The imperial concubine wanted to embarrass the little princess, so she cleared her throat, "According to the rules, let the little princess show off a talent first."
Hearing this, the little princess became more angry towards the imperial concubine, she gave her a hard look, her white eyes rolled towards her for a long time.
She doesn't know any talent at all, and there is no gift to offer now, so she stood up with bare hands and coughed a few times, "I'm not feeling well today, so I can't perform, let others come first."
The first opportunity to appear on the stage is something that other people who are prepared can't wait for, but today the little princess missed this opportunity due to poor preparation, which made many young ladies very happy.
One of them poked her head out shyly, stretching out her neck as white as a swan, wanting to see who was so bold as to fill the vacancy.
It was the eldest daughter of the prime minister's mansion who stood up, a weak and weak girl, with a voice like a mosquito, whispering softly: "Please prepare some pens and paper for me, father-in-law."
Is this for painting
The pen and paper were brought up quickly, and the fragrance of the pen and ink could be smelled from a long distance away, which showed that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were very precious. Fenghuang poked his head out, wanting to see what amazing talent this girl had, only to see that she lifted her bright wrist lightly, with a few strokes, a bamboo forest appeared vividly on the paper. This is a boast of the emperor's integrity, Fenghuang smiled in his heart, it seems that there are endless ways to curry favor with the emperor. And then it surprised Fenghuang. She thought she would draw other difficult things, but who knew that she just drew a few chickens wandering among the bamboo forests, which was very uncomfortable. Although the painting is very simple, if you look closely, you will be amazed. The vivid chickens are completed with only eight strokes, but each one has a different shape, and they all look very pleasing.
This method made everyone's eyes bright, and the emperor seemed to be interested, watching everything under her pen intently. As she slowly sketched, a picture of an idyllic scene gradually appeared on the paper. It is presented on the surface, which makes people feel relaxed and happy when they look at it.
When she wrote the pen, there were already thin beads of sweat on her plump forehead. As expected, this painting was not an easy task. The emperor nodded in relief, and took the lead in applauding, "Good!"
The imperial concubine and the others were also made to giggle by those naive little chickens. Concubine Li could tell at a glance that the emperor liked the painting, so she leaned into his ear, "Your majesty, the lady who painted it really is really good!" She is so talented, besides, Chen Qie thinks that she is very brave in proposing the first art performance, and should be rewarded well, why not keep that painting and frame it, and reward her with a royal brush?"
The emperor nodded, Concubine Li's proposal was exactly what he wanted, after he had praised Concubine Li, he whispered to the people around him for a while, and after a while, the father-in-law brought a pen made of jade, and handed it over respectfully. into the hands of the emperor.
The emperor gave the imperial brush to the prime minister's wife's eldest daughter, and the lady was so excited that tears almost filled her eyes. She probably didn't expect this painting to be so favored, and everyone around her congratulated her.
Seeing that the eldest daughter of the prime minister's wife received such a grand commendation, the rest of the daughters were jealous and eager to try to see if they could get more favors.
They rushed forward, one after another, and finished performing their talents, but none of them could make the emperor more interested than before.
When it was Zhou Wanyi's turn, she stood up and looked into the eyes of the emperor and the concubines with neither humility nor condescension, "Since you ladies have performed painting and reciting poems, how about Wanyi playing one today? Let’s bring something fresh, otherwise you should be tired of looking at repetitive things.”
The emperor pondered for a moment after hearing this, then nodded, "It makes sense, then you can play a piece."
She lowered her eyes slightly, Fenghuang suddenly had a bad premonition, seeing Zhou Wanyi's earnest eyes turned to Yang Tingjing, and then her tone was as gentle as a nightingale: "I heard that the Seventh Prince is quite good at flute, I don't know Does Wanyi have the honor to ask the Seventh Prince to use Xiao Sheng as an accompaniment for her?"
Yang Tingjing, who was named, was startled for a moment, and quickly came to his senses, and then responded in a calm tone: "I really don't want to spoil Miss Zhou's interest, but Tingjing doesn't know how to play flute, maybe Miss Zhou is I remember wrong."
Knowing that this is a refusal, Zhou Wanyi is really unwilling. She knows everything about Yang Tingjing very well. In addition, she has also learned a lot about Yang Tingjing from Yang Tingfeng. It is impossible for her to make a mistake. Well, the only explanation is—Yang Tingjing doesn't want to play with her at all!
She is not reconciled!
She also put a lot of thought into Yang Tingjing, preparing this song today is to give herself a chance to ask him to accompany her, and she also dressed up a lot today, but she didn't catch her eyes at all!
A trace of grievance appeared on Zhou Wanyi's delicate face like pear blossom petals, she looked at Yang Tingjing and asked pitifully, "Does the Seventh Prince really hate Wanyi so much that he won't even give him a chance to play a song together?"
It is impossible for Yang Tingjing's heart to be softened by such a bitter scene, and his tone became even colder, "The Eighth Prince is very knowledgeable about flute, if Miss Zhou trusts the Eighth Prince, playing a song with him is the best thing." Ting Jing may not be able to take on this role, and I hope that Miss Zhou will not be embarrassed."
Zhou Wanyi had been rejected so indifferently, Yang Tingfeng had no choice but to come out to rescue Zhou Wanyi at this time, so as not to embarrass her face too much. For this sake, Zhou Wanyi's original enthusiasm for making a big splash was extinguished long ago, and she looked absent-minded throughout the whole process.
Fenghuang looked a little funny, this Miss Zhou was really infatuated with her husband-in-law, and Yang Tingjing's words could hurt her to such an extent.
Seeing her distraught appearance, Fenghuang whispered into Yang Tingjing's ear, "I never thought you would be such a ruthless person!"
Yang Tingjing choked at what she said, and then gave her a blank look, "Do I have to agree, isn't that family's vinegar jar going to be overturned by you?!"
Fenghuang lightly punched him in the chest, "Nonsense, I am not like that!"
Zhou Wanyi looked at the appearance of Fenghuang and Yang Tingjing, and felt very sad for a while, but she was still performing in front of the emperor, and there were so many people looking at her, she couldn't lose her sense of proportion, plus this Shi Yang Tingfeng kept gesturing to her to concentrate, but she had no choice but to play the whole piece sullenly.
At the end of the song, there was still a lot of applause. Both of them had superb skills, so even though both of them were in a bad mood, they still played very well on the whole.