Chapter 269

The six princes drink together, and even Bai Chun is coaxed by Li Xian and Li Zhe. Bai Chun, who has always been a poor drinker, drinks several glasses of wine.

Originally, it seemed that the indifferent fairy did not dye the fine dust. After drinking a few cups of wine, her face was immediately covered with blush, and her cheeks that could be broken by blowing bombs were more delicate and moving.

In addition, after being favored by Li Hong, Bai Chun's charming temperament is revealed again. The whole person is more vivid, charming and charming.

When Li Hong didn't come back, Li Xian and Li Zhe, who liked Bai Chun very much, always wanted to get Bai chun to his palace. Now I see Bai Chun's charming appearance.

Two people's hearts suddenly five flavor Chen miscellaneous, staring round eyes full of regret, from time to time scanning back and forth, now nestling in Li honghuai Bai Chun.

In any case, Li Shangjin and Li Sujie were a little restrained on the table. Li Dan, a little fat man, was too young to eat the delicious food in the east palace.

Li Hong, Li Xian and Li Zhe were the only ones who really drank. However, the small amount of wine they had was not Li Hong's rival in the winter of the western regions.

Before all the dishes were served, Li Xian and Li Zhe had become big tongues. When they talked, they didn't even know what they were talking about. Instead, they scolded the maids behind them.

As the host, Li Hong could not look at the past, once again held up a glass of wine with the two people to share the brotherhood, and then at the end of the banquet.

Li Xian held a tree in the East Palace and howled and cried with discontent and grievance, but no one knew what he was talking about.

Li Zhe held a stone lion not far away from Li Xian, crying and laughing for a while. He didn't know who he thought of the stone lion. Anyway, he didn't give up.

When Wu Mei comes over, she just sees that Li Zhe is going to worship the stone lion. She even asks the maid to bring the incense burner and other utensils. She kneels with the stone lion, burning incense in her hand and saying something in her mouth.

After the first one knocked his head down, Li Zhe looked around with hazy eyes, and then patted the head of the stone lion: "where is the third Zhang Fei? Why are we left alone, Yunchang? "

Wu Meiqi didn't choke in the past. Let alone being seen by the imperial censor, it was seen by the people of Chang'an. What's the difference between the drinking of the Grand Prince of Tang Dynasty and the drunkard who wandered on the streets of Chang'an and was thrown into the stinky ditch by Wu Wei?! The world can't let people die!

Angry Wu Mei turns her head and looks at Li Xian still holding the tree. One finger paints the ground. When her head is up, a bird just skims over the top of her head.

"Be careful..." Wu Mei looked at the bird flying past a drop of things, hurriedly nervous remind way.

"PATA."

What a coincidence, Wu Mei's voice just fell, and the drop of bird droppings happened to fall into Li Xian's mouth.

What makes Wu Mei's brain take a black line is that after the bird droppings fall into his mouth, Li Xian even lowers his head and chirps his mouth, as if in aftertaste, and then suddenly roars: "good wine! Do it

Before Wu Mei had time to reprimand the two giggling princes, a voice that made her want to beat her very much, she began to ring at the corner: "the bicycle wants to ask the side, belongs to the country to pass Juyan. The wild geese return to Hu Tian. The desert smoke straight, long river falling yen. When Xiao Guan is waiting for a ride, he protects himself in Yanran. How about it? "

"No fun? OK, I'll give you another one! The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city The lonely city is wanrenshan. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass the Yumen pass. However, I'm not in Chang'an these years. Although there are few poems, I still write poems in the western regions! " Li Hong rode on the lion at the gate of Li Zhengdian. After drinking a lot of wine, he bared his chest, and the cool wind swept by, bringing a burst of comfort.

Next to them are the elegant Li Shangjin and Li Sujie, and Wang Bo is also in the column. The three people and others are stunned.

Your highness, this is a poem written out of the mouth, and in a twinkling of an eye, he wrote two excellent works.

"Li Hong, I think you want to die!" Wu Mei with anger and murderous voice from the side, scared Li Hong almost fell from the stone lion.

"Please give it to your mother Ann, if you have anything to say, don't come here. " Li Hong looked at that still young and beautiful face, but his expression was not very kind, but full of murderous spirit.

Li Hong's drunkenness suddenly wakes up a lot. Looking at Wu Mei who is going to come over, Li Hong jumps down from the stone lion in a hurry and looks at Wu Mei as she retreats.

Wu Meiqi was dizzy and bloated, his face was blue and his head was full of black lines. Looking at Li Hong, who was drinking wine and had already exposed his chest, he would like to go forward and beat him hard to vent his depression in his heart!

But in an instant, her eyes were fixed on Li Hong's exposed chest.

The ferocious and ugly scars appeared in front of her eyes, as if telling her about the cruelty of her Royal Highness's fighting and killing on the battlefield in the past few years, and the merits of iron and blood interwoven behind the glory!

