silently and walked to Tang Song's throne.

"Tang Song, how can you not write or write?"

"After that, Shangguan Shuidiao announced the order, "If you are detained, you will be punished if you have a false etiquette. Now that the ministers are sitting, your Majesty and Shangguan Shuidiao stand, which makes the ministers feel restrained. Isn't this action not in line with the order? This order is made by Your Majesty, and the order is promulgated by the order. How can anyone who orders the order does not obey the order? It is determined to be punished.

At this point, Tang Song smiled and waved to the palace servant next to him, "Come on the wine, and punish him for drinking!"

Tang Song's argument made Wu Zetian very happy and laughed happily, "Wan'er, this wine should be drunk, otherwise your order will be unsustainable. Come on, let's drink together with you."

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes met Tang Song's eyes and immediately avoided it. She took the wine bottle presented by the palace servant and Wu Zetian holding the Nine Dragon Bottle in her hand and drank it all in one go.

"Your Majesty, please sit down, otherwise you should be punished again as soon as you finish drinking a bottle of wine." After Tang Song said that, Wu Zetian smiled again.

Afterwards, the empress actually sat down, and Shangguan Wan'er naturally followed.

Tang Song had the lowest ranking, and the young officials sitting near him were naturally the lowest-ranking young officials in this literary conference. When they heard the conversation between Tang Song and Wu Zetian, these young officials with small literary names were simply stunned.

Is there really someone in this world who talks to the Holy Emperor?

When Wu Zetian really sat down on the side of the small diary and formed a confrontation with Tang Song, almost all the young officials who noticed this scene trembled at the same time, and a scattered ink ball suddenly appeared on the scroll.

Sitting opposite the emperor, ghost...

Tang Song... He really dares

Then someone glanced at me with the convenient posture of writing at the desk. When he saw him, he suddenly realized that Tang Song not only dared to sit opposite the Holy Emperor, but also had a normal expression and was very relaxed and natural. He was not as shocked as they imagined, and the panic was thorning on his back.

At this moment, many young officials who noticed this scene had a deeper understanding of Tang Song. Putting aside the current hot debate on poetry in the Shendu Shilin, just from the current situation, at least Tang Song's courage is indeed amazing.

Since childhood, I have received education from the monarch, minister, father, father, son and son. Since I was a child, I have been accustomed to the idea of ​​being as big as the sky. How many people in the world dare to sit against the emperor calmly? How many people can truly ignore the difference in identity when sitting against the emperor?

This scene in front of you is an extraordinary thing that is shocking. Those who can do extraordinary things must be extraordinary people.

Tang Song's literary talent may be as fake as many people in the Shilin have suspected, but his courage and demeanor are real, and it is impossible not to accept it.

Shangguan Wan'er sat quietly behind Wu Zetian, and looked down slightly without making eye contact with Tang Song who had visited her several times.

Looking at the scene of Wu Zetian and Tang Song sitting across several tables in front of him, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly remembered the word "hold the case to match the eyebrows", and her heart suddenly felt like a needle prick, and then there was endless sorrow suddenly surge.

The Huangli Buddha Temple in Shendu was planted. I opened my hand with the title. I wanted to taste it and looked at me sadly. When will the beauty of Lotus Steps come?

The scene of that night in the Yeting Palace surged up with endless sorrow. Shangguan Wan'er, who was sitting quietly, looked calm and without any changes, but the haggardness between her eyebrows increased three more in the air.

Cui Chen, who was always paying attention to Tang Song on the other side, naturally saw this shocking scene. His face, which was white and tender with pink, suddenly became whiter. His hands were trembling, and several large ink balls were dripping in succession.

After sitting down, Wu Zetian looked at Tang Song who was so close to him, "Why didn't you write or write?"

At this time, Tang Song held the wine cup in his forehand and poured wine into Wu Zetian's Nine Dragon Bottle. When he heard the question, he smiled lightly and said: "Minist essays are just ordinary, and many national players are sitting at the moment. Since this is the case, it is better to hide their weaknesses than to show ugliness."

"Well, those who know others are wise, and those who know themselves are wise. At your age, it is very rare to have this kind of self-knowledge." Wu Zetian smiled and picked up the Nine Dragon Bottle, "Come, drink with the couplet!"

