Compared to Li Yuan, Li Po was not good enough in this aspect.
Li Po, whether before or now, rarely talked with others about ancient and modern interests. He was also very restrained in drinking and sex, and was far less graceful and graceful than Li Yuan and his son.
Therefore, the distance between him and his ministers should be farther.
Even Feng Deyi said that most of the ministers were in the Taiji Hall when they met the emperor, and the discussions were naturally about government affairs. When they were asked to write poems for entertainment, everyone behaved like headless flies, creating a scene.
Very ugly.
In fact, it is vaguely pointing out that the root of this matter does not lie with the ministers, but with the king.
Of course, whether Li Po listened to it or not, there would not be much sign of change, because after all, Li Po was different from Li Yuan and his son who were born into a family since childhood.
There is no problem in receiving people and treating them. He can chat with people about the past and present, and Li Po can't really do the work of reciting poems and composing poems. For example, if someone throws out an ancient person or allusion, it's okay for Li Po to know it. If he doesn't know it, it will be embarrassing.
Isn’t it?
There is almost no comparability between the knowledge of the people of the current generation and the knowledge of the people of later generations. The talented people of the current generation would quote scriptures when speaking. If this is heard by future generations in person, even if you understand what he is talking about, you will not be able to answer the question.
You have to reveal your secrets.
If you say a few words more, people will immediately regard you as a vulgar person who cannot be friends with. After that, when you talk to others, they will not bother to talk to you, because everyone's knowledge points are not on the same level.
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As the saying goes, it is better to hide one's clumsiness than to show one's skill. Li Po has learned this lesson well over the years. Except for some confidants and rough guys who are worse than him, he never sits down and talks with people who are more literary than him.
Anyway, now that he has become emperor, no one dares to challenge him. Even so, the memorials from the courtiers are actually becoming more and more straightforward. No one knows what they are thinking.
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Therefore, since Li Po came to the throne, he has only entertained the officials a handful of times. Last time he let himself go a little bit, the officials were not used to it.
At this time, in the Liangyi Palace, there were sounds of silk and bamboo, and bursts of singing and dancing. The palace people twisted their soft waists and performed a mulberry-picking dance first.
Back then, Zhang Yunzhi asked Jia Ji to perform this dance in order to please him, but something went wrong in the middle, which made Zhang Yunzhi feel a little disgraced.
The mulberry-picking dance was created to encourage people to help farm mulberry trees. It coincides with the harvest on August 15th. Starting with this dance undoubtedly shows the emperor's willingness to attach importance to farming.
Naturally, the dancers in the palace are not comparable to those of Zhang Yunzhi's patchwork family. They are dressed in yellow and green clothes, sometimes doing mulberry picking, with graceful postures, deft movements, and cheerful expressions. Even Li Po, who has no artistic talent, can see them.
Very focused.
After the dance, the palace people left, and everyone praised her.
Court dance music has always been the fashion benchmark in the capital and even the world, and it is also the highest standard of contemporary art. In the near future, this mulberry-picking dance may become a must-have repertoire for entertaining oneself or entertaining guests in various mansions.
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Cen Wenwen, the assistant minister of Zhongshu, who was always good at teaching others, found an opportunity. He first praised the exquisite singing and dancing, and then popularized the origin of mulberry picking dance.
Whether they knew it or not, everyone nodded in approval.
The atmosphere in the palace gradually became warmer, and the ministers took advantage of the intermission to toast each other and chat, seeming to have entered a social rhythm.
Next is a solo dance with a green waist.
This is a dance created during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, specially for nobles to enjoy. It is also called the sleeve dance. It is a kind of soft dance. It is famous for its sleeves flying and the waist as soft as a branch. It was later included in the court and became a popular dance during the Sui Dynasty. A must-have program for palace singing and dancing.
A woman entered the hall alone, her figure was like a willow, her long sleeves were rolled up slightly, she gave a gentle bow, her eyes were looking forward, her whole body was full of romance, everyone was sitting upright in a dignified manner, but their voices gradually disappeared.
Li Po looked at it for a moment, and he didn't recognize it, so he just waved his hand casually, indicating that he could start.
The music started again, tinkling, tinkling, and the rhythm was soothing.
The woman lowered her sleeves, and before the cloud sleeves fell to the ground, she jumped lightly, her long legs stretched straight and open in the air, and her long sleeves were thrown into the air, and they never touched the ground again. Her clothes and sleeves were flying, and her body was Almost boneless, it performs various difficult movements to the rhythm of the music, making people dizzy and imaginative.
The music changed from slow to fast, her sleeves danced like clouds, and the flowers almost covered her figure. When the dance reached a critical point, she was like a fairy banished to the mortal world. Li Po could not help but secretly say something wonderful.
I didn't feel this way last time. Could it be that the palace officials didn't have good intentions?
Li Po thought for a moment and then forgot about it.
In fact, it is very simple. After Xiao Yu was defeated, people from the south came to the capital, and the court dancers of the Liang Kingdom were included in the Chang'an Palace, which directly brought the singing and dancing in the Chang'an Palace to a higher level.
Whether it is the previous mulberry picking dance or the current green waist dance, the main dancers are all southern women, which is naturally refreshing.
The music gradually stopped, and before the last note disappeared, the woman held up her hands, and her long sleeves were wrapped around her body like a snake. The woman bowed down, with large patches of white skin exposed on her shoulders and chest. The men in the palace were young and old. He was old, and his breathing seemed to be a little faster. A guy like Yu Chixin, who was born in the army, swallowed hard.
Li Po was also a little dizzy. He thought to himself that the clothes in the palace seemed a bit too revealing. He looked around at everyone and said to himself, "It's really worthless."
"What's your name? I haven't seen you before?"
The woman's voice was clear and clear, with the softness unique to southerners, "The Supreme Lord, my name is Shen E, and I am now the lead dancer in the palace."
Li Po immediately understood that this female official in the palace concubine should be from Jiangling.
Li Po nodded slightly and thought for a while, why not show some "skills"? It was time for the ministers to get used to the emperor's surprising actions. Moreover, he actually remembered a poem that suited this situation.
Then he pretended to sigh and said, "There is a beautiful woman in the south, dancing with a light green waist. She is enjoying the feast at the end of the autumn, and her flying sleeves are flying in the clouds and rain. She is as graceful as orchids and green leaves, as if she is flying in the air. When she crosses the stream in front of her, Wu Ji stops and stands in white. Slowly The form is inexhaustible, and the graceful postures are winding to the end. The low-lying lotus breaks through the waves, and the messy snow lingers in the wind. When it falls, it sheds its ruffles, and it wants to trace its train back to the sky. But it is worried that it cannot be caught, and it flies away to chase the startling giant.
This dance is excellent, you can be a doctor of Taiyue Department, I hope you can make further progress in the future."
There was silence in the palace, and the emperor composed poems again, and composed poems, and composed poems again, and said important things three times.
The poem is a bit long, but it is undoubtedly a masterpiece, and it is obviously written specifically for the story here. It seems to be recited impromptu. Doesn’t the emperor recognize this woman without hearing it? The emperor’s poetic talent... After reading it carefully, everyone took a breath. Air conditioning.
Chen Shuxing, the resident man, was so shocked that he didn't record it. He scratched his head and felt terrified.
Over there, Cen Wenwen, the assistant minister of Zhongshu, stood up regardless of etiquette, walked to the corner of the palace, grabbed Chen Shuxing's pen, and wrote quickly at his desk. He had a photographic memory, and he quickly recorded the verses on his pen...
This chapter has been completed!