"Your Majesty." Wang Xiao stepped forward and saluted.

"Master Taoist, what you said last time Fei Aiqing went to quell the rebellion and would succeed. Now it has come true. I feel so comforted."

Li Zhi was very happy that a massive rebellion was quelled in a very short period of time, and it didn't take much effort. Of course he was very happy.

Wang Xiao looked calm and calm, "This is the destiny of the Tang Dynasty, so it should be. I just informed the result in advance."

"Hahaha~~" Li Zhi laughed with satisfaction.

As the state went smoothly, his eyes gradually improved. I felt that there was nothing in the world that he could not do.

Then, his thoughts turned to what Wang Xiao said before that a large-scale rebellion was about to break out in the north, and his original good mood disappeared immediately.

"Master, you said before that there will be rebellion in the north..."

Li Zhi meant to ask Wang Xiao to change his words, even if he didn't say good things, don't say cursed words. However, Wang Xiao said directly, "Your Majesty, I'll know next month."

“Bold.”

An old man next to him came forward and scolded, "My Tang Dynasty is strong and powerful. All tribes and tribes outside the territory are sincerely respectful, so how can there be a rebellion? You are a demonic way and a demonic saying that confuses the public, and your crimes should be punished!"

Wang Xiao looked at him, "Are you?"

"I am the right prime minister Li Yifu."

"Oh." Wang Xiao looked at Wu Meiniang with his eyes.

This Li Yifu is Wu Meiniang's lackey. Logically speaking, they should be the same line now. Why did they suddenly jump out and bite?

The elegant and luxurious Wu Meiniang seemed to hear nothing, and looked at the Taiye Chi not far away without looking at it.

"They will be seen next month. I will not recognize the right prime minister's accusation at this time."

Li Yifu asked, "If the north is safe next month, what should you do?"

"Then I will naturally be the demonic way that makes people confused."

"Okay." Li Yifu turned around and saluted Li Zhi frowned. "Your Majesty, if the north is stable next month, please kill this demon."

Li Xian and Li Dan hurriedly stepped forward to plead with mercy, and even gave Wang Xiao a wink, asking him to apologize quickly.

Wang Xiao looked at Li Yifu with a smile. "Why would I ask my right minister to look at his bad complexion? Why would I let me take my right minister's pulse and look at his physiognomy?"

Li Yifu's complexion was indeed bad at this time. Even if there was no problem, Wang Xiao would have a problem with him.

Li Zhi next to him nodded and said, "Master Wang has outstanding medical skills, and my eye disease is cured by the Taoist priest. Let the Taoist priest take a look. If there is anything wrong, you can treat it in advance."

Li Yifu thanked Li Zhi and hummed and stretched out his hand to Wang Xiao.

After taking the pulse, Wang Xiao quickly found out that Li Yifu was in serious condition. According to the current situation, he probably could not last for a year.

But Wang Xiao couldn't wait that long, so it would be better for this treacherous minister who did many evil things to get into the ground as soon as possible.

A dark force quietly penetrated into Li Yi's body. Wang Xiao let go of his hand and looked sad. "The right prime minister is already terminally ill and has no cure. He will run out of his life in three days at most."

This kind of curse of someone in person has made Li Yifu so angry.

He smiled furiously, "Okay, okay, if I am still alive in three days, I will come to the door and kill you."

Wang Xiao sighed and shook his head, "I originally wanted to calculate a fortune for the right prime minister to see if he could last for some time against the will of heaven. Since the right prime minister said so, let's forget it."

"Enough!"

Li Zhi looked unhappy, "I'm talking nonsense. It's really boring to talk about these things in a great day. No one is allowed to say anything more."

During the Qin and Han dynasties, alchemists were the most popular, and many people still believed it in the Tang Dynasty.

Like Li Shimin, in his later years, he even believed in the Buddha in order to seek immortality, and wanted Wang Xuance to obtain the art of immortality from the monk Na Luoer brought to Tianzhu.

This is a big fool for Luo Er's mother-in-law to sleep, claiming that she has a lifespan of 200 years.

Li Shimin was stunned and followed the advice of this monk and took the so-called immortal medicine, and then died.

Because of this, Li Zhi himself did not trust the alchemist, the priest, the Taoist monk, etc. But the social environment at this time was like this, even if he didn't believe it, he would be suspicious.

Li Zhi asked everyone to walk along Taiye Pool and change the topic, "Today's celebration is so lively, but unfortunately Yan Sikong has passed away. Otherwise, it would be a blessing to write a pen and paint."

Yan Sikong was Yan Liben. Although he was passed down from generation to generation as a painter, Yan Liben even reached the high position of prime minister in the Tang Dynasty.

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "If Your Majesty wants to find someone to paint, I can show my ugly appearance."

Li Yi's mansion rolled his eyes, why do you have everywhere? If you want to curry favor with the emperor, you must have real skills.

