The emperor felt that Zhao Chen was a little complaining about himself.
The last sentence "Writing peach runes in front of the lamp", the emperor did not believe it.
Obviously Zhao Chen said that when he was in the middle of the night, he also asked him to write poems for himself.
This kid will not let go of any opportunity to irony.
But, this poem ...
"There is no joy in the whole article of this poem, but it is cheerful in my heart."
"North Wind Blowing Snow Four at the beginning, Jiarui Tianjiao and the age of age."
"Four more time, Beifeng brought a heavy snow, and Rui Xue, who gave us this day, happened to be on New Year's Eve, and Zhaoxi showed the harvest of the coming year."
"His Majesty, you see, it's really snowing outside." Yang Fei and the emperor analyzed the poem.
Outside the establishment of the political hall, the goose feathers drifted down from the air, and a few strands flew into the Zhengzheng Hall.
"Rui Xuezhao is indeed a happy event." The emperor nodded with satisfaction.
In her heart, I was curious how Yang Fei would explain Zhao Chen's last two sentences.
"The half of the cup of Mu Su wine has not had time to celebrate, and I still rush the peach rune of the spring under the lamp."
"Zhao Chen, you didn't write the peach rune of Yingchun." Yang Fei looked at Zhao Chen with a smile.
"Yang Fei also saw it, Zhao Chen's poem is clearly nonsense."
"He is standing here now, why did he write?" Li Tai immediately grabbed the loopholes in Zhao Chen's poem.
He doesn't want to really roll out from here.
If that's it, the news is passed out again, and everyone is well known.
How can he sit steadily?
"Tao Fuyi is praying for blessings. I do n’t write this poem today, but that’ s the disaster. ”
"I'm not writing peach runes, what are you writing?"
"His Royal Highness, my poem, but who did you copy, can you say it?"
"Or you feel that this poem is not good, then please make a better one."
"If neither of them can, please ask His Royal Highness to fulfill the previous agreement!" Zhao Chen and everyone were both.
Look at Li Tai again.
Since Li Tai embarrassed himself, Zhao Chen would not easily spare him.
Today, let him lose his face once!
Li Tai's expression was completely gloomy.
Although Zhao Chen's poem is not magical, it is also excellent.
Anyway, it is impossible for him to make a better poem than this.
As for whether Zhao Chen copied it, so many people did not see that he could not force him to compose one?
If it was discovered by the emperor ...
But do you really have to admit Zhao Chen's ability and roll out from the establishment of a group of Zhengzheng Hall?
"Prince, what do you think?" The emperor asked.
The emperor always felt that Zhao Chen's last sentence was scolding himself.
Of course he won't ask for the initiative.
Anyway, Zhao Chen will not say it.
But now Zhao Chenshi has been done, and this should be over.
Since Li Tai has been the prince, this small action has become more and more frequent than before.
The emperor can receive the news almost every day, saying that the prince saw the Minister again today, and who will go to visit the homeowner tomorrow.
The emperor was also worried that Li Tai's desire for rights was too inflated, and finally reached an incomparable point.
"Father Emperor, Children ..."
"Since His Royal Highness is betting, then we must follow the rules."
"If my husband did not make a poem, Presumably His Royal Highness would not let my family king."
"So, please His Royal Highness to perform the gambling contract."
"If His Royal Highness wants to escape, although Li Ruoshuang is just a woman, it will make His Royal Highness embarrassed." Li Ruoshuang spoke, and directly cut off the idea of ​​Li Tai's wanting to plead with the emperor.
Everyone has a slight change.
In front of the emperor and the queen threatened the prince, Li Ruoshuang was also the only few people.
It also looks like Zhao Chen.
The look of the eldest grandson looks slightly ugly.
After all, he is his own son. He is a mother, and he always has no face.
But what Li Ruoshuang said was not wrong.
Since your prince dares to promise the gambling contract, you must fulfill your bet.
The emperor is not worried anyway.
Borrowing this opportunity this time, it is the right thing to knock and beat Li Tai.
"As a prince, as Chu Jun, all words and deeds represent the royal family of the Tang Dynasty."
"Now that you make a gambling contract, you lose, and you can perform the gambling contract."
"Otherwise, how do you believe the prince's commitment?" The voice of the emperor sounded lightly.
Listening to Li Tai, but like a thunder in his ears.
This cold sweat was stunned at the time.
He shouted quickly: "Father Huang Mingjian, the children who are definitely dare not ..."
"It's not too early, go back and rest early!" The emperor waved his hand and interrupted Li Tai's quibble.
There is still snow outside, and the temperature in the Zhengzheng Hall seems to have dropped a little.
Li Tai's neck was soaked by sweat.
"Zhao Chen, you are amazing." Li Tai glanced at Zhao Chen.
Slowly walked to the door, the whole person lay on the ground, facing outside the hall, rolling towards the outside.
Nympho
In the eleventh year of Zhenguan, the first day of the New Year.
A heavy snow covered the large and small streets of Chang'an City.
When Zhao Chen got up in the morning, the servants on the house were sweeping the snow outside.
Cheng Shimo and Qin Huaiyu's two guys wore a new clothes and walked into the courtyard with a smile.
"Zhao Da, a good new year!"
"I'm here to pay you New Year's Eve. Are you ready for the red envelope!" Cheng Shi said that he wanted a red envelope.
Qin Huaiyu was different. A small bag wrapped in a red paper from his arms and handed it to Zhao Chen, saying: "Zhao Da, this is a red envelope prepared by my father for you."
"The snow outside is very large, and the father let you not pass by. When the snow disappears, he will drink with him."
"Cheng Er, do you look at you like words?"
"Can you learn Qin San, come here and bring me a red envelope first!" Zhao Chen took the red envelope and scolded with Cheng Ye.
Cheng Shi scratched his head silently: "The old man of this family didn't tell me about it, then I went home to beat him and let him prepare the red envelope."
"You dare!" Zhao Chen laughed and pulled the two into the living room.
On the first day of the New Year, it is the day of New Year's Eve.
There must be someone here.
Zhao Chen had prepared the red envelope long ago.
The servant sent tea, Zhao Chen picked up two red envelopes from the table, and said: "Come, this is for you two."
The two took the red envelope, and they were not embarrassed to disassemble Zhao Chen's face.
This hand keeps rubbing on the red envelope paper, and wants to see how much it is.
"Well, the two of you are here very fast." Li Ke and Fang Yizhi, Fang Yiyi came in from the outside.
"That's not, do you dare to sleep for your husband, and you dare to sleep?"
"I want to say, whoever comes the earliest, you can not be punished in the academy this year." Cheng Shimo said to Zhao Chen.
Cheng Er, the three people of Zhao Chengqin, did not pack Zhao Chen last year.
Packing up every day, I can chase this guy.
"I said less useful. I didn't have time to stay in the academy after this year, fainting ... Her Majesty was going to Jiangnan, and I asked me to follow the past." Zhao Chen almost scolded the emperor in front of Li Ke.
Chapter completed!