"If life were just like the first time we met,

What's the matter with the sad autumn wind and painted fans?

Easily change your old heart,

But the old saying is that people's hearts can change easily.

It’s half past midnight after talking about Lishan,

Lin Yulinling will never complain.

How lucky is Jin Yilang,

Let’s make a wish for that day.”

This poem was recited by "Princess Duanjing".

"What a beautiful artistic conception..." the "boy" said with a hazy look in his eyes.

At this time, the entire scene was very quiet.

After a while, the "little guy" woke up from her aftertaste. She frowned and said:

"The poem is a good poem, but...why can't I understand the allusions in it very well?"

Liang Ping'an said: "Actually, the allusions in it were made up by me myself."

Nowadays, poetry is very popular in the Zhou Dynasty, and even the allusions in history are not wanted by poets and lyricists. In order to show their literary talent, they even make up their own allusions and stories.

Doing this in front of others is very impressive. Ha, you are looking for allusions in history. Look, I made up an allusion in an instant and wrote a pretty good poem based on it. Whose literary talent is that?

Better than the opponent?

This is obviously obvious at a glance.

In fact, this happened in Chinese history during Liang Ping'an's previous life. At that time, Su Dongpo, a family member of the Song Dynasty, also made up allusions.

The "boy" quickly asked: "What kind of allusion is it? Tell me about it!"

Liang Ping'an nodded. In fact, this "little guy" didn't need to say it, he would also tell it.

"This is about an emperor who liked his concubine very much... In the end, because the emperor's empire was in turmoil, his soldiers petitioned and asked the emperor to order the death of the concubine, otherwise they would not send troops.

Counterinsurgency..."

Liang Ping'an said, it was almost the story he remembered about Emperor Ming of Tang and Concubine Yang.

Because he was speaking from memory, he didn't know whether the story he told about Emperor Tang Ming and Concubine Yang was correct.

But after Liang Ping'an told this story, the effect was shown, and the "boy" and "Princess Duanjing" were already moved by this story.

The "boy"'s eyes were red, and he said: "What, the emperor was so sworn in at the beginning, but didn't he abandon her in the end? This is so unfair to her!"

At this time, if anyone could see clearly the face under the hat of the man in black clothes and hat sitting alone at a table, they would find that two lines of tears were shed on her face.

…

After Liang Pingan wrote the poem, the "Princess Duanjing" and the "little boy" did not stay for much longer before bidding farewell to Liang Pingan.

At this moment, the man in black hat also stood up to pay the bill and walked out of the post house immediately. But just when she was about to walk out the door, she glanced in the direction of Liang Ping'an and left again.

So after all the "guests" left, Liang Ping'an and Liang Pingjun returned to the second floor. Liang Ping'an continued to write novels. Liang Pingjun also returned to his room and picked up the copy of "A Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" that he had brought over.

It looks like it.

But he said that after "Princess Duanjing" and the "boy" left.

They were on their way back to the palace.

"Princess Duanjing" suddenly let out a burst of sobs.

The "little guy" didn't hear it at first. She was saying melancholy: "It's a pity. It's a pity that the poem 'If life is just like the first time we met' was actually not written for me."

After she finished saying this, she suddenly heard her maid Bi'er, the "Princess Duanjing", sobbing softly.

The real Princess Duanjing, that "little boy" turned her head to look at her maid, and couldn't help but said angrily and depressedly:

"Okay, stop crying. I just want to write you a poem. Why are you crying like this?"

"No, it's not," Bi'er shook her head.

"What's not?" Princess Duanjing asked with a frown.

"My maid was thinking of herself, so she couldn't hold it back..." Bi'er wiped the tears on her face. After a while, she suppressed her sobs and said to Princess Duanjing.

"Think of yourself?" Princess Duanjing thought thoughtfully.

"Actually, Mr. Liang never wrote that poem for me from beginning to end..." Bi'er said.

"Who is that for?" Princess Duanjing asked directly subconsciously, but suddenly realized that there were only a few people at that time, not her maid, then...

"Actually, it's all for the princess..." Bi'er suddenly cried loudly again, "He actually knew His Highness's identity from the beginning, but he has been cautious. He looked at His Highness from time to time, just to prepare the song for His Highness.

Shi, he was so cautious. The maid thought that she had been cautious since she entered the palace until now.

, just like him, they all... understand what position they are in and what status they live in. He is not at all the carefree and talented man we thought before coming here. When His Highness admires him, he just takes care of His Highness in every possible way.

The thought of accompanying His Highness in that play, what on earth did he go through, woo woo woo..."

Listening to the maid's cry, Princess Duanjing felt extremely melancholy for a while, but finally whispered: "It turns out that 'Life is just like the first time we met' was written for me!" Xuan'er, she is as gorgeous as a peach and plum.

A layer of blush spread over her cheeks.

…

In the afternoon of this day, after lunch, Liang Pingan wrote a novel for about half an hour. At this moment, there was a voice outside, as if Yi Cheng was talking to someone. After a while, he heard the sound

Getting closer.

Liang Pingan stood up and rubbed his wrists, thinking: "Who is coming again?"

Bang, bang!

"Mr. Liang, someone is coming from the palace!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door from Yi Cheng, and he could hear the sound of relief in Yi Cheng's words.

Liang Ping'an hurriedly walked over to open the door, and when he opened it, he saw a eunuch in official uniform standing behind Yi Cheng, waiting outside the door.

"This is Liang Ziheng, Mr. Liang, right?" the eunuch said immediately when he saw Liang Ping'an coming out.

Liang Ping'an hurriedly raised his hands and saluted, saying: "It's the student."

"Then come with us quickly. Your Majesty is waiting for you," said the young eunuch.

Liang Ping'an hurriedly said: "My father-in-law, please wait while the student washes his face."

After seeing the eunuch nodding, Liang Pingan returned to the house, tidied himself up a little, washed his face, then came to the door and said to the eunuch: "In that case, let's go."

Liang Pingjun stood behind Liang Ping'an and whispered to him: "Brother, I'll follow you in the car and wait for you at the gate of the imperial city."

Liang Ping'an said "hmm".

The young eunuch drove Liang Pingan towards the imperial city. Liang Pingan saw a group of palace guards outside riding on horseback following the car through the raised curtains of the car. He suddenly let out a long breath and suddenly thought of a poem.

:

"Is Jinling like an object in a pond? It changes into a dragon when the storm happens!"
Chapter completed!