Princess of the auxiliary country

Chapter 115; Whatever you say is what it is

Upon hearing this, Huo Junyao understood immediately.

Originally from the same lineage, no wonder the words were full of hostility.

"The princess is right. My daughter is indeed not used to life in the capital."

Huo Junyao admitted so openly that many people in Chengde Palace looked at her with admiration.

Princess Qinghe's words just now were full of derogation and ridicule. If it were any other girl, she would be humiliated and angry.

Now that Huo Junyao admits it so openly, it makes people feel that Princess Qinghe has fallen behind.

Princess Qinghe obviously didn't react and was about to speak again.

But was interrupted by Queen Shen.

"Qinghe, don't talk nonsense, sit down quickly."

Being interrupted by her, Princess Qinghe turned her head and immediately noticed her father's reproachful eyes, and she immediately shut up.

"Zhaode, Qinghe is young and can't speak. You can sit down too. No need to be polite."

Hearing this, Huo Junyao curled her lips inwardly, but said nothing on her face. She bowed and sat down slowly.

But the eldest princess Ningyang next to her felt a little unhappy.

Just because you're young and can't speak, just forget it?

She was about to say something, but Huo Junyao used the tablecloth to touch her and stopped her.

Princess Ningyang turned around and saw Huo Junyao shaking her head without any trace.

Now is the New Year's Eve Palace Banquet, the New Year's Day, there is no need to make a fuss over these things, and besides, she didn't suffer just now.

Although there was no explicit apology in the Queen's words just now, she also expressed her apology tactfully. If Princess Ningyang spoke at this time, she would hold on to her.

You will lose the magnanimity of your elders, and it is also equivalent to not giving the queen face.

Forget it in private, now in front of so many people, it would not be good if you don't give the queen face.

Princess Ningyang, who was stopped, thought for a moment and understood the situation, and she felt a little lucky in her heart.

This annual meeting is, to be honest, boring.

After all, there really weren't many entertainment activities in ancient times, especially on such formal occasions. Naturally, it was impossible to decorate the boat like a boat or a house with hooks and railings.

The ones that are a little more explicit are some classical dances where everyone wears cooler clothes.

Huo Junyao couldn't understand this at all. She thought this thing was soft and beautiful, but it was also very hypnotic.

Then there will be some ancient musical instrument performances, some playing the piano, some playing the pipa and so on.

She didn't know anything about it either, she just listened to it.

This whole process took most of an hour.

After singing, dancing, and enjoying the music, Huo Junyao thought it was almost over.

As a result, Emperor Zhaowu, who was sitting above him, stood up with a wine glass in his hand.

"My lords, you have all worked hard in the past year. I am here to have a drink with you."

"Wei Chen, I respect your Majesty."

The male guests stood up in unison, and the female guests also stood up.

After finishing the cup, Emperor Zhaowu said with a smile, "The next step is the literary gathering that young people like most."

"Still the old rules, poems and pairs competition, this year's top three, I will give a point reward."

As soon as these words came out, the young people in Chengde Hall became happy.

It doesn't matter whether it's a male guest or a female guest. As mentioned before, the female guest wants to show off, and the young man on the male guest's side also wants to show off.

After all, marrying high is a young woman’s dream, and marrying high is also a young man’s dream.

“The first thing is poetry.”

"Speaking of which, in the past New Year's Eve banquets, the topics were either about emotions or scenes, which were a bit too monotonous." "So, I decided to do something different this year."

Hearing this, in the Chengde Hall, a group of young men and women who were originally gearing up were curious and surprised at the same time.

Before the Empress Shicai came, they had been guessing the topic of the poetry competition this year. They all followed the same routine as in the past. They never thought that the Emperor actually wanted to do something different.

Isn’t it just poetry?It doesn’t always look the same when I write it, so what difference can it make?

"In the past, we competed in seven-character sentences or five-character sentences. This year I want everyone to try long and short sentences."

"Long or short sentences?"

Everyone was stunned at first, and they all couldn't understand what the emperor meant.

Among the poems of the Yu Dynasty, the most popular ones at present are seven-character verses and five-character poems. There are also long and short sentences, but very few.

"Yes, I don't have any questions for long or short sentences. Everyone can play with them as they wish. In one stick of incense, the bachelors of the Hanlin Academy will rank the first, second and third. What do you think?"

"Your Majesty, I have a question."

A young man stood up.

"Go ahead."

“Is this written on the spot, or can it be written in the past?”

Although long and short sentences are not very popular, some people still write one or two when they have nothing to do.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you do it on the spot or if you have done it before. But there is one thing. You cannot use other people's work. It must be written by yourself."

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and some people who had written long and short sentences in the past were beaming with joy.

"Then whoever wants to participate can ask someone to get paper and pen."

As Emperor Zhaowu finished speaking, someone immediately called the palace attendants to get paper and pen.

Fang Zhilan also had someone bring pen and paper, but Huo Junyao was just sitting there drinking tea and eating fruits and other things like nothing happened.

Some people ask why they don’t eat vegetables. There is no way that the food in the imperial dining room is exquisite, but the taste is indeed bland, and in this winter, many dishes are already cold. Who can eat it?

It's better to eat some melon and fruit preserves and drink tea or something.

"Yao Yao, won't you participate?"

Princess Ningyang looked with some surprise at her daughter who kept talking like a little hamster.

"Is it necessary to participate?"

Huo Junyao asked.

"That's not it."

"Oh, then I won't participate. There are so many masters, and my little ink won't be enough for me."

She does know what long and short sentences are. In fact, they are similar to ancient Song poetry in her previous life, but she majored in science and engineering, so she is good at writing formulas and other things.

She really can't write ancient poems.

Hearing this, the eldest princess Ningyang was stunned. To be honest, ever since she saw Huo Junyao's handwriting, she felt that her daughter was definitely a very talented person.

Maybe she is a talented girl. I thought she would shine today, but she didn't participate.

"Won't Princess Zhaode participate?"

At this moment, Emperor Zhaowu's voice sounded.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Father, aren't you forcing things on others? My cousin grew up in the countryside and doesn't even know a few words. How can you ask her to participate?"

Princess Qinghe spoke again. As soon as she said this, everyone at Zhao Yaner's table wanted to laugh, but they held it back when they thought of the two cold looks just now.

"Princess Qinghe is right. Your Majesty, I don't know how to do it, so I won't participate."

(End of this chapter)