Drunk Bamboo

Hua Qinming walked to the stage in the middle of the lotus pond and sat in front of a guqin.

Gu Ziyi stood on the left with a smile on her face.

On the right stands the smiling Orange.

The piano music was melodious, the singing was pleasant, the dancing was wonderful, and the three of them coordinated very well, giving everyone a visual feast.

Xie Yuzhu enjoyed the singing and dancing with great interest. These young masters and daughters of the royal family were not interested in worldly matters, but their singing and dancing skills were superb and impeccable.

Xiao Bingxin stared at the ethereal-looking man on the stage without moving her brows.

This was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life, and she wanted to have him.

Everything she wants in this world can be obtained and should be hers.

Ambition and temptation are hidden deep in the eyes.

When the song ended, there was silence.

The emperor clapped his hands and cheered: "Good, good, wonderful! It is indeed a match made in heaven. Which family are the two daughters from?"

"My daughter is Yongxing Marquis Gu Fu, Gu Ziyi."

"My daughter is the daughter of Minister Liu of the Ministry of Revenue, Liu Cheng."

They both bowed at the same time: "Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor, may you be blessed with good health and good health."

"The daughters of the two masters are truly outstanding. There will be rewards, and there will be rewards for all!"

The emperor was very pleased. He knew that the person the emperor chose would not be wrong. He was declaring war on the old ministers who had disobeyed him at that time.

Will you make excuses without any basis in the future?

Hua Qinfeng drank the wine in the glass with an unhappy look on his face.

As soon as he saw Xie Yuzhu staring at King Wen playing the piano with her mouth never closing, he became furious.

Why haven't I seen her smile like that every time I see him?

But he was smiling happily towards King Wen.

It just looks a little whiter!

What catches your eyes!

Hua Qinming returned to his seat, sat down gracefully, and saw Hua Qinfeng drinking alone.

"Brother, you are an excellent swordsman. Why don't you show off your skills?"

"No, the protagonist today is my fifth brother, I'll just drink." He took a sip of wine and waved his hand.

Hua Qinming could only smile.

After seeing and hearing the singing and dancing, the emperor had another kind of fun.

"The spring sun is warm and the flowers are in full bloom. It is a wonderful season. I suddenly feel like writing poetry. Who can write a poem?"

Another official said: "In terms of literary talent, who can compare with Wang Shi from Hedong? The Queen is a famous talented woman."

The emperor seemed to have thought it through long ago, and then he said: "Then let this side write a poem, and the other side write a poem, so that we can enjoy it together."

Eunuch Dong immediately ordered people to prepare writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone and place them in front.

The emperor said: "The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready. Which minister would like to come first?"

This was not a spur of the moment decision; it was clearly something that had been prepared in advance.

Everyone knew that this was to pave the way for King Wen and give him the opportunity to display his various talents.

Who dares to steal the limelight?

Hua Qinming took the lead and said, "I will show you my ugliness."

He was wearing a sky blue gown and stood tall among the flowers. In less than a moment, he had finished a poem with his brush.

The emperor picked up the paper and read it carefully:

"In March, hundreds of flowers bloom, all in bloom.

The spring scenery in the garden cannot be concealed, thousands of flowers are blooming to see the spring. "

Eunuch Dong immediately added his praise: "What a good poem! I will take it to the Empress."

The emperor nodded with satisfaction and called him back: "Ask the queen to give the younger generation more opportunities to perform."

Eunuch Dong understood immediately: "Yes."

Sitting there bored, Hua Qinfeng complained: "What's the point of poetry? It's so boring!"

"Your Highness, please speak softly so no one can hear you." Chaoyang advised with his head down.

"I should have found an excuse not to come if I had known. Otherwise, the fourth girl wouldn't have taken the opportunity to escape from the palace. Keep a close eye on her." Xiao Bingxin was even more displeased when she saw her on the other side of the lotus pond.

"Yes."

When his angry eyes swept across the plain white clothes, they instantly became gentle.

He murmured, "Xie Yuzhu seems quite happy. She clearly promised me that she would go out for an outing today..."

