Ye Zhenzhen was taken aback by Emperor Daqing's actions, but a smile still bloomed on her face, maybe what a man can envy is this hearty and informal.

Gonggong Gao was holding a tray with three wine glasses in it, all of which were used by the emperor, and Ye Zhenzhen was a little at a loss for a while.

"Don't worry, if I tell you to use it, you can use it."

Emperor Daqing saw Ye Zhenzhen's restraint, so he smiled heartily and said very casually.

Ye Zhenzhen was not reluctant, I saw her pick up a cup and pour it directly, a spicy spicy slowly surged up, and then into her heart, a sloppy taste stimulated her taste buds.

"The second half is ......"

"A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan. Qiangguan is full of frost ......"

"People don't sleep, and the general's white hair is crying!"

Xu is wine is strong and courageous, Ye Zhenzhen drank this wine, and couldn't help but give birth to a lot of ambition and pride, only to see her swing a big pen, a simple smile, and an impassioned chanting.

Although she didn't write the words herself, she felt very catchy when she read it now, and she didn't have to think about it, and she didn't have to think about it.

"Good words! Good words indeed! ”

Emperor Daqing looked at Ye Zhenzhen, who had drunk wine and was a little crazy, his eyes were shining, and he praised him unconsciously.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the courtiers are ugly."

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly became serious, only to see that she hurriedly straightened out her clothes, saluted Emperor Daqing's very respectful Weifu, and said very respectfully.

"When others see autumn, they are all some common sayings, your poem is set in autumn, the tone is sonorous and powerful, and it has the style of a general, which makes people feel like they are in the realm of autumn soldiers on the battlefield, which is really magnificent."

Emperor Daqing was happy in his heart, and soon told everyone present about his feelings, and his eyes showed a little admiration for Ye Zhenzhen.

Emperor Daqing was very surprised by Ye Zhenzhen's actions, first she became famous all over the world in the name of a businessman, and then attracted these sons to her radially, and the harem was not peaceful for a day, and even more so, she was sometimes extremely smart, and she was by no means an ordinary woman's submissiveness, which really made Emperor Daqing have to look sideways.

"Courtiers are showing, this is just something I just thought of randomly."

Ye Zhenzhen understands that the poems written by literati are not used to have any major problems, and they are also appreciated by others, so she has to be humble and suppress the limelight.

Ye Zhenzhen's words are correct and round, so that the literati present have applied colors to her, and some people have jumped out for her without hesitation.

"The name of the talented woman of the county lord of Ning'an is really worthy of the name, if this is just the county lord's temporary work, we are really ashamed to see the sky."

"Thank you for the compliment."

When Ye Zhenzhen heard this, she hurriedly blessed him, lowered her head and responded implicitly.

Compared with Ye Zhenzhen, who was heroic and passionate just now, at this moment she seems to be well-behaved and has the demeanor of everyone, and the two faces in front of her make people really full of desire to explore.

"Does this poem have a name?"

"Fisherman's Pride - Autumn Thought."

Ye Zhenzhen replied very humbly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Qiu Si, it's really the right time."

"A name is also a good name."

At the banquet, everyone was talking about each word, Ye Zhenzhen was a little ashamed, she couldn't imagine that the literati had such a high status in the eyes of everyone.

"A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, it is said that this cup of wine is given by me, it is really surprising, you drank this glass of wine, and immediately made a lower rhyme, and there was no stagnation at all, it can be seen that the spring thoughts are surging, and it is also very powerful on weekdays."

"Can you tell me why you do that?"

Emperor Daqing pulled Ye Zhenzhen and blindly discussed this poem with her, and for a while he couldn't take care of such a banquet with complicated etiquette.

"Back to the emperor, King Mu served the emperor, and went to exchange for my Daqing soldiers, the courtiers thought about this, and inevitably overflowed with feelings for the family and country, and then led to here, which is really ugly."

"The words of the courtiers are too sad and disturb your interest, and they really shouldn't be."

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes rolled, and suddenly Nangong Mu's face appeared in her mind, she sneered, and then replied without pretentiousness.

Others may feel that there is nothing, and Emperor Daqing, who is immersed in the joy of searching, has sunk his face.

The soldiers of Daqing are still in the hands of the Yan people, and even a little woman like Ye Zhenzhen knows her heart to the people, he actually ignored Nangong Mu's contribution, and felt guilty for a while for the joy he was looking for.

"Your Majesty, even if the eldest prince is not in the same place as us, he must feel that if the end of the world is next to each other, the emperor does not have to worry too much."

Seeing the joy of Emperor Daqing's gradual disappearance, Ye Zhenzhen felt that her goal had been achieved, so she hurriedly relieved.

"I'm so surprised today, I think the county lord of Ning'an has the best poems, do you have any opinions?"

Hearing Ye Zhenzhen's words without the slightest blame, Emperor Daqing's mood gradually turned around, and then he said to the guests.

At the banquet, there was no sound, no one dared to refute Emperor Daqing's words, Emperor Daqing was happy to see such a scene, and immediately came to the conclusion that Ye Zhenzhen came out on top.

From the moment Nangong Mu left, Ye Zhenzhen knew that this was a trick of Concubine De in the palace, since she worked hard to promote Nangong Mu, Ye Zhenzhen naturally wanted to make this hard work clear.

