In the direct hall of the Zhiyuan courtyard, people come and go, and there are many things, old things are not over, and new things are coming again.

Shangguan Wan'er sent a document to Lichun Palace. When she returned to Zhitang, she found that several female officials gathered near her desk, and the simple note she wrote before was being read by several people.

"Talented man is back!"

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er coming in, a female official clapped her hands and smiled. Looking at her expression and tone, this title is a pun. She is not only greeting Shangguan Wan'er, but also praising her talent: "Seeing the new work, don't blame anyone for being talented!"

Shangguan Wan'er just smiled after hearing this. She would naturally put away the really important handwriting of the document properly and would not put it on the table at will. But after hearing the female official misunderstood that this was her poem, she was about to explain it, but she heard the other party say: "Compared with the work of the next work, I still prefer the work of talented people."

"Oh? Why is this?"

Shangguan Wan'er was surprised when she heard this, and walked back to her table and asked. On the paper, there was a poem written by Wang Yong'an, and behind it was written by Shangguan Wan'er's revised poem.

"Shangguan Cairen is elegant in poetry and knows everything in the palace, and he will definitely work well. How dare I show off my praise? I just feel that the previous work is more interesting and vivid than the later work. I imitate that it is like this, the rain is refreshing and the butterfly dances cool, and it seems that the heat and heat of summer are taken away a little..."

Of course, he is not an ordinary woman who can serve in the Naotang of the Honchiyuan. He is proficient in literature and science, and he has corresponding literary literacy. The female official said that she dared not show off, but she could explain her feelings clearly when she spoke. As soon as the person spoke, several others also spoke up.

"The first work is interesting, so will the latter work be less rewarding?"

Shangguan Wan'er took the paper back and asked quietly, forgot to explain the poem to which it belonged. She lowered her head and read her revised poem again, "There are no flowers in the flowers before the rain, and there are no flowers under the leaves after the rain. Butterflies flew over the wall, but they suspected that the spring scenery was next door."

Shangguan Wan'er was actually a little dissatisfied with this poem, and felt that she still lacked the elegant painting and was less plain. For example, her grandfather Shangguan Yi had the old sentence "The green mountains are covered with snowflakes". When she first read, she felt that her words were out of tune, but if she savored it carefully, the remaining snow in the early spring was scattered in the forest, shrouded by the strong and vibrant green mountains. This is the real ingenious idea of ​​landscape describing.

However, people from Zhitang came and went, and Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but make more exquisite crafts. However, in her own opinion, this poem was slightly better than the previous work of King Yong'an, and it did not destroy the interest of many previous poems, which was considered acceptable. Now, several female officials have verbally believed that the previous work was better than the next work, and they had more or less aspirations in their hearts.

"There is a neat work and recite, and the spirit will naturally be more energetic, but it is locked in the literal form, which is not easy for people to feel reverie. It is probably because the summer is so popular and loves spring rain. The previous work is not so much about guiding people into the country, but it is difficult to get through the clumsy thoughts, which makes people feel an unexpected and interesting poet. If I can have such poetic feelings as Shangguan, I will probably not be able to help but pick up the pen and practice it again and strive for excellence."

The person who said this was Yu Zhengyi, who praised Shangguan Wan'er's talent in words. After all, proficiency in literature and science and poetry are two different things. Anyone can say a few sentences to judge right and wrong, and it is even more difficult to use the rhyme to form a poem. Shangguan Wan'er's poetry is also a leading figure among the female officials. It can be said that it has a family origin and is constantly continuous.

Hearing Yu Zheng's evaluation of excellence, Shangguan Wan'er reluctantly accepted it.

It wasn't that she had to compete with King Yong'an to win or lose. After all, she had already developed her age, experience, and talent for learning and poetry. There was no need to compare with King Yong'an. But the one-sided evaluation just now made her feel an isolated feeling of being difficult to whistle, and she felt that she was ignored by others and was a little unacceptable.

