Datang broom star

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stupid!

Queen Wang shook her head.

Changsun Run happened to see her shaking her head, and couldn't help being a little ashamed.

But the little thief's poem is so good, why no one cheers?

Wei Wushuang felt it was unfair.

Today is the time when the emperor and the palace people are having fun together, even if you shout a good poem, the emperor will just nod with a smile.

She looked around and realized she was wrong.

The people here are all female officials or prestigious servants. These people are old fritters. They have long seen the problems between Changsun Run, the emperor, and Wu Mei, so they closed their eyes and enjoyed it without making a sound.

The grievances and grievances between the big people, the small body is farther away, and it becomes a lie.

Wei Wushuang was upset, "What a poem!"

"color!"

Some people couldn't hold back anymore and shouted hello.

"color!"

There were more people outside, and they all cheered.

Someone said outside: "Why didn't you sing such a good poem before?"

Changsun Run stared blankly at the void.

Li Zhi knew that he felt aggrieved at the moment, so he asked, "Whose poem is the following?"

"Your Majesty, it still belongs to Uncle Wuyang."

Ok?

There is more than one song?

Li Zhi couldn't help but glanced at Changsun Run, feeling a little sympathetic.

Someone outside was muttering, "It is said that Uncle Wuyang offended the man in Taichang Temple, so his poems were suppressed."

The music started again.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

boom!

The atmosphere immediately exploded!

Read books to draw up to 888 cash red envelopes!

If the previous poem is the top work of expressing lovesickness, then these two sentences can be regarded as a passionate confession.

After seeing you, other women can no longer enter my eyes.

Li Zhi couldn't help looking at Wu Mei, and Wu Mei also turned her head to look at him, a kind of warmth crossed the distance in an instant, and rang in the hearts of the two of them.

"This Uncle Wuyang!" Jiang Han rubbed his eyes.

This is the poem that the little thief will write. Is he expressing his love to me?

Wei Wushuang's complexion turned red unexpectedly, and his face was hot.

She remembered the things that Jia Pingan used to tease her, such as coaxing her, saying that there was something on her shoulder, or something on her temple...

At this moment, all the teasing turned into friendship, and it was frozen in her mind, becoming the best memory in this life.

Jiang Han whispered: "You and Su Ho are very lucky."

This kind of man who is willing to spend his time writing poems for them will treat them well.

Wei Wushuang hummed.

"Take Hua Cong to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king."

I passed by the flowers but didn't bother to take a look, partly because of Taoism, partly because of you...

Li Zhi and Wu Mei didn't hide anymore, they just looked at each other like this.

Isn't Wu Mei suffering in the Ganye Temple a portrayal of this poem?

Jia Pingan used Taoism instead of Buddhism, which was to cover up for his elder sister.

But the love was about to come out, and Wu Mei couldn't help but burst into tears.

Li Zhi sighed.

Yang Yi's face was flushed, and the excitement of leading an excellent work made him walk a little lightly, "Your Majesty, the following is gone."

Li Zhi was in love with his concubine, when he heard the words, he said casually: "So, let's break up."

"His Majesty."

The scumbag and Wu Mei were flirting with each other, and the place happened right under the eyes of Queen Wang. She was envious, jealous and hated, and subconsciously didn't want the emperor to be happy with that bitch, "Those palace people are still waiting to hear it!" Thinking about how hard it was for them to follow this time, there were few such songs and dances in the palace in previous years, or..."

When Li Zhi thought about it, he nodded, "So, let's sing a few more songs."

"Red beans are born in the southern country..."

Blasted!

Changsun Run felt that his mentality was going to explode.

After several songs were sung, they were all Jia Ping'an's poems.

At the end, everyone was thinking about it.

Zhou Shanxiang hurried over to help Wu Mei up, while Shao Peng stared at others, not allowing anyone to bump into the pregnant Wu Mei.

Wu Mei got up, glanced at Changsun Run, and said lightly: "After all, it is safe and excellent."

Your grandson Run said that he was born in a peasant family in Ping An, but do you have his talent?

You are just a dandy who got into the official position by relying on the shadow of your family, and you are also worthy of suppressing my elder brother?

At this moment, Wu Mei's eyes were full of majesty.