The six princes drank together, and even Bai Chun was coaxed by Li Xian and Li Zhe, making Bai Chun, who had never been good at drinking, drink several glasses of wine.
The indifferent fairy who seemed to be unsullied at first, after drinking a few glasses of wine, her face was immediately flushed, and her cheeks that could be broken by blowing were even more delicate and charming.
In addition, after being favored by Li Hong, Bai Chun's charming temperament showed up again, making her whole person even more agile, charming, and stunningly beautiful.
Li Xian and Li Zhe, who had liked Bai Chun very much when Li Hongwei came back, had always wanted Bai Chun to come to their palace, but now they saw Bai Chun's stunning appearance.
The two of them suddenly had mixed feelings in their hearts, their round eyes were full of regret, and they glanced back and forth from time to time at Bai Chun, who was currently nestled in Li Hong's arms.
But no matter what, at the wine table, except for Li Shangjin and Li Sujie, who were a little restrained, the little fat Li Dan was too young and only knew how to eat the delicious food in the East Palace.
The only ones who really drank were Li Hong, Li Xian and Li Zhe, but their small capacity for drinking was no match for Li Hong, who drank to keep warm in the winter in the Western Regions.
Before the dishes were all served, Li Xian and Li Zhe had already turned into big talkers. When they started talking, they didn't even know what they were talking about, but they made the maid behind them scolded.
As the host, Li Hong couldn't look past it, picked up the wine glass again and talked about brotherhood with the two of them before the banquet was over.
Li Xian was holding a tree in the East Palace and howling and crying, shouting dissatisfaction and grievance, but no one knew what he was talking about.
Li Zhe hugged a stone lion not far from Li Xian. He cried and laughed sometimes, and he didn't know who he thought the stone lion was. Anyway, he just hugged it and never let go.
When Wu Mei came over, she happened to see Li Zhe trying to beg the stone lion. He even asked the palace maid to bring incense burners and other utensils, and knelt side by side with the stone lion, holding incense in his hand and muttering something in his mouth.
After knocking his head off for the first time, Li Zhe looked around with hazy eyes, and then vigorously patted the stone lion's head: "Where did Zhang Fei go? Why are we the only two left?"
Wu Mei was so angry that she didn't choke. Not only was she seen by the imperial censor, but also by the people of Chang'an. What was the difference between the drinking of a dignified prince of the Tang Dynasty and the drunkard who lived on the streets of Chang'an and was thrown into the smelly ditch by the military guards? ? ! If word gets out, the world won’t laugh to death!
Angrily, Wu Mei turned her head and saw that Li Xian was still hugging the tree, with one finger pointing at the sky and the earth. When he raised his head, a bird happened to fly over his head.
"Be careful..." Wu Mei warned hurriedly and nervously, looking at the drop of something that the little bird dropped as it flew by.
"Crack."
What a coincidence, as soon as Wu Mei finished speaking, the drop of bird poop fell into Li Xian's mouth.
What made Wu Mei's forehead appear black was that after Li Xian dropped the bird shit into his mouth, he lowered his head and smacked his mouth, as if he was reminiscing, and then suddenly shouted: "Good wine! Brother Emperor, do it!"
Before Wu Mei had time to reprimand the two princes who were giggling, a voice that made her want to beat her sounded loudly around the corner: "The bicycle wants to ask about the side, and the country is over Juyan. Zheng Peng left Hansai and returned to Yan. Entering Hu Tian. The desert is solitary and the sun is setting.
"Not enough? Okay, let me give you another song! Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city... the isolated city of Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. What, just open your mouth and compose a poem. This I haven't been in Chang'an for a few years. Although I haven't written much poetry, I still wrote poetry in the Western Regions!" Li Hong rode on the lion at the entrance of his Li Zheng Palace. He was drunk and exposed his chest, and the cool wind blew by. Brings bursts of comfort.
Next to them were the elegant Li Shangjin and Li Sujie, and Wang Bo was also there. The three of them and the others were stunned.
Your Highness the Prince wrote a poem out of his mouth, and he composed two masterpieces in a row in the blink of an eye.
"Li Hong, I think you want to die!" Wu Mei's angry and murderous voice came from the side, so frightened that Li Hong almost fell off the stone lion.
"My son, I would like to greet my mother. If you have anything to say, please don't come over." Li Hong looked at the still young and beautiful face, but his expression was not very loving, but rather filled with murderous intent.
Li Hong suddenly sobered up a lot from his drunkenness. Looking at Wu Mei who was about to come over, he hurriedly jumped down from the stone lion, stepped back and looked at Wu Mei and said.
Wu Mei was so angry that her head was spinning, her face was ashen and her head was filled with black lines. Looking at Li Hong, who was drinking and had his chest exposed, she wished she could immediately step forward and give him a hard beating to vent her frustration!
But in an instant, her eyes were fixed on Li Hong's exposed strong chest.
The hideous and ugly scars appeared before her eyes, as if they were telling her about the cruelty of His Royal Highness in the battlefields of the past few years, and the iron and blood achievements behind the glory. !