Seeing the scar on Li Hong's chest, it's hard for Wu Mei to be soft hearted, but to let go of the culprit like this is her Wu Mei's character?!"Yes, I won't go. Aren't you writing poetry? If you beat me up, you can't be satisfied with it Wu Mei's heart is still angry hard flat, clenching teeth said.

"Well, really?" Li Hong's spirit shakes, can escape a robbery with a poem, but again cheap thing.

Li Shangjin, Li Sujie and other salutes were ignored by Wu Mei, who was angry. Now he has only one idea in mind: how to deal with this little bunny!

Bai Chun quickly ran to Li Hong, gently and cleverly tied her clothes for Li Hong. Then she went to Wu Mei to salute, and quickly took Li Lingyue's little hand to one side.

The next moment, I'm afraid, will be the first big fight between the queen and the prince after his highness returns to Chang'an and moves into the east palace. I'm afraid that there will be a lot of fighting in the east palace.

Now take away Li Lingyue, so as not to hurt the innocent Li Lingyue if she forgets her mother and son.

Li Hong looks surprised, Xia Zhi that traitor, unexpectedly took out a feather duster from Lizheng hall, quickly handed it to Wu Mei.

"I'll do it now. Don't do it yet." Li Hong looked at Wu Mei's posturing and wanted to follow him. He quickly stretched out his hands to block the way.

Now it's not as good as when you were a child. When you were a child, you could run and let the mother chase after you. Now if you run too fast and the mother can't catch up with you, then your wings will be hard and you will hurt your mother's heart.

Therefore, after returning to Chang'an, Li Hong was beaten for the first time in Penglai Hall of Wumei. He did not choose to take the door and flee. Although with his vigorous skills, there are still opportunities!

"Mm-hmm-hmm As Li Hong's brain whirled rapidly, he looked at Wu Mei with vigilance, and quickly read: "the Yumen mountains are thousands of heavy, and the South and north of the mountains are always beacon. A man must watch the fire when he is far away, but his horse can not be seen when he steps on the mountain

Wu Mei tasted it and looked at Li Hong's cold head!

"In the desert, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half rolled out of the gate. The former army had captured Tuyuhun alive in the night battle in Taohe

"Well, I'll come again. Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, isolated city looking at Yumenguan, Huangsha hundred battles wear gold armor, not broken Loulan will not return

"Not yet?" Li Hong is almost crying. She looks at Wu Mei with a bitter face. She is determined to beat herself. It is not a few poems that can escape.

"Go on." Wu Mei sneered and said faintly.

Although the expression is calm, but the heart is magnificent, this little rabbit actually wrote so many good poems in recent years? This capital is enough to spread for thousands of years.

She has written poems by herself. She knows that every poem can't create that kind of artistic conception without intimate experience.

Li Hong has five poems, each of which is related to his war in Anxi, and every poem is what he saw and heard in Anxi! It's hard to suspect that he didn't do it, he read it.

The feather duster in Wu Mei's hand is a little dazzling, and Li Hong is a little stuttering. How can he sing so many poems for a while? It's a lot of searching.

"Is the word OK?" Li Hong looked at Wu Mei and began to flatter the discussion. The wine had been flying for nine days, but now he was sober!

"Let's hear about it. We'll talk about it after we evaluate it." Wu Mei is very indifferent, said lazily.

Li Xian and Li Zhe didn't know when they appeared behind Wu Mei. They woke up after drinking. Now they looked like eggplant beaten by frost. They couldn't wilt any more. They looked at Wu Mei's back in awe. They didn't dare to move. They didn't have the courage to eat bird excrement and worship the handle.

"When I was drunk, I turned on the lamp to watch the sword. Eight hundred Li points under the command of the barbecue, 50 strings turn outside the sound. The soldiers will be called on in autumn. " Li Hong wanted to laugh at Wu Mei's two wretched men with messy clothes behind him, but he didn't dare. He had to hold back and look at his mother and empress in front of him.

"It's over? There should be a lot more to come? " Wu Mei is addicted to it. She even has an idea in her mind. When she goes to visit the mountains and rivers, or goes to the back garden, she will write poems for herself and cultivate her temperament.

"No, no, no, there's something else. My son's minister is weighing his words:" Lu Fei, made of horses, flies fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt. The king of the world, win before and after death. Poor white happened

The black line on Wu Mei's forehead gradually disappeared. She walked slowly with a feather duster in her hand, and whispered in her mouth, "poor white happens! What a pity

"Come on, show the queen mother where your white hair is? In order to evade the responsibility, you are still in vain! You don't worry. Do you still look like a prince? Look at what Li Zhe and Li Xian have become. You have time to write poems! One hugs the trunk and howls, and the other holds the lion to worship. You, the emperor, write poems on the lion, regardless of how they are. You can write poems to me! I'll let you drink Wu Mei said, while the chicken feather duster in her hand greets Li Hong.

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