Chapter 16: Poetry Society
Empress Dong, the host of this plum blossom banquet, finally came under the support of the palace people.
Xie Zhen stood in the crowd, following the nobles to give blessings and gifts, which was not very noticeable.
Xie Hao was very satisfied with her being in the crowd, so she quietly looked at the most noble woman of the Great Jin Dynasty on the main seat.
Empress Dong is now nearly forty years old, but because of proper maintenance, she still looks very young, although the luxurious life in the palace has fattened her a little, but it has not made her bloated.
In all fairness, Empress Dong of that generation was not bad to her, but this good impression ended before Dao Yanming ascended the throne. After Yan Ming ascended the throne, Empress Dong became the queen mother, and because she missed Emperor Wen too much, she didn't want to stay in the palace to see things and think about people, so she simply moved to the palace to live, and later Xie Zhen was imprisoned by Yan Ming and never heard about the Empress Dowager Dong again.
Thinking about it now, I don't know if Empress Dong knows about Yan Ming's wolf ambitions, and whether the tragedy of the Xie family in that life was also her handiwork?
Xie Hao narrowed her eyes, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
Empress Dong, who was sitting on the main seat, turned her head to look in her direction as if she could feel the flash of murder.
Xie Zhen was shocked, and hurriedly lowered her head, but fortunately, the noble girl standing in front of her was taller than her, and she finally covered her well.
Empress Dong's gaze did not stay in this area, and immediately swept away.
Xie Hao heard the voice of the noble lady in front of her who seemed to be relaxed and regretfully relieved - after all, no matter who was under the gaze of the queen mother, she couldn't help but be nervous, after all, there were not too many people who could get the queen mother's attention.
Empress Dong felt the admiring gazes of the ladies in front of her with satisfaction, and her lips were slightly hooked.
Xie Hao heard a very young and pleasant voice and said: "The plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden are blooming very well, and this palace thought to himself that it would be a pity if this could not be seen by everyone?" So I asked the emperor to approve today's plum blossom banquet, I just hope that all the young ladies will not be too restrained, and they can all return happy. β
Naturally, the response to her was a group of noble ladies who brushed a chorus of thanks.
The county lord of Zhu'er, who was standing at the front, stepped forward with a smile, held Empress Dong's hand affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Auntie, what's so fun just looking at flowers?" Why don't we compose a poem? β
When Empress Dong heard this, she immediately understood that she wanted to be in the limelight. Because the county lord of Zhu'er is here, who dares to say that he is more literary than the county lord? I want to befriend the county lord one by one. But since Empress Dong had already had the intention of letting the county lord of Zhu'er test Xie Zhen, then no matter what the county lord of Zhu'er proposed at this time, Empress Dong would naturally gladly agree.
Empress Dong smiled and said, "Zhu'er's mention is very good. This palace thinks that it is better to take advantage of this garden, this scene, and this banquet to hold a competition today. Since it's a competition. Then there must be a color head. β
As she spoke, Empress Dong took off the jade bracelet she was wearing on her wrist and said with a smile: "Let's make this bracelet a color head!" What do you think? β
Where do the ladies dare to say that the queen is not good? Of course, he echoed and praised it loudly, and said in unison that the idea of the county lord of Zhu'er was really extraordinary.
In the sound of flattery, Yu Jiuniang secretly screamed bitterly to Xie Zhen. "I'm the worst at writing poetry, and I'm going to be ashamed to think about it today."
Xie Zhen naturally couldn't bear to see her embarrassed, so she only persuaded softly: "Sister Yu, don't be nervous, I'll see you later." Although I don't know how to embroider female red, but fortunately, it's still good to write poetry. β
Yu Jiuniang glanced at her in surprise, Sister Zhen meant to help her cheat openly? Will this work?
But no matter how worried Yu Jiuniang was and how reluctant she was, she couldn't be the master, and the noble girl in front of her had already begun to compose poems.
The nobles who came today really have a good family education, but after a little chanting, they made excellent Yongmei poems.
Xie Zhen listened carefully and calmly. Savoring it slowly, revisiting their words in my heart.
Finally it was Yu Jiuniang's turn, and the smooth rhythm of poetry was stuck for the first time.
Yu Jiuniang, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, couldn't help but wet her palms nervously in front of everyone's eyes, only coughed lightly, and reluctantly said: "Plum blossoms are as white as snow, and they are floating all over the sky......"
She searched her stomach and only wanted to say this sentence, but she couldn't do anything if she tried to take it again.
