Fang Jun had read an article before, saying that if there was to be a ranking list of the best CPs for ancient emperors and empresses, Li Shimin and his wife would definitely reach the top, and they would be the best among them.
This supreme imperial couple in the world has almost all the conditions for the best CP. They are childhood sweethearts, like-minded, have similar interests, and make progress together... Even the best screenwriter may not be able to compile such a pair of historical figures, even through time travel.
It has been filled with positive energy for thousands of years.
Not only do they love each other deeply, but they are also deeply affirmed by public opinion in ancient and modern times, which is the most rare thing.
Empress Changsun can be said to be unique in history. She conformed to feudal ethics and was a rare wise empress. She was praised by all the people mentioned in the history books. At the same time, she had a deep relationship with Li Shimin. When she was alive, she was the most popular queen in the world.
Everyone knew that the emperor and the empress had a good relationship. When she passed away, Li Shimin was so heartbroken that he refused to establish a queen to show his loyalty.
The emotion between husband and wife may not be vigorous, but it is stronger than gold and stone.
Whenever he thinks of Empress Changsun's voice and smile, His Majesty Li Er can't help but climb up to the high building and overlook the rolling hills of Jiuwei Mountain and the pine and cypress seedlings planted when Zhaoling was built, where his soul rests.
My beloved wife, whom I dream about so much, often bursts into tears...
Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them.
Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.
They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken heart will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, short of a pine tree...
The words are like dragons and snakes, white paper and black ink, one stroke after another, like a knife cutting.
The upper que records reality, the lower que records dreams, the combination of virtual and real, there is no uncommon or beautiful word, but endless sorrow and longing flow, affectionate, desolate and sad, every word can be called blood and tears.
His Majesty Li Er just stood there in a daze, looking at each word and sentence, his eyes filled with moisture, and a feeling of sadness and desolation welled up.
After Fang Jun finished writing Su Shi's funeral poem for his first wife, he put down his pen and stood aside with his head bowed.
He knew very well how powerful this poem was to a Central South man who had lost his lover. The more sincere and intense the emotion, the more heart-piercing the sadness and longing he could feel.
This first eulogy of all time perfectly matches the mood of His Majesty Li Er.
Yin and Yang are separated, life and death are separated, even if you are a human emperor, you are still helpless and can do nothing...
Chu Suiliang also stood aside, his eyes dull.
Although he is famous all over the world for his handwriting, he definitely has a lot of literary qualities. This poem does not have gorgeous rhetoric. The entire poem uses line drawing to express his feelings and dreams, expressing his deep and sincere love for his deceased wife.
There are no traces of carving. It is full of true feelings, every sentence is painful, but neither sticky nor stagnant. It is pure and pure. It can be said that "the sound can be heard in the sky, and the tears can be heard in the spring".
No matter how narrow-minded Chu Suiliang was and how much he hated Fang Jun, he still had to admit that this piece should be the first among the mourning poems since ancient times!
The lyrics were well written, and he could hold his nose to recognize them, but what was most difficult for him to accept was how could this pampered general be so insightful and familiar with the world, and write such sincere feelings that made him cry as hard as he could tell.
Peerless article?
He is really a monster...
Chu Suiliang sighed quietly, and glanced at Fang Jun with eyes full of envy, jealousy, and hatred. Once this poem came out, it would definitely elevate Fang Jun's reputation as "the most talented man at that time" to a higher level.
, there is no one else who can compete.
Being famous all over the world is no longer enough to describe Fang Jun's achievements. Being famous forever is the real realm...
There was silence in the room. His Majesty Li Er stood in a daze, his mind going back to the past bit by bit. It seemed that the voice, face and smile of Queen Changsun were leaping in front of his eyes. He wanted to catch it but couldn't. Everything seemed like a dream, mist, reality and illusion.
A feeling of sadness came to my heart, and I shed tears.
Fang Jun and Chu Suiliang held their breath and stood motionless with their hands tied.
The sun's shadow outside the window gradually slants, the light gradually dims, and the shadow gradually envelopes the room...
The golden crow falls in the west, and night is approaching.
"call……"
His Majesty Li Er let out a long breath, breaking the silence in the room.
The emperor's voice seemed a little hoarse and his mood was low. He said slowly: "I have lost my composure and made the two Qings laugh."
Chu Suiliang hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is very affectionate and sincere. Queen Wende knows in heaven that she should also smile. She is also a role model for the men of the Tang Dynasty."
