She had worn the uniform of a bailiff for a long time and then changed into a woman's dress. It wasn't just Li Yi who found it strange, even MIngzhu herself wasn't used to it.
However, it was clearly inappropriate to wear the uniform of a bailiff at an occasion like tonight. She wore the awkward clothes and brushed past Li Yi. She walked to the end of the road and then turned back from the other side.
She was clearly familiar with Ning Wang Fu. She turned back and walked for a while before going up to an exquisite little building.
The little building had two floors. Walking up the stairs, the middle-aged man who had just chatted with Li Yi sat down in a room by the window on the second floor. The eunuch called Chang De stood silently behind him.
"Imperial brother."
"Your Majesty."
On the other side, Ning Wang and Ning Wang Fei respectfully bowed to him.
"There are no outsiders here, there is no need for such formalities in private." The current emperor, the man called Li Hong, chuckled as he sat down.
At this moment, he was in a good mood. Just now, when the young man did not know his identity and casually chatted with him for a while, he felt that no etiquette or flattery could compare to hearing the "fart" from the young man.
As the two sat down, a voice came from the door: "Princess, His Majesty and niangniang are waiting for you inside."
"MIngzhu, come in."
The female walked into the room. The empress was the first to stand and wave at her.
"Fuhuang, muhou." MIngzhu walked over and first bowed to the two. Then she said to Ning Wang and Ning Wang Fei: "MIngzhu greets wang shu, yiniang."
"Come and sit." Ning Wang Fei stood and held her hand, letting him sit between her and the empress. She said with a smile: "This child, you haven't come to the wang fu to visit yiniang in these months. When you were young, you were the one who bothered yiniang the most."
"I was afraid of causing trouble for yiniang and wang shu," MIngzhu said with a smile.
"What trouble? Are you afraid that the wang fu will mistreat you?" Ning Wang Fei was still holding his hand, a hint of blame in her eyes. "Why didn't you just stay in the palace, why did you come here to be a bailiff? Since ancient times, when has a princess ever been a bailiff … …"
Ning Wang Fei's words made her feel somewhat at a loss. Just at this time, another person strode in. Li Xuan didn't find Li Yi in the wang fu and could only return helplessly. A servant passed on Ning Wang's words, telling him to come to this little building, so he immediately rushed over.
Suddenly seeing the familiar middle-aged man on the main seat, Li Xuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately bowed again, "Xuan 'er greets Uncle Huang."
"Get up, get up, come to Uncle Emperor." Jing Emperor waved his hand, and Li Xuan had to sit down obediently.
After he sat down, the Empress seemed to think of something. She turned to look at MIngzhu with dissatisfaction and said, "You child, who told you to secretly bring wine to father? Don't you know that your father has asthma and can't drink?"
"And Chang De, I told you to look at His Majesty, and you just look at him like this? Don't think that I don't know that without you, the wine would not have reached His Majesty's hands. "
"This old servant knows his mistake!"
The old man behind Jing Emperor heard this and immediately knelt down.
"Get up, zhen is also at fault in this matter. Let's not mention it anymore." Jing Emperor waved his hand and suddenly sniffed. He asked in confusion, "Where is the fragrance coming from?"
Since he didn't want to mention this matter again, the Empress didn't say anything more. She followed his topic and said with a smile, "Your Majesty doesn't know, this thing is called 'perfume'. It was given to me by Xuan 'er just now."
"Perfume?" Jing Emperor's face was slightly surprised. Before he could speak, a trace of doubt appeared on his face again. He turned to look out of the window.
Just at that moment, the originally noisy atmosphere outside suddenly became quiet.
Below the small building was a spacious area. It was the place where the officials discussed the affairs of the state tonight. Sitting on the upper floor, one could hear a few words. They were used to the noisy arguments. Now that it had suddenly become quiet, it naturally made one suspicious.
The old eunuch named Chang De had already walked to the window. When he looked down from the window, a trace of surprise appeared on his old face.
"It's him."
After a while, Jing Emperor stood up from his seat and walked to the window. When he saw the young figure below, he couldn't help but smile.
"It's him."
Seeing the expression on Jing Emperor's face, Prince Ning and Li Xuan also walked over with some doubts.
…
"What the hell …"
The young man crumpled Cui Yanxin's poem into a ball and threw it on the ground like a piece of scrap paper. Coupled with the mocking and disdainful expression on his face, the scholars who were waiting for the performer to sing the poem were clearly stunned where they stood.
Arrogant, too arrogant!
The next moment, such a thought emerged in their minds.
Cui Yanxin's face had already turned red. He strode over and looked coldly at the guy who came out of nowhere. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you say?"
This person's action just now was obviously looking down on his proud work. This was an unbearable insult for a scholar who valued talent very much.
If he let him go like this, today's matter would definitely become a stain on Cui Yanxin's life.
"It's him?"
"Isn't this the person who was reprimanded by Professor Feng just now?"
"Yanxin once had a grudge against him?"
Many people present had just seen the scene of Professor Feng's anger, and someone instantly recognized Li Yi.
"I say, don't take out such a clumsy work to show off. You still want him to sing it. It's not your fault that the poem is bad, but it's your fault that it tortures others' ears when you sing it." Li Yi had never had a good impression of this so-called scholar who looked gentle on the surface but was actually sanctimonious.
It was the same with Shen Zhao, and it was the same with this man surnamed Cui.
After studying for a few years, he thought that he was the most talented person in the world. He was condescending, putting on a high and mighty appearance, bullying a woman, and everyone else just watched coldly from the side. In the future, the Jing Kingdom would be governed by such a person, so why would it not perish?
Of course, the most important point was that the person he bullied was someone Li Yi knew, and he often missed the taste of the two osmanthus cakes she made.
"Arrogant!"
His proud work was said to be worthless, especially the sentence "It's not your fault that the poem is bad, but it's your fault that it tortures others' ears when you sing it." This sentence almost made Cui Yanxin spit out a mouthful of old blood.
There was not a single curse word in the whole sentence, but when it was put together, Cui Yanxin had the urge to strangle the person in front of him. He shouted angrily, "Arrogant person, what good poem can you come up with? Take it out for everyone to see. Today, all the officials are here. If you can't come up with a good poem and insult your peers for no reason, I will ask all the officials to report you in front of His Majesty!"
At this moment, Cui Yanxin was also angry and depressed. He did not know the person in front of him at all, and thought he was some new scholar. Being insulted like this, with his personality, of course, he would not let it go. He was extremely confident in his poem, and in a moment of impulse, he said these words.
In the distance, a few local officials of Qing 'an also walked over. Professor Feng was walking at the front, and before he had even stopped, he heard Cui Yanxin's words. When he raised his head to look at the person in front of him, he staggered and almost fell.
"Yanxin …"
Cui Yanxin was someone he thought highly of, and he had not let him down in this imperial examination. He had obtained the title of scholar, and he really did not want to see Cui Yanxin be humiliated again.
These days, he had been preparing for the imperial examination in the capital, and did not know anything about the recent events in Qing 'an Prefecture. Naturally, he did not understand that competing in poetry with the young man in front of him was practically asking to be humiliated!
"Master Feng, I have made up my mind. Today, I will not tolerate this humiliation!" Cui Yanxin waved his sleeve and said with a face full of determination.
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