"Go." Feng Zhiwei pushed him, "It's not worth resisting the order for such a trivial matter."
He Lianzheng raised his hand and drank the wine in his glass, rolled up his sleeves and strode over. While walking, he looked back worriedly and said: "You don't want to participate, it's none of your business if someone gets a wife."
"How could it be?" Feng Zhiwei chased him away, "Whoever marries a wife is none of my business."
She poured a glass of wine and drank it, what did she want to play? Emperor Tiansheng obviously favored Hua Gongmei, such a difficult way, shouldn't she let her win? That's right, although the Hua family is in a high position, but the family power is weak, Emperor Tiansheng certainly doesn't want Ning Yi to marry a powerful family daughter to be even more powerful.
He Lianzheng was sitting under the drum, throwing the golden-handled drumsticks in his hands, Hua Gong stood in the center of the crowd with his head raised and a smile on his face, his eyes slowly passed over the audience, and the women who met her eyes were a little uneasy , Subconsciously shrink back, afraid of being invited to challenge by her, Hua Gongmei smiled even more proudly because of this.
Finally someone was unwilling to be slaughtered.
"Your Majesty, the courtier has objections!" The purple-clothed woman stood up, petite and delicate, with a slender demeanor, but her voice was somewhat sonorous. The law is unfair!"
Emperor Tiansheng was stunned, and Concubine Chang Gui recognized that this was the granddaughter of Hu Shengshan, the second assistant, and immediately said with a smile: "Miss Hu has any good ideas, but it's okay."
Miss Hu Jingshui blessed Fushen, and said in a clear voice: "Since it is to cheer for the soldiers in front, everyone should participate in this matter. What I mean by your daughter is that the prince beat the drum three times, and everyone writes their own topic and submits it. , and then His Majesty, according to the difficulty, clicks on the top three questions, and the courtiers ask to answer the questions. However, before someone asks to answer the top three questions, only the name of the questioner will be reported, and the content of the question will not be informed. The courtiers are invited to challenge the questions themselves, and those whose questions are rated as the top three by His Majesty must ask themselves to answer the questions. What does Your Majesty think?"
Hu Jingshui knew in her heart that once Hua Gongmei was allowed to challenge at will, the momentum of the other people would be a little weaker. Instead of letting her show off alone, it would be better to drag everyone into the water. People can suppress her and choose the top three, and they can also prevent her from being the champion and becoming the unyielding candidate of Princess Chu.
This kind of state banquet selection is just an unwritten rule. It is a determination of intention. There is no rule that the princess must be the first. After all, the establishment of a concubine is a big event, and there are many things to consider.
She thought that even if she didn't get the first place, the top three would be fine, but Hua Gongmei was too conceited, and it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn't fail on some issue.
Feng Zhiwei drank lightly, thinking that this Ms. Hu is very scheming, this kind of comparison, even if the answers in the following questions are not good, as long as the questions are well-answered and rated as the top three, it will still earn enough face. It's pretty good.
It doesn't matter to Hua Gongmei, so what if the method changes back and forth? Can it change the fact that she is number one in the imperial capital
Emperor Tiansheng pondered for a while. Although he wanted to let go, he couldn't do too much, so he complied immediately, and the servants distributed pens and paper to all the guests except the prince.
Ning Yi suddenly smiled and said: "This is a good idea, ladies have worked hard, Xiao Wang will offer you a toast first."
He floated down the steps, respecting everyone, he drank it up first, his shining eyes swept away, everyone's faces were flushed, and they drank it up quickly.
Feng Zhiwei raised the cup, and there was a wax pellet floating in the cup.
Just now, while everyone was drinking with their heads up, Ning Yi flicked a wax pellet into her cup.
Feng Zhiwei took out the wax pellets calmly, rolled them open in his sleeve, and wrote on a small piece of paper: "Plans for flattening the feudal clan."
Is this cheating? Feng Zhiwei crumbled the note and thought about it—there was only one vassal king with a different surname in Tiansheng Dynasty, and he was named King Yongning of Xiping Dao. Among the ministers who founded the country, the old King Yongning almost helped Emperor Tiansheng conquer half of the country. , To put it a bit exaggerated, at that time the old King Yongning deserved to be the emperor himself, but in the end he gave up to Emperor Tiansheng, so after the founding of the country, the bestowal was very heavy, but the emperor is like this, you will get it back sooner or later, Sooner or later, what you eat will make you spit it out, and the little Yongning King who succeeds him is self-respecting and disobedient to the imperial court. The officials in his territory are all self-selected, and the imperial court cannot interfere. The favor is still there, but in her heart, she must have already thought about it.
Does Ning Yi mean that she wants her to use this question to compete for the top three
Use this topic
Feng Zhi smiled, with a hint of sarcasm, raised his eyes to see Hua Gong's eyebrows diagonally opposite, for some reason, his brows suddenly became happy, his face flushed with excitement, even his eyes seemed to be filled with tears.
What's going on here? Drank too much
He Lianzheng was already impatient, and shouted: "Drumming!"
Ladies hurriedly spread paper and wet pens.
"Boom-boom-boom..."
The drums are very slow, but no matter how slow the drums are, they will stop sometimes.
Feng Zhiwei has been drinking casually, until the second drum beat is about to stop, and then writes a few words lazily.
The scrolls were sealed and handed in, and Emperor Tiansheng read them one by one.
The faint light of the red light was reflected on his face, and there was silence on all sides, only the rustling sound of paper was heard. Everyone held their breath and stared closely at the expression on Tian Shengdi's face.
There were only two of them, still with a calm demeanor.
One is Ning Yi, as if he is not chosen as his concubine now, watching the erotic palace endlessly.
One is Feng Zhiwei, who secretly transmigrated "Gu Yuechun" who was sitting on the table next door, who was immobile due to nervousness, onto her own table.
She's not a glutton, really, it's just that poor Prince Helian hasn't had a few sips yet.
The light was bright, illuminating every detail of Tiansheng Emperor's expression, most of the time he was calm and calm, suddenly he let out a soft "Huh", picked up a scroll, and looked at it.
Someone clutched the handkerchief.
Someone sat up straight.
Emperor Tiansheng looked at it, then put it down again, and everyone let out a long breath of disappointment or joy.
Tian Shengdi turned faster and faster, everyone's little hearts seemed to be turned over and over again, disturbed so much that they didn't know how to go up and down, suddenly Tian Shengdi stopped.
He took out the scroll, looked at it again and again, and suddenly laughed.