The emperor estimated that he was very happy today, and after encouraging everyone a few words, he sent a decree to the banquet.

The drum music sounded, and a pair of girls dressed in colorful silks rushed in, dancing with the music, and the dance posture was very dignified and elegant.

Authentic court dance, Lin Shaoxuan can also be regarded as an eye-opener. It's really not good, these women are too conservatively dressed.

After the opening dance, everyone also arranged the wine and food according to the rank, Lin Shaoxuan, who accompanied the last seat, also placed eight kinds of delicacies on the table.

Alas, this difference in rank of all evils! Although Lin Shaoxuan is not greedy for appetite, this is not "not suffering from widowhood but suffering from unevenness", seeing that other people's dishes are better than him, he is psychologically unbalanced.

Jiang Jinyu sat among a few new science and technology scholars, turned his head to see him pouting as if he was not very happy, and raised his wine glass to signal from afar.

Hum! Finally remembered me. Lin Shaoxuan raised his glass and drank it all, so that he had the heart to enjoy the song and dance.

After a dance in the field, the dancers retreated, and the silk bamboo sounded, and the singers sang. In this way, you sang and I appeared, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

"Alright, you guys stand down." The concubine on the seat only glanced slightly, and a eunuch walked out, waved his hand and ordered a group of musicians and dancers to exit the hall.

"Your Majesty, it's rare that there are many young talents here today, why don't you order each of them to write a peony poem?" The concubine smiled and said coquettishly.

"Well, that's exactly what I mean."

The emperor nodded, and the eunuch beside him immediately stepped forward to deliver the decree: "The emperor has issued an edict and ordered all the adults to make peony poems and present them." ”

Every year at the peony banquet, peony poems must be written, this is a custom, the chamberlain has already prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and when he heard the order, he immediately presented it, and even put a copy in front of Lin Shaoxuan.

Poetry? Lin Shaoxuan was numb. What kind of poems will he compose? He didn't know a word of the poems related to peonies. But if you don't write it, is it considered a protest?

Now what? Lin Shaoxuan scratched his ears and cheeks with a pen.

Jiang Jinyu also put pen and ink in front of him, he thought for a while, picked up the pen and waved it, turned his head to look at Lin Shaoxuan, and saw that he was holding the pen barrel, as if he had already begun to write.

It's good to be able to write, Jiang Jinyu stopped thinking about quietly passing a note, put down the pen and handed over his poems.

The most delicate among the flowers, the most spectacular in the country of incense.

Coquettish and plump, really rich, and has experienced the cold in the world.

Lin Shaoxuan shook his head and read the crooked poem adapted from his lyrics, silently recited "Teacher, don't blame" in his heart, and handed over his piece of paper. He is here to make soy sauce, and he spends his own money to be his own official, even if he can't read big characters.

A little eunuch collected everyone's poems and presented them to the emperor, and the emperor and the concubine got together and picked and chose for a long time, and took out three of them.

The eunuch on the side waited for a long time, and he knew what the master meant without speaking, so he immediately stepped forward to take it and passed it to the Taifu and several scholars on the side.

"Well, Zhuang Yuanlang's Yao Huang Peony poem is well written, and it has the tendency to dominate the top." Mrs. Cui held a card and recited it repeatedly, "Fang Fei's eyes have been shattered, and she is dressed in gold and serves the old immortal." If you take advantage of the hair in spring, a thousand flowers will not become beautiful. ”

"Jiang Lang regards this white peony as the first one." As he spoke, Scholar Liu shook his head and read, "Don't be jealous of the new makeup woman in the boudoir, and Mo is ashamed of Fu Fanlang." Last night, the moon shone as deep as water, and the entrance was only fragrant. ”

"Don't fight, I think Zhang Lanruo is the best." There were three poems in total, and Scholar Qi grabbed one casually, and also recited it, "Peony Qi is good at Luodu Spring, and there are disputes over hundreds of flowers and thousands of flowers." The national color is bright and soothing, and the fairy crown overlaps and cuts red clouds. ”

The three of them insisted on their own words, and gradually they began to argue.

"Don't fight with the three Aiqing, it's up to me to decide." The Emperor seemed to be more interested in seeing them arguing, and ordered the poems to be taken back, and looked at the three people sitting below at the names, and took them and read them again, and picked out one of them.

"The leader this time is the "Yao Huang Peony Poem" written by Zheng Qi, the champion of the new department."

"The Emperor Shengming!" The three old foxes who were arguing just now exchanged glances and admired together, "Zhuang Yuanlang's poem is indeed brilliant. ”

Seeing that his opinion was unanimously agreed, the emperor smiled happily: "Come and order someone to play music and sing new poems." Reward Zheng Qi with a pair of palace flowers, and reward him with the painting fan I newly obtained. ”

For a while, the fine music sounded, and some palace people sang a new song, and everyone congratulated Zheng Qi one after another.

"Congratulations, Zhuangyuanlang is really happy this time!"

Zheng Qi didn't know why, so he didn't dare to say that he didn't dare, and drank a cup with everyone, but Jiang Jinyu frowned. What is Double Happiness?

Lin Shaoxuan didn't understand either, but he wasn't as introverted as Jiang Jinyu, so he immediately asked if he didn't understand.

He stretched out his hand and pulled an unknown person sitting next to him: "Dare to ask Brother Tai, is there anything else to pay attention to in this poem?" ”

The man was still shaking his head and sighing in annoyance, but when he asked, he couldn't help but say with disdain: "You don't even know this? New here, right? ”

"Yes, the younger brother just came from Hangzhou, and this is the first time to participate in the peony banquet." Lin Shaoxuan made a shy expression on his face.

