Halfway through the banquet, flowers floated in the gurgling water in front of me, which was so beautiful.
Everyone looked upstream in the direction from which the petals came, and saw a few court ladies next to Emperor Ning carrying flower baskets and spreading flowers, like a fairyland.
Emperor Ning smiled and said to Xunchi: "The god of medicine, the feast is boring, so naturally I want to have some fun. I want to follow the example of the preface of the Lanting Pavilion. I wonder what you think?"
Seeing that everything that should be arranged was arranged, Xunchi was happy, and nodded.
It is not difficult to accompany these little children.
Curvy stream
The people below talked about the game, and then they understood why Emperor Ning set the spring banquet by the river.
Isn't this small river the best prop for the meandering stream
Emperor Ning cleared his throat, "I will put a glass of wine on the lotus leaf, and the wine will stop at someone's side, and this person will write a poem. What do you think?"
All of you present here are the most valuable people in Dongling's status. I dare not say other talents, and such trivial things as poetry are still possible.
If you can show your talents in front of Emperor Ning, you may also get the opportunity to be promoted to the ranks, but everyone is eager to try, and they all have good ideas.
Gu Huaijiang folded his hands and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, isn't this embarrassing the minister? The minister only knows how to slay on the battlefield, how can he chant poems and make fus?"
"Don't be humble, don't I know you? You have always taught your soldiers to study in addition to martial arts, how can you not understand? Besides, you are lying in ambush by your side, so I am not afraid of you being embarrassed. !"
Ningdi laughed loudly and ordered people to put the lotus leaf into the river. He personally put the wine glass into the leaf.
When he let go, the large green lotus leaf floated slowly on the surface of the water.
In the spring, the water flow was gentle, and the lotus leaf floated slowly, from in front of the smoked pond to Gu Shubai and the others, without any intention of stopping.
When she floated in front of Yin Jizheng, she made a slight turn and stopped moving.
The eyes of the crowd all fell on Yin Ji's body.
Everyone knows that Yin Yan has such a daughter, but there are not many people who have met Yin Ji. She is too low-key to attend palace banquets occasionally.
If it hadn't been for the wine glass to float in front of her this time, I'm afraid everyone would still not notice her.
Emperor Ning looked down for the first time, "It's Miss Yin's jackpot, isn't it?"
Yin Jizheng stood up quickly, appearing a little cautious, "Return to your majesty, courtier Yin Jizheng."
Ning Di looked at her and saw that she was as delicate as a willow, and had a timid posture. She looked like a sad girl from a small family.
Yin Yan cultivated Yin Shuo to be generous and exquisite, how did he cultivate his daughter like this
He smiled kindly, for fear of frightening Yin Ji, "Miss Yin seems to rarely enter the palace. Did you enter the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet last year? I don't remember what you performed."
Yin Jizhen blessed her body, "Returning to your Majesty, last year, the courtiers of the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace had entered the palace, but the courtiers were unwell at that time and could not perform for your Majesty. Please forgive your Majesty."
Yin Shuo got up and said: "Yes, your majesty, this sister Chen has always been frail and sick, and the doctor said she is too worried. Moreover, she rarely goes out, and she is also shallow, and it is embarrassing to reluctantly write poetry. It is better to let her fine a glass of wine. ."
Yin Jizheng bit her lower lip slightly.
Since childhood, Yin Yan and Yin Shuo would not let her go out, or let her be revealed in front of others, for fear that her too conspicuous identity would be exposed.
But even if she is a concubine's concubine, what about the concubine's concubine
This time, she didn't want to listen to Yin Shuo's control anymore.
"Your Majesty, although the courtiers are shallow, they are even more incapable of alcohol. For the sake of your health, even if you want to make a fool of yourself in front of your Majesty, the courtiers have to compose poems forcibly."
Yin Shuo looked at her incredulously.
Yin Jizheng lowered her head, not daring to look at him, but bit her lips stubbornly.
It seems that she is determined to show off her talents.
Yin Shuo suddenly laughed, and the corners of his mouth tucked flatly. It was a smile from a distance, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes from a closer look.
He lowered his voice, "My sister has grown up and has her own opinions. This is a good thing."
After talking about it, Emperor Chao Ning smiled and sat down, still a smiling mask.
Ning Di said: "Then please Ms. Yin to start."
Yin Jizheng quickly read: "I see each other again in the depths of the Qulan, her hands are huddled with tears and people trembled. The two should be the same after the desolation, and the complaint is clear and the moon is clear."
She was born with a weak appearance, and she made such a tragic poem, which was especially moving.
Even Gu Jiuge couldn't help but look at her, knowing that she was talented before, and there were some urgent talents who didn't want to deal with it on the spot.
I underestimated her.
Ningdi smiled and clapped his hands, "Okay, well written. In such a short time, it's hard for you to make such a good verse without revealing it at all. It's just that if I don't know how to be wrong, the poem says parting and lovesickness. ?"
Could it be that this Miss Yin has a longing lover, so she expresses her love through poems here
Yin Jizheng glanced at Gu Jiuge subconsciously, and quickly took it back, but this subconscious action was seen by many people.
Her face was reddish, and she was a blessing. "In response to your majesty, the courtiers just miss the mother who died young and the father who left home, and have no other intention."
When she mentioned the word mother, Yin Shuo's expression changed.
Yin Jizheng knew that she had made a mistake, and was afraid of causing speculation, she hurriedly picked up the wine glass from the river, "Today is a happy day. It is really inappropriate for the minister to write this poem. The minister will punish herself for a cup!"
After talking and drinking, he sat down and coughed lightly, clutching his chest.