The power of women is highly respected

Chapter 26 The woman in gray

"Long live my emperor."

"Get flat"

Yan Yu Ni swallowed her saliva and suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth. Tsk tsk tsk, what a coincidence that you came just when the party was almost over.

"Xiao Shiliu, you speak first."

No, no, can you let me drink some water first before continuing?

I haven't recorded the case yet. Once it is recorded, the Dali Temple, the Inspectorate and the Ministry of Justice will take turns asking questions.

Yan Yuni resisted the urge to roll her eyes and told him in detail what had just happened in the hall without any emotion.

Whether it is true or not, you can go and ask, there are so many people who witnessed it.

"Little Sixteen, did you only remember the poem by the poet named Du Fu?"

How could that be possible? After all, she had received nine years of compulsory education. Yan Yuni suppressed her joy and shook her head expressionlessly, "There are also poems by the Immortal Poet Li Bai."

I have to look for him again. It would be weird if I could see Li Du here.

When the empress heard the sixteenth princess say that the other party might have passed away, she felt a little regretful, then she left the Hanlin scholar behind and strode away.

Phew, luckily she didn't ask in detail. If she had asked in detail, I would have accidentally blurted out Cao Zhi's words: We are of the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?

That's what we call a dead end. She breathed a sigh of relief, but a certain onlooker was not happy. When passing by her, he whispered mockingly: "You are indeed a 'talented woman'. You can remember hundreds of poems clearly."

Yan Yu Ni laughed awkwardly and said, "I dare not. Please stop praising me. I don't deserve it."

"Hmph." The third princess snorted coldly and walked away with an impatient expression.

Alas, my third sister has been at loggerheads with me ever since I came back from outside the palace. She doesn't even want to pretend to be a sisterly lover.

She finished it reluctantly, glanced at the fallen Lu Yun without any emotion, and turned away without paying any attention to her.

After simply making an appointment with Hanlin scholar to discuss the printing of poetry collection after the morning court tomorrow, she wanted to return to the palace.

However, the Hanlin academician was unwilling to let her go, and neither were the three ministers of the cabinet.

You can also tell the scholar that men and women should not touch each other, and it would be better if you can chat together during the day tomorrow.

But, no matter what I say to the Lord, no matter what she says, how can I refuse?

Yan Yu Ni took a sip of tea as if she was drinking wine, patted her sleeves, moved away, and chatted with them in detail.

As for the people at the banquet, they dispersed after a while. The Queen left, and the central figure of tonight's drama also left. What were they still doing there?

There was no sunshine in the sky, and the boy and girl were sitting opposite each other. If there was no elder sitting in the middle, this would definitely be a picture that would make people fantasize.

The peach blossoms fluttered in the air, accidentally dancing onto her pink dress. She smiled faintly, and this smile touched someone's heart. When the Hanlin scholar, who was not in the mood to love, knew what she was thinking, his face immediately turned red, and his eyes became evasive.

When the elder found out, he laughed even more obscenely.

Under the moonlight, beside the peach forest, three people stood together, but only the one in pink was focused on business.

Yan Yu Ni: "I have memorized many of the poems of the Three Caos, Li Bai and Du Fu, and I have also written many of them down."

"Master, after those poetry collections are printed and distributed, I suggest that those poems be included in the imperial examinations."

After a long time without hearing his reply, Yan Yu Ni turned her head in confusion and happened to meet those affectionate eyes.

She was stunned, not because of the handsome man in front of her, but because she thought of that man, her childhood sweetheart, whom she hadn't seen for three years.

The kind smile from the old man brought her back to her senses, and she immediately made it clear: "Thank you for your kindness, I already have a lover, and it has to be him."

The handsome man chuckled, "I overstepped my bounds and frightened Your Highness. Please tell me what you were about to say just now."

Ha, Yan Yu Ni also smiled, looking at the tallest peach blossom, and thought: This character is quite good.

With her hands behind her back and looking into the distance, she slowly expressed her thoughts: "The candidates are required to memorize these poems, understand them, and know who wrote them."

"Don't be like Lu Yun who couldn't even recite it, let alone understand its meaning."

"Oh, and there's also innovation. The last question is to ask them to write one or several poems. They can't just read other people's poems, they have to have their own, for example, cough"

Yan Yu Ni thought to herself that she was not as thick-skinned as Xiao Ping Le and she really couldn't recite her own doggerel poems.

"Your Highness"

A soft male voice made her want to escape. "Okay, that's all. If you have any other suggestions, please let us know and we can discuss them together."

"Your Highness, I have no other opinion."

The person who was still regretting that he couldn't tie the knot, received the questioning look from the Sixteenth Princess and shook his head.

Now that I have said everything that needs to be said, I will take my leave now. Yan Yu Ni bowed to the elder and left in big strides.

In a small bamboo house on the outskirts of Yubei City, a beautiful person dressed in red was stirring the pot with a spoon with a gentle expression.

Suddenly, a sound was heard. The beauty frowned slightly, patted her dusty hands, and in her heart she blamed the person who kept knocking on the door.

Really, can't you come later? The soup isn't ready yet. Thinking of the last time they talked, he knew he wouldn't be able to enjoy the soup today.

The person in the wheelchair was getting impatient and wanted the servants to open the door forcefully, but then the beauty she was waiting for opened the door with a stern look on her face.

He is indeed the man that makes the women of Fengcheng fall in love with him. He is so beautiful even when he is angry. The man in gray in the wheelchair raised his eyebrows and looked at him quietly.

He stared at the beauty until her whole body was covered with goosebumps, and she stepped aside to let the master and servant come in.

The woman in gray looked around and realized that she had just disturbed him, so she said embarrassedly: "Chunfeng, I really didn't know you were making soup. I'm sorry for disturbing you."

The man called Chunfeng lowered his head and said nothing. He saw the book on the corner of the table, smiled slyly, bent down to take out the book, and slowly uttered a few words: "Three Hundred Poems, Li Bai is waiting."

"Master, do you know who this Li Bai is?"

What the person in the wheelchair least wants to hear right now is poems and lyrics, but the person saying this in front of her can't move.

"I don't know"

After hearing the two words yelled out by the other party and seeing his red face, he felt even happier and thought to himself: I know.

The handsome man in red knew why she came here, and that she was just here to settle the score with him. Really, I haven't even gotten over you for lying to me about reciting poetry, but you're picking on me first.

Chunfeng rolled his eyes at her and said in a not-too-friendly tone: "Who are you trying to plot against by asking me for those poems?" Is it a man of the martial arts world or a person in the court? It should be a man of the martial arts world. He glanced at the legs of the woman in gray and thought: I have lived to such an age and have never heard of a disabled person becoming an emperor.

"cough"

The handsome man ignored the warning cough from the other side's black-clad servant, went straight to get the teapot, and poured two cups of tea clockwise.

The woman in the wheelchair was completely enraged. Without her saying anything, her servant immediately grabbed Chunfeng's neck.

A cold voice sounded in the bamboo house, "Chunfeng, don't be so arrogant. If you were still useful to me before, you are no longer useful now."

The handsome man, tiptoeing on the ground, smiled and said intermittently: "Is... is that so? If it is of no use to you... to you... then I would trouble you... to come here in person, ah!"

His toes suddenly left the ground and Chunfeng couldn't help but scream out in surprise.

The gray-clothed woman laughed wantonly and clapped her hands, saying, "Indeed, there is more. After all, I really want to have a good taste of you."

Fuck, I am really fascinated by this face. What a fucking world, it makes me experience the feeling of being kept by a "rich woman" over and over again.