"Oh, no wonder." That person had a rare opportunity to show off in front of others, and he knew everything. "I heard that the emperor is going to choose a horse for Princess Duanrou at today's peony banquet, Zheng Zhuangyuan is afraid that he was selected."

"Oh, no wonder everyone says that double happiness is coming, it is indeed worth congratulating." Lin Shaoxuan asked again: "Is Princess Duanrou the emperor's favorite ninth princess?" ”

Seeing that he didn't even know this, the man showed off even more: "Of course, this princess is the heir of today, and the emperor and the mother are both favored like pearls in the palm of their hands, maybe she is watching where she is now." Wait a minute, everyone will show their talents, let's perform well, maybe we will compare Zheng Qi to the bottom. ”

"Oh, I see, thank you for your advice." Lin Shaoxuan suddenly realized, it turns out that there is still this one.

"Little brother is not done, brother Tai wait to behave well, I am optimistic about you!" Lin Shaoxuan dealt with it casually, but seventeen or eighteen thoughts had already turned in his heart.

Jiang Jinyan bothered to bring Jinyu to this peony banquet, did he want him to be this concubine? But even if Jinyu became a colt, with his relationship with his family, it wouldn't be half good for Jiang Jinyan, right? Heavenly hatred, it must be this kid's pander, he can't see himself better!

Lin Shaoxuan's brows furrowed, and he secretly regretted in his heart that he shouldn't have handed over the heavenly feud to King Chun's mansion.

He had only spoken a few words here, and the new song had been sung, and the singer had not yet retreated, when suddenly a little palace lady came out and whispered a few words in the emperor's ear.

Hey, isn't this the little girl who brings herself refreshments in the afternoon? Lin Shaoxuan sat too far away, and he didn't know what she said, only to see the emperor nodding and picking up another piece of poetry.

"This "White Peony" is fresh and refined, and it is also a rare masterpiece. Come on, sing this song too. ”

After a while, the sound of music sounded, and the emperor's reward was immediately sent to Jiang Jinyu, in addition to the palace flower painting fan, there was also an extra jade Ruyi.

There is a reversal of the plot! The eyes of several people around lit up, and they inquired about Jiang Jinyu's identity, and immediately many people came forward to toast, and a few clever ones actually ran to Jiang Shilang's table to congratulate. Lin Shaoxuan noticed Jiang Jinyan, he was really overjoyed at this moment, with a posture that wealth and glory were about to arrive.

Jiang Jinyu accepted the reward, said a few polite words to everyone, and turned his head to look at Lin Shaoxuan. The two looked at each other, and tacitly stood up and slipped out of the hall.

"What's going on? Could it be that there is something special about this peony poem? The two of them found a place where no one was standing, Jiang Jinyu hurriedly asked.

"Yes, I just inquired." Lin Shaoxuan looked left and right and leaned close to his ear. "Today, the Nine Princes are mainly choosing horses, I'm afraid Jiang Jinyan is fighting this idea."

"Pony? He figured it out! Jiang Jinyu frowned, a little angry.

"He first robbed my fiancée, and now he wants to stuff me with a princess, what is he to me? Is it still the Jiangfu concubine who is at his disposal? ”

"Oh, don't be angry, he's done a good thing." Lin Shaoxuan smiled and comforted.

Jiang Jinyu was originally angry, and couldn't help but laugh when he said this: "Yes, thanks to him for giving me to you, otherwise I don't know how long I would have been trapped." ”

"So, let's not worry about him for now, let's mess up this peony banquet first."

"Okay, I got it." Jiang Jinyu nodded, "I won't go to the next talent show." ”

Lin Shaoxuan pondered for a moment and reminded: "Since he came prepared, I'm afraid he won't be able to help you when the time comes." Even if you don't show off your talents, just stop there and beat everyone here. ”

Jiang Jinyu gave him a little roll of his eyes and said with a smile: "It's just that you treat me as a baby." ”

The two of them hid outside the hall and secretly talked about love, and suddenly heard someone behind them looking for them: "Jiang Lang will invite you into the palace, and the emperor will send you a song to play the qin." ”

Look, I said you can't run away. Lin Shaoxuan glanced at him and smiled quietly: "If you really can't do it, you can marry that princess, and then I will see who else dares to be difficult for you." ”

"Phew! I don't think you want to get past it! Jiang Jinyu glared at him fiercely, turned around with a little anger and followed the waiter, leaving Lin Shaoxuan outside alone.

Tsk, I'm just adjusting the atmosphere and making a joke, so why are you angry? Lin Shaoxuan touched his nose and followed behind them in a gray manner.

Jiang Jinyu knew that it was a trap, but she couldn't deliberately play the wrong thing in front of the palace, so she had to pluck the strings at will and play a song "Qingping Le", which only played fifty percent of the usual level. He was just so angry by Lin Shaoxuan's words that he actually popped a quiet and tactful song out of the sound of Sen Ran's killing.

After a while, Jinyu stopped playing, got up and returned to his seat. There are many people here who are good at music and rhythm, and they can naturally appreciate the artistic conception of his songs, but Jiang Jinyu's poems were specially selected after Zheng Qi was selected.

Lin Shaoxuan often listened to him stroke the piano, so he could naturally hear the difference. He quietly craned his neck and said silently: "Tonight is miserable!" ”