Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 59

Seeing this, the queen also took up the wine glass, smiled just right, and respected from the air: "Princess Han, I also offer you a toast. The princess is worthy of being a lady of everyone, and she has the demeanor of the mistress of the house. I believe that you will take care of King Han." Regarding the affairs of the government, King Han will definitely not worry about the future and concentrate on serving the country."

Jian Yunling didn't know whether it was a compliment or a blame, she stood up with a smile, drank the wine in the glass, and replied: "Thank you Queen for the compliment." She sat back calmly.

The smile on the queen's face froze obviously, but she concealed it very well, and continued to sit beside the emperor with a dignified face, acting as a living puppet.

The singing and dancing in the middle of the banquet was over, and someone suggested that it is better to pass the flowers by beating the drums. It just happened that there was heavy snow two days ago, so someone proposed to compose a poem on the theme of snow.

The rest of the people said goodbye again and again, took a freshly picked plum blossom, the queen beat the drum, the drum beat changed from slow to fast, and the flower branch suddenly stopped in Jian Yunling's hand.

Everyone's eyes focused on her again.

Jian Yunling looked at the plum blossom in her hand, and then at the empress who was smiling flawlessly on the high-ranking table. She sneered in her heart, frowned, smiled lightly, and leisurely raised the wine glass to her lips, the aroma of the wine lingering.

Everyone thought that Jian Yunling couldn't answer and took the initiative to drink as a fine.Some were slightly disappointed, some were full of sarcasm, but seeing Jian Yunling's upper lip pressed against the rim of the cup, her voice was like an orchid, and said: "The concubine is making a fool of herself." Then she said lightly: "Quiet Guan Yun Zhu Xian, Songs of the Qing Dynasty condense the white snow, colorful phoenixes come to the ceremony, and black cranes are lined up. The long palace celebrates the evening, and on the [-]th, it is full of demons. Luoqi Emperor's Palace, a fragrant tortoise shell feast."

After finishing a poem, everyone's eyes were stained with shock and amazement. Some people took the lead in applauding, and many people praised these poems carefully.

Jian Yunling put down the wine glass with a slight smile, and looked at the queen above.

The empress's face was no longer calm, showing a slightly sullen expression.

This poem was not written by Jian Yunling, but by the famous Tang Taizong Li Shimin.However, at this time, Li Shimin was not born yet, so everyone has never heard of these verses.

Li Shimin's original poem has hundreds of words, and Jian Yunling specially picked up these eight lines. On the surface, they are describing the prosperity of the banquet tonight, but in fact, they are satirizing the queen's youth, which has long been inferior to those young ladies. The beauties of Hua Zhengmao.

Of course, the empress and her are probably the only ones who can hear the overtones at this table.

"Princess Han has such a good literary talent, King Han is really blessed." Someone praised her.

Yu Wenzheng raised his eyebrows, and replied calmly: "Where is it, how can Geer's literary talent compare to the emperor's wife."

This "sister-in-law" is naturally referring to the queen.

The queen's real name is Feng Qiwu, and she is the granddaughter of the founding hero, General Feng. She was also a talented woman who was famous all over the world. It's a pity that such a woman chose to enter the palace and buried her talent.

"Sister-in-law Huang, everyone praises Ge'er for her literary talent. This king sees her getting carried away. Why don't sister-in-law compose a poem so that Ge'er can see what a real talented woman is, and dampen her prestige." Yu Wen Zhengmu looked at Jian Yunling dotingly, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

When everyone heard Yu Wenzheng's proposal, they also became interested, and complimented the queen one after another, hoping to see her literary talent with their own eyes.

But the empress looked distressed and looked at the emperor as if asking for help.

Jian Yunling noticed her series of reactions, she understood, and said with a charming smile: "Yes, I have long wanted to ask the empress about poetry, poetry, and Fu, today is just the time for my wish to be fulfilled. "

Everyone kept up with each other, forcing the queen to lower her head and narrow her eyes, almost wanting to run away.

In the end, the emperor came out to help her out: "Okay, I think the empress is a little drunk. Let's finish this poem. I will send the empress back to the palace. All the lovers have a good time."

After finishing speaking, he ordered someone to support the blushing queen, who seemed to be a little drunk, and left the table.

(End of this chapter)