Chapter 171

At this time, there was a voice.

"It seems that the rumors outside are true indeed. The third prince has children."

"Look at the face of Princess Yuehai. It's almost dark."

"Why does the third prince even choose a concubine with this child? It's not a commoner, or just brought back. No one knows who the mother is, but she dotes on her. If anyone marries in the future, how can it be good? It's not easy to be a stepmother. If you are a common son, you are just a favored one. You don't know how to deal with the difficulties of the next three princesses. "

The two young ladies sitting next to the Liu's seat in the Zhou's seat were speaking. They sang together, but the voice was not loud. But Liu Wei's seat was just close to the two people, so she could hear clearly.

Hearing the words, Liu Wei raises her head again and looks at Rong Ling.

The man is dressed in a black robe, which is extraordinary. His strong waist is wearing a long sword. The whole body of the sword is dark, and the prosperous lines on the scabbard are like some totem left in ancient times.

Liu Wei has seen this sword many times, but never as carefully as now.

Or from this point of view, this man, so matched with this sword, is quite different from what we have seen in the past.

Liu Wei takes back his sight and knows that he can't see any more. Although he doesn't know why, Liu Wei subconsciously feels that it's going to be bad to see again.

After a while, the men all arrived. The prince and the empress asked for their peace. Then they went forward and sat on the seat beside the empress.

Other people are in the eunuch's traction, sitting in different grade seats.

After sitting down, the queen asked the prince, "how about your fifth brother?"

The prince said, "I've had too much. Let him have a rest."

The Queen's face is not good: "you allow him to get drunk? Don't know what day it is today? "

The prince looked at his mother's wife, and then looked at the women's dependents below. He said, "no matter whether he comes or not, the mother has no choice. What's the difference?"

The queen frowned and looked at her son, but the prince turned away and looked elsewhere.

The empress did not know if it was an illusion. She always felt that the prince had just said that, and she had some grudges.

The queen pondered, and suddenly asked, "how is ya'er?"

"Prince light way:" these days body is better, but fetal position is a bit unsteady, too doctor says, unfavorable move more

"This is her first child. You should accompany her more."

The prince said casually, "today is not the time to talk about family affairs. Mother and empress should start soon."

The queen turned her eyes away and looked at the people below. At last, her eyes fell on Liu Xiaoli and frowned: "how did he bring the child?"

The prince didn't speak. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

The queen frowned and looked at her son, sighed at last, and said to her head, "this is a time when flowers are blooming. Girls of all families are flower lovers. If you don't start with flowers."

Said the queen, she raised her hand to the tree Zhen.

Tree Zhen picked a osmanthus from below and handed it to the empress.

The queen put the flower to the tip of her nose, sniffed it, nodded, and said, "if it's really sweet, then someone would like to write a poem for it, and it won't be wasted. The flowers can be folded."

As soon as the Queen's voice fell, she began to talk to each other. Finally, a man in a jade face and blue robe stood up and said in a loud voice, "if you are not able to do so, I will make a fool of myself and ask the empress for her advice."

The queen raised her hand to signal that he could start.

The young man looked up at the surrounding osmanthus trees, smelled the fragrance of the flowers in the air, his eyes were misty, as if immersed in the sea of flowers, and slowly said: "the fragrance of the vegetable curls up in the world, and the delicate color makes people whisper, if not the beauty laughs, how can it be called Mingyan."

The voice fell, and there was a clap all around.

The queen handed the twig to the tree screen, and the tree screen took it. Holding the twig, she came down to the young man and offered it up.

The blue robed childe took the osmanthus, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and said, "since it was given by the Queen's mother, I borrowed it to offer it to Buddha. Please give it to Miss Zhou's second daughter."

Miss Zhou Jiaer, who was sitting not far away from Liu Wei, heard the words and smiled. She obviously knew the young man. She sent the flower to Shuzhen, and she put the flower on the record table under the envious eyes of many people. Her face was red.

The son of blue robe sat down, and his eyes slowly overflowed.

In fact, with so many people sitting, who can't improvise? But he is fast. Whether the poem is well done or not, he won the Queen's first prize.

It's worth it.

Blue Pao thought so, and looked at the second miss of the Zhou family. He thought that with this situation, it would be easier for his family to propose to the Zhou family.

His family is several levels lower than the Zhou family. If he wants to marry higher, he must plan more.

Yu wenminxin was also stirred up by some interest. She said in Liu Wei's ear, "sister Wei'er, I also have a poem here. Do you want me to read it too?"Although there is a man who has read poetry before, but the woman has not. Yu wenminxin is a little shy. I don't know if I should get up and show off.

In fact, so many women gathered today, even if it was not for family affairs, one did not want to be compared by others, fighting for it, but also wanted to be the most into the eyes of the queen.

Liu Wei doesn't know what Yu wenminxin asked her to do. If she misses, she will read it. If she doesn't, she won't read it. There's no need to get tangled up.

Wen Minxin is not too much of a tangled temperament. Just now a piece of music can be tossed for such a long time. Liu Wei said, "read your poems to me."

Yu Wenqian hears and pulls Yu wenminxin's sleeve to remind him not to say anything.

Where do you read your own poems to outsiders? If she finished reading, Liu Wei would get up and read for herself. If she made such a show, wouldn't it be plain to complete others?

But in fact, Yu wenminxin's poetry is not good, so she is not afraid of others' stealing. In addition, she trusts Liu Wei, so she pulls back her sleeve, regardless of her aunt, and reads the poem to Liu Wei.

When Wen Minxin finished reading, Yu Wenqian's face was dark. He was afraid that Liu Wei might have a bad idea.

Liu Wei didn't care about Wen Qian's careful eyes at all. She just remembered Yu Minxin's poem. She thought about it in her heart. How to evaluate it so as not to beat people to death!

Liu Wei can't write poems, but he knows a lot about Chinese classical literature, so although Liu Wei can't write poems, he is a person who can taste poems.

Qingyun country is not the real ancient China, that is, there are no Tang, song, yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, of course, there are no historical celebrities, not to mention those handed down masterpieces.

To Liu Wei, Yu wenminxin's verse is rougher than that of the blue robed young man just now. The little daughter's meaning is too clear, and it's hard to climb the hall of elegance. But Yu wenminxin's trust is too heavy, so Liu Wei can't bear to criticize too much.

When Liu Wei was slightly entangled, Liu Yao was also struggling to compose poems over there, but Liu Yao couldn't make them, and just heard Yu wenminxin's work, so she got up and said to the empress in front: "Niang, there is one for the little girl. I hope that Niang can appreciate it."