In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the custom, the royal mansion family had a reunion dinner, and the concubines of the royal palace all put on new clothes, freshen up early, and wait for the day to wipe the dark and eat wine, and the royal mansion dinner was placed in the garden Rongjin Hall,

Shen Wanzhen bathed in fragrant soup and dressed up carefully, and now the concubines of the palace came out to appear, and they all held back their energy to show their talents and show off their talents.

She changed into a wide-sleeved robe with a red pin gold embroidered phoenix cloud pattern, embroidered chrysanthemum knotted her black oil hair on the top, combed into a high bun, towering and towering, inserted a red gold inlaid beaded red tourmaline butterfly swaying, hanging down the beads.

Zhao Shizhen looked at her dress up crookedly on the couch, admired it with interest, and quipped: "The momentum of my princess has made the eyes of this king shine, and this king bows his head and bows down under my princess's pomegranate skirt." ”

Shen Wanzhen walked a few steps towards him, Jin Bu swayed a row of tassels, and swayed when he moved, the whole person was charming and radiant.

Zhao Shijiao was originally on the couch with his hands, but he stood up straight, his eyes were full of sparks, and he deliberately teased her: "Tell the family banquet to be held later." ”

Shen Wanzhen was beautiful, and when she heard it badly, she was so frightened that she hurriedly fled out of the door, and Zhao Shijiao said hatefully: "This little demon woman, Zhenri tortures her husband, and her body is not even allowed to touch it." ”

Who knew that Shen Wanzhen's ears were long when she heard it, and she smiled through the door: "Lord Wang, the concubine has spent a long time working hard, and I can't let the prince ruin it." ”

The concubines were all waiting, saying that the prince and his wife were tired, and they would not lose the dead.

"The prince, the princess, the time has come, all the masters and subordinates of the palace, wait for the prince and the princess to arrive at the banquet." Chen Fu entered the door of the bright room, and saw that the prince and the princess were separated by the door of the inner room, inside one door and outside the other, laughing and laughing, and had to disturb the two.

When the sky is dark, the thirty dinners of the palace begin, the master of the palace is in the inner hall, the steward of the palace has a head and face in the outer hall, and the outer house is also prepared with wine and food for the outside envoys to eat and drink.

Chen Fu shouted, "Pass the food"

The prince and the princess sat on the seat, one person and one seat, and there were two side concubines sitting on the left and right, Han Lan and Xue Jin, and under them were Mrs. Xiao and Shen Wanzhu, followed by Mrs. Xiao Han and Mrs. Yan, and then under was Miss Erxu.

Shen Wanzhen swept her eyes, the banquet was full of wine and food, full of warblers and swallows, fragrant clothes and sideburns, flowers, thin silk and bamboo, and laughter.

Shen Wanzhu was wearing a pink skirt with yarn and embroidered folded branch pattern gowns, her head was full of pearls, her little face was freshly painted, and her eyes were shining since she entered the door, and she stared at Zhao Shijiao.

There is no doubt that Zhao Shijiao is the protagonist of the stars holding the moon at today's dinner, and the concubines are staring at him with their eyes eagerly.

Zhao Shijiao, like Shen Xuanzhen, wore a red gold sea water cloud pattern robe, a jade belt around his waist, blue satin boots inlaid with gold and white backgrounds, and a gold crown inlaid with jewels and stones on his head, showing his dignity.

Xue Jin glanced at Zhao Shijiao who was sitting there from time to time, she was wearing a smoky Guangya embroidered gold-threaded floral gown tonight, the pink light was greasy, and the dark fragrance hit people.

Xue Jin and Shen Wanzhu glanced at each other, looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them understood.

The maids rushed in, the table was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, wine and delicacies, silk and bamboo, and a group of dancing girls danced.

Mrs. Han sat next to Zhao Shijiao, she was wearing a silver-red neckline embroidered plum tight-fitting jacket, a skirt of the same color, the silver-red narrow jacket was cut to the button-down, there was no extra inch, and it looked like a slender waist, she looked at the singing and dancing in the hall with a smile, dignified and steady, and a style of everyone.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Xiao Han were dressed in tulle clothes, and they were ready to sing and dance at first glance.

One of the concubines is quite different, everyone wears bright colors to set off the festive season, Mrs. Duxiao wears a light lotus lotus color Tianxiang silk shirt, and a moonflower skirt, her demeanor is elegant, and she seems to be indifferent.

The concubines are dressed up in fancy clothes, but no one is qualified to wear red, only the main room can wear it, Shen Xuanzhen's dazzling and flamboyant red is quite imposing, overwhelming all the concubines.

