After the emperor came to the spacious venue prepared by Leng Yu in advance and sat down, everyone also sat down one after another according to their official positions in the court and their respective families.

Leng Yu and Luo Lan took the children to sit on the right side of the emperor, and Liu Dechang's family sat next to them.

After Leng Xi left for a while, he hurried back, he took Yu Qiaoqiao and Xiaobao to sit on the left side of the emperor, and there was a place left for Leng Ming next to them.

The rest of the ministers and their families also found their respective positions, and at this time, Leng Yu nodded to Liu Xi, and Liu Xi shouted at the top of his voice:

"Now I invite the princes and ladies of the Yu and Xi princes to perform their respective talents."

As soon as Liu Xi's words fell, Luo Lan nodded to Huaiyu, Huaiyu stood up with a serious face, came to the person, bowed down, and said solemnly:

"I wish the emperor a happy Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, today I prepared a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival, called "Water Tune Song Head", my mother said, this poem is from the Song Dynasty famous Su Shi, I hope the emperor can like it."

The emperor nodded again and again with satisfaction.

In the past, the emperor had never liked Huaiyu because of Leng Yun, but in recent years, under the education of Luo Lan and Leng Yu, he could no longer see Leng Yun's shadow at all, so the emperor loved this grandson a little more.

Huaiyu put one hand behind his back, followed the example of Mr., raised his chin slightly, and the poems flowed out of his mouth like flowing water.

"Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking Dadan, drunk, this work, and pregnant with a child.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world

……”

Huaiyu's serious reading of poetry made Luo Lan feel very gratified, this child is smart and studious, but he is a little less courageous than An An and Lele.

"Okay."

Until he heard Huaiyu finish reading the poem, the emperor clapped his hands, nodded happily, and turned back to Liu Xi and instructed:

"Liu Xi, pass on my will, Tengda can read this poem with emotion, it can be called a classic, there is a reward, and it will be rewarded with Princess Yu."

Do you have a reward?

Hearing this, Luo Lan got up happily, bowed back and thanked him:

"Thank you father, my son is flattered."

The emperor waved his hand and said with a smile:

"This kid has been educated so well by you, I deserve to reward you."

Huaiyu hurriedly stroked the hem of his clothes, knelt on his knees,

"Thank you Grandpa Huang for the reward, thank you Dad and Mother for your teachings, and wish Grandpa Huang every day in the future as happy as today."

"Good, good ......"

While the emperor nodded his head again and again, his face was a little ruddy.

Next is An An's dance session, I saw two girls carry the piano to Luo Lan, Luo Lan gently plucked the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano slowly came out from between her fingers like gurgling water.

With the sound of music, An An pointed to the ground on her toes, dressed in a water-green long dress, facing the wind, like a fairy descending on the world, came to the person, gently flicked her sleeves, and began to dance.

A water sleeve dance not only made the emperor look at this little girl with admiration, but also amazed everyone present.

While dancing, her gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep to Leng Xi's side, her innocent eyes, when facing Leng Xi, always became extremely sharp, so that Leng Xi saw it, hurriedly dodged, and seemed not to dare to look directly at her.

Leng Xi always felt that the little girl's eyes seemed to reveal something that he was afraid of others knowing.

He also found that this little girl would look at him with unusual eyes every time, could it be that she really knew something?

He suddenly realized that this little girl might become a stumbling block to his future achievements, and it seemed that he needed to be ruthless and kill her.

An An's dance was also praised by the emperor, and the emperor also rewarded her.

The last one to appear was Lele, he wrote an atmospheric Mid-Autumn Festival poem in front of everyone, Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan", the moment he put the pen down, he gently dried the ink on the paper, Xiao Lingzi and Xiao Shuangzi came to the person together, and lifted the pair of words.

Seeing this pair of words, the emperor applauded even more,

"Lele, this kid not only plays chess well, but also writes this word well, which is a must, there are many rewards, many rewards."

"Thank you Grandpa Miaozan, Lele will definitely make persistent efforts and study hard."

Listening to the emperor's praise for Leng Yu's three children, Leng Xi's fingers were tightly pinched in the palm of his hand.

It seems that this time, Xiaobao is going to show his timidity in front of people.

Xiaobao had just returned from Shangshu Mansion, and he only learned the news that his mother interceded for him two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and his father allowed him to enter the palace for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Therefore, Xiaobao has almost no preparation, even if he is prepared, compared to these three children who are praised by the emperor, they are obviously much inferior.

At this moment, Liu Xi stepped forward, raised his voice and said:

"Next, please invite the little prince of Xiwangfu to show his talent in Leng Tengyue."

Xiaobao glanced up at Yu Qiaoqiao, and Yu Qiaoqiao nodded at him hurriedly,

"Xiaobao, my mother believes in you, you are the best, go ahead."

"Wait......"

When Xiaobao was about to leave, Leng Xi stopped him, and Yu Qiaoqiao reminded softly with some concern:

"In front of the emperor, don't embarrass the child, if you have something to say, go home and say."

Leng Xi didn't pay attention to Yu Qiaoqiao at all, but took two steps forward and came to Xiaobao, Xiaobao raised his head and looked at him timidly.

"Manly, will be will, will not just say it, this is not ashamed, instead of showing cowardice in front of others, it is better to have the courage to admit your own shortcomings."

While saying the words of blame, he helped Xiaobao tidy up his somewhat messy collar.

Obviously, he didn't have much hope for Xiaobao, or rather, he felt that Xiaobao would be embarrassed this time.

Father's words made Xiaobao's face suddenly flush, he looked at Leng Xi, and wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth.

"Go ahead!"

Leng Xi waved his hand at him in disappointment, Xiaobao glanced at him, turned his head to look at Yu Qiaoqiao, and then strode in front of everyone.

The emperor looked at Xiaobao and asked with a smile in his eyes:

"Xiaobao, what talent have you prepared today? My brothers and sisters are very good, and you can't let Grandpa Huang down. ”

The emperor's tone was a little gentle, and his expression was a little kind, which made Xiaobao a little surprised.

In the past, when the imperial grandfather faced him, he rarely gave him a good face, what happened today?

The emperor's actions were not only unexpected by Xiaobao, but also by Leng Xi and Yu Qiaoqiao.

Probably only Liu Xi knows that during the period when the emperor was seriously ill, he understood many things and saw through many things, in his eyes, the children of his Leng family must be quite good, if Xiaobao can't perform particularly well, the emperor will be furious, and even turn his face immediately.

Xiaobao clasped his hands into fists and replied respectfully:

"Grandpa Huang, my brothers and sisters are dancing, writing, and chanting, Xiaobao will paint a portrait of Grandpa Huang today!"

"You know how to draw?"

The emperor looked at him with puzzled eyes, "When did you learn it?" ”

"If you go back to the emperor's grandfather, I learned it at my grandmother's house."

Leng Xi also looked at Yu Qiaoqiao with some surprise, Xiaobao can draw? How can he, a father, not know?

But then he began to worry, if Xiaobao's portrait is not good enough today, his father will definitely be unhappy, and with those three children as a comparison, Xiaobao's status in his father's heart will definitely plummet, which will inevitably affect his father.

Thinking of this, he whispered to Qiaoqiao:

"You asked the child to paint a portrait of his father?"

Yu Qiaoqiao didn't look at him sideways, nor did she answer him, but only gave him an indifferent look.

Leng Xi saw that Yu Qiaoqiao didn't care about himself, and he was instantly angry, and at the same time, Xiaobao had already spread out the pen and paper and began to draw......