Princess Jiaojiao arrives, teasing the prince to blush and heartbeat

After the emperor came to sit down in the spacious place prepared by Leng Yu in advance, everyone also sat down according to their official positions in the court and brought their families.

Leng Yu and Luo Lan took their children and sat on the right side of the emperor, and Liu Dechang's family sat next to them.

After Leng Xi left for a while, he hurried back. He took Yu Qiaoqiao and Xiao Bao to sit on the left side of the emperor. There was a seat beside them for Leng Ming.

The rest of the ministers and their family members also found their positions. At this moment, Leng Yu nodded to Liu Xi, and Liu Xi shouted loudly:

"Now I invite Prince Yu and some young masters and young ladies from Prince Xi's family to perform their respective talents."

As soon as Liu Xi finished speaking, Luo Lan nodded to Huaiyu, Huaiyu stood up with a serious face, came to the people, bowed and saluted, and said solemnly:

"I wish my grandpa a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Today I prepared a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival called "Shui Tiao Ge Tou". My mother said that this poem comes from Su Shi, a famous Song Dynasty master. I hope Grandpa Huang will like it."

The emperor nodded in satisfaction.

In the past, the emperor couldn't love Huaiyu because of Leng Yun, but in recent years, under the education of Luo Lan and Leng Yu, he has completely lost the shadow of Leng Yun's dandyism, so, The emperor also loved this emperor's grandson a little more.

With one hand behind his back, Huaiyu imitated his husband, raised his chin slightly, and the poem flowed out of his mouth slowly like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"In the Mid-Autumn Festival of Bingchen, I drank happily and got drunk. This article is also about conceiving a child.

When will the moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world

......"

Huaiyu read poetry seriously, which made Luo Lan feel very relieved. This child is smart and eager to learn, but he is a little less timid than An'an and Lele.

"it is good."

When Huaiyu finished reading the poem, the emperor clapped his hands, nodded happily, turned around and told Liu Xi:

"Liu Xi, pass on my will. Tengda can read this poem with both voice and emotion. It can be called a classic. There is a reward. I will also reward Princess Yu."

Have a reward for yourself?

Hearing this, Luo Lan got up happily, bowed her body and thanked her:

"Thank you, father, my son is flattered."

The emperor waved his hands and said with a smile:

"This child has been educated so well by you, I should reward you."

Huaiyu hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down.

"Thank you Grandpa Huang for the reward, thank you father and mother for your teaching, I wish Grandpa Huang will be as happy as today every day in the future."

"well……"

While the emperor repeatedly nodded in praise, his face was slightly rosy.

Next came An An's dance performance. Two girls lifted the piano to Luo Lan. Luo Lan lightly plucked the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano slowly came out from her fingers like gurgling water.

As the music sounded, An An tapped her toes to the ground, dressed in a water-green long dress, facing the wind, like a fairy who had landed in the world, came to people, flicked her sleeves lightly, and began to dance.

A water sleeve dance not only made the emperor look at this little girl with admiration, but also made everyone present amazed.

While dancing, her eyes seemed to be inadvertently swept towards Lengxi. Her innocent eyes always became extremely sharp when facing Lengxi. He seemed afraid to look directly at her.

Leng Xi always felt that the little girl's eyes seemed to reveal something that he was afraid that others would know.

He also discovered that this little girl would look at him with an unusual look every time. Could it be that she really knew something?

He suddenly realized that this little girl might become a stumbling block for him to achieve great things in the future. It seemed that he had to be cruel and kill her.

An An's dance was also praised by the emperor, who also rewarded her.

The last one to appear was Lele. In front of everyone, he wrote a majestic Mid-Autumn Festival poem like a snake. Zhang Jiuling's "Watching the Moon and Huaiyuan", the moment he wrote the pen, he gently dried the paper. Ink, Xiao Lingzi and Xiao Shuangzi came to the people together and lifted up the words.

