Zhao Wujiang and Su Xiaoyao used the same method.
Look around him.
When Su Xiaoyao woke up the three Yang Bingen who were arguing, Zhao Wujiang knew not to let this topic be brought up to him.
Even if he knew he was fanning the flames.
But knowing it, no one can say it clearly, and no one can do anything to him.
His goal has been achieved, which is to amplify the rift between the three of them.
Dissatisfaction has always been one of the seeds of hatred. When amplified, it will take root and sprout on its own.
But in order to end this topic, Zhao Wujiang chose to be frivolous and asked this smart woman how old she was.
The woman didn't want to answer, so she used the same method, asking the musicians to play vocal music that filled the hall, and asked questions in confusion, indicating that she didn't hear clearly what Zhao Wujiang was saying.
Many other courtiers heard Zhao Wujiang's words very clearly. They all looked over in surprise and started talking.
But the sound of the music drowned out their discussion, so that for a moment, there was a strange peace in the hall.
Su Xiaoyao snorted coldly in her heart. The fourth prince had some tricks and was good at conspiracy and cunning, but he was too frivolous and had no talent at all. She really didn't want to pay attention to him.
She waved her left hand lightly, the musicians slowly stopped, and there was a noisy scene in the hall again.
Su Yunyao and his sister Xiaoyao looked at each other. He understood what his sister meant, so he asked Prince Ji Boying in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
Ji Boying glanced at Bo Chang, who was drinking awkwardly after questioning to no avail, and nodded slowly.
After Su Yunyao received the reply, his heart was filled with sarcasm.
It was not the prince who was ridiculing, but King Yin.
He heard clearly just now, Ji Bo often wanted to tease his sister?
It's like a toad wants to eat swan meat!
Next, there will be a very embarrassing time for Ji Bo!
Prince Ji Boying glanced at Su Xiaoyao. After Su Xiaoyao nodded, Ji Boying cleared her throat, still with a gentle smile on her face:
“It’s cold in winter, so drinking alcohol will warm you up.
But I always feel like something is missing.
Drinking and discussing things like this is inevitably a bit boring and less fun.
I wonder if you have some good suggestions for everyone to kill the alcohol and have fun? "
The guests were talking a lot.
"Your Highness, I have a little suggestion." Su Yun raised his head and took over the conversation.
Ji Boying had a generous and gentle smile:
"But it doesn't matter."
"Today there are many capable civil and military ministers, as well as silk and bamboo orchestras, but Wei Chen feels that there are still few poems to add to the entertainment.
Drinking wine and composing poetry. Drinking wine and composing poetry. How can one not compose poetry after drinking wine? "
"Okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, many guests loudly agreed with this matter.
"Wonderful, wonderful." Even Wei Zhongxiao, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who had always been at odds with Su Yunyao and Yang Bingen, agreed to Su Yunyao's suggestion.
He doesn't like Su Yunyao, but he likes poetry.
Prince Ji Boying nodded with a gentle smile:
“In that case, let’s drink wine and compose poetry.
Anyone who writes poetry will be rewarded by this palace.
You can speak freely and use your talents to your heart’s content! "
The guests were noisy and it was really great to be rewarded for writing poems.
"good..."
"Your Highness is wise."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"..."
Ji Boying was full of smiles. He had already prepared poems and other poems, all thanks to his cousin Su Xiaoyao.
He glanced at his indifferent good brother beside him and asked with a smile:
"What do you think, Bo Chang?"
What do I think? How can I feel about Zhao Wujiang's slander? This is like Li Yuanfang asking Di Renjie, "Sir, what do you think?"
Di Renjie asked Li Yuanfang what he thought about this matter, and Li Yuanfang would only say that there must be something fishy about it.
But if Li Yuanfang asks Di Renjie what you think about this matter, Di Renjie will definitely tell the truth.
What is this called?
This is called if someone wants to show off and happens to be pretending to be in the field you are best at, what do you think?
Zhao Wujiang pretended to sigh and said helplessly:
"Hmm... pretty good...
Just as the emperor said. "
When Ji Boying heard this, her brows were filled with joy, and her face was filled with a sincere smile.
