The best little cute concubine

Chapter 51 Entering the Palace to Appreciate Chrysanthemum [5]

"Hmm~ great poem!" the queen commented.

"Zixi also wants to present a song of ugliness." After finishing speaking, the second imperial concubine Qin Zixi began to chant: "Yellow silk, red pistil, green slightly faded, and half of the brilliance is lowered by the side of the cliff. There are no bees and butterflies invading in the secluded place, only the dense dew morning morning Urge."

"Good, good! They are all good poems!" The queen said happily, and then asked the emperor, "Your Majesty, you have never commented on the poems of the imperial concubines. Do you think they recited them well?"

The emperor smiled slightly, "Queen, the poems written by the daughters-in-law are very good. I don't comment, because it sounds like it's all about your daughter's family, so I don't want to comment."

"It turns out that the emperor thinks everyone's poems are too soft and not masculine!" The queen asked the concubines sitting there, "Who among you can recite poems that the emperor likes?"

Luo Yunkang's concubine Sima Qing stepped forward, "Mother, my daughter-in-law is willing to give it a try."

"Okay, Qing'er come here quickly!" The queen said impatiently.

"The gift is full of blood, and the integrity will not be sacrificed to the vicissitudes of life. Although the yellow flower is used to being proud in the frost, it still offers evening fragrance to the poet."

"En! As expected of the great general's daughter, the emperor, do you think this poem is satisfactory?" the queen asked.

"Well, not bad not bad." The emperor looked satisfied.

"I wonder which princess has good poems?"

After the queen finished asking, there was silence in the audience, and no one responded.Han Xiaofan buried his head very low, joked, she is not a princess, she would definitely not stand out so stupidly.

Suddenly, the princess stood up. "Father and mother, I heard that Ms. Han is a talented woman, but she is very humble today. She hasn't written a poem yet. Maybe it's because she feels that the poems written by us sisters are not on the same level as hers, so I don't want to Show off?"

The dead crown princess actually provoked her in public, why are you afraid of her being in the limelight?I want to see her make a fool of myself in public!Han Xiaofan gave the princess a hard look, but she pretended not to see it.

The emperor and empress were also very curious about Han Xiaofan, upon hearing what the crown princess said, the empress immediately said: "Then Yan'er has good poems?"

When she writes poems, she writes poems, and she has remembered several poems.Just as he was about to stand up, Luo Yunyi pulled him back.

"Queen, you don't know. Although Yan'er was a talented girl before, she doesn't remember anything since she lost her memory. In my opinion, it's better not to embarrass her. Let her other concubines write poems, and Yan'er is fine." Luo Yunyi was really sweating for Han Xiaofan, to be honest, he didn't dare to hope that she, who can't even write, would have a good fortune in poetry, calligraphy and painting.

Hearing what her son said, the queen immediately came out to smooth things over, "Oh, look how the Ai family forgot about this! You're so old-fashioned!"

Although the queen helped her smooth things over, Han Xiaofan still saw disappointment in the emperor's eyes.No, she can't embarrass Xiao Yiyi and her aunt.So she stood up with a smile, and said to the queen: "Your Majesty, although Yan'er has lost her memory, sometimes some inspiration suddenly appears in her mind, and it just so happens that Yan'er thought of a poem."

"Then please come quickly, Yan'er!" Before the queen could speak, the emperor rushed to talk.

"Yes." She thought of Huang Chao's "Ode to Chrysanthemum" just now, so she recited: "When autumn comes and September [-]th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. A." It was supposed to be in Chang'an, but because the capital of the Luo Yue Dynasty was called Yue'an City, it was changed to Lin'an on the spur of the moment.

(End of this chapter)