Chaoyang naturally took over the conversation: "I'm afraid there is not enough time for an outing today. I don't know when the banquet will end. It will have to be early tomorrow morning."

Hua Qinfeng's tone suddenly changed: "Who said we were going out for an outing?"

Chaoyang was puzzled: "Isn't that... what the prince just said?"

Hua Qinfeng said seriously: "Chaoyang, your hearing has been poor recently. You need to practice your hearing."

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Chaoyang was speechless.

The queen received a new order and announced in a dignified manner, "Your Majesty is in a good mood today. Please write a poem on the theme of flowers. King Wen has already written a poem. Is there anyone among you who would like to respond?"

Eunuch Dong read aloud:

"King Wen composed a poem:

In March, flowers bloom in all colors, competing for beauty.

The spring scenery in the garden cannot be concealed, thousands of flowers are blooming to see the spring. "

During the meal, Qianjin looked around, and no one said anything.

The Queen's eyes turned to the last yellow figure: "I heard that Luo Qi, the daughter of the Hanlin Academy scholar Luo, is very talented in writing. I wonder if you can answer this question?"

The empress knew exactly what the emperor was thinking about the Liushang Qushui Banquet he was going to host. This time she followed the emperor's wishes and fulfilled her responsibilities as the empress.

Luo Qi stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, I am too ungrateful for your kindness."

She has a typical oval face, small features, and a pretty face.

She walked slowly to the table and composed a poem every ten steps.

"Luo Qi has finished writing, please take a look, Your Majesty."

Eunuch Dong took the paper and read:

"I want to send winter away, but I have no plan to keep spring.

The flowers will bloom again next year, even more beautiful than last year."

The Queen paused for a moment and commented, "It's concise, yet it exudes a sense of independence. Miss Luo has great character."

"The Queen is a talented lady from a famous family. Luo Qi doesn't dare to show off in front of her."

"Too modest."

Xie Yuzhu thought: This Luo Qi is quite capable and has her own ideas. She is more clear-headed than any other daughter present.

Xiao Bingxin snorted: "What's so great about it? It's just writing poetry. I can write it too!"

Xie Yuzhu glanced at her indifferently.

Eunuch Dong is just a messenger, and now he is beside the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this is a poem written by Miss Luo. It is a poem written in ten steps, and it is very elegant."

The emperor was pleased: "Lord Luo, you have taught your daughter well."

Lord Luo: "Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

The emperor raised his eyes and asked again: "Who else can write another poem?"

It is not good to let King Wen be the only one to take the spotlight; someone else has to be found to act.

Soon someone realized the emperor's intention.

"I thought of a poem:

The third day of March is warm and the breeze is gentle, and there are many beauties beside the lotus pond.

The sound of music and the aroma of wine, the brocade and embroidered silks reflect the spring sunshine. "

The emperor praised: "What a beautiful picture of flowers, beauties and fine wine!"

The official is due for a promotion next.

As soon as the poem came out, Eunuch Dong hurriedly sent it across the street.

Queen: "Your Majesty has sent another poem. Who will take it?"

The Imperial Concubine held the Buddhist beads and suggested, "Why don't you just take it, Queen? I am not as talented and knowledgeable as you are. Let the younger generation see it for themselves."

"His Majesty specifically asked Eunuch Dong to instruct me to give more opportunities to the daughters to display their literary talents. They are not convenient to participate." The Queen looked at the daughters at the table, waiting for someone to come forward.

"Princess Feng is from the Xie family, one of the four famous clans. They are a family of teachers and educators. Writing poetry is a simple thing for her, right?"

Gu Ziyi received the emperor's reward and looked at Xiao Bingxin proudly. She had already recognized who she was.

"Yes, all the sisters have contributed their efforts, and it's time for someone from the Wind Palace to show their performance." Liu Cheng made a voice like a yellow warbler.

Xie Yuzhu: If you have hostility towards Xiao Bingxin, there is no need to hang up the signs of Fengwang Mansion and Xie family, right?

Everyone has their own problem to solve.

Throw the question to Xiao Bingxin: "Didn't you say you can write poetry? I'll give you a chance to show it. I'll let you take the lead this time."