"Liu" sounds the same as "Liu".
The emperor's intention in giving the golden willow leaves was to keep her here.
Lin Yurou held the golden willow leaf in her hand, with a faint smile on her lips. She saluted the emperor again and thanked him softly.
"The next one is Liu Yuexiang, the daughter of Liu Fuyin of Shuntian Prefecture." Eunuch Su picked up the next piece of paper and handed it to the eunuch beside him. Then he continued to read: "Lotus can be harvested in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Fish play with lotus leaves. In the middle, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north."
"Yes." The emperor couldn't help laughing when he listened to this poem and said: "This is a poem from the Han Dynasty Yuefu. Although it is a bit simple, it is better because of the well-written characters. Give it a golden willow leaf."
"Yes." Eunuch Su responded with a smile and gave Liu Yuexiang another golden willow leaf.
Most of the poems that follow are ancient poems written silently. As long as they are related to lotus and have good calligraphy, they will basically be given golden willow leaves by the emperor.
There were only a few of them, and they were really terrible. After the emperor read them, he just shook his head and sighed, and Eunuch Su probably understood what they meant.
As the paper in Eunuch Su's hand became less and less, Mo Hanqing became more and more nervous.
His heart was almost in his throat.
He also read the horrible words written just now. Now he just prayed in his heart that Ye Qiqiwan could write the words more legibly. Even if the content had nothing to do with lotus, he could ask the Queen Mother to help. Ask for a golden willow leaf.
"The last one, Prime Minister Ye's daughter, Ye Qiqi." Eunuch Su finally had only the last piece of paper left in his hand. He glanced at the name written on the paper and read aloud.
"Oh?? Prime Minister Ye's daughter??" When the emperor heard these words, he was slightly startled. His eyes looked at Ye Cheng'an who was sitting not far away with a trace of doubt, and said strangely: "Before I’ve never heard of Prime Minister Ye having a daughter, Cheng’an, what’s going on??”
"Return to the Emperor." Ye Chengan quickly stood up from his seat, bowed respectfully to the Emperor, and replied with a smile: "Qiqi is the adopted daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. She has been raised in a boudoir for many years. It’s unknown, but even though she is an adopted daughter, she is quite popular with her parents.”
"Oh... adopted daughter." The emperor nodded, his eyes fell on Ye Qiqi, and he said something meaningful.
Ye Chengan didn't know what his sigh meant, but when the emperor stopped talking, he couldn't continue to say anything.
"Your Majesty?" Eunuch Su waited for a long time, and when he saw that the Emperor didn't ask any more questions, he called out in a low voice.
"Oh, keep reading." The emperor smiled and said to Mr. Su.
"Yes." Eunuch Su responded, then turned around, looked at the paper held by the internal supervisor behind him, and read aloud:
"The fragrant lotus and blue water are moved by the cool breeze. The cool breeze moves the water and the summer is long. The cool breeze moves the water during the long days. The cool breeze moves the water and the fragrance of lotus is green."
"Huh?" The emperor was slightly startled when he listened to Ye Qiqi's poem, and then subconsciously looked up at the paper in the eunuch's hand.
I saw these four lines of poetry written on the white paper with flying dragons and flying phoenixes.
The wording is a little different from the ordinary daughter's house.
The calligraphy of ordinary daughter's family is mostly small and delicate, and the handwriting is regular and neat.