Fang Jun pursed his lips and said nothing.
When it comes to horse skills, although he sometimes performs exceptionally well, his skills are still far inferior to Chu Suiliang, the shameless old man...
There were no lights in the room, and in the shadows, His Majesty the Emperor's face could not be seen clearly, and I did not know what his state of mind was at the moment. I just heard him saying lightly: "It's getting late, you two, please leave the palace quickly."
"Here."
"Here."
The two of them responded, bowed and saluted, took three steps back, then turned and walked towards the door.
At this time, His Majesty Li Er's voice sounded faintly behind him again: "What is the name of this poem?"
Fang Jun stopped, turned around and pondered, "Jiang Chengzi: Remembering Dreams."
He has already passed the stage of plagiarizing poems and articles to improve his style and gain reputation, but there are always some sparkling poems and masterpieces in this world that make you feel itchy. If you don’t copy them across time, you will always feel uncomfortable.
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Moreover, this song "Jiangchengzi: Remembering Dreams" was given to His Majesty Li Er and Empress Changsun, so it can be regarded as a token of fame.
As for Su Shi... that guy's talent is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. I think even if he doesn't have a few of the best poems, he can still write some other poems that will be passed down through the ages... right?
His Majesty Li Er was silent for a while, then raised his hand and waved.
Fang Jun just walked out...
The sun had set, and the howling autumn wind felt a bit cold on his body. Fang Jun shrank his neck and shuddered. Just as he was about to leave the palace and return home, he saw several graceful palace maids walking on the path hidden by the rockery on one side.
They walked towards him under the palace lantern. When they got close, they all bowed down and said softly: "I have seen the prince-in-law..."
Fang Jun raised his eyebrows, naturally recognizing that these two maids were the maids beside Princess Changle, and asked: "But what are your orders?"
The beautiful palace maid on the left lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes. She raised a brocade box in her hand and said crisply: "My royal highness left the city today to go to the Nanshan Taoist Temple. He asked for a peace charm and learned that the prince-in-law came to the palace to pay an audience.
Your Majesty, I have ordered my servants to wait here, and give me the peace talisman to protect the prince-in-law in victory and his safe return."
Fang Jun bowed slightly, took the brocade box with both hands, and said with a bright smile: "I would like to express my gratitude to His Highness Changle, and say that His Highness's deep friendship will be remembered in my heart. I will also carry this peace talisman with me, and will never leave my body for a moment."
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"My servant will save the money, and I will send you my consort as a gift."
The two little palace maids were dazzled by Fang Jun's smile, their faces turned red, and they quickly bowed their heads.
After Fang Jun strode away, the two maids stood up, glanced at the direction where Fang Jun disappeared, and let out a collective sigh.
The maid holding the lamp said: "I used to think His Highness King Wu was good-looking, but now I think the Prince Consort is even better. He is obviously a black-faced person."
The pink face of another palace maid was a little flushed under the illumination of the palace lantern. She shook her lips and said softly: "His Royal Highness used to be in love with the eldest grandson's consort, but now he also likes the prince's consort? This man has only one appearance.
It doesn’t have to be ugly, the most important thing is to have temperament. Didn’t you see the prince-in-law’s eyes just now? They were so sparkling that they made people’s hearts beat..."
The palace maid holding the lamp smiled sweetly and said: "Oh, are you a girl or a child? Your legs are weak after seeing the prince-in-law. I guess if you move to a place where no one is around, you won't even bother to struggle if he knocks him down.
, just let him do whatever he wants... Oops, don't pinch, don't pinch, am I wrong? Haha..."
"Shut up, you damn girl. If anyone else hears this, you won't be able to survive!"
The palace maid holding the lamp was startled, and quickly shut her mouth. She looked around a lot and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw no one.
As a palace maid, if you talk openly about the prince-in-law in such frivolous terms in the palace, you will be whipped...
One person was carrying the palace lantern, and the other was following closely beside him. The two of them walked briskly back to Shujing Hall.
Returning to Shujing Hall, Princess Changle was reading a book on the sofa outside her bedroom. The candlelight was bright, illuminating her face as beautifully as jade. There was a cup of steaming fragrant tea on the coffee table on one side. Her Royal Highness the Princess was leaning on the pillow, wonderful
The delicate body is stretched and the graceful lines are so beautiful.