Chapter 658
But her good plan for them, Fan Yang, Lu family and herself, also came to nothing!
Seeing Prince Xiao Changgong mentioning Xie Qingwan to them, the emperor also nodded in agreement, Concubine Lu was even more worried, and turned her eyes to her niece Lu Yuechan!
Although Yue Chan's painting and calligraphy were average, at least her piano skills were considered excellent. Concubine Lu Guifei was thinking about how to get the emperor to dispel the idea of ​​looking at Yue Chan's calligraphy and painting, and let Yue Chan play the piano for fun. After Xiao Heng finished praising, he turned his attention to Lu Yuechan.

"Yuechan, how is your plum blossom painting?"

Concubine Lu Gui thumped in her heart, and was about to speak to the emperor, when Lu Yuechan went straight forward and bowed to Xiao Heng and said: "Back to the emperor, after Yuechan saw the prince's words, she also wanted to write a picture, I don't know the emperor Will you allow Yuechan to use words instead of paintings?"

She knew that if she refused again and again today, it would only annoy the emperor, so she had to settle for the next best thing!

Xiao Heng's sharp eyes fell on Lu Yuechan's face, and Lu Yuechan's palms were sweating, and her heart was beating.

"That's fine! But since you want calligraphy to replace paintings, you have to be punished..." After Xiao Heng finished speaking, seeing Lu Yuechan's frightened look, he couldn't bear to make things difficult for her: "Well, then you can write a song about the snow, A song about plum blossoms!"

Lu Yuechan hurriedly said yes, secretly relieved, and went back to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, thought for a while, and then picked up the pen and wrote a picture about Yongmei first.

"New leaves are beginning to grow, and new leaves are beginning to bloom.

When you meet the king, the swallows in the garden will return with a smile.

I personally worked on the jade finger and picked it up as a gift to Nanwei.

With a cloud-shaped bun, emeralds are more radiant.

The sun is long and the sun is falling, and the king's kindness cannot be chased. "

This poem about falling plum blossoms was written by Xie Tiao in the previous dynasty, using the falling of plum blossoms as a metaphor for the decline of the king's kindness. It is inevitable that it is not appropriate to write it on this happy day.

And Xie Tiao's death was also caused by the chaos of the power struggle in the previous dynasty. How could Xiao Heng never understand that when he saw this poem now, he didn't bother to study Lu Yuechan's calligraphy, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Lu Yuechan, what do you mean by writing this poem at this time?" Xiao Heng snapped sharply, scaring Lu Yuechan and Concubine Lu's faces pale.

"Are you using the turmoil of the previous dynasty to insinuate that I have not governed the country properly?" After Xiao Heng said, Lu Yuechan's legs went limp in fright, and she quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor.

"The emperor appeases his anger, Yue Chan absolutely has no such intention..."

Lu Yuechan just thought of this poem and wrote it down, completely forgetting that it was in front of the emperor, let alone that this poem expressing the depression in her heart offended the Holy Wrath!
"Your Majesty is an enlightened ruler of the generation, how dare Yuechan dare to ridicule the Emperor? Please forgive me, Yuechan is just an unintentional mistake..." Concubine Lu Gui also stood up anxiously, fearing that the emperor would execute Lu Yuechan to death in a fit of anger, and together with Lu Yuechan Knelt down in front of Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng snorted coldly, although he didn't loosen his brows, but seeing Lu Yuechan's trembling appearance, forgiving that she didn't have the guts to insinuate himself, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I will spare you for the sake of my concubine." this time!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your magnanimity!" Concubine Lu Gui finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up, not forgetting to remind Lu Yuechan to thank the Emperor.

Xiao Heng frowned and looked at Lu Yuechan, feeling more and more dissatisfied with Concubine Lu Gui as a niece, but he did not drive her away immediately, and said lightly: "Forget it, I will give you a chance to make up for it, you are still short of a poem about the snow... ..."

(End of this chapter)

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