Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 284

"When the catkins are flying, the green is dark, and the spring is in full swing after the tea leaves bloom. The green curtain outside the flowers is full of wine and thoughts, and the clear light on the Moshang brings in the emerald green haze."

Said it softly, with a quiet voice, making people feel like spring breeze.

It's just a simple poem about scenery, and it really doesn't surprise me much.

All the girls breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

After all, everyone wants to steal the limelight.

The first person to write a poem made plain poems, just leaving the limelight to others.

The nobles were not surprised, but they were not disappointed either. The Empress Dowager was right, a woman who has no talent is a virtue.

The queen mother thought it was not bad, and was about to give a compliment.

Xia Lanxi who was on the side was the first to applaud, and said in a clear voice, "Miss Ye's poems are really good. It's great. One poem can show that Miss Ye is very knowledgeable. I just want to ask." What does 'Cui Lan' mean?"

Empress Dowager: "..."

Ye Xiaowei: "..."

A group of people: "..."

This way of praising people is unique.

Ming Wang Ning Yu almost took a sip of wine and laughed again.

This little girl is here to be funny.

The emperor turned his head slightly and looked over, seeing the little girl's snow-white face, big eyes shining brightly, and she was not ashamed to ask, he thought it was very cute.

Chu Simo frowned when he heard that.

Suddenly feeling the emperor's gaze, he raised his hand calmly, took the jug towards her, and poured her a glass of pomegranate wine, the sleeves just blocked her small face.

The emperor withdrew his gaze.

Ye Xiaowei was extremely moved.

In order to praise her for being well-informed, Xiao Xi did not hesitate to say that she did not understand.

Really, just to compliment her, why do you say that you don't understand, and you are not afraid of being laughed at.

I was moved in my heart, but I had to be polite on my face.

Replied politely, "'Cuilan' refers to the mist in the mountains and forests. It is written in "West Stream of Huqiu Temple" that Guzihua clears the stone bank, and peach branches and bamboos cover the Cuilan River."

When everyone heard it, they felt that this explanation was more literary than the poem just now.

Sure enough, she is the daughter of the Minister of Rites. She is not only full of poetry and books, but also dabbles in idle prose and miscellaneous notes.

King Ming couldn't help but look at her more when he heard it.

The little girl wrote a plain little poem, maybe she didn't want to show off.

I don't want to, I was tricked by this little girl again, and the limelight I didn't want to show also came out.

Xia Lanxi didn't know that she had "tricked" someone, she really didn't know what 'Cui Lan' meant.

Hearing the explanation, he immediately said with a smile, "So that's what it means, Miss Ye is so powerful, it's unmatched."

"Miss Xia is full of praise."

Ye Xiaowei replied, pursed her mouth and smiled lightly, picked up her dress and sat down.

Xia Lanxin watched the two sing together, and vomited to death.

Deliberately scheming and grandstanding.

'Cui Lan' didn't even know what it meant, and the others were already ashamed to death, so she had the guts to ask it out loud!

shameless!

"It seems that Miss Ye has made a good start, let's continue." Ming Wang smiled and took a drink from the wine cup.

After listening, the boy filled the special wine cup with wine and put it in the stream.

The wine cup fluttered and slowly flowed down the river.

Everyone continued to toast and chat, chatting and laughing happily.

Xia Lanzhu changed her clothes, and came back holding Mammy's hand.

They always prepare several sets of clothes when they go out, so that they can be changed at any time when they get dirty.

But the palace outfit she changed into was not as bright and charming as before, Xia Lanzhu was very displeased.

If you look carefully, you will find that Nanny Song's old face is faintly red, with five palm prints looming.

Xia Lanzhu also lost the arrogance and complacency she had just now, walked lightly, and sat down next to the emperor with a bit of fawning frailty.

(End of this chapter)