Tang Song picked up the wine bottle and drank it against Wu Zetian. In Shangguan Wan'er's eyes, the two of them raised the bottle at the same time really felt more and more like holding the coffee.

After drinking, Wu Zetian stood up and said, "Since you don't have to write, just walk around as you wish."

Tang Song happily accepted the order, stood up and followed Wu Zetian, just in line with Shangguan Wan'er.

Of course, there would be no political affairs at such moments. Tang Song answered Wu Zetian's question casually, while touching Shangguan Wan'er with his shoulders and arms several times while walking.

Shangguan Wan'er still didn't look at Tang Song, and her body was farther away from him.

No

After Shangguan Wan'er's series of changes in her actions and attitudes, Tang Song finally confirmed that something was wrong.

Why?

The saucy style and big fu are not comparable to the lyrical fu. The system is relatively large. Even if you are prepared, you will not be able to finish it in a short time. Wu Zetian took this time to wander around the Ningbi Pool.

Today, Japan has held such a literary event for rest, so she naturally would not feel that leisure traveling at this time is a waste of time. In order to make it easier and more comfortable, she even dispersed the palace ladies following behind her, so she only took Tang Song and Shangguan Wan'er to walk slowly.

Before they knew it, the three of them wandered leisurely to a rockery covered with trees and built by rugged rocks.

In order to increase wildness, the general manager specially designed and built a short but tortuous cave in the rockery during the construction day. Perhaps because of his good mood, Wu Zetian, who was in the first place, actually became wild and walked into the cave.

The cave was a little narrow and the light was not very good. In order to avoid the carefulness of Shangguan Wan'er slowing down, Tang Song naturally followed suit.

After waiting for a while, Shangguan Wan'er took a step just now, and Tang Song followed her as soon as she moved.

When the two of them walked more than half a distance in the slightly dim cave, Wu Zetian in front had already left the cave.

At this moment, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly felt her body tightening, and then she was hugged by Tang Song.

"Stealing incense and jade, just as it was time." Tang Song chuckled in his ears, "Why do you want to hide from me? I have been in Chongwenguan recently. If you have it, come and talk to me."

These words are very light and fast, and they are clearly said by biting Shangguan Wan'er's ear.

Without waiting for Shangguan Wan'er to do something or say anything, she felt dark before her eyes, and Tang Song, who was holding her, lowered her head.

The next moment, Shangguan Wan'er felt a warm and soft lips on her lips. Her innocent and untouched lips were actually gnawed by Tang Song.

This scene was a long story, but in fact it was only a moment. Shangguan Wan'er's struggle started, and Tang Song let her go first and took two steps away.

The light in the cave was dim and I couldn't see Shangguan Wan'er's face very clearly. I just heard her take a deep breath twice and then quickly walked out of the cave.

When the three of them came back from the garden, everyone's essays were already done.

Over the years, whenever there is a literary meeting in the palace, the examiner has always been evaluated by Shangguan Wan'er first, and then Wu Zetian nodded and agreed. Shangguan Wan'er's name "Poetry Scale" comes from this.

Shangguan Wan'er reads articles very quickly. After some evaluation, this time, the examination of the fu articles ranked first with Du Shenyan, the four friends of the articles.

As soon as this result came out, Du Shenyan, the most conceited person in the literary world, smiled and thanked him, and glanced at Su Wei with a look.

Su Wei's face felt a little embarrassed, and she looked at Shangguan Wan'er in surprise. He knew very well about Du Shenyan and knew that if he was talking about poetry, Du would be slightly better than him, but if he was talking about poetry, he would be steadily suppressing Du Shenyan.

His reputation as "the manicure of the chapters is in the world" is not fake.

What happened today? Shangguan Wan'er has always been the best person. Not to mention that his fu writing is slightly better than Du Shenyan, even if the fu written by the two is equal, the above fu style of Guan Wan'er should be the first to determine him.

After all, compared with Du Shenyan, he is now more holy relatives. Shangguan Wan'er will naturally consider taking care of the preferences of the Holy Emperor when she evaluates the pros and cons of the emperor.

It’s hard to faint because Du Shenyan’s fu article is really well written today. After the ranking was decided, he would read it in public as usual. Su Wei listened carefully and didn’t realize anything abnormal. Du Shenyan’s fu article was only about the same as him at most. Why did Shangguan Wan’er give him the first place?
To be continued...