God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

"Your Majesty, this matter..."

"Hmph," Li Eryi flicked his sleeves and walked out, "Queen, I need a reasonable explanation for this after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

……

Changsun Chong returned to Fufeng Garden in despair.

Along the way, I saw many people pointing at me.

He even heard some people whispering: I heard that the eldest grandson is small and weak, but seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation.

When Changsun Chong heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Not far away, Li Lizhi behind the table showed contempt when she saw her eldest grandson rushing towards him.

"Hmph, the toad wants to eat swan meat and marry this princess, so go ahead and dream... This time I'm just giving you a little lesson, next time, it won't be so cheap... I didn't expect Du He to be so badass." The guy's idea is so brilliant, and I don't know what was put in the wine, it's so powerful... Humph, that bad guy said he would step on colorful auspicious clouds and wear a golden armor to save me, I don't know what it is not real!"

As she spoke, the girl rested her chin on her hands, her face full of anticipation.

Not long after, Li Er and Empress Changsun both came back.

Everyone saw that Li Er Majesty was expressionless and walked in front, while Empress Changsun wanted to hold his hand many times, but he blocked her.

Afterwards, Empress Changsun announced the official start of the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting.

dang dang...

The melodious bell rang.

A full moon hangs in the sky like a jasper plate.

Everyone quickly forgot about the episode just now and started paying attention to the poetry meeting.

The bell has rung.

An official from the Ministry of Rites stood up and chanted loudly.The content is nothing more than the prosperity of the country, the peace of the people, the peace of the world, and the like, which is nothing new.

Then comes the highlight of the night, Shibi.

Empress Changsun announced in public: "...the title of this year's poetry competition is only one word, month. Next, all talents are invited to write poems, and the ministers will judge. The best poem will be the champion of this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival. Not only will you get a generous reward, but you will also have the chance to be selected by His Majesty to serve as an official in the court..."

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became lively.

Those who are rewarded or not rewarded are not valued. Anyway, the poem is the number one scholar, and it has long been assumed that it is Changsun Chong, but if he can perform well, be favored by His Majesty, and be lucky enough to be an official in the court, then there will be smoke on his ancestral grave .

Shibi is divided into three rounds in total.

The preparation time for each round is one stick of incense.

After a stick of incense.

Everyone came up with their own poems.

For those who are prepared, this is not a problem at all.

Especially Chang Sun Chong wrote a song "Full Moon" according to Yu Jie's suggestion.

I don't know how to divide the flower up and down,

The shadow of the moon is always new in Los Angeles;

Seeing my marks on the raw paper,

The full moon does not speak for itself.

This poem naturally won the first place in the first round.

Soon, the second round will begin.

Yu Jie said: "Young master grandson, don't worry, this year's poetry competition is the top prize, and you are none other than you. The song "Man Yuan" just now is actually not a top-notch work, but it also won the first place, which shows that other people His poems are not good, now, let's take out the two excellent poems we prepared before, how can we be invincible?"

"So, it couldn't be better!" Chang Sun Chong said proudly.

Just when the talents were racking their brains.

In the distant sky, suddenly, a red light appeared.A fireball flew into the air.

boom.

The fireball exploded.

Mars scattered.

Click click click wipe.

The scattered sparks exploded again.

This sudden scene stunned everyone.

In this era, who has seen this thing.

Even those who concentrate on writing poetry are attracted to it.

Another blue light ascended to the sky and exploded, as if a huge flower appeared in the sky.

boom.

boom.

Blossoming fireworks bloom in the night sky.

Soon, everyone rushed to the fence of Fufeng Garden to watch this strange scene.

Li Er hurriedly shouted: "Come here, go find out what it is? It seems to be outside the city, quickly find out the truth!"

Before the words fell, all the officials were seen kneeling on the ground, shouting long live three times.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, a natural vision, a good omen!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, there will be a miracle in Mid-Autumn Festival poems, which is a sign of the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty!"

Everyone praised Li Er fiercely.

Li Er, who was depressed at first, suddenly became happy at this time.

After a while, the fireworks disappeared.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky and shouted in surprise: "Look, what is that?"