From Wu Mei's plate, a piece of seven mature steak was quickly stolen by Li Hong and handed to Li Lingyue, who was drooling at the same time. After that, Li Hong's carefully arranged dinner was confused.

However, judging from the faces of Li Zhi and Wu Mei, both of them were very satisfied with the meal. In particular, the behavior of Li Hong and Bai Chun seemed to have been deliberately trained. Both of them were so elegant and calm. Whether it was the way they poured wine or changed the dishes, it made people look happy and felt a kind of natural nobility.

Li Zhi was not satisfied with the last dessert. He was deprived of many rights as soon as he came in. Although he said that the meal was really good, why did he give Li Lingyue his dessert!

Li Zhi and Wu Mei, who are back in the living room again, look at the snowflakes still falling outside. The ease of eating just now disappears. What they get is the worry between their eyebrows.

Li Hong is sitting at the head of the two. Li Lingyue is still holding the unfinished dessert in his hand and eating it with relish.

Both the imperial kitchen and the service etiquette were agreed by Wu Mei and Li Zhi. Naturally, everything was sent to the palace. And this also achieved the effect that Li Hong wanted, trying to eliminate the two people's worries about their coveting the throne.

This is why he chose to let Lizhi keep fit and adopt diet regimen. Although he didn't find anyone observing his every move that night when he entered Chang'an city that night, it definitely doesn't mean that when he was called back by the queen, he didn't pay attention to himself.

"As the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty and the prince of the East Palace, we should always pay attention to the sufferings of the common people, instead of putting them on the other side. Do you understand?" Li Zhi looks at Li Hong pretending to rob Li Lingyue's dessert and says with warning.

Wu Mei turned her head and turned white at Li Zhi. She didn't see you like this when she was eating just now. As soon as she finished eating and wiping her mouth, she began to find fault.

Li Hong gave up snatching Li Lingyue's sweets and said with a smile: "yes, my father, my son's ministers should bear in mind his father's teachings."

He turned his head and looked at the snowflakes which continued to pallor the world outside, and the sound of hasty footsteps outside also sounded quickly: "please send me a message from eunuch Hua, Minister of the Ministry of finance, Jinghui, to see his Highness the prince."

Li Zhi and Wu Mei pick each other's eyebrows. It's timely. They want to know what people are suffering in the cold and snow. I'm afraid only Hubu and Yushitai are most familiar with it.

Jinghui untied his cloak at the door, patted the remaining snowflakes on her lower body. Wearing the hem of a casual gown, the shoes on her heel were all wet because of the melting snow, but fortunately, they were still clean.

After rubbing the soles of my feet at the door for two times, I walked in quickly. When I saw the emperor and the queen were there, I was still shocked.

After entering the Imperial City, Li Qiao, a doctor of the imperial historian, parted ways after entering the imperial city. He went to the imperial palace to report to his majesty, while he went to the east palace to report to his highness. Now it seems that Li Qiao is doomed to be empty, or he will have to wait in Zichen hall for a long time.

"Jinghui, Minister of the Ministry of finance, has met his majesty and the queen." Slightly stunned, Jinghui said in a hurry.

"Let's talk about it directly. After that, go home and have a hot bath. It's been hard for you these two days." Li Hong watched the snow melt into water on Jinghui's beard, and nodded to his chest.

Li Lingyue is not interested in these natures. Looking at a good plum blossom that has been brought in, Li Lingyue rushes to pick it up and hold it in her hand. This move makes Wu Mei look at Li Hong involuntarily.

How can there be wine without poetry in such snowy weather? The meal is finished and the wine is comfortable. Is it time for the little bunny to write a poem? In other words, I have never witnessed him write poems with my own eyes, except for a few poems after drinking.

Jinghui saluted Li Hong and said, "yes, your highness. The minister has been observing the situation of the people for the past two days. Everything is as expected by his highness. The analysis made by the chongwenguan students is very reasonable and important. Where the people need to keep warm, where the people need firewood and so on, they have basically analyzed it thoroughly. According to their analysis, all the materials in these days have been delivered to the poor people At the same time, the supervision of counties, prefectures and roads is also being carried out to ensure that these things will not be embezzled by the government. "

"Beijing Zhaofu leads 22 counties. Naturally, you don't have to ask too much. If you want to come to zhuchu, you will deal with all this. What's the situation with Hedong and Henan?"

"Your Highness, apart from the fact that it is a long way to go, it will take a few days to go back to the palace. Now, as long as it is snowy, the government has already taken care of it."

"Good, then go back. It's been hard these days. Snow, enjoy. " Li Hong waved his hand and stood up and patted Jinghui on the shoulder. However, Jinghui's clothes were wet.

Jinghui is sent to the door. A fur fur coat and two bottles of good wine prepared by Xiaoxue are carried in hand and handed to Jinghui cleverly. The prince's reward makes Jinghui very flattered. Looking back, he doesn't know when Li Hong has a jade pendant in his hand, and at the same time gives it to Jinghui. Then Yao saluted Li Zhi and Wu Mei, then bowed back and left.Wu Mei looks at Li Hong's kindness and authority. Although she doesn't show her prestige, she may not be separated from Li Hong's beating in the past few days.