Li Zhi looked at Wang Xiao in confusion, and then nodded slightly after a moment, "Then draw the apology of the two Western Turks before."

The eunuchs quickly prepared various objects, and Wang Xiao didn't say much nonsense, so he picked up his pen and started painting.

To be honest, Wang Xiao has painted too many paintings. From the perspective of practice, his painting speed is no less than Tang Bohu who paints spring trees and autumn frost pictures.

Everyone gathered around, watching the painting gradually take shape, and everyone was surprised.

Therefore, if a man has the ability, he can have the opportunity to make a comeback wherever he goes.

Li Zhi in the painting is tall and mighty, while the two Western Turkic chiefs who were worshipped on the ground seem very small.

All kinds of characters are vivid and vivid, as if they are real people.

After finishing the painting, Wang Xiao put down his pen, "Your Majesty, you're still satisfied."

"Okay." Li Zhi nodded repeatedly, very satisfied with his image in the painting. "I didn't expect that the Taoist priest also had a good painting technique."

Wang Xiao then drew several more paintings, mainly showing the grandeur of this palace gathering and the glorious image of the Tang Dynasty's Weijia all over the world.

Wu Zetian smiled and said to Li Zhi, "Your Majesty, today is the Double Ninth Festival, why not write a poem?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately expressed their intention to listen.

Li Zhi laughed and nodded with his hands behind his back, "Well, I just want to have something to think about, so I'll write a poem."

Just listen to this kind of words. Apart from Cao Zijian, there are very few people who can write poems on the spot. Li Zhi said that he had thought about it, but in fact he must have done it long ago.

"The house is located in the jade wall, and the first rule starts the gold merchant. The phoenix palace is clear in autumn, and the dragon palace brings coolness to the evening..."

This song on September 9 cannot be said to be excellent, but it is also a masterpiece.

In fact, even if the poem written by Li Zhi is nonsense, or the limerick poems like the sky is white and heavy snow will still be praised for being unparalleled in the world. What's more, the writing is indeed good.

Everyone around them gave incense farts and all kinds of big and special photos.

The only one who didn’t give in to the fragrance was Wang Xiao.

For Wang Xiao, who had accepted the copycat as his apprentice, this was just average.

Li Zhi was in a good mood and asked everyone to play it at will, today just to be happy.

After many poems came out, only Wang Xiao was left in the end.

Li Yifu said disdainfully, "Is the Taoist priest not familiar with poetry? Just say it directly, we will not underestimate you."

Before Wang Xiao could speak, Li Xian, who was standing by, spoke directly to him and told him the poem when he was drinking last time.

Li Zhi was very interested and said curiously, "I didn't expect that in addition to being proficient in painting, the Taoist priest also has such a talent for poetry. Today, the Taoist priest will also write a poem?"

"Since your Majesty has his life, I will write a Double Ninth Festival gift to show my thoughts."

"The Tang Dynasty created prosperity and prosperity, and the goods and lotus were created. When the autumn festival was held, the tin feast was observed to see the feelings of the crowd. Falling down the Qin mountains and rivers, meeting the Han officials..."

A poem that was written by the Double Ninth Festival gifts of the Holy Movement was revealed, and everyone nodded. No one would say such poems praising the Tang Dynasty.

Princess Taiping clapped her hands and stepped forward, "It's so good, can I have another song?"

Wang Xiao sighed, "I entered the world alone and practiced. On this Double Ninth Festival, I missed my relatives very much. Forget it, I will write another poem with this heart."

"Only a foreigner in a foreign land, I miss my family more during the holidays..."

This masterpiece by Wang Wei immediately shocked the audience.

I miss my family more during the festival, which can be said to have revealed the true meaning of the Double Ninth Festival. For a while, there were even some dismal events.

Princess Taiping clapped happily, "It's great. I really didn't expect that you can draw and tell fortunes, and you can write poetry so well."

Walking around with her palace skirt, Princess Taiping's eyes were full of hope, "Can you write a poem for me?"

A woman from the Tang Dynasty was enthusiastic and unrestrained, and Princess Taiping was favored since childhood and had no scruples.

If we were to ask men for poetry in the later era when ethics was prevalent, we would be beaten and imprisoned.

Wang Xiao thought about it and apologized to Li Bai and Yang Yuhuan.

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick. If it weren't for the group of jade hills, they would meet under the moon on the jade platform."

This kind of poem that has been famous throughout the ages is definitely speechless for the people in the town.

In the midst of silence, Li Xian murmured in a low voice, "I'm not that pretty either."

Princess Taiping, who was intoxicated by beautiful poems, was immediately dark after hearing this, turned around and chased her brother and scratched her.

With such interruption, the atmosphere quickly eased.

Li Zhi coughed and asked everyone to stroll around casually.

Eat and drink, the sky is over. The music sounds, and the singer is graceful.

Li Zhi, who rubbed his forehead, left the scene first, leaving Wu Meiniang and several princes to greet everyone.
To be continued...