The poetry meeting was arranged by Fen Lake. Xiao Beichen passed through the Moon Cave Gate and led directly to Fen Lake.
This path is quiet and quiet, and usually no one would walk here, but now I heard a string of laughter like silver bells.
Before he could see the person clearly, the person had already bumped into Xiao Beichen's arms, and an overly fragrant smell of powder lingered in his nose.
Xiao Beichen endured the discomfort and distanced himself, but the man looked at him without fear.
Very good, if it was normal, this person would have died a hundred times, but when Xiao Beichen saw the person clearly, he just curled his lips.
This woman was guessed by Luo Yunchu as the No. 1 suspect.
"My daughter Yao Fang pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince." Yao Fang blinked her cunning eyes and folded her hands on her waist to make a blessing.
Xiao Beichen nodded, "See you in poetry later."
"Yes." A red cloud appeared on Yao Fang's cheeks. She had heard that His Highness the Crown Prince was a cold person, so her actions just now were probably considered a courtesy.
The sun is very bright and warm today. The women participating in the poetry meeting are lingering among the early spring flowers, which is so beautiful.
The men drank wine and listened to the melodious piano music, enjoying themselves.
Luo Yunchu, on the other hand, sat in the main seat with a heavy heart, wondering if he could catch a big fish today?
But in the eyes of others, it just fits her character of being an abandoned wife, with a gloomy look on her face!
"His Royal Highness is here!"
People gathered around and after saying hello, a little maid came over carrying a wooden tray.
There was a scroll on the tray, and the little maid slowly unfolded it.
In the painting, it is a quiet night, with a bright moon hanging in the sky, and a jade rabbit faintly dancing in the moon.
"Today's poetry meeting will be about the moon."
Since ancient times, literati have been partial to the moon and have been keen on chanting it. Most of the talented people and beauties at the poetry meeting have read poetry and books, so it is not difficult for Xiao Beichen to come up with the topic today.
After all, that's not what he meant today. Catching the person who caused the poison was the main topic.
Everyone wrote poems with great interest, but only three people were special.
Xiao Beichen sat upright, his eyes calm and calm, not knowing what he was thinking.
Luo Yunchu brought a plate of melon seeds at some point, crossed his legs and started eating melon seeds leisurely.
She seemed relaxed, but in fact she was also waiting for the fox to show its tail.
Yao Fang, on the other hand, glanced at Xiao Beichen and Luo Yunchu, wondering what she was planning.
"Today the East Palace is hosting a poetry gathering, why don't the Crown Princess show her hand and open up everyone's eyes?"
Yao Fang saw Luo Yunchu eating melon seeds with her legs crossed regardless of her manners, looking like she was ignorant and ignorant, and wanted to make her look embarrassed.
Here we go again, familiar recipe, familiar taste. Qiao Kedie closed her eyes in the corner. Wasn't she rushing to give Luo Yunchu a chance to perform like she did last time?
In her opinion, Luo Yunchu is very scheming. He usually behaves incompatible with talented women, but as soon as he comes on stage, he amazes everyone.
Is there no one to stop that idiot named Yaofang?
"I have no inspiration today and don't want to write poetry." However, Luo Yunchu directly rejected Yao Fang.
Yao Fang smiled slightly, "It's just that your words liven up the atmosphere. No one will laugh at your bad poems."
Alas, Luo Yunchu really couldn't see the slightest bit of her self-righteousness.
Luo Yunchu lifted up the corners of her skirt and walked to the center. As expected, she stunned the audience with her song "Water Melody Song Tou".
Ancient poetry can be expressed in the form of singing.
She imitated Faye Wong's ethereal and melodious voice and sang, "When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with my wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky... I hope we can live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
Xiao Beichen's eyes lit up. How many surprises did she have yet to give him?
Everyone was full of praise, and Luo Yunchu, who praised him, felt a little embarrassed, "Haha, don't praise me for your little talent. You deserve it, you deserve it."
Everyone again praised her modesty and virtue.
Who would have known that she felt so ashamed that she almost named "Su Shi" and "Faye Wong".
She smiled coquettishly, but heard a hearty laugh, "Okay, the Crown Princess has great talent and good moral character."
When everyone looked around, they saw an old man wearing a black coarse cloth coat and a pair of thin cotton shoes on his feet. Behind the old man was a torn bamboo basket that could no longer be broken.
His clothes were in sharp contrast to those of the people who were dressed up to attend the poetry meeting.
But this old man was full of energy and his voice was like a bell, and he didn't care at all about the surprised looks everyone looked at him.
"Old man, are you in the wrong place?"
"Come here, take this old man away."
There were many people at the poetry meeting who flattered and disdained others, but Luo Yunchu responded obediently: "Thank you, old man."
When he saw who was coming, Prince Xiao Beichen was the first to step forward and salute, "Uncle Emperor, are you back?"
"I'm back. I'm old and can't walk anymore."
Everyone opened their mouths in shock. Is this the famous Prince Duan?
Prince Duan was the emperor's uncle. He had devoted himself to studying medicine since he was young. When the late emperor passed away, he once blamed himself for not being able to cure his own brother with all the knowledge he had learned in half his life.
Prince Duan, who was kind and charitable and often gave free medical clinics and medicines in person, won the support and recognition of many people at that time.
Just when everyone thought he would be the next emperor of Beiming, he chose to assist Emperor Ming in ascending the throne.
After Emperor Ming sat firmly on the throne, Prince Duan began to travel to the Nine States and Twelve Kingdoms, returning to Beiming only once every three or four years.
The person who was clearly trying to coax Prince Duan to leave now spoke again, "Why don't you bring a chair to Prince Duan!"
"Young man, you were right to drive me away just now. The old man can't do arty things, so I'd better go over there and plant herbs!"
Luo Yunchu saw some unseen young seedlings in Prince Duan's backpack. She looked curious and really wanted to follow them to see what rare medicinal materials they were, but she had more important things to do.
After Prince Duan left, Luo Yunchu took a sip of wine and locked eyes with Yao Fang, just like a cat staring at a mouse under its paws, "I have just made some suggestions. Is Miss Shen's poem ready?" ?”
Shen Yaofang's face turned red. She was really not good at writing poems. "The moon on the fifteenth day is round and big...like moon cakes hanging in the sky..."
Qiao Kedie in the corner sincerely hopes that Yaofang can be promising and make Luo Yunchu look bad for once, but her poem...
Pfft, Qiao Kedie couldn't help but spit out the cake in her mouth, "Oh my god, it's so funny!"
Yaofang squeezed her palms, feeling extremely embarrassed, "I'm not good at writing poetry, I can compete with you."
"Compared to what?" Luo Yunchu raised the corners of his lips slightly, not afraid.
"Compared with medical skills, I heard that your empress has superb medical skills. How about you and I each choose one person from the Poetry Society to treat him to see whose medical skills are more powerful?" Yao Fang said with a twinkle in her eye.
"Okay, I will choose you, my concubine." Luo Yunchu said calmly.
"I choose the prince!"
Luo Yunchu and Xiao Beichen looked at each other, and the fish took the bait.
