Now that it is the Chongyang Thousand Banquet again, in full view of everyone, Xin Yi can only be low-key and low-key. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info endure this palace banquet without merit, even if it is sitting in the corner and blowing the cold wind, it is considered to be a complete merit.

“…… Good poetry, good poetry. It is worthy of being the eldest lady of the Pei family, and she casually has the legacy of the Wei and Jin dynasties......" The palace maid's admiration came from behind her.

The candied begonias on Xin Yi's fingertips were stunned for a moment, and looked at the field with half of his eyelids. Only then did I realize that it was everyone who was writing poems.

The emperor drafted the title and rhyme, the ladies, the literati and the writers, but anyone who got the poetry can come forward to write poems, and then choose the best to reward dogwood wine.

The palace feast is full of drinks, and poems are used to help the fun. It's an elegant taste in the palace, and no one really cares about that reward, but it's just an opportunity to show off your talent and become famous all over the world overnight.

And now it's the turn of a woman. She actually danced as a poem, while playing "Green Waist" on the sheng flute, Luo's skirt was like a water shadow Man Feiyan, and her red lips were singing flat, and the words were like blue beads splashing. The red dress is like a glow, coquettish and elegant, just this style is as beautiful as in the painting.

"The hot festival is in the heavy nine, and the new rain is left. Under the yellow leaves in autumn, chrysanthemums are scattered at the beginning of Jintan. Ten thousand implementations are on the line, and hundreds of workers are happy. Joyful and free, the same car book. To the transformation of the harmony, the good day is suitable for the feast. Qiang Qiang between the silk, Ji Ji Luo hairpin. This music is full of delay, and this sincerity is eternal. ”

The last word fell, the woman's hands were in unison and the lotus blossomed, one sat on the stage, the pomegranate skirt spread out like the glow, and the sheng flute still echoed among the beams.

Emperor Li He laughed loudly and clapped his palms: "The dance is wonderful, the poetry is exquisite, and the people are more beautiful." This dance technique is extraordinary, and the poems are also poetic and fragrant. The Pei family has raised a good daughter!"

The officials immediately stepped forward to congratulate him. Pei Yan was overjoyed, and said proudly: "Yanzhenqin, chess, calligraphy and painting, with extraordinary attainments. Even the old lady of my Xiao family said that this woman was descended from heaven and had to return to heaven in the future. No one in the world dares to marry. ”

Li He seemed to be in a good mood, and while asking the eunuch to give Pei Yanzhen wine, he smiled at Pei Yan and said: "This is the reason why Ling Ai is a beautiful girl for everyone, and her talent and appearance are first-class, but she has never been married so far......?"

"Your Majesty!" Before Li He finished speaking, he was unceremoniously intercepted by Wang Jian, who suddenly stood up, "Since the eldest daughter of the Pei family is a heavenly fairy, she should not be an ordinary man." If you casually pull a hereditary princess, you still underestimate this unworldly fairy spirit. Since the emperor is a real dragon descending to earth, and he has the joy of the festival, why don't you open the royal mouth and give a kiss to the eldest daughter of the Pei family?"

Wang Jian was in front of the ministers and robbed the emperor of the emperor's words. Although it is extremely unruly, no one dares to criticize half a word. Even the emperor wanted the Xiao family to fill the five surnames, but the Wang family supported the Pei family to go back, and no one dared to hit themselves on the tip of the knife.

Emperor Li He did not look angry, but smiled at Wang Jian flatteringly: "Aiqing is reasonable. It's better to go from the five surnames and seven wang descendants ......"

"How about His Royal Highness King Zhao?" Wang Jian once again grabbed the conversation, not intending to let Li He's meaning go along with his own, "His Royal Highness King Zhao is a noble son, a noble descendant, and has always been gentle and frugal, and his subjects have praised him a lot. His Royal Highness is also in his twenties, even if he is focusing on further study, it is reasonable to discuss family affairs. ”

Everyone was stunned. Hanyuan Hall fell into a moment of frustration.

