Halfway through the banquet, falling flowers floated in the gurgling water in front of my eyes, which was too beautiful to behold.
Everyone looked upstream along the direction the petals came from, and saw a few court ladies next to Emperor Ning carrying flower baskets and spreading flowers, as if in a fairyland.
Emperor Ning smiled and said to Xunchi: "Medical God, banquets and banquets are boring, so naturally I want to have some fun. I want to follow the example of the song in the preface of the Lanting Pavilion, what do you think?"
Seeing that all the things that should be arranged have been arranged, Xunchi was happy, so he nodded.
It is not difficult to play with these children.
Curved water flowing
The people below talked about this game, and only then did they understand why Emperor Ning set up the Spring Banquet by the river.
Isn't this small river the best prop for Qushui Liushang
Emperor Ning cleared his throat, "I will put a glass of wine on the lotus leaves, and whoever the wine floats to will stop, and that person will compose a poem. What do you think?"
Everyone here is the most valuable person in Dongling, and I dare not talk about other talents, but such trivial things as composing poems are still possible.
If he could show his talents in front of Emperor Ning, he might even get a chance to be promoted to a noble rank, but everyone was eager to try, and they all said it was a good idea.
Gu Huaijiang cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, isn't this embarrassing the minister? The minister only knows how to kill on the battlefield, how can he know how to recite poems and compose poems?"
"Don't be humble, don't I know you yet? You have always taught the soldiers under your command to take care of reading in addition to martial arts. How can you not understand? Besides, you are ambushed around you, so I am not afraid of you making a fool of yourself." !"
Emperor Ning laughed, and ordered people to put the lotus leaves into the river, and he put the wine cup into the leaves with his own hands.
As soon as he let go, the large emerald green lotus leaves slowly floated up on the surface of the water.
In spring, the water flow was gentle, and the lotus leaf floated slowly, from in front of Xunchi to in front of Gu Shubai and the others, without any intention of stopping.
When it floated in front of Yin Jizheng, she spun around for a while and then stopped.
The eyes of all the people in the house fell on Yin Jigui.
We all know that Yin Yan has such a daughter, but not many people have met Yin Jizheng, and she keeps a low profile when she occasionally attends palace banquets.
If it wasn't for the wine glass floating in front of her this time, I'm afraid everyone still wouldn't notice her.
Emperor Ning looked down, "It's Miss Yin's jackpot, right?"
Yin Jizheng stood up quickly, looking a bit cautious, "Return to Your Majesty, my servant Yin Jizheng."
Emperor Ning looked at her, and saw that she was as delicate as a willow, with a timid posture, she looked like a sickly girl from a small family.
Yin Yan raised Yin Shuo to be graceful and exquisite, how could he raise his daughter to be like this
He smiled kindly, not to scare Yin Jiyu, "Miss Yin seems to seldom enter the palace. Did you ever enter the palace at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet last year? I don't remember what you performed."
Yin Jixi blessed the body, "Returning to Your Majesty, there were ministers and daughters in the palace for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet last year, but the ministers were unwell at the time and could not perform for His Majesty. Please forgive me."
Yin Shuo stood up and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, my sister has always been weak and sick. The doctor said that she shouldn't think too much. Besides, she seldom goes out and her talents are shallow. It would be embarrassing to force her to compose poems. Why don't you give her a glass of wine?" .”
Yin Jiyu bit her lower lip slightly.
Since childhood, Yin Yan and Yin Shuo did not let her go out or show her in front of others, for fear that her too conspicuous identity would be exposed.
But so what if she is the daughter of a concubine, is a concubine so shameful
This time, she didn't want to listen to Yin Shuo's control anymore.
"Your Majesty, although my daughter-in-law has little talent, she is even more incapable of drinking. For the sake of health, even if you want to make a fool of yourself in front of Your Majesty, your daughter-in-law will have to forcefully compose poems."
Yin Shuo looked at her in disbelief.
Yin Jiyu lowered her head, not daring to meet his eyes, but stubbornly bit her lip and did not let go.
It seems that she is determined to develop her talents.
Yin Shuo suddenly laughed, the corners of his mouth pulled up flatly, it looked like a smile from a distance, but it didn't reach his eyes from a close look.
He lowered his voice, "My sister has grown up and has her own opinions, which is a good thing."
After finishing speaking, he smiled at Emperor Ning and sat down, still wearing a smiling mask.
Emperor Ning said: "Then invite Miss Yin to start."
Yin Jizheng quickly read: "We meet again in the depths of the song bar, weeping and trembling with bare hands. After a desolate farewell, the two should be the same, and I can't bear the grievances in the moonlight."
She was originally born with a weak appearance, and she wrote such sad and sorrowful poems, which are particularly moving.
Even Gu Jiuge couldn't help but look at her. He knew that she was talented, and there were also those who were impatient and didn't want to deal with it on the spot.
But he underestimated her.
Emperor Ning smiled and clapped his hands, "Okay, well written. It's hard for you to write such a good poem in such a short time, and it's not revealing at all. But if I understand correctly, the poem is about parting and lovesickness. ?”
Could it be that Miss Yin has a lover whom she yearns for, so she expresses her love here through poetry
Yin Jixi subconsciously glanced at Gu Jiuge, and quickly took it back, but this subconscious action was seen by many people.
Her face was reddish, and she saluted again, "Returning to Your Majesty, the servant girl just misses her mother who died young and her father who left home, and there is no other intention."
When she mentioned the word mother, Yin Shuo's expression changed.
Yin Jixie knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and was afraid of causing people to guess, she hurriedly picked up the wine glass from the river, "Today is supposed to be a happy day, it is really wrong for a minister to write such a sad poem, and I will punish myself with a glass!"
After finishing speaking, he drank it in one gulp, sat down and coughed lightly while clutching his chest.