Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 39 Thunder Wrath

At the flower viewing party.

The imperial concubine opened the last poem and began to recite: "The cool breeze rises in the golden autumn season, and the rice fields and fruit trees are golden. There are one, two, three or four steamed buns, and the five grains and six animals are safe in the world."

At the end of the reading, the imperial concubine couldn't help laughing out loud, "Pu 呲~", this poem will not be said about Ping Zhe, the words are really straightforward.

When the emperor heard it, he almost choked, and he desperately pressed his throat to avoid losing his temper.

I thought to myself, how much this little concubine likes to eat, even the steamed buns came out, and after thinking about it again, the more the emperor thought about it, the more he laughed, and the smile on his face gradually deepened.

The concubines below also covered their mouths and began to laugh, how could someone make such a straightforward poem, what a metaphor!

They exchanged glances left and right, all guessing who wrote it.

The scene suddenly became noisy.

Seeing this scene, Lianhua blushed, and cried out in her heart how embarrassing, embarrassing, embarrassing, and embarrassing to see people, especially in front of Lord Long Live, ah ah ah!

The imperial concubine laughed for a while, and there was a hint of disdain in her eyes that was not easily noticed. She said in the direction of the lotus flower: "This is what the lotus from Canglan Academy promised to write? This poem is very interesting."

This poem is of no standard, and the writing is not very good. It can be seen that there is no ink in the belly of this promise.

The emperor smiled and nodded in agreement.

Lotus blushed and stood up embarrassedly, thinking to herself that there is no artistic conception in this poem, there is nothing, but is it only interesting?The concubine is so good at talking, she takes care of her face too much.

He saluted the imperial concubine and the Lord Long Live, and murmured, "It's this slave, slave... slave..."

I don't know what to say. I can't say thank you for your praise. Let's make persistent efforts in the future. This is not appropriate.

He couldn't hold a word in his mouth for a long time.

Xu Zhaoyi glanced at the lotus flower, and didn't think the poem was vulgar, but thought it was written very cutely. Seeing this little promise standing at a loss, it was much more real than others.

The emperor looked at the lotus with a smile, how could there be such a lovely little concubine, acting unexpectedly, every time it made him happy, this flower viewing banquet was not in vain.

At this moment, a voice burst out laughing, especially in a group of low laughter, everyone looked at the source of the sound.

It was Li Meiren!

With a sneer on her face, seeing everyone looking at her, she said a little bit bitterly: "Niangniang, my concubine, look, it is very likely that Lian promised to be hungry, look at her, she can't even utter a word. It's full of steamed buns and beasts, it's really vulgar, is it because you haven't eaten enough food, so just write what you want." He giggled as he spoke.

As early as when the concubine and the concubine recited the lotus verse and everyone couldn't help laughing, Li Meiren laughed the loudest, but at that time the voice was noisy and not very conspicuous.

In her opinion, this poem is also worthy of being called a poem?It really stained the ears of the goddess and the long live master!

Later, I saw that the person who wrote the poem was the nasty promise who bumped into her shirt that day. It seems that she has been unlucky since she met her, so she is not pleasing to the eye. Now that I have the opportunity to ridicule her, I naturally have to spare no effort.

What's more, everyone is laughing at her, not less than Li Meiren.

The scene instantly became awkward.

In the beginning, everyone just laughed. Although I also felt that a poem was difficult to be elegant, the face was still tolerable. It was not so straightforward and open to ridicule. Such.

Lianhua lowered her head, extremely embarrassed. If she was targeted by Li Meiren, it would be fine if she was punished, kneeled, and laughed at.

But on this occasion, especially being ridiculed so much in front of Lord Long Live, she felt [-] times more embarrassed than usual.

The emperor's face fell instantly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhou Changzai began to smooth things out: "Sister Li, you can't say that. The first sentence of the poem that Lian promised is still very good.

