"As soon as you enter the Hou Gate, it is as deep as the sea, and Cao Lang is a passerby from then on."

"Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east day and night."

In the palace, Liu Xie read these poems from Cao's mansion, and his face was even more blue with anger, and finally he couldn't help but scold.

"Shameless! This son is so shameless! ”

Since Liu Xie visited Cao Ang once a few nights ago, and was put on this by him, in the following period, whether it was from the mouths of the courtiers or the gossip of the eunuchs and maids in the palace, he could hear that something was wrong.

It seems that in the entire Xu Capital, everyone feels that their sister Princess Wannian has an extraordinary relationship with this Cao Ang!

At this time, Cao Ang, who had never written any poems before, wrote a lot of poems at once, and these poems were all expressions of lovesickness without exception!

Combined with the current situation, whether it is an ordinary ordinary person or a brilliant minister of the court, or this high-ranking son of heaven, they all know that this is a poem written by Cao Ang to Princess Wannian!

It was precisely because of this that Liu Xie was furious, without the slightest scruples, and began to scold Cao Ang.

Seeing that the Son of Heaven was angry, Liu Yun, the slave next to Princess Wannian, was also full of guilt at this time, and finally knelt down in front of Liu Xie with self-blame.

"Everything started because of the slave maid, which has affected the reputation of the princess, and please punish the slave and maid!"

Where did Liu Xie not know that everything was caused by the inadequacy of the maid in front of him, which caused so much trouble, and he was not angry with this maid in his heart.

But even so, he still held back the anger he wanted to vent, just because he knew that there were not many people around him who could still make him trustworthy.

"Humph! This is clearly Cao Ang here to get in the way, even if I want to punish Cao Ang, what does it have to do with you! ”

After a cold snort, Liu Xie immediately set his eyes on his sister Liu Qin next to him, but what he didn't expect was that his sister was still intently looking at Cao Ang's disgusting poems.

"Little sister, when has it been since you still had the heart to read these poems, and now there are people outside who say everything about you, don't you want to think about how to get rid of the defense?"

Liu Xie knew that if this matter was allowed to continue to ferment, I was afraid that his sister's reputation would be completely ruined.

But even so, the princess didn't seem to care, seeing that her face was full of admiration at this time, and she was even more praised when she looked at these poems.

"Brother Huang, don't say it, this Cao Zixuan's poems are not just ordinary words, and there are many of them looking at the world, I'm afraid no one can beat it!"

For example, this sentence was once difficult for the sea to water, but Wushan is not a cloud. For example, this sentence can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time, which is enough to make people think deeply! ”

Hearing that his imperial sister was so optimistic about Cao Ang's poems, Liu Xie on the side immediately became anxious.

"Imperial sister! What kind of rude person is this Cao Ang, others don't know, don't we know? If he really has the slightest bit of intelligence, how dare he do anything to forcibly break into Sima Gate? These poems must have been ghostwritten! ”

Seeing Liu Xie say this, Princess Wannian still didn't feel angry.

"Even if it is ghostwritten by someone else, the royal sister also wants to see and understand, what kind of person can write such a poem!"

After saying a word, the 10,000-year-old princess Liu Qin's eyes rolled, and she immediately thought of something.

"Since this Cao Gongzi likes to show off his talents, tomorrow morning, why don't the imperial brothers summon this Cao Gongzi and let him compose poems on the grounds of rewarding him?"

"If he can't do it, then the people of the court will know that all his poems are ghostwritten, and the emotions contained in these poems will naturally no longer be believed, so all his words will be self-defeating?"

The more she was at such a time, the more Liu Qin knew that she couldn't be impulsive, so at this time she would be able to bear to look at the poems written by Cao Ang.

In fact, it was in this verse that she found a way to resolve the current crisis and remedy her reputation.

It's not that there is something wrong with Cao Ang's poems, not only is there no problem, but on the contrary, his poems are impressive.

But it is precisely because of this that Liu Qin knows that these poems are absolutely impossible to be written by the same person, and it is very likely that they are the result of the meditation of many literary masters around Cao Ang.

If the Son of Heaven was to reward Cao Ang in the name of rewarding him, and let him temporarily compose poems in public above the court at that time, and there was no guidance from others in a hurry, wouldn't this sword-piercing gentleman be about to show his feet?

When these words were spoken, Liu Xiehe's eyes lit up in front of Liu Yun, and then they all showed joy.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! In this way, not only can the rumors be broken, but also the officials of the court can know what kind of true face this Cao Gongzi is! ”

After hearing his little sister's words, the joy on Liu Xie's face became more and more intense, and finally he laughed.

He was not a person who could endure it, so after hearing such a proposal at this time, he hurriedly left, intending to prepare for this matter.

After Liu Xie left, Liu Qin also showed a faint smile on his face, and there was still a little expectation in his eyes.

Liu Yun on the side has been following the princess for a long time, and naturally knows her a little, and at this time, seeing that his master's face seems to be a little wrong, he immediately asked.

"Childe, seeing that your face is a little worried, is there anything else that makes you wonder?"

Seeing that the personal maid beside him also saw her expression at this time, the princess of Wannian did not hide anything at this time, and immediately nodded.

"Yun'er, you said that if these poems are true, what if Cao Zixuan wrote them?"

Such an inquiry, although it was just a temptation, Liu Yun still shook his head firmly.

"How is this possible! Who is he Cao Zixuan, others don't know the princess, don't you know? If he weren't the eldest son of Prime Minister Cao Cheng, with his ability, where would he be able to pacify Zhang Xiu's expedition to Xuzhou? ”

Seeing that the personal maids around him were so disdainful of Cao Ang, as if the other party would never be able to write such poems, Liu Qin also nodded at this time.

"Yes! Even if he is a teacher, he will never be able to compose these verses, how can this Cao Ang be able to do it! ”

It's just that as soon as she thought of this, Princess Wannian suddenly had another doubt in her heart.

So, who wrote these poems?