Chapter 351 Writing Poetry (1)

The others also had the same reaction as Princess Mingxin. No one could have imagined that the beautiful and exquisite woman in front of her would be Yan Danqing's number one ugly girl. Did she use some sorcery to suddenly become so beautiful?
The Crown Princess reacted a little quicker, took a look at Yan Danqing, and said with a smile: "So it's the Crown Princess, but I don't dare to admit it."

"Like a dream." Yan Danqing shouted, with a smile on his face: "I heard that the Crown Princess likes chrysanthemums. I hope the Crown Princess likes this potted flower rain."

The Crown Princess smiled and said she liked it, and asked her: "The Crown Princess also understands flowers?"

"I understand a little." Yan Danqing is modest, thinking that there is no one in this world who understands flowers better than her.

Everyone present knew that the concubine Shizi is not what she used to be. Not only did she obey her master, but she also fell into the emperor's eyes because of her trip to the south of the Yangtze River. .

It's just that few people waited to see her, except for the Crown Princess who said a word to her, no one spoke to her again.

According to their identities, none of the people present is from a powerful family, and only Yan Danqing's family is the lowest businessman.

Speaking of women's virtues, the things she did in Jiangnan, showing her face without shame, have long been spread in the capital circles. To shame her is simply to lose the face of their women.

If you want them to say, a woman should stay at home with her husband and teach her children, and never step out of the door. A woman like her doesn't obey women's morals, and she doesn't know that the son of the world will never stop her, and keep her for the New Year!
Yan Danqing doesn't care to talk to them, they are just reproductive tools that are ignorant and attached to patriarchy, they don't even have independent thinking, they are just poor people who are controlled by others, and they can't talk to each other.

But it's not good to just leave when you come here, you always have to stay for a while before saying goodbye.

There was no one around her, no one at all, all the nobles present regarded her as if she had an infectious disease, chatting and laughing together in twos and threes, and from time to time someone looked at her with contempt, mockery, and disdain in their eyes.

"Elder Concubine." Rumeng couldn't take it anymore and didn't understand why she came here. None of these ladies and ladies talked to her at all. The Crown Princess must just want to embarrass her family's First Concubine.

"Shh!" Yan Danqing smiled, pointing at the large chrysanthemums: "Look at the flowers."

but.

Rumeng still wants to fight for her, she is not very good at home, she insists on coming here to be looked down upon and neglected.

not far away.

The princess took the lead and was composing a poem on the theme of chrysanthemums.

In order to show their talents, the daughters who have not left the cabinet compete to write poems.

Yan Danqing felt that there were so few entertainment methods in ancient times, no wonder these women were doing all kinds of house fighting except for comparisons, all because they were free, and there was nothing else to do if they didn't do these things!
Princess Mingxin urged the Crown Princess to make Yan Danqing compose poems as well, wanting to embarrass her face to face, so she looked at Yan Danqing with a sneer: "The Crown Princess ran so far, did she have a problem with my sister-in-law?"

Yan Danqing looked at the mindless princess, and sneered in his heart, mother, can you not expose your ignorance so quickly: "Princess Mingxin just joked."

"Ming Xin." The Crown Princess glanced at her dissatisfied, and smiled gently at Yan Danqing: "It's better for everyone to play around together, and the Crown Princess also comes with a poem, let us all appreciate it. "

(End of this chapter)

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