It seems to have helped Lianhua find a reason to smooth things out, but in fact, it is also saying that Lianhua's poems are not good, and I agree with what Li Meiren said, otherwise everyone spends the same time, why did she write it like this?
Zhao Meiren glanced at Li Meiren and said, "Sister Li, although the poem that Lian promised to write is not very good, it is very real and natural, and everyone can always read it, but your poem, my sister can't understand it after reading it several times. Yes, I don't know what my sister is trying to express." It was almost impossible to say that Li Meiren's poems didn't make sense.

She and Li Meiren have always been at odds, they are of the same grade, and Li Meiren loves her to be different from her everywhere, which makes her very unhappy.

And Li Meiren is younger than Zhao Meiren, and she is also very dissatisfied with being called younger sister by Zhao Meiren. In the palace, people with higher grades are usually called younger sisters, and they always feel that being called younger sister means being overwhelmed.

Therefore, Li Meiren also disliked Zhao Meiren very much, and when she heard the words, she immediately exploded: "My sister can't read, that's because my sister is ignorant of learning. It would be better to read more books."

Zhao Meiren was not happy when she heard it, and was about to refute.

"Okay, each of the sisters' poems has its own merits. Ben Gong and Long Live Master have their own conclusions." The imperial concubine was very annoyed.

The atmosphere was good at first, and Lord Long Live was very happy to see it, but he didn't expect to be completely destroyed by a Li Meiren who didn't understand the wink, and had to suppress their anger to stop their argument.

After speaking to the people below, the imperial concubine put on a smile again, turned her head and said to Lord Long Live: "Lord Long live, now that the sisters' poems have all been read, it's time to judge the top names."

Hearing what the imperial concubine said, everyone's attention was suddenly diverted, and they all looked at the main seat with anticipation.

Only Lotus was still standing, looking down at the ground with her head lowered, and no one told her to sit down, like a lamb being slaughtered, separated from the flower-viewing feast.

The emperor didn't speak, his face was ugly, his eyes were fixed on the lotus at the bottom, he couldn't see her expression, he didn't know how she was now, he was a little anxious, and his anger was getting deeper and deeper.

The imperial concubine looked at the emperor staring at the lotus without speaking, and felt a little uneasy in her heart. Seeing that the lotus was still standing, she added: "Lian promises, sit down, you don't need to mind the jokes between the sisters."

Lianhua felt very uncomfortable, her eyes were sore, she forcibly held back her tears, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Crack!" Hearing the concubine's words, the emperor threw the tea cup directly on the table, the tea cup overturned, and the water splashed on the table.

He sneered, his eyes swept to the many concubines below, and angrily said to everyone: "A joke? Crude? Is it vulgarity of steamed bread, or vulgarity of grains and six animals? Are you waiting for the entrance, is it not these vulgar things?"

This angry question left everyone stunned, and no one dared to answer.

The emperor stepped down from the throne, walked towards the concubines, and continued to say angrily: "As my concubine, you are pampered and enjoy the worship of the people, but you don't understand the hardships of the people, and you don't know the importance of grains, three livestock and six animals to the people. How many people look forward to it. With a bumper harvest in autumn and a full year, do you know?"

The few people who had spoken before had already started to tremble, not daring to look directly at Junyan.

　Emperor: darling, don't cry, don't cry, I helped you find the place back
　　Lotus has a cold face: Oh, the slaves cry because of Long Live, not because of others
　　The emperor was stunned: Huh?Why did I make you cry?

　　Lotus turned and turned her back to the emperor, ignoring him, puffed up.

　　The emperor panicked and hurriedly coaxed: What's the matter?tell me, okay?

　　Lotus: You are laughing at slaves, slaves found out
　　Emperor: Uh... (This is his fun, he can't change it, but what can be done...)
　　The emperor was angry because of the lotus flower, but also because of Li Meiren's contempt for people's livelihood. He was a wise monarch.

　　Of course, when he sees Lianhua being wronged, he is distressed. In this palace, he can only bully Lianhua, and he can't see other people bullying her!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)