After the opening dance, Zhao Shijiao thought that the festival would be more lively, so he beckoned Chen Fu to come over and asked the concubines who were willing to sing and dance.

All the concubines were eager to try, but because of the princess and side concubines, no one dared to pick this head first, Xue Jin raised his eyebrows, stood up, and cast a sentimental gaze towards Zhao Shijiao, and smiled, "Lord, the concubine is not talented, dance a dance to help the fun." ”

"Okay, since Concubine Xue has talent, you might as well offer it, you will be happy under the festival, and everyone will be happy" Zhao Shijiao gave her an encouraging look.

Xue Jin was encouraged, squatted, and said coquettishly: "Then the concubine will be ugly." ”

The people in the outer hall watched the side concubines and ladies sing and dance, and they all greeted each other and gathered around the door of the hall to watch.

As the song sounded, Xue Jin danced, Shen Wanzhen could see clearly, Xue Jin's skills were good, his arms and waist were stretched, and his gestures were in place, there was no mistake, almost perfect, it can be seen that the kung fu is deep, that is, most of the ingredients are deliberate, and there is not much infectiousness.

At the end of the song, everyone applauded and said yes, Zhao Shijiao nodded, "Okay"

Shen Wanzhu couldn't wait for a long time, and when she saw Xue Jin starting, she didn't wait for others to speak, so she stood up first, Yifu, "Lord, the concubine also danced a song and offered her ugliness." ”

Zhao Shijiao said hello, Shen Wanzhu walked out of the seat, took off her coat, revealing the light powder and smoke gauze dance dress inside, the music started, Shen Wanzhu danced, the dance posture was beautiful, Shen Wanzhen made the most appropriate description, gorgeous.

Next, Concubine Han stroked the piano, Shen Wanzhen is a layman to musical instruments, but she can also hear that she plays well, sure enough, the name of a talented woman is not fake.

Mrs. Xiao sat all the time, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't look at Zhao Shijiao, but Shen Wanzhen looked at her several times, she sat still, didn't fight, and listened to the piano quietly.

At the end of the song, it was Mrs. Yan's turn to appear, as soon as Mrs. Yan appeared, the eyes of the people in the hall focused on her, except for the sound of thin silk bamboo, there was no other movement, Mrs. Yan was as light as a swallow, elegant as in the clouds, beautiful to the extreme.

Shen Wanzhen only worked hard for a while, and was attracted to her, she danced with her whole body and soul and gradually Shen Wanzhen understood her interpretation a little.

Shen Wanzhen inadvertently turned her head and looked at Zhao Shijiao, Zhao Shijiao was looking forward intently, Shaoqing, and noticed that she was staring at him, he glanced at her sideways, grabbed her hand under the table, and held it tightly, her heart calmed down, and she turned her head again to watch Mrs. Yan's dance.

Mrs. Yan took the last move, and bowed up a few times, and the warbler whispered, "The concubine is ugly." ”

Shen Xuanzhen withdrew the hand that was grabbed by Zhao Shijiao, took the lead in applauding, and raised her voice: "Heavy reward"

Zhao Shijiao looked at her warmly, but he didn't look at Mrs. Yan, reached over, grabbed her hand, and didn't allow her to break free.

Xue Jin and Shen Wanzhu are no longer as proud as Fang Cai, and they are compared to Mrs. Yan.

Shen Wanzhen's hand was held by Zhao Shijiao, while listening to Mrs. Xiao Han playing the pipa, the tune is long and long, the artistic conception is far-reaching, Mrs. Xiao Han's piano skills are very high, even Shen Wanzhen can hear the taste if she doesn't understand.

For some reason, Mrs. Xiao did not offer any skills.

The performance of the concubines ended, and the scene was cold in an instant, the concubines of the palace were dressed in fine clothes and food, and they were tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas all day long.

Shen Wanzhu looked around, and deliberately raised her voice: "All the sisters have dedicated their skills, the concubine is brave, and respectfully invites the princess to perform one, can the princess deign to be noble, so that the concubine and others can open their eyes?" After Shen Wanzhu finished speaking, she looked at the concubines proudly, and Concubine Han picked up the green jade cup on the table in her hand, lowered her eyes and took a sip lightly, hiding her happy expression.

Zhao Shijiao frowned slightly, and the other concubines picked up the chopsticks in their hands, lowered their heads and picked up the vegetables, waiting to watch the show and fight with their sisters.