What to do? If it continues like this, it will have to be ugly. The more anxious Yu Jiuniang's heart is, the more inflexible her head becomes. Where else can I come up with any poems? only subconsciously glanced at Xie Zhen.
Xie Zhen only frowned, and immediately stretched out. She reached out and stroked her bun, deliberately touching the plum blossom she was wearing in her hair, and then pretended to pick up flowers. Bent down slightly, and quickly answered the next sentence in front of Yu Jiuniang.
Yu Jiuniang's eyes lit up, and she immediately said: "It's like a fairy dance, the fragrance is moving in the world." β
Although this poem is not very good, the battle is quite neat.
Empress Dong had already heard so many good poems before, so naturally she wouldn't take this clumsy one seriously. He only nodded and said, "Next." β
Yu Jiuniang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful glance at Xie Zhen.
The next one is none other than Xie Zhen.
Lord Zhu'er couldn't help but listen attentively, wanting to hear what good poems she could make.
Xie Hao's poems are very decent, neither brilliant nor bad, and the lord of Zhu'er thinks that there is nothing strange about this, but he feels strange.
Xie Zhen's poems are also so ordinary, so what does the eldest cousin like about her?
After listening to Xie Zhen's poems, Empress Dong also felt that she was just a very ordinary ordinary girl, and wondered what her son cared about her because of her, was it really just for her family power? However, such a girl is not bad, at least honestly, it will be easier for Ming'er to control her at that time.
The poetry meeting continued, and Xie Zhen's poems were soon forgotten.
The final winner is undoubtedly the Lord of Zhu'er.
The county lord of Zhu'er hugged Empress Dong's arm very happily, and said with a smile: "Auntie, Zhu'er won, what reward does your aunt want to give Zhu'er?" β
Empress Dong smiled and nodded the tip of her nose and said, "Didn't the original color head say that it was good?" What more reward could you want? β
Lord Zhu'er pouted, "How can it be the same?" The lottery head was set up by my aunt for everyone, but Zhu'er wanted a unique reward. β
Empress Dong smiled: "Okay! It turned out that it was not enough for Zhu'er to ask for a jade bracelet, and she wanted something else. Tell me what do you want? β
Lord Zhu'er rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand to point in the crowd, "I want them." β
The crowd looked in the direction of her finger. I saw Yu Jiuniang and Xie Zhen.
Empress Dong frowned slightly, and said, "How can Zhu'er come here, those are two young ladies, how can you ask them to be your gifts?" β
Lord Zhu'er grinned and said, "Auntie misunderstood. Zhu'er just wants to watch them perform a dance to cheer everyone up, so don't you think it's embarrassing for them, right? β
"This ......" Empress Dong was still a little hesitant, anyway, it was a bit too much to let the two young ladies dance in front of people.
Suddenly, a girl chimed in, "Yes! When the courtiers heard that Miss Yu and their dancing skills were exquisite, they had long wanted to see it. β
Yu Jiuniang's arrow-like gaze immediately shot at her.
The girl's heart tightened. But he didn't bow his head, and glared at her very strongly.
Yu Jiuniang couldn't settle accounts with her in front of so many people, especially the queen's mother, so she had to endure it for the time being, and said softly: "Niangniang, the courtiers and sisters are not good at dancing, as for the exquisite dancing skills that Miss Su said, the courtiers don't know where she heard about it." β
Empress Dong nodded, glanced at Su Yin'er, who was strong and strong, with some displeasure, and said lightly: "According to the opinion of this palace, the matter of dancing will be stopped." Pearl, you can change your wish. β
Seeing that she was already a little dissatisfied, the county lord of Zhu'er naturally would not provoke her with this matter again, so he smiled and said, "Since my aunt said so, she has no choice but to give up." That's it, Miss Yu, you can just offer a talent at will, it's really not good, you can make another poem, how about it. That's not too much, right? β
It's not excessive. Empress Dong bowed slightly.
The county lord of Zhu'er got the approval, and suddenly smiled very brightly, and said, "Then the two young ladies will start, right?" β
Yu Jiuniang knew that she couldn't hide this time, so she only frowned and turned her inquiring gaze to Xie Zhen.
Xie Zhen pondered for a moment. Thinking about it, he stood on tiptoe and whispered a few words in Yu Jiuniang's ear.
Yu Jiuniang was overjoyed in her heart and nodded again and again.
Regardless of whether Sister Zhen's idea is feasible or not, in the end, she is angry!