King Zhao is the newly crowned second prince Li Jingpei. Identity, talent, character, age, it stands to reason that the rules are a match made in heaven.

However, what everyone saw was not only "Princess Zhao", but the "Mother of the World" in the future. After all, Li Jingpei was born by Queen Wang, and the Wang family fully supported him to succeed to the throne, which is not ordinary. Therefore, whoever occupies the "position of princess" will be the "family of relatives" in the future.

Under the temptation of huge interests, no matter how much the Wang family's rampant knife tip is, the other families can't sit still. For example, the Zheng family, which also has five surnames and seven wangs.

Lord Wang's words, the old man slightly objected. Zheng Xu, the head of the Zheng family, stepped forward and made a thousand calls to Emperor Li He, "King Zhao is the son of the prince, and the selection of concubines by the prince is naturally very important. According to the rules of the ancestors, it is also necessary for each family to propose candidates, and the Daming Palace will hold the selection, and the layers of screening can be finalized. How can there be any reason to make a judgment now?"

Wang Jian turned his head to look at Zheng Xu, and sneered: "What does Lord Zheng mean by this? The eldest daughter of the Pei family is both talented and beautiful, with golden branches and jade leaves, what point is not worthy of King Zhao? Or looking at the world, which young lady can still compete with the Pei family?"

Zheng Xu's eyes flashed, and he said unwillingly: "The little girl Si Ying is worthy of it, and she can pass it." On family background, appearance, and talent, unless the concubine is openly selected, it is difficult to judge who is superior and who is inferior. ”

A word exploded in the middle of the scene. The other three surnames of the five surnames and seven wangs: Li, Cui, and Xiao, also had the courage to mutter, "My little girl is not bad" and "Who doesn't have a golden bird, why is Pei's the best".

Seeing that everyone's ambitions were about to be ignited and they got out of trouble under the pressure of the Wang family, Wang Jian's eyes flashed coldly, and he suddenly reached out and knocked over a wine jug on the plan next to him.

The silver flask fell to the ground with a clear sound. Although it was not big, it made the field silent for an instant.

"Why is Pei's the best?" Wang Jian sneered, his knife-like gaze swept past the officials in the field one by one, "Because she is the daughter of the old man's uncle, she is my Wang Jian's niece!"

The last sentence was resounding. No matter how unwilling he was in the field, even the Zheng family couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Pei Yan is really Wang Jian's niece. This sentence is full of weight, no matter whether she is Chiyan or beautiful and ugly, whether she is Dong Shi or Xi Shi, as long as she is the nephew of "Wang Jian", thousands of young ladies in the world can't compare with half a finger.

No one in the Hanyuan Hall spoke. Zheng Yu silently retreated from his seat, his fists clenched and gurgling, but he didn't dare to show even half a point of anger on his face. All eyes converged on Wang Jian again.

Wang Jian sneered proudly, and turned his head to look at the emperor who had been ignored for a long time: "Your Majesty, this matter is settled." Pei Yanzhen was appointed as Princess Zhao. ”

Wang Jian's words did not leave any room for the "holy will", and naturally set a real hammer. Li He's face was still amiable and flattering: "Since the hundred officials have no objections, this matter will be according to what Aiqing said." Canonized Pei Yanzhen as Princess Zhao and married King Zhao on the same day. After the marriage, it was not too late for King Zhao to go to the fiefdom again. Intended. ”

The last half of the sentence is humane to the Chinese scholars. Jun didn't joke, as soon as the holy decree came out, the Pei family won. Or that the Wang family won a beautiful "dismount".

"Congratulations to Master Pei". The officials are all more eyesighted than mice. At that time, he was still grabbing the "princess" with the Pei family, and at this moment, everyone stepped forward to congratulate with a smile.

Xin Yi in the corner yawned. The Wang family and the Pei family are the same dog, so they naturally want to dominate the important positions around their "nephew" Li Jingpei in their own hands. That Pei Yanzhen's face was flushed with shyness, while Li Jingpei, the king of Zhao, smiled and showed his big white teeth, looking like he was all in charge of his father's uncle's family.