No one else spoke, Shen Wanzhu looked at it, they all ate their heads, and looked at Xue Jin and said, "Sister Xue thinks the same as the concubine?" ”

Xue Jin was holding the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, covering the smile at the corner of her lips, listening to her ask, she nodded the corners of her lips, put away her snicker, glanced at Shen Wanzhen in the upper seat, and said in a kingfisher-like voice: "Ask the princess to appreciate her face, so that the concubine and others can feast their eyes." ”

Shen Wanzhen looked at the two of them, her expression was bleak, Shen Wanzhu and Xue Jin glanced at each other, and they were indescribably proud, Shen Wanzhen didn't wait for an answer, and a voice sounded from the right side.

"I am surprised by these words, how noble the princess is, dedicating her skills to you, insulting her dignity, how dare we blaspheme the princess."

Everyone was surprised when they heard the voice, this Mrs. Xiao has always been upright and clean, why did she suddenly help the princess speak today, the inner house is competing for favor, the sisters are all enemies, even the princess's own sister is eager for the princess to make a fool of herself, obviously, Mrs. Xiao's move made everyone puzzled.

After Mrs. Xiao finished speaking, she asked Miss Xiao Xu with a smile, "Sister Xiao Xu, is this what my sister said?" ”

Mrs. Xiao Xu was a little panicked, and she didn't dare to look at the princess and the princess, "My sister is right, the princess is the master, I will wait for the servant, I dare not disobey the master, and make this bold request." ”

Mrs. Xiao stopped talking with satisfaction, and at this time, Concubine Han, who had not spoken, put down the wine glass in her hand, smiled gently, and said to Zhao Shijian: "Wang Ye, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, the sisters make a few poems to help the fun, what does Wang Ye think?" ”

"Sister Han, this is a good idea." Xue Jin also understood at this time that letting Shen Wanzhen sing and dance was a crime, and when she heard Concubine Han put forward this method, she hurriedly echoed it.

"The New Year is festive, why don't our sisters not go against the poetry that Sister Han said, I don't know what the princess thinks?" Shen Wanzhu targeted Shen Wanzhen again, and was proud in her heart, thinking, this time you are not good at refusing, you can't say that writing poetry also insults your dignity.

"When they were not married, the concubines and other sisters were taught by the princess and sister, and it is difficult to say that poetry is difficult for the princess and sister." Shen Wanzhu deliberately said that she wanted to make Shen Wanzhen even more ugly later.

At the mention of poetry and songs, many poems that Shen Wanzhen had memorized when she was in school immediately appeared in her mind, and suddenly, in a flash, this dynasty has not yet arrived in the Qing Dynasty, and the idea is there.

"Then our sisters compose poems, the prince judges, and the prince says it's okay?"

Zhao Shijiao didn't understand, and when he heard her speak, he echoed with a smile: "Just follow the princess's idea, regardless of good or bad, regardless of form, compose poems and fill in lyrics, and just have fun." He was a little worried about Shen Wanzhen just now, other people like Mrs. Xiao Han and Mrs. Yan won't do it, they were originally dancing girls, no one laughed at them, but if the princess loses to Concubine Ji, then the ugliness will be big, and everyone in the house will gather around the door to watch the excitement.

"Prepare paper and pencil quickly" Chen Fu hurriedly called out to the next person, and Shen Wanzhu and Xue Jin secretly exchanged glances.

Pens, paper and pen are placed on each table.

Concubine Han picked up the pen calmly, and the maid next to her grinded, this is exactly what she is good at, she was born in a scholarly family, and she is known as a talented woman in the capital, which is better than this, she has not spoken, just waiting for this opportunity.

Shen Wanzhen pondered intently, the poems of the Qing Dynasty that she was most familiar with and liked were the words of Nalan Xingde, and she deliberately memorized them.

Zhao Shijiao saw that she tilted her head, didn't start writing for a long time, took advantage of the fact that no one was carrying it, quietly approached, and whispered in his ear: "Is it okay for this king to make two poems for the princess?" ”

Shen Wanzhen chuckled at him and whispered, "Don't worry, the prince." ”

Shen Wanzhu, her sister-in-law, and Xue Jin's cousin, these two are self-assured of their talents, and they don't know that Concubine Han is trying to show off.

Shen Xuanzhen glanced at Shen Xuanzhu and Xue Jin, these two two goods, the sandpiper and the clam competed for the fisherman's profit, came out to be a villain, and fulfilled others, obviously Concubine Han was in the middle of it, and skillfully took advantage of this opportunity.

