"Hao Guoer, this question is still very difficult for him."

Tang Zhi could not laugh or cry.

"It's only moderate. Even if it can't be solved completely, anyone who has a broad knowledge and can be called a talent can at least make some points, right?"

Tang Zhi nodded, "That's true, Guo'er's idea is correct. It's really nothing to just paint poetry and calligraphy."

"Brother Emperor Cai said that Lu Qing can write poems, and his poems are all good. He is a rare talent. Well, I ask Brother Emperor, can you see any special meaning from his poems?"

Tang Zhi thought for a while, recalling a few songs, frowning.

Those poems, at first glance, are very beautiful and neat, and at first reading, they are really amazing.

Lu Qing's poems are mostly about the beauty of landscapes, read twice, it seems that they are still about the beauty of landscapes.

In poetry and books, the long-lived poems express deeper meaning through landscapes and beauties.

There were those who responded to the prosperity of the dynasty, those who expressed the sorrow of the country's subjugation, and those who reflected the suffering of the people's livelihood.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Qing's poems are really superficial, not a talent, at best they look good and read beautifully.

As the champion of the new division, he is obsessed with landscapes all day, and the beauty seems to be a bit unsuccessful.

"Most of his recent poems are praising beauties. Many people are speculating about who he is praising. Some guess it is Guoer, and some guess it is the second emperor sister."

Tang Zhi is not a fool, he has already reacted.

Afterwards, he smiled, "Guoer is still smart, so it's no wonder I don't like such a person. A few poems made me fascinated, thinking that he is a rare talent, now I want to come, he is such a high-profile, poetry Coming to praise the beauties, they also asked countless people in the imperial city to guess, for fear of what purpose."

Tang Zhi had already thought of it.

Therefore, I was very disdainful of Lu Qing.

Just like that, Xiao still dared to think about his favorite sister, and never go back to take a photo of himself with soaking urine.

The champion of the new division does not want to serve the country for the people, but actually wants to be a steward.

Tang Guo could understand Lu Qing's thoughts. He didn't want to be sent abroad. What he yearned for was prosperity and wealth.

It is not so easy to be an official outside and to make achievements.

Wherever there is a nourishment for the officialdom, he himself is unwilling to take that path, maybe it is because of poor life.

Climbing the princess is one step to the sky, as long as it works well, it will never be bad.

If there is no Tang Guo, wouldn't he succeed?

Tang Guo's destination on this trip is Lingshan Temple, where you can not only burn incense and worship Buddha, but also enjoy flowers.

All the way to Lingshan Temple, all kinds of bright flowers are in full bloom, and there are endless streams of talents and beautiful people coming and going.

Women of some identities, mostly riding in a carriage, raised a corner of the curtain to look outside.

Tang Xi will not miss such a grand occasion.

These are the days when the flowers bloom most beautifully each year.

Those who love landscape poetry will naturally not be absent.

When he arrived at Lingshan Temple, Tang Guo was sitting in the carriage, already hearing Lu Qing's voice.

After she got off the carriage, Lu Qing's voice became louder.

Tang Guoli ignored it. Tang Zhi also wanted to understand before that, he also went straight into the temple without even looking at Lu Qing.

Lu Qing could only stare at the two of them eagerly, never daring to catch up, but Juanzhu looked back, a little reluctant.