Now Emperor Daqing feels guilty about Nangong Mu, and he will definitely be rewarded in every way when he comes back, not to mention that his status is as stable as Mount Tai.

The father and son, who had made some unpleasant trouble about Princess Yunmeng before, can get rid of their previous suspicions just because of a poem, and Ye Zhenzhen also feels that such a deal is not a loss.

"Zhenzhen, I knew that you must have won, I just saw that you were not energetic, and I thought you were not feeling well."

Ye Zhenzhen received the gift and turned back to her seat, Shangguan Yiyi couldn't wait to hold Ye Zhenzhen's arm, and then there was a burst of joy.

"A work of arising."

Ye Zhenzhen smiled lightly at Shangguan Yiyi, and after handing over the reward to her, she sat quietly in her seat.

This time, her reputation was even more sensational than the last time, and from time to time, someone would throw eyes at her, and Ye Zhenzhen gradually felt a little uneasy to be stared at by these gazes.

"Hui'er, Ye Zhenzhen is not an ordinary woman, you listen to the ...... of the concubine"

Concubine De has a new insight into Ye Zhenzhen today, she is indeed extraordinary, always unexpected, I don't know how many skills in my hands have not been revealed, if Nangong Hui has enveloped Ye Zhenzhen, this will definitely be a great help to him.

"Mother...... I'm afraid that's not good. ”

Concubine De muttered close to Nangong Hui's ear for a while, and Nangong Hui glanced at the calm Ye Zhenzhen, and then opened her mouth to ask rhetorically.

"How can you catch her, don't worry, the mother concubine will take care of everything for you."

Concubine De frowned, reprimanded Nangong Hui quite dissatisfied, and then a trace of calculation crossed her eyes, and then she stopped talking.

There were still two glasses of wine given by Emperor Daqing, and Ye Zhenzhen felt a little tired of being stared at by others, so she simply drank both glasses.

After the banquet was looser, the banquet was full of joy, and those literati finally had the opportunity to contact Ye Zhenzhen, so they hurriedly came forward to talk to her.

"The county lord, I am polite, I just heard the words of the county lord, I only feel that I have a great understanding, there is no language table in the next, I salute the county lord for a cup."

"Please."

Although Ye Zhenzhen has some reputation, she still respects literati and ink writers very much, after all, this is the highest level of thought representative of a country, and the two of them drink in a cup.

Everyone came over, and they were not crowded, and they talked to Ye Zhenzhen one by one, and Ye Zhenzhen told everyone a lot of her own concepts, which were novel and conclusive.

Everyone poured Ye Zhenzhen a glass of wine, although she drank well, she gradually felt that her face was flushed and her eyelids were very heavy.

"Thank you for your kindness, my sister doesn't drink well enough to drink anymore."

Shangguan Yi watched from the side, Princess Xiaoyao glanced at her, and then saw that she hurriedly got up to support Ye Zhenzhen, and then refused with the others with an apologetic face.

"It's okay, it's my rude today."

They are all people who know the etiquette, and they all saluted Ye Zhenzhen, and after seeing her return the salute with difficulty, they each returned to their positions.

"Zhenzhen, are you alright?"

Shangguan Yiyi supported Ye Zhenzhen, who was a little unsteady, and asked with a sad face.

"I'm bored, let's go to the stern of the boat and blow the wind."

Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, and a feeling of dizziness came up, and she said to Shangguan Yiyi.

After saying goodbye to the princess, the two of them walked towards the stern of the boat.

Halfway through, I suddenly heard a piano sound behind me, which was melodious and drifting far away along the wind, which made people feel refreshed.

"The sound of this piano is so good that people are fascinated by it."

Ye Zhenzhen was in a trance, the wind whistling in her ears, and the hollow and melodious sound of the piano, made her feel that the tiredness had almost dissipated.

Finally arrived at the stern, there were few personnel, Ye Zhenzhen only felt relaxed and happy, and the breath of breath in her heart seemed to be relieved.

"I'll go get you an incense burner, smell it and relieve your fatigue, and you will feel better."

Shangguan Yiyi saw that her face was crimson, and she couldn't help but worry, so after putting Ye Zhenzhen in the stern of the boat, she turned around and went back to get the incense burner, and told Qingju to get some hangover soup for Ye Zhenzhen.

The sound of the piano gradually soothed, and when it was about to be at the bottom, it shook fiercely, and the momentum was like a rainbow, which made Ye Zhenzhen fall in love and frown.

A sadness poured into her heart, and Ye Zhenzhen's calm mood was also teased by it, only to see her sigh, leaning on the stern of the boat, looking at the ripples emerging layer by layer on the water, and was suddenly stunned.

In the distance, a slight sound of footsteps came towards her, softly like the sound of fallen leaves blown by the wind, Ye Zhenzhen was intoxicated with her emotions and the burning sensation of being entangled in spirits, and did not notice everything behind her.

The wind blew up the broken hair in her ears, making her whole person drift in the morning breeze, as if there was a feeling of being outside, like duckweed, but it made people feel peaceful and open-minded.

This is a rare sense of relaxation that Ye Zhenzhen has had recently.