Shen Wanzhen snickered, although Concubine Han is famous, how can she compare to everyone like Nalan Xingde, a word of Nalan Xingde appeared in her mind.

After a moment's thought, he wrote this little order on a piece of paper.

"Minus the Magnolia"

The meeting was silent, and a hibiscus was in the autumn rain. The small halo is red and the tide is slanted, and the heart is only phoenix.

Waiting to be called low, straight for the condensation of fear of people to see. If you want to complain about your feelings, turn around and knock on the jade hairpin.

After writing, Shen Wanzhen read it with satisfaction, this is the Hongmen banquet today, in the previous life, she made one or two limerick poems at most with this bit of ink, just that little flower fist embroidered legs, can not get the table, ancient women learn poetry from the age of five or six, the boudoir is lonely, relying on passing the time, are all proficient.

Shen Wanzhu was in the box, contemplating hard, she originally planned to compete in singing and dancing, she was well prepared, and she didn't need to practice poetry, and it would not be difficult for her, but she wanted to think about a poem and strive to win the first place.

She held the pen and paused for a moment, and then she finished writing, put down the pen, admired it again, looked left and right, and most of it was finished.

Xue Jin just put away the pen, picked up the sprinkled gold paper, looked at it, and was more satisfied.

Everyone wrote the book, and Chen Fu sealed the name and put it away, and Shen Wanzhen finished writing, and they all put down their pens below.

She glanced at it, Shen Wanzhu and Xue Jin, these two idiots, were very proud.

Zhao Shijiao turned his head to look at her, looking a little worried, seeing that she was calm and unhurried, and his heart was a little steady.

There were nine people in total, nine manuscripts of poems, none of them was bad, Chen Fu carefully coded them and sent them to the table in front of the prince.

Zhao Shijiao picked up the first piece of paper, tasted it carefully, put it down, picked up another piece of paper, nodded, put it down, everyone held their breath, even Concubine Han couldn't help but be nervous, she didn't know the details of her opponent, although she had confidence in herself, but there were people outside the world, there was a sky outside the sky, and the concubines of the palace were all selected, even the people were also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

There was no noise in the main hall, Chen Fu saw that the prince was concentrated, waved his hand, and stopped the music, silent, no one spoke, and his eyes were staring at the prince's hand.

It seems that after a long time, everyone watched the prince check out one of the poems, pinched it in his hand, and raised it, "This one should be the most." ”

Pick up another one, "This is the first time." ”

Picking up three more pieces of paper, "These three are okay." ”

Others are general, so I will not comment.

Chen Fuma slipped forward, picked up the first thing that the prince said, and uncovered his name.

When this result came out, the first thing to see was not the prince, but the slave Chen Fu, everyone looked at Chen Fu's face nervously, hoping that he would look at himself, who he looked at, who was the first, Chen Fu held the paper, no one looked at it, but looked at the prince, with a flattering smile, and even the voice was full of joy, "Lord Wang, please see." "Speak and pass over.

Zhao Shijiao took it, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, he slowly turned his head, looked at Shen Wanzhen beside him, and pinched the piece of paper, "This poem was written by the princess?" "It seems a little unbelieving, or rather unexpected.

Shen Wanzhen glanced at him and nodded, Zhao Shijiao's face was full of admiration, "It's really a good song." ”

Say it, hand it to Chen Fu, "Let the side concubines, the ladies pass it on to see if the king's evaluation is notarized." ”

Everyone was stunned, until Chen Fu took it down, and then hurriedly passed it on, Chen Fu in order, position, of course, the first was Concubine Han, Concubine Han read it, she couldn't be calm and reserved, and read it again, she read poetry books and books, ancient and modern poems were recited, she really hadn't seen this poem, which ruled out Shen Wanzhen's plagiarism, and it was played on the spot, Shen Wanzhen was able to make such a wonderful work, which really amazed her.

The next one is Xue Jin, Xue Jin almost grabbed it, read it twice, and had to admit it, but it was better than his own poems, so angry that he clenched the piece of paper tightly, Shen Wanzhu couldn't wait, came to her, borrowed her hand, looked at it, and suddenly, shook his head in disbelief, and muttered in a low voice, "This is impossible?" ”

Her voice was small, but there was no sound in the hall, so she could hear it clearly, and Shen Wanzhu's lost soul was in her eyes.

The two sisters have a disagreement, this sister can't see her sister well, even a stupid person can see it.

At this moment, Zhao Shijiao was looking at his bride adoringly, his bride's eyes were shining, he liked this poem, and chewed it repeatedly in his heart, the more he felt that it was meaningful.

