"Please forgive my rudeness, Princess..."
Jiang Ming humbly replied, "As a citizen of Great Yan, it is my duty to serve the country."
"Great! Really great!"
Ji Shishi looked at Jiang Ming with misty eyes, a hint of love already stirring in her heart.
Jiang Ming pressed his advantage, saying, "I've heard that Your Highness the Princess wishes to promote the beauty of our Great Yan's literature and the splendor of its poetry, so I've come to present this poem, hoping to do my part to share the Princess's burdens!"
"Giggle giggle..."
Ji Shishi said with great joy, "That's wonderful! I wonder if the princess can write not only parallel prose, but also seven-character and five-character poems?"
"Please, Your Highness, give us a question!"
Jiang Ming didn't stand on ceremony and directly asked Ji Shishi to set the questions.
After a moment of contemplation, Ji Shishi smiled and said, her eyes sparkling, "Then... young master, please write a poem on the theme of husband and wife, but the words 'husband and wife' are not allowed to appear in the poem."
"hehe......"
Jiang Ming pondered for a moment, then took a section from Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret" and rewrote it into a poem: "The Lishan Palace rises high into the clouds, celestial music drifts on the wind and can be heard everywhere. In heaven, we wish to be birds flying wing to wing; on earth, we wish to be trees with intertwined branches."
"In heaven, we wish to be birds flying wing to wing; on earth, we wish to be trees with intertwined branches... Wonderful! Wonderful!"
As Ji Shishi recited Jiang Ming's last line, she seemed to be drunk, her cheeks flushed, completely immersed in the loving mood of the poem.
In particular, this poem, "The Song of Everlasting Regret," was originally about courtly love, not about ordinary couples.
The Li Palace and the celestial music perfectly reflect Ji Shishi's daily life.
Her mind was filled with images of her and her beloved enjoying each other's company in the palace. Moved to tears, she even shed a few moments of joy.
"Young Master Jiang... thank you!"
Ji Shishi couldn't hold back and wiped away her tears.
"Your Highness is too kind. There's no need for thanks. I, Jiang, would gladly give my life to serve you and share the burdens of the king..."
As they were talking, the guards brought over the bag of 'silver' that the servant had collected from Jiang Ming.
"Young master, I'm so sorry, you must have found this amusing..." the princess said, her face full of shame. "It was all the servants' fault for being so ignorant..."
Jiang Ming took the silver and looked at it, and his brows furrowed in dismay.
"Wait a minute! Something's not right!"
Jiang Ming sighed, "This isn't my silver! Is it fake? My silver... they switched it!"
After saying that, Jiang Ming asked Steward Li, who was being held down by the guards, with a puzzled look: "Steward Li, was this your idea again? Not only did you change my poem, but you also changed my money?"
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