However, it is hard to say that this poem was written by King Yong'an, so as not to be misunderstood by others to belittle others to praise him. It was just a trivial matter. Shangguan Wan'er put away the paper and the other female officials also returned to their respective places to work and stopped discussing and arguing.

But Shangguan Wan'er did not expect that there was still lingering sounds about these two poems, and the lingering sounds were quite large.

A few days later, a group of new female officials entered the palace to serve. In order to allow them to integrate into their new identities as soon as possible, the Divine Emperor took the time to take the time to send a banquet for a group of female officials in the corridor hall of Benzhiyuan.

At the afternoon of the banquet, it happened to rain suddenly. After the rain, the world was as clear as the garden was fresh. The Emperor of God was occasionally interested and wrote a poem in the palace and ordered the female officials present to respond to the imperial edict, which also contained the meaning of the talent of the new female officials in the school.

However, when it was the turn of the female official in Yuanmozhiyuan, Yu Zhengzi said, "I am not talented and unable to respond, for fear of hurting Your Majesty's elegant delight. Please ask the above-mentioned officials and talents to work as a reunion."

This reason is just ordinary. Shangguan Wan'er is talented, but there are only a few female officials who are really quick and quick to become a poem. After all, the God Emperor is so elegant and interesting, and it is not beautiful to have no one in the palace to respond. Therefore, Shangguan Wan'er often invites her to respond, which is also one of the reasons why she has a very good popularity.

The Divine Emperor did not have the power of the outer court in the palace, and was mostly kind to the female officials. He was dressed in a gorgeous bun, wearing a purple-gold large-sleeved shirt and skirt, and his arms were decorated with beads and colorful feathers and silk shining shining brightly, like a galaxy flowing around his body, plump and beautiful, not inferior to anyone present.

She smiled and pointed to the prince's lord, and signaled her maid Wei Tuaner to fill a cup of wine on her desk for lord. Although she complained, she felt a sense of familiarity and unceremoniousness: "Mrs. I have become a habit of escaping poetry. I should drink a cup of it myself and recite it again."

Mrs. Tsu Di thanked her for wine and then slowly recited it. It was the "Yu Qing" that I saw Shangguan Wan'er a few days ago. While reciting it, she also looked at Shangguan Wan'er nodded to show her.

When Shangguan Wan'er heard that the poem used by Mr. Yu Di was in trouble for a moment. She and Mr. Yu Di were now being tested by the God Emperor because of the family of King Yong'an. Unexpectedly, they were inadvertently entangled.

The poem "Yu Qing" does not belong to the style of the poem of the edict at all, but it is obvious that the difference between the two is not clear about it, and he used it casually to deal with it. After all, they were just completely dependent on the female officials of the Emperor of God, rather than those of the Qing lyricists in the outside court. The quality of the poems and prose did not have much impact on their own experience.

Fortunately, the poem used by Mr. Yu Di was modified by Shangguan Wan'er, which made her feel a little happy while feeling a little thankful. It can be seen that Mr. Yu Di also felt that this poem was better than the original one.

However, Shangguan Wan'er's gratitude did not last long, because the female official who responded to the situation was actually the same poem "Yu Qing", which was naturally the original work of King Yong'an.

Not to mention Shangguan Wan'er's heart, the Emperor of God originally snuggled on the side of the imperial bed, but after listening to the poem written by Mr. Yu Di, he couldn't help but sit up, raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed at Shangguan Wan'er and said with a smile: "It's already a strange thing to live in Xia Yongchun. Wan'er is still interested in writing two poems in a row, but the latter title should be the previous one, right?"

Shangguan Wan'er stood up respectfully and said that when the matter was about to come, she could only respond and did not dare to mention that the original work of the poem was King Yong'an, so as not to disturb the interest of the God Emperor. She only said in her heart that she apologized.

The Tang people became a common poem, and it was common for many works of one title. However, the meaning of these two poems is so similar, which is obviously the result of being dissatisfied with the previous work and continuing to carve and modify it.