Zhao Shijiao grabbed her little hand at the bottom and stared at her affectionately.

All the concubines circulated it, Chen Fu walked up, saw that the prince and his wife were tender, coughed, and called in a low voice, "Lord Wang"

Zhao Shijiao turned his head and said, "I've seen it all"

"Look, lord."

Zhao Shijiao said loudly downward: "Are there any different opinions?" ”

Everyone hung their heads and didn't speak, and Mrs. Xiao said in a light voice: "Lord, the concubine thinks that the princess's words are one of the few good words that the concubine has seen." ”

Zhao Shijiao looked at Mrs. Xiao's eyes, gentle and a little, "Mrs. Xiao can see that she is highly educated. ”

Everyone looked at Mrs. Xiao, and now she left a good impression on the prince and the princess.

Next, Chen Fu took the second place, which was a poem, Chen Fu crossed Concubine Han and gave it directly to Xue Jin, and Concubine Han understood that it was her own poem.

The last three are Xue Jin and Shen Wanzhu and Miss Da Xu, all of which are ranked, and the others, like Mrs. Xiao Han, Mrs. Yan and Miss Xiao Xu, are not counted.

There was no objection from everyone.

Shen Wanzhu and Xue Jin were immediately deflated, Xue Jin secretly complained about Shen Wanzhu in her heart, saying that her princess's sister was not good at poetry, so that her sister stole all the limelight.

The more Shen Wanzhu thought about it, the more suspicious she felt, her sister was mediocre in qualifications, she didn't have much talent, how could she be so talented today, and then she thought about it, it was probably a momentary inspiration, if she continued to compete, she would be exhausted, thinking about it, she raised her head suddenly, and wanted to propose to continue the competition, but everyone was obviously not very interested, they were all chatting in twos and threes, obviously if she brought it up, no one responded, even Xue Jin was secretly sulking, ignoring her, and not looking at her.

To say that the most aggrieved is Concubine Han, who wanted to take the opportunity to show her talents, but it backfired, Shen Wanzhen's impromptu work slapped her, a talented woman in the capital, a resounding slap, which made her lose face.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Xiao Han lost this round of competition, and the two of them had already taken the lead in singing and dancing and piano skills, and they both hated Shen Wanzhu for being troublesome, showing their shortcomings to others, and Mrs. Shen herself did not get benefits, which was really lifting a stone to shoot herself in the foot.

Sister Xu is relatively the most insipid, chatting in a low voice and not looking around.

Chen Fu saw that the atmosphere in the hall was a little solemn, and hurriedly stepped forward and said to the prince who was whispering to the princess: "Lord, the time has come, it's time to set off the cannons." ”

Zhao Shizhen waved his hand, Chen Fu went down, and led people to set off artillery.

There was a loud bang, and a series of cannon battles were ignited and deafening.

The maid rushed in and laid a plate of flat food.

After the banquet was over, the prince and the princess returned to the dormitory hand in hand, washed hastily, and lay down side by side on the kang, late at night, but not sleepy.

Zhao Shijiao turned sideways, his breath was shallow, he blew her cheeks, and whispered softly: "Say, who made this poem?" ”

Shen Wanzhen smiled stupidly and whispered in his ear; "Lord Wang Shengming, don't say it, it's made by a celebrity."

Zhao Shijiao laughed, grabbed her, pressed her underneath, buried his head in her neck, and said in a muffled voice: "You goblin, this king really wants to eat you." ”

Reaching out and touching him, Shen Wanzhen hurriedly grabbed his hand, and whispered angrily: "Lord, it's okay, don't force me." ”

Zhao Shijiao lay on top of her, through the clothes, dishonestly rubbing back and forth, after a while, his face was flushed, panting, Shen Wanzhen twisted her body, and her face was flushed, so she hugged his neck tightly, his blood spurted, and she was not bothered to bite, even biting and gnawing, and her screams came from the tent.

After a while, the man commanded in a low voice; "Use me to teach you, use your hands!"

The mosquitoes chirped and chirped, as if they were full of reluctance.

After tossing for a long time, the movement was gone, and there was a whisper again, "Lord Wang, everyone is bruised here, and the collar of the clothes can't cover it, how can you go out?" ”

"Don't go out, stay at home with your husband." The prince suppressed a voice that was not very satisfied.

"Hou'er, the queen mother's birthday, the emperor and princess all go to pay their respects, if you can see it, where do you put your face?" The voice of resentment.