Tang Hao ignores Chumo and looks at Li Wanqing.
At this time, Li Wanqing was dressed in a blue Luo skirt. It seemed that she was a lot thinner. Even her face was a little haggard.
Seeing that Li Wanqing also looked over, Tang Hao looked away and looked around for a week. Instead, he saw many familiar faces.
Fang Yiai, Chang sun Chong, Princess Changle, Prince Li Chengqian, Li Siwen, etc.
Tang Hao thought there would be a lot of people at the poetry meeting, but now it seems that there are only about 20 people invited by Li Hui, except for the descendants of important officials in the court.
Like these people, Tang Hao took his seats one after another after greeting.
Unfortunately, Li Wanqing also took his seat, and the position was next to Tang Hao.
Although the marriage between Li Wanqing and Tang Hao was not carried out with great fanfare, the names of the two husband and wife have long been well known. It is no surprise to arrange seats together on this occasion.
They sat down next to each other without saying a word or communicating.
At this time, more than ten slaves and maidservants came up with wine and fruit plates in the princess''s house.
Li Hui, still dressed in brocade, gracefully walked into the open space and announced.
"Now that everyone is here, let''s start today''s poetry meeting."
Night is approaching.
The whole prefectural palace gradually quieted down.
The venue of the poetry fair was brightly lit. After serving fruits and drinks, more than a dozen slaves stood quietly at the table, serving the more than 20 people.
Li Hui slowly took a few steps, looked around at the crowd and smiled.
"Previously, we had autumn as the topic, but today, what is the topic?"
Since it is a poetry club and people gather here, it must need a theme. Otherwise, it will be incomparable and meaningless.
Prince Li Chengqian gently shook the folding fan in his hand and smiled.
"Today, the two most talented talents in Chang''an city come here. If it''s too simple, I''m afraid it''s boring."
Fang Yiai slowly stood up and said.
"What your Highness the prince has said is very true. This time, it is not only difficult to choose the topic, but also necessary to use words and rhymes. Only in this way can you have fun."
As soon as this remark came out, people''s eyes drifted away from Li Hui and Tang Hao, and they all nodded in agreement.
In the past, Li Hui was undoubtedly the first talent of the workers in Chang''an city.
However, in recent months, Tang Hao has sprung up, and his poetic talent has quickly spread in Chang''an city.
So far, the two talented men who have just reached Chang''an have never faced each other head-on. It is still unknown who has the better talent.
Today''s poetry meeting, Li Hui specially invited Tang Hao, which is the best opportunity for the two to compete.
When Li Hui heard the speech, his eyes inadvertently fell on Tang Hao.
But Tang Hao sat there, frowning slightly. He didn''t know what he was thinking. He wanted to go up and look distracted.
Looking at Tang Hai''s official robe, Li Hui was even more dismissive.
Through opportunism, Qu Yuanli was transformed into an official robe. Li Hui still despised it.
What about Dali temple?
After all, I don''t rely on my own efforts, but on my ability to handle cases.
If you don''t have the ability, you will get this office. It''s just an empty shell. After all, it will be shelved and elevated one day.
What qualifications does such a person have to compare with his dignified and five grade admonishing doctor?
Watching for a moment, Li Hui took his eyes away from Tang Hao and turned to Princess Changle.
Looking at the exquisite and beautiful jade face, dignified, virtuous and generous, Li Hui couldn''t help looking gentle and wandering.
In such a big Chang''an City, perhaps this woman is the only one who can make Li Hui love.
Li Hui smiled and said.
"The past poetry meeting is the royal highness of the princess. Today, when the poem is inscribed, the royal highness of the princess comes out."
As soon as the voice fell, everyone''s eyes fell on Princess Changle.
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Princess Changle slowly stood up, meditated for a moment, looked up slightly, saw the bright moon and whispered.
"Since childe Li recommended it, I don''t respect it."
Standing in the open space, Li Hui bowed respectfully and returned to his seat.
"Tonight, everything is quiet. The bright moon is high and not weak. Let''s take the moon as the topic. How about it?"
Hearing Princess Changle''s proposal, everyone present frowned slightly.
Since ancient times, there are countless poems related to the moon, including some famous sentences handed down through the ages.
Because of this, it is inevitable that it will be compared with this famous sentence, which inadvertently increases the difficulty.
What''s more, there are too many poems about the moon. If there is no new idea, it often ends up with a stereotype.
But it''s not easy to be a cliche and write new ideas if you want to be brilliant.
A woman in white sitting next to Chang sun Chong smiled and whispered.
"For having heard it many times even woman and children all know prelude to water melody," the Tang Dynasty''s son was asked to sing a song of melody, which was written in Changan by the princess of highness. The poem is not familiar with Changan.
When others heard what the woman in White said, they were stunned and reacted.
"It''s true. The poems are tender and give people infinite imagination, as if they were in a fairyland in the Moon Palace."
"Every word is extremely beautiful. It is a rare masterpiece to praise Chang''an."
"It''s not just the poem itself, but even the tune. I can''t help but swing the melody in my mind when I hear the first four words of shuidiao."
Hearing the speech, Li Hui in the open space looked heavy.
Although he didn''t want to admit it, he had to admit that it was a classic with beautiful tunes, beautiful lyrics and songs.
People like Li Hui, who is known as the first son of Chang''an, can''t help but want to hum along with the music.
This quyi was done by his beloved according to Tang Hao''s poems, which inadvertently touched his nerve, and his heart was bitter and difficult to accept.
If you lose momentum when you start a factory, how can you compete with the poetry Fair held by yourself?
Besides, I have an appointment with the king of Wu. Today''s poetry meeting will definitely crush Tang Hao.
But in the twinkling of an eye, Li Hui was full of fighting spirit.
At this time, the princess Changle whom I admire is here. I must make an amazing poem to compare Tang Hao completely and let everyone see who is the first talent in Chang''an city.