Concubine Rong was dressed in a gorgeous plum-colored palace dress, with her slightly alienated temperament, sitting on the main seat of the palace, looking particularly noble and gorgeous among the women, the palace grandmother carefully presented the poems of the nobles, Concubine Rong took it casually, and smiled at the women present: "Feiluan invited some young ladies to compose poems, let me be a judge, and ask me for a prize, it is really childlike." ”

"The county lord of Feiluan is the youngest daughter of Marquis Rui, and it is inevitable to love a little more, so that the county lord of Feiluan can have the pure and innocent temperament he has now." The one who spoke was an old lady who was nearly sixty years old, she was the wife of Zhu Taishi, a member of the first rank of the dynasty, and she was the most senior among the women here.

Concubine Rong didn't say anything after hearing this, and began to look at the poems written by the daughters of these boudoirs, and after reading for a few quarters of an hour, she picked out a few well-written ones and passed them to a few people here, and asked them to comment on them and pick the best one.

The ladies of each family carefully looked at several works and compared them carefully, and Dongyang, the personal palace maid beside Concubine Rong, came from outside and whispered a few words to Concubine Rong, Concubine Rong raised her eyebrows, and then said to the people present: "Everyone watch first, I will come when I go." Everyone stood up to send them off.

Concubine Rong went to the apse and said to Dongyang: "Why did the emperor come here at this time?" ”

Dongyang hurriedly replied: "Back to Niangniang, Father-in-law Chang said that the emperor decided suddenly, and he may just come to see Niangniang's flower-viewing banquet on a whim." ”

After hearing this, Concubine Rong relaxed a little, and when she walked to the apse, she saluted the emperor without waves: "The emperor is well." ”

The emperor gave a handful of help: "Get up, it's just that I finally have time to take a look at what flowers you have in this 'flower appreciation banquet'." ”

"I said, it's almost lunchtime, how could the emperor come to me, it turned out to be to see the 'flowers', what? The emperor also wants to pick one back? Concubine Rong knew that the "flowers" that the emperor said were not real flowers, but used flowers as a metaphor for those nobles who had not yet left the cabinet, so she took the opportunity to ridicule the emperor if he wanted to add a few newcomers to the harem. There are few people in the entire palace who ridicule the emperor, which shows that Concubine Rong's status in the emperor's heart is different.

The emperor laughed when he heard Concubine Rong's words: "I'm old, what kind of flowers do you still enjoy, you always speak so straight." ”

"The emperor knows, I just have this temperament, I can't change it anyway, and what's the point of the emperor talking to others every day about so many detours."

"That's right, it's good for you to do this, and it's easier for me to talk to you. What do you think? Is there a young lady who can get into your eyes today? ”

"I see that there are a few okay, but the emperor has just set a concubine for Ah Yi, how can this side concubine wait for a while, I'll take a look."

"Well, too, you can take your time at the second concubine, what about the fifth? He has been at the border for many years, and now it's time to marry a concubine. ”

Speaking of Rong Chengyao, Concubine Rong paused, straightened the broken hair in her ear and said to the emperor: "Although the fifth child has lived in my palace for a few years, he is not close to me, although he should call me my mother in name, but who knows the actual situation, except for you and Ah Yi, he can listen to a little, who can say about him, I can't interfere with who his concubine is, or you can watch it yourself." ”

The emperor knew that Concubine Rong would say this: "What you said, although he didn't call your mother concubine, didn't he call my father the emperor, he has a knot in his heart, why bother to be serious, then you should at least give me a range, you can't let me go to understand it one by one." ”

Concubine Rong said casually: "What does it matter if he shouts or not, I don't care, it's not that I don't have a son, besides, I didn't raise him as a son, and I didn't expect him to treat me like a son." ”

The emperor said helplessly: "You always say that you are not good to him, but looking at the harem, I only dare to put him in your palace, and it is good that you are willing to shelter him for six years." ”

"Okay, it's not the first time the emperor has said this, so there is no need to say it. Oh, by the way, just now Feiluan invited some young ladies to compose poems, don't you always say that you can meet people from poetry? I'll show you a look, maybe there's a daughter-in-law you can look at? ”

The emperor was not annoyed by the interruption, but nodded obediently, and then instructed Chang Gonggong behind him: "Okay, go and get it." ”

In a few moments, all the poems were handed over to the emperor, who saw them quickly, almost all of them glanced at them and put them aside, and after an occasional pause, he still shook his head and put them down, until the emperor suddenly stopped when there was not much paper left in his hand, and did not continue to turn for a long time. The emperor stared at it with a solemn face and looked at it for a while and asked Father-in-law Chang, "Who is this?" ”

Father-in-law Chang took the palace grandmother who collected the poems to take it, and after reading it, he said to the emperor: "Back to the emperor, it was written by Miss Su Jin'an, the third lady of the third room of the Su family." ”

"Su Jin'an?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"It's her—"

"What, the emperor knows?" Concubine Rong saw that the emperor seemed to know this Su Jin'an.

The emperor waved his hand: "I don't know, how can I know a boudoir woman, it is her father Su Mu, the leader of the guard army of my new mention, and the bookworms of the Su family, somehow there is such a strange force, but this person has some strength." ”

The emperor glanced at the two-line poem in his hand again: "I didn't expect his daughter to be a little interesting." ”

Concubine Rong was curious about what kind of poem attracted the emperor's interest, leaned over and glanced at the poem in the emperor's hand, and then said very puzzled: "This poem has only written two sentences, and it is not very neat in the battle, and there is no special meaning, it can't be regarded as a poem, how can the emperor like such a poem?" ”

The emperor did not answer Concubine Rong's question, but slowly read out the only two lines of poetry on the paper: "The flowers bloom on the Mo, but they can return slowly." ”

"The concubine still thinks that Feiluan's 'Huanhua' is good, the rhetoric is beautiful, the battle is neat, and it has deep meaning, I am going to give Feiluan this color!"

The emperor didn't raise his head after hearing Concubine Rong's words, still looking at the poems in his hand and said slowly to Concubine Rong: "Yes, then you will give Feiluan." ”

Concubine Rong was about to answer, when she heard the emperor continue to speak: "However, I think these two poems are very good, Chang Li, give her a pot of green calyx." ”

Concubine Rong and Father-in-law Chang were shocked, isn't that a very precious flower for the emperor? I also deliberately found someone to cultivate a lot, but there are still not many who survived. However, it was only for a moment that Concubine Rong and Father-in-law Chang recovered, and Father-in-law Chang was instructed: "Yes, the slave will do it." ”

Concubine Rong looked at the emperor who still hadn't looked up and said, "It seems that the emperor is really interested in these two poems, and even the green calyx is willing to give it away." ”

The emperor didn't answer, and changed the subject: "It's time for lunch, you can delay here for some time, go and preside over the banquet." ”

Concubine Rong obediently didn't continue to say anything, and got up to leave: "Yes, the concubine will go back first, and the emperor will take care of himself." ”