After listening to the general situation in Guanzhong, the common people, under the emergency measures created by the prince's Chongwen hall and led by the imperial court, can at least live through a cold winter, and their hearts are naturally determined.

"Where did you get the plum blossom?" Li Hong noticed that Xiaoxue folded a plum blossom from the outside and handed it to Li Lingyue. The one Jing Hui had brought in just now was too small to smell fragrant.

Looking at Li Lingyue holding the plum blossom branch, happily smelling the aroma, rubbing Li Lingyue's cerebellar bag melon, he said: "in the future, do not fold flowers at will, flowers will also hurt, it is good to watch from afar."

"Oh, I see, brother. I will never fold it again. If I want to see the plum blossom, I will let them take the tree to the palace, so that there is no need to fold it. " Li Lingyue shakes her head, without any intention. In her eyes, there is only a twig of plum blossom.

"You You and I are very satisfied with the banquet today, but I always feel that there is something missing. What do you think, Li Hong. " Wu Mei has a good time and looks at Li Hong who hasn't responded.

"Why What do you mean

"Don't you think you should write a poem to celebrate this palace and your father?"

"No, headache."

"Tell me again!" Wu Mei, this is a naked threat.

"Tell me again!" Li Lingyu's little talk is like a microphone.

"What the queen said is very true. Today: Jinghui passed on the snow weather report in Guanzhong, and Li Hongfu described the snow scenery in Chang'an. As a poem to celebrate the government's performance and the people's good fortune. " Li Zhi brushed his beard and laughed, put down his teacup and said aloud.

"No, father, emperor and mother, you are not right. After eating, you will take a poem with you? What's more, my son's minister only cares about... "

"What are you doing with all that nonsense? Do it or not? " Wu Mei didn't find the feather duster because all the feather dusters in the east palace were burned by Li Hong's order.

But Li Lingyue has it. As for where she got it, I don't know.

"That's it. What's all that nonsense for! Empress mother, here you are. If you don't write poetry, you can beat him with this, and he will write poetry. " Li Lingyue is like a little adult, but the cunning in her eyes reveals her childlike nature.

"Li Lingyue, who are you with? What's more, do you want to eat delicious food in the future

"Father, emperor and mother, please make decisions for the children's ministers. The emperor threatens the children Wuwuwu... "

"I Mother, don't mention it. After last night's snow, my son's minister really got a poem. I just don't think it's a good one, so I'm sorry to show it to you. But since you and your father are so interested, I'll ask you to give me some advice. " Li Hong really wants to kick Li Lingyue with his feet like a little fat man Li Dan. Did he owe her in the last life.

"Tell me, if you can't satisfy the palace and dare to bluff me, you should be careful of this palace..." Wu Mei takes over Li Lingyue and hands her a feather duster. She threatens to be a great lady.

"I'm surprised that my pillow is cold, and I see the window again. The snow is heavy at night, and the sound of bamboo folding is heard. how? Please give me some advice. " Li Hong searched his stomach and thought for a long time before he came up with such a song "snow at night" by Bai Juyi.

"There is movement in stillness, freshness and elegance, and the sense of touch is also very keen. I can understand the mood of the people after being cold at night. Obviously, I have deeply felt the feelings of the people in Anxi for several years. It's just Li Hong, don't you think it's not artificial for you to wake yourself up to write poetry in your warm palace at the moment? " Wu Mei nodded frequently and commented on this poem. If it wasn't done by Li Hong but by others, I'm afraid Wu Mei would give a higher evaluation.

However, Li Hong was in the warm palace. When he made such a song, he was awakened in his sleep by a cold and snowy night, which made him feel a little sad.

"Then make another one." The sound of chattering sounds in the palace.

After listening to this, Li Zhi nodded frequently and called out to be good. Wu Mei is also quite agreeable, stroking Li Lingyue's head, or you have a plan. The empress mother doesn't know how to force him. You can let her enjoy a poem with a word.

After hearing Li Lingyue's words, Li Hong ignored the smile on Bai Chun's and others' faces. With a black face, he said to the little chatter that had no idea: "Li Lingyue, you have been blacklisted by me. During this period, you must not..."

"Mother The emperor bullies his son's minister, whine... "

"I Have: the plum snow contention spring is not willing to fall, the poet Pavilion pen fee comment chapter. The snow is three points white, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum. " Li Hong suddenly rang out. Early this morning, a snowman was built. Xiaoxuebai Chun argued about whether the snow was beautiful or the plum blossom was beautiful. After a look at the plum blossom in Li Lingyue's hand, a snow plum came into being.

"The plum blossom is as white as snow, but the snow is not as fragrant as plum. Good, wonderful Li Zhi was the first to clap the knot and exclaimed.

Wu Mei murmured several times. Bai Chun explained to her from time to time that she was making a snowman today. She didn't want the prince's highness to be able to apply it to poems and Fu."This is a good poem to make the palace happy! Plum blossom snow three points white, snow but lost a section of plum fragrance! Wonderful Wu Mei's eyes are bright, as if she has smelled the fragrance of plum blossom in Li Lingyue's hand. At the same time, she is also a natural snow scene!

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