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er nodding, Wu Zetian smiled: "One topic and two works, the former should be inspired by feelings, the other is innocent and interesting, while the latter collects the poetic emotions and the sentence structure is more sophisticated. However, with the previous poems first, the later carving is unnecessary.

Before the rain, I saw the stamens among flowers, and I could see that I was a person who cherished flowers. When I saw the stamens, I also looked at the slightest stamens, which made the flowers fall. I didn’t see the leaves among flowers before the rain. Although I said that the flowers were rich and fragrant, I was just a quick glance at the ordinary people. It was not as good as seeing the love for flowers and cherish flowers. Although it was neat, I lost this interest, but the customs of the common scenery had become far from decline..."

After hearing the comments from the Emperor of God, Shangguan Wan'er was shocked. Many female officials present also participated in the discussion the day before yesterday. Especially after listening to the female officials who chanted on behalf of others, they couldn't help but slap in high-high and praise: "Shangguan's talented man is 20% of the question, and I love the previous work even more. I am suffering from my thoughts and cannot praise her. His Majesty the Emperor of God said something wonderful, so I realized the fine stamens among the flowers I love."

Shangguan Wan'er was even more silent after hearing this. She only chanted and felt from the words and sentences, and felt that the stamens among the flowers and the flowers under the leaves were inconsistent with the beauty of the passage.

Now that I heard the comments from the God Emperor, I felt the kind of interest of looking down at the flowers and the clear distinction between the fine stamens. It was far from the viewing of the flowers from a distance under the corridor, and the fighting spirit of the leaves can be compared.

There are no leaves between flowers before the rain, and there are no leaves at the bottom after the rain. It is neat and neat, but as the God Emperor said, the common scenery is rigid and ordinary. The difference between the first sentence of the first couplet and the leaves is that it is not in the heart. Those who can enter the square will move people. Where the emotions arise, they are not comparable to those of poetry and chisels.

The Emperor of God commented more than that, and continued: "The butterfly flew over the wall, and the word "flying here" implies searching. The little things are the same as me, all love flowers, searching but not seeing them, and fly away through the wall. The word "Flowing" has only one irritable, the scenery is lost, and the previous feelings are gone, which is really a stupid word in bad poetry. We should suspect that the spring scenery is in the neighboring house, and the wonder of the viewer is the unconfidence of the viewer. The butterfly and small things are in love with me. Although I abandon this and leave, I do not want to speak up and ridicule them with silence, and I only make a guess of "should be, or". Although the word "天" is intimate, it only laughs at the stupid things for nothing, and complains about it, but the rest of the feelings are greatly damaged..."

The more Shangguan Wan'er listened, the more she felt more and more cramped. If she was reluctant to explain clearly at first, she was afraid that mentioning the King of Yong'an would disturb the God Emperor's elegance, then now she was really embarrassed to admit it. Originally, she felt that this poem was neat and ingenious, which was much beyond the previous works of King of Yong'an, but she was useless under the comments of the Emperor.

If other people's comments cannot convince Shangguan Wan'er, then the comments of the Divine Emperor really left her speechless. It is not just because she is afraid of the Divine Emperor's identity, but because she is deeply admired and respected for the Divine Emperor's level of appreciation.

The Holy Mother Emperor is not only a powerful and powerful side, but also has a very high literary literacy and loves elegance. Otherwise, in the early years, the scholars would not have been sincerely surrendered to him, so a group of Beimen scholars were organized to waving flags and cheer for him.

The longer the power is held, the more wise men in the court and the country are for their appreciation and appraisal, and it is naturally no problem to evaluate which one or two poems is better.

After evaluating this poem, Wu Zetian's next words made Shangguan Wan'er's velvet hair explode: "This topic is two unique couplets. The former is interesting, while the latter is working, but neither is Wan'er's usual style of poetry. How can you be so funny and write this poem?"
Chapter completed!