Seeing this word, the emperor applauded it even more,

"This kid, Lele, is not only good at playing chess, but also writes this character well. It's a masterpiece. There are many rewards, and there are rewards."

"Thank you Grandpa Miao Zan, Lele will definitely make persistent efforts and study hard."

Listening to the emperor's praise of Leng Yu's three children, Leng Xi dug his fingers tightly into his palms.

It seems that this time, Xiaobao is going to show his timidity in front of people.

Xiaobao had just returned from Shangshu Mansion, and he only learned that his mother and concubine interceded for him and his father allowed him to enter the palace to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival only two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Therefore, Xiaobao was almost unprepared. Even if he was prepared, compared with these three children who were praised highly by the emperor, they were obviously much inferior.

At this moment, Liu Xi stepped forward, raised his voice and said:

"Let's invite the young master of Prince Xi's Mansion, Leng Tengyue, to show his talents."

Xiaobao looked up at Yu Qiaoqiao, Yu Qiaoqiao nodded to him hurriedly,

"Xiaobao, mom believes in you, you are the best, go ahead."

"and many more……"

When Xiaobao was about to leave, Lengxi called him back, and Yu Qiaoqiao reminded softly with some worry:

"In front of the emperor, don't embarrass the child. If you have anything to say, go home and talk about it."

Leng Xi ignored Yu Qiaoqiao at all, but took two steps forward, and came in front of Xiao Bao. Xiao Bao raised his head and looked at him timidly.

"Man, if you know it, you can, if you don't, just say it. It's not shameful. Instead of showing timidity in front of others, it's better to have the courage to admit your own shortcomings."

While he was saying reproachful words, he helped Xiaobao tidy up his somewhat messy collar.

Obviously, he didn't have any hope for Xiaobao, or in other words, he felt that Xiaobao would definitely embarrass him this time.

What his father said made Xiaobao's face flush instantly. He looked at Lengxi and wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth.

"Go!"

Lengxi waved to him in disappointment, Xiaobao glanced at him, then turned to look at Yu Qiaoqiao, and then came to the crowd with big strides.

The emperor looked at Xiaobao and asked with a smile in his eyes:

"Little Treasure, what talent have you prepared for today? Brothers and sisters are all excellent, you can't let Grandpa Huang down."

The emperor's tone was a little gentle, and his expression a little kind, which surprised Xiaobao a little.

In the past, Grandpa Huang seldom gave him a good face when facing him. What happened today?

Not only Xiaobao was surprised by the emperor's actions, Lengxi and Yu Qiaoqiao were also surprised.

Probably only Liu Xi knew that during the period when the emperor was seriously ill, he had seen and understood many things. In his eyes, the child of his Leng family must be quite outstanding. If the performance is particularly outstanding, the emperor will be furious, and even turn his face immediately.

Xiaobao clasped his hands and replied respectfully:

"Grandpa Huang, some of the older brothers and sisters are dancing, writing, and reciting poems. Let Xiaobao draw a portrait of Grandpa Huang today!"

"Can you draw?"

The emperor looked at him with puzzled eyes, "When did you learn it?"

"Going back to the emperor's grandfather, I learned it at my grandmother's house."

Lengxi also looked at Yu Qiaoqiao in surprise, Xiaobao can draw?Why doesn't he, as a father, know?

But then he began to worry. If Xiaobao's portrait is not good enough today, the father will definitely be unhappy. With those three children as a comparison, Xiaobao's status in the father's heart will definitely plummet, which will definitely affect everyone. His father.

Thinking of this, he whispered to Qiaoqiao in a low voice:

"It was you who asked the child to paint the portrait of the father?"

Yu Qiaoqiao didn't look at him sideways, nor did she answer him, but just gave him a cold look.

Seeing Qiaoqiao ignoring him, Lengxi became furious for a moment. At the same time, Xiaobao had already spread out the pen and paper, and started to draw...