Reborn as the first poisonous concubine

Chapter 669
When Xiao Changgong thought of this, the sadness and hatred suppressed in his heart surged up again.

Seeing that Xiao Changgong's expression was not right, Wei Zijin didn't know what he thought of, and asked with concern: "Chang Gong, what's wrong?"

Xiao Changgong suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Wei Zijin again, sighed silently in his heart, and smiled pretending to be innocent: "It's nothing, thank you Aunt Huang, Chang Gong has a heavy responsibility, and he will definitely work hard to not let the uncle and aunt down, no Let the people of the world and the Tai Tuo be disappointed!"

Maybe it's been too long since he heard anyone caring about him so much, that's why he was in a trance!Although she cares about herself as much as the emperor's uncle, she is not the queen mother...

And the empress he missed in his heart would never come back to life to teach him how to be a good prince!

Hearing what he said, Wei Zijin nodded with a smile, but he always felt that what he just said was a bit strange!It wasn't until they walked into the depths of the plum grove that a feudal lord came to talk to Xiao Changgong that Wei Zijin carefully considered every word he said, and finally understood how weird his words were!

He said he would not disappoint himself and Xiao Jingyao, Shen Rui, and the people, but he did not mention his father, Emperor Xiao Heng!
It seems that Xiao Changgong is still dissatisfied with Xiao Heng's generous treatment of Fan Yang and Lu's family, and the gap between their father and son may not be filled for a while!
When Xiao Heng ordered someone to bring out the long-preserved good wine, many royal family and nobles standing in the snow admiring the plum blossoms did not feel cold anymore. After drinking a glass of wine, they clamored to write a poem with the theme of plum blossoms.

Xiao Heng also nodded with a smile, and ordered Prince Xiao Changgong to start. Xiao Changgong played with the wine glass in his hand, pondered for a moment, and a poem appeared in his heart.

"Helping the way to find the sun, the generals will join hands together.

The color of the grass is like that of Fei, which is not found in the forest.

Chasing plum blossoms without incident, empty teaching believes in willows.

And come back, send a glass of wine with affection. "

"Okay, as expected of His Majesty the Crown Prince... the generals join hands, it's really magnificent!" Everyone applauded and praised, and Xiao Heng was also quite satisfied with Xiao Changgong's poem, and nodded with a smile.

Xiao Changgong drank another glass of wine, and said to Wuling King Xiao Rong with a smile, "It's your turn!"

Xiao Rong was not good at composing poems. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he smiled sarcastically, waved his hands and said, "I have to think about it more, please go ahead!"

"The king of Luoyang can be said to be both civil and military, so let's write a poem to suit the occasion!" Several vassal kings suggested with a smile, Xiao Heng also turned his attention to Xiao Jingyao, nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, you can sing as everyone wishes." a!"

Wei Zijin handed a glass of wine to Xiao Jingyao, and told him to drink the hot wine before it was too late. Xiao Jingyao took the glass of wine and drank it down. Looking at Wei Zijin's smiling face, he remembered that day when he was in the mansion. Seeing her standing under the plum blossom tree in the backyard, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a poem was about to come out!
"Last night, the sound of birds sounded in spring, and the alarmed sound moved the neighbors.

Under the plum tree at present, there must be a flower singer.

Meteor floats with wine, and millet circles around the lip of the cup.

He Lao a piece of rain, called the God of the balcony. "

"Good poems, good poems, but I don't know who the person who sings flowers in the mouth of Luoyang King is referring to?" Everyone applauded again, and an older vassal king laughed and replied: "Who else? Of course It should be Princess Luoyang!"

After the vassal king's words fell, everyone understood and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Heng looked at Wei Zijin faintly, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "The plum blossom that Princess Luoyang painted just now is like a stroke of genius. How can this person who sings plum blossoms be without Princess Luoyang?"

(End of this chapter)