At this moment, Li Hui''s fighting spirit is high.


    Tang Hao was completely immersed in the horseshoe and Dali temple, and didn''t notice Li Hui''s aggressive eyes.


    Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, Princess Changle changed her mind and said softly.


    "In that case, let''s choose a poem title we''ve never chosen. If spring comes, all things live. How about taking spring as the poem title?"


    The poetry meeting focuses on the literati, leisure, exchange experience and show their talents.


    Hearing this poem topic with a wider theme, everyone''s eyebrows stretched out.


    With a smile on her lips, Princess Changle glanced at the relieved people and looked at BI a woman.


    "Sister minglan, I have a problem. You can decide the harmony of this word."


    The woman in white stood up again, smiled and nodded.


    Tang Hao set his eyes on the woman in white and became curious about her identity.


    Being able to match the sister of Princess Changle, the woman''s identity must be extraordinary. Looking at Chang sun Chong, she looks happy. Looking at the girl sitting next to Chang sun Chong, she must have a lot to do with Chang sun Chong.


    Is this the girl of the eldest grandson''s family?


    The woman in white pondered for a few seconds and said slowly.


    "If you rhyme, it''s better to have seven words. If you have words, it''s better to have Liu as your name. How about it?"


    Everyone smiled and nodded.


    Willow branches sprout in early spring, which can also reflect the saying of Princess Changle that if spring comes, everything is pregnant.


    That is to say, in this poem, Liu is the title, focusing on spring. At the same time, it must also be a seven character poem.


    Seeing that the rules of the poetry meeting had been set, the servants and maidservants of the prince''s residence who served behind the seat came forward slowly and offered paper, pen and ink.


    Tang Hao looked around. Everyone at the poetry meeting was thinking quietly.


    Next to Li Hui, there was an empty table and chair, waiting for someone.


    Seeing Tang Hao looking over, Li Hui glanced at Tang Hao and thought a little, so he took the lead in picking up his pen, wrote quickly on the paper and splashed ink.


    Then, after a moment of thinking, the other people also continued to write.


    Those who can be invited by Li Hui are talented men and women who have read poetry and books.


    This poem can write poetry. It''s not too difficult for them to make poems that meet the requirements.


    After listening to these regulations, Tang Hao pondered in his heart and had an idea.


    After all, I have read so many poems in my previous life. Now this poem is not easy to catch.


    Picking up his pen and ink, Tang Hao brews up some emotions and walks away.


    Although he wrote thousands of poems, he didn''t realize that Tang Hao was immersed in the meaning of ancient poetry. He didn''t notice that a light footstep in his ear had quietly approached and finally stopped behind him.


    When the last word fell on the paper, the Tang family took a breath of turbidity, straightened their waist and slowly put down their brush.


    At this time, Tang Hao suddenly felt that he breathed out in his ears. He just turned his head.


    At first glance, a delicate face close at hand suddenly appeared in front of us.


    The breath of a faint orchid gently touched her cheek. If it was like nothing, the girl''s body fragrance was as thin as a hairspring, and even the girl''s wisps of green silk had touched her eyes.


    If I had just made a little effort, I was afraid I would stick it with this exquisite white jade face.


    Tang haoyizhi.


    The jade face slowly turned its head and stared at Tang Hao''s star like eyes. In a moment, it stiffened. In the twinkling of an eye, there was a trace of panic, moved quickly, and a faint blush climbed up his cheek.


    This person is Princess Changle. She is right behind Tang Hao and watching Tang Hao mention poetry.


    Perhaps she was too fascinated. Unconsciously, Princess Changle was immersed in the deep meaning and stepped forward involuntarily. A pair of beautiful eyes swam away with the brush, eager to write the next word. So that they all looked at the others and almost made jokes in public.


    Princess Changle stepped back, and the blush on her face was even worse. She looked at Tang Hao in a daze, with four eyes opposite each other.


    Li Wanqing, beside Tang Hao, just saw the scene and stood there in a moment.


    Especially when I saw the blush on the jade face of Princess Changle, my heart trembled involuntarily, like being stabbed by something. I felt a pain and was very uncomfortable.


    For a short time, Tang Hao took the lead and smiled at Princess Changle. He was sorry.


    Princess Changle also woke up and leaned slightly.


    After all, it was born in the royal family. The reaction speed was far faster than ordinary people, and it returned to normal in an instant.


    When I thought of the scene just now, my heart beat faster, jumping and bumping like a deer.


    Princess Changle covered her face slightly with her jade hand, coughed gently, forced herself to be calm and said with emotion.


    "Tang Xianzi''s talent is really going to fill Chang''an."


    While talking, he went to Tang Hao again, held the paper in his hand and picked it up.


    The gentle and beautiful voice of Princess Changle sounded in the open space.


    Jasper makeup into a tree height,


    Ten thousand green ribbons hang down.


    I don''t know who cut the thin leaves,


    The spring breeze in February is like scissors.


    With the sound of Princess Changle singing like a warbler, they slowly put down their pens and looked at Tang Hao.


    Li Hui, who was still struggling to write, couldn''t help but feel his body. His brush stopped on the paper, and the ink slowly fainted and polluted a large piece of paper.


    Li Hui slowly looked up and looked at Princess Changle holding the paper. Her lips opened gently and read aloud in cadence. With a smile on his face, he clearly expressed his endless appreciation.


    At this moment, even if Li Hui reacted slowly, he knew clearly that the paper in Princess Changle''s hand was Tang Hao''s,. This poem was written by Tang Hao.


    Li Hui was proud of his extraordinary poetic attainments. Looking at the whole Tang Dynasty, whether the older generation or the younger generation, there were only a few people who could enter his eyes.


    However, at this moment, when facing this song, he suddenly felt that his poems were a joke.


    "I don''t know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors."


    The woman in white slowly stood up and read the last two sentences.


    A moment later, the woman in white looked at Tang Hao and said with emotion.


    "It is said that the son of Tang county will only be full of Chang''an. Now it seems that it will be full of Tang Dynasty."