"This is a praise for Changle's beauty, but you should write another poem to express your mood at this moment..." Li Tai said with a smile.

Is this poem good?

It's done so well!

That's why Li Tai was even more dissatisfied. He wanted Su Cheng to write poems again. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Su Cheng's face was a little dark when he heard this.

Want to write a poem again?

Is this poem bad? This is a masterpiece by the poet Li Bai, and it is not good to say it?

You are not against your conscience, you are simply eating your conscience by a dog!

Su Cheng said with a dark face: "I think it's easier to express my mood at this moment when I get started!"

Li Chengqian smiled dryly and said, "The poems written by Su Cheng just now can be called masterpieces. Even if we are unconsciences, we can't say anything bad!"

"That's right, that's right, Su Cheng's poem is a masterpiece, who dares to say it's not good?"

"Who dares to say something bad? Let's listen to a better poem!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Li Chengqian and Li Tai quickly gave in, and the others hurriedly gave in.

Su Cheng walked into Xuanwu Gate accompanied by the Minister of Rites and Zongzheng Temple.

The Lizheng Hall is also very lively, and the women in charge are talking happily.

The little eunuch ran over panting.

"The Duke of the County has entered Xuanwu Gate!"

"The auspicious time is coming soon!"

"It's time to come!"

The Lizheng Palace suddenly became boiling.

Princess Changle was excited, nervous and happy when she heard this. Princess Yuzhang next to her said repeatedly: "Where is the poem, where is the poem written by her brother-in-law?"

Not to mention the daughters and princesses in the boudoir, even the destiny wives have quieted down. Who doesn’t expect Su Cheng’s poems?

The little eunuch sang: "The clouds think of clothes, 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 mountains, they would meet under the moon on the jade platform."

The scene was quiet for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became warmer again.

"What a beautiful poem!"

"This poem is so beautiful!"

Princess Changle couldn't help but remember her first meeting with Su Cheng when she heard this poem. In the garden of the Prince of Wei's Mansion, it was the time for spring to be full of beauty.

Princess Yuzhang's face was full of stunning charm, and her brother-in-law's poems were indeed written by the past!

Even the poem to urge makeup is so beautiful!

Since ancient times, there have been many poems that urge makeup, most of which are limericks, otherwise they are mediocre works.

There is no outstanding makeup slogan.

And Su Cheng's move was indeed extraordinary!

But how can one be?

Princess Yuzhang asked repeatedly: "Is there any more? Is there any more?"

The little eunuch hurriedly said, "Princess, the county lord has written this song."

Princess Yuzhang and others were disappointed after hearing this and hurriedly said, "Why did you write one? Didn't you agree? Make things difficult for your brother-in-law and let your brother-in-law write two more poems!"

"Yes, I finally had this opportunity to write poems that my brother-in-law could not refuse!"

The little eunuch hurriedly said, "Back to the princess, as soon as this poem is released, His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the King of Wei cannot say that the poem is not good without their conscience!"

Princess Yuzhang and others were slightly stunned and then reacted. Yes, even if they were against their conscience, they could not express the word "bad".

Although they felt very regretful, they could understand His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the others. Who made Su Cheng write such a masterpiece?

But, it would be even better if Su Cheng could do a few more songs!

Princess Changle felt as sweet as honey and said shyly: "I think this poem is well written, one is better than ten."

Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "The bride can't wait. Get ready quickly, don't delay the auspicious time."

When Li Shimin and Empress Changsun heard that Su Cheng and others entered Xuanwu Gate so quickly, they immediately understood that Su Cheng must have written a good poem, or even a few good poems, otherwise the prince and others would not have let him go so easily, especially Qingque was so good at poetry and prose.

Empress Changsun asked with a smile: "How many poems did Su Cheng write?"

"You reported to the Empress, the Duke of the County wrote a poem. His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the King of Wei said that they could not say that the Duke of the County was not good without their conscience, so they let the Duke of the County enter Xuanwu Gate."

Empress Changsun couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when she heard this. Su Cheng was very confused recently and didn't write much poetry. Now she was about to have an opportunity to let Su Cheng write a few poems, but she didn't expect that she could just let him get over it.

Gao Ming and Qingque were too thin-skinned, so they said with a thick face that the poem was not very good, so they asked Su Cheng to continue writing the poem.

Li Shimin asked with a smile: "What poem did Su Cheng write? Let's chant it."

"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."

After savoring it for a while, Empress Changsun’s eyes were bright and she praised with a stunning look on her face: “What a poem, what a poem!”

Empress Changsun, who praised her endlessly, completely forgot what she thought just now.

Li Shimin couldn't help but praise: "It's indeed a good poem. Changle is born with beautiful beauty. It's a perfect match for Su Cheng's poem! No wonder Gao Ming and Qingque both passed the test!"

A set of cumbersome etiquette (the author has been checking for a long time and decided to give up, which is called "not hydrological".

Of course, Su Cheng could not go deep into the harem to pick up Princess Changle, so Princess Changle's float slowly drove out surrounded by the wife and maid.

Li Shimin looked at Su Cheng and said with emotion: "Changle was born in the fourth year of Wude. I fought in Hulao. When I received the news, I was overjoyed. Changle was born by the queen and my eldest princess. He has always been loved by me. He regards it as a pearl in my hand. Today I am very happy. Su Qing, I hope you can treat her well! I hope you can have a deep love for your husband and wife and have a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

Although she knew that her daughter still lived in Chang'an after her wedding and could see her at any time, Empress Changsun couldn't help but burst into tears.

Gao Ming and Qingque were only happy when they were married, but when Changle got married, she felt mixed feelings, feeling both joy and reluctance.

Princess Changle in the float couldn't help but burst into tears.

Su Cheng said seriously: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, don't worry, I and the princess are in love, and I will definitely be harmonious and grow old together."

Empress Changsun nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, OK, OK!"

"The auspicious time has come!"

Su Cheng spoke deeply with a deep respect, then turned over and went to the outsider of the palace.

Amid the ritual music, Princess Changle's float followed Su Cheng slowly forward.

Li Chengqian and Li Tai also turned over and came to Princess Changle's float. Li Zhi did not ride a horse and got on a carriage.

Three days after the emperor stopped the court, the crown prince personally sent the wedding. Princess Changle's wedding, and the honor and favor were unprecedented...

Su Cheng and Princess Changle's carriage left Xuanwu Gate, and met with the large team that was welcoming, and began to return.

The team that had prepared to deliver the dowry early in the morning began to move in the arranged order.
Chapter completed!