Chapter Seventy-Nine: Offering Poems
But I really can't dance.
Meng Xiangrong saw that Meng combed his eyebrows and didn't speak for a long time, and deliberately said, "Sister, is she unwilling to dance to the emperor?" ”
Before she could come up with an excuse to be able to round the field, Jing Qicheng stood up from the banquet, knelt down in front of the emperor and said that he wanted to ask for guilt.
The emperor is puzzled, why should a good person ask for guilt?
Jing Qicheng knelt on the ground and said: "I have already made an agreement with Mei'er that she will only dance for me in this life, so I hope that my father will confess, and my son is willing to accept the guilt for her." ”
As soon as these words came out, the women present only felt moved in their hearts.
It is said that Wang Jingqicheng is addicted to wine and sings every night, but now it seems that he is definitely a good man with dedication.
can make such a prince pay attention, one can imagine how stunning Meng is to comb his eyebrows.
Everyone didn't know for a while whether they should envy Jing Qicheng or Meng comb.
The emperor laughed, their husband and wife are deeply in love, what is the crime?
"I am relieved to see that your husband and wife are so affectionate."
The more he looked at this daughter-in-law, the more satisfied he became, he had always been worried about Jing Qicheng, and felt sorry for the deceased Concubine Jing, and now it was great to have Meng Comb to help him restrain this son.
Meng Xiangrong didn't expect Jing Qicheng to stand up and help Meng comb his eyebrows and speak, he was not angry, he had dug this pit with great difficulty, how could she let her escape easily.
Meng Combrows looked at her sister's expression and knew that she would definitely not let herself go easily, so she also stood up and said that although she couldn't dance, she was willing to sing a poem, which should be regarded as a cheer for everyone.
Several scholars of the Hanlin Academy present were all leaders in the poetry world, and when they heard that Princess Chen was going to compose poems, they all felt that it should be no more than Erer.
"Since Mei'er wants to sing a poem, then I will use the piano to make it together."
The palace man carried the piano and placed it in front of Jing Qicheng, he plucked the strings, and motioned for Meng to comb his eyebrows and start.
She silently said sorry to Su Shi in her heart, she really had to do it, so she had to plagiarize your old man's masterpiece.
"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky."
As soon as this sentence came out, the old pedants who were still a little contemptuous of Meng Combing immediately nodded in admiration, which was really a good sentence.
Jing Qicheng's piano sound is clear and melodious, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky and this water tune song head, it is simply that this song can only be heard in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times.
"I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is too cold."
Meng comb's eyebrows were frustrated with yin and yang, which coincided with Jingqi Chengqin's music, and people couldn't help but follow her poems and have a sense of resonance.
When she finished the last sentence, I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together, several scholars couldn't help but applaud.
"I really didn't expect the princess to have such talent."
Scholar Gu was really impressed by Meng Comb, and couldn't stop praising her.
This poem is really the first word of the month chanted throughout the ages.
She will feel a little weak when she is praised by others, there is no way, if she doesn't do this, it is estimated that she will definitely make a fool of herself today, and she can only be sorry for Su Shi once.
This song shocked everyone far more than Meng Xiangrong's dance.
For a while, everyone was impressed by Meng Comb.
And the emperor looked at Jing Qicheng who was playing the piano, and his eyes flashed slightly.
When she met Concubine Jing at the beginning of the year, she sat under the pear blossom tree and played the piano, with beautiful eyes and a clever smile.
It's a pity that the palace is the least nourishing place.
"It seems that Princess Chen has come out on top today."
The queen smiled and looked at Meng and asked her what reward she wanted.
She knelt on the ground in a proper manner and said that she only wished that the emperor and the queen would be healthy, and that would be her greatest blessing.
"Yes, you are very filial and sensible, but you are indeed the most outstanding of the nobles today, if you don't reward you, it will be stingy."
The emperor is happy today, as long as Meng combs his eyebrows and speaks, he will reward him no matter what it is.
But Meng combs his eyebrows and really doesn't want anything now.
She thought about it for a moment and asked if she could save her wish first and wait until she thought of what she wanted.
"Haha, sure enough, it's the same temperament as Cheng'er, just say whatever you want."
The emperor granted what Meng combed his eyebrows and requested.
She returned to her seat and quietly said thank you to Jing Qicheng, if he hadn't helped her today, she would probably have been seen as a joke.
"You are my princess, and I will naturally protect you."
Mu Anxuan snorted and said to Mu Qingyan beside her: "I thought this Meng Xiangrong was very capable, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that." ”
If she hadn't begged herself, saying that as long as she brought her, she would definitely make Meng comb her eyebrows and lose face, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered with other people's affairs.
Who knew that it didn't make Meng comb his eyebrows ugly, but instead made her stand out, and she was really angry.
Meng combed her eyebrows and yawned and asked Jing Qicheng how long it would take for the palace banquet to end, she was already sleepy.
"At least, it's time to be a child."
The palace door of the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year's Eve is not locked, and the courtiers do not have to go to court tomorrow, but will accompany the emperor to admire the moon and pray for blessings tonight.
Aren't they sleepy?
A normal routine is especially important for good health.
She was really a little tired, and Jing Qicheng saw that she was listless, so it was good for her to go to the back garden to take a walk and blow the wind.
Meng combed his eyebrows and walked to a place where no one was around, stretched his waist, and sat all the time, his waist stiffened.
She shook her body and moved, and suddenly saw a dark shadow on the ground.
"It's me, don't be afraid."
Meng combed his eyebrows and turned around, it turned out to be Shen Moran.
He had just seen Meng comb his eyebrows leave the table, so he followed.
I haven't seen her for the past few days, and Shen Moran seems to have lost a little weight.
"I see that the prince is very good to you, so I am relieved."
After a while, he said that he now lives in the mansion in the capital, and has planted a lot of peach blossoms that she used to like, and when the peach blossoms are in full bloom next year, she can come and see them.
"Actually, I don't like peach blossoms anymore."
Meng combed his eyebrows and smiled and took a step back, this night is dark and windy, they are lonely and widowed talking here, so they should be a little more avoidant.
Shen Moran smiled bitterly, yes, I don't know when, everything she likes has changed.
If he had taken her away in the first place, wouldn't he have been sad today?
Meng Combrow knew that he was not a bad person, but he was a little too indecisive.
"I believe that the prince of the county will definitely ask to marry the woman he likes, and she will definitely be very good to you."
She bowed, she had been out long enough, and it was time to go back.
Just as she was about to say goodbye, a scream suddenly came from not far away, which seemed to be a woman's voice.
This scream broke the peace at the palace banquet.