Seeing the scar on Li Hong's chest, it was hard for Wu Mei to think soft-hearted, but letting the culprit go like this, could it be her character? !
"Okay, I won't go over. Aren't you composing a poem? You can write another one for me. It can't be worse than the two just now. Both the artistic conception and the rhyme of the words must satisfy me. Otherwise, you have to wait for me. I'll be beaten!" Wu Mei was still furious and said through clenched teeth.
"Okay, are you serious?" Li Hong was shocked. It couldn't be easier to escape with a poem.
The salutes of Li Shangjin, Li Sujie and others were ignored by Wu Mei, who was furious. Now she only had one thought in her mind, how to deal with this little bastard!
Bai Chun hurriedly ran to Li Hong, tied up Li Hong's clothes gently and obediently, then walked to Wu Mei to salute, and hurriedly took Li Lingyue's little hand and walked aside.
I am afraid that the next moment will be the first big showdown between the Queen and the Crown Prince after His Highness returns to Chang'an and moves into the East Palace. A period of excitement in the East Palace will probably be inevitable.
Take Li Lingyue away now, lest the selfless mother and son get into a fight and hurt the innocent Li Lingyue.
Li Hong was shocked. The traitor Xia Zhi actually took out a feather duster from Li Zheng Palace and quickly handed it to Wu Mei.
"I'll do it now, don't do anything yet." Li Hong watched Wu Mei making moves to come forward, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to stop her.
Now it is not as good as when I was a child. When I was a child, I could still run and be chased by the queen. If I run too fast now and the queen cannot catch up, my wings will really be stiff and I will fly, which will hurt my queen's heart.
Therefore, when Li Hong was beaten for the first time in Wu Mei's Penglai Palace after returning to Chang'an, he did not choose to run away, although with his current strong skills, there were plenty of opportunities!
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh..." Li Hong's mind was spinning rapidly, while he looked at Wu Mei vigilantly, and said quickly: "Yumen Mountain has thousands of peaks, and there are always beacons in the south and north of the mountain. People are far away from each other. You have to watch the fire, the horse has disappeared deep into the mountains?"
Wu Mei tasted it for a while, then looked at Li Hong and shook his head coldly!
"The desert is dusty and the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate. The front army fought in Taohebei at night and has reported that Tuyuhun was captured alive.?"
"Okay, I'll come again. Qinghai's dark snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. Yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles. Loulan will not be returned until it is broken.?"
"Not yet?" Li Hong was about to cry. He looked at Wu Mei with a bitter look on his face. She was determined to beat herself up. She couldn't escape with just a few poems.
"Continue." Wu Mei sneered and said lightly.
Although his expression is calm, his heart is full of excitement. This little brat has written so many good poems in the past few years? Each of these is enough to be passed down through the ages.
She has written poetry herself, and she knows very well that without personal experience, it is impossible to express the artistic conception of each poem.
As for Li Hong's five poems in a row, each one is related to his campaign in Anxi, and each one is also about what he saw and heard in Anxi! It is difficult for people to doubt that this was not done by him, but read by him.
The feather duster in Wu Mei's hand was a little dazzling, and Li Hong stuttered a little. How could he sing so many poems in such a short time? This is already exhausting.
"Is the lyrics okay?" Li Hong looked at Wu Mei and began to discuss in a flattering manner. He had been drunk for nine days, but he was very sober at the moment!
"Come and listen, I'll comment later." Wu Mei said lazily, very calmly.
Li Xian and Li Zhe didn't know when they appeared behind Wu Mei. They had also sobered up. Now they looked like eggplants beaten by frost. They couldn't be wiltier anymore. They looked at Wu Mei's back in awe. He didn't dare to move at all, and he completely lost the heroic spirit of eating bird poop and worshiping the master just now.
"When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, and fifty strings were heard outside the Great Wall. Autumn on the battlefield calls for troops." Li Hong wanted to laugh at the two unlucky guys in messy clothes behind Wu Mei. But he didn't dare, so he had to hold it in hard and look at the mother in front of him.
"It's over? There should be another one, right?" Wu Mei was addicted to it, and even had an idea in her mind. In the future, she would go sightseeing or go to the back garden with her little bastard to compose poems for herself to cultivate her temperament.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I'm thinking about the words: 'The horse is so fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt. It will end the king's affairs in the world, and win his reputation before and after his death. This pity happened in vain."
The black line on Wu Mei's forehead gradually disappeared, and she walked slowly with a feather duster in her hand, muttering softly: "It's a pity that it happened in vain! It's a pity that it happened in vain!"
"Come, show me where your gray hair is. You are trying to evade responsibility for nothing! You careless thing, do you still look like a prince? Look at Li Zhe and Li Xian. What's going on, why do you still have time to compose poems? One is hugging a tree trunk and howling, the other is hugging a lion and asking to be worshiped. You, the royal brother, are riding a lion and writing poems, and you don't care what happens to them. , you write a poem for me! I'll let you drink!" Wu Mei said, while using the feather duster in her hand to greet Li Hong vigorously.
(End of chapter)