She cleared her throat and learned what Xie Hao had taught her. Said: "Niangniang, county lord, the courtiers think that it is too common to write poetry, why don't the courtiers perform a fresh one for everyone today, I don't know what the lady thinks?" β
"Fresh?" Empress Dong was curious: "What is fresh?" β
Yu Jiuniang smiled slightly and said: "Don't dare to hide from the mother, the courtiers have been naughty since childhood, and they like to listen to the old gentleman in the teahouse the most. β
Storyteller? Everyone didn't expect a dignified young lady to have such crude skills, and they were a little disdainful in their hearts, but they couldn't help but be curious.
Yu Jiuniang looked calm, so she didn't care what others thought of her.
She doesn't think there's anything wrong with storytelling, and she really likes this kind of art.
Empress Dong listened to it interestingly, so she naturally asked them to act quickly.
Yu Jiuniang and Xie Zhen then asked all the nobles to step back, leave more space for them, and asked Empress Dong to move a set of tables and chairs, a piece of waking wood, and a pipa. Empress Dong didn't ask much, she just asked people to prepare quickly.
Tables, chairs, and lute were quickly put in place.
Yu Jiuniang, who was standing behind the table, and Xie Zhen, who was sitting on a chair with a pipa in her arms, glanced at each other.
Xie Hao nodded slightly, her fingers danced quickly, and the pipa in her arms made a tight and rapid sound.
The voice stirred up the emotions of the people present, and they seemed to have sensed that the story to be told was very thrilling.
With a "snap", Yu Jiuniang slammed the waking wood in her hand on the table.
With a "bang", the sound of the pipa also stopped at the same time.
Everyone's hearts, which were originally aroused by the sound of the lute, are now hanging on and down, and their hearts are itching.
Fortunately, Yu Jiuniang began to tell stories.
Her voice is not as soft as that of ordinary girls, but very loud, and it is simply a good voice tailored for the art of storytelling.
Yu Jiuniang said: "Today, let's talk about the story of a young lady. β
Miss Daughter's Story? Speaking of which, isn't it just the story of some young ladies eloping with poor scholars? Isn't that clichΓ©? Everyone suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Yu Jiuniang seemed to see through their thoughts, and knocked the waking wood hard, and Xie Zhen also gently plucked the pipa very cooperatively.
The crowd was startled by the sudden sound of the waking wood, but fortunately, Xie Zhen's pipa sound soothed their frightened hearts in time.
Yu Jiuniang has said: "I know that the story of the young lady and the poor scholar is rotten on the street, but please rest assured, we will never say this today, what we want to say today is very special, and everyone here has never heard of it." β
Xie Zhen plucked the strings again.
Yu Jiuniang said with a mysterious face: "Today, what we want to tell is the story of a young lady who can see people with her nostrils, how about it?" Have you heard of it? β
Looking at people through your nostrils? I've certainly never heard of this. Everyone felt ridiculous and couldn't help but be more curious, and now everyone's love was firmly grasped by Yu Jiuniang.
Su Yin'er's face changed, she remembered the story that Yu Jiuniang told her at the gate of the palace, and she swore that she had just seen Yu Jiuniang cast a very contemptuous and provocative glance at her!
This is clearly sarcastic about her! And in front of so many people!
Su Yin'er was almost mad, but in front of everyone, she could only endure it.
Yu Jiuniang retracted her gaze, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile.
"I know you haven't heard of it, and you're curious, so please listen to me slowly!"
"The story begins with a pair of sisters who go shopping on the streets. Anyway, the two sisters were walking down the street when suddenly a horse rushed towards them! What a fierce horse! The horse raised its hooves at the sisters, and was about to trample them to death under the horses' hooves! Hiss! β
She gasped as she said this.
Everyone gasped involuntarily, hoping that she could continue to speak quickly, so that they could know what the life and death of the two sisters were.
But at this critical moment, Yu Jiuniang just stopped talking, wanting to appease everyone's appetite, Xie Zhen gently plucked the strings again.
Empress Dong was also fascinated by what she heard, and couldn't help but urge: "What's next?" Why didn't you say it? Will the sisters be able to get out of the way? β
Yu Jiuniang said: "Don't worry, the courtiers are going to talk about it." β
She slapped the waking wood again, and raised her voice, "The horse's hooves are raised high!" β
And the hearts of all the people went up to their throats.
(To be continued.) )
PS: The poems written by Yu Jiuniang in the article are written by myself, and they are not good, so don't laugh at them. Having said so much, the summary is just two words: praise me. (Smiling face)