After the emperor came to the spacious place prepared by Leng Yu and sat down, everyone also sat down with their family members according to their official positions in the court.
Leng Yu and Luo Lan took their children and sat on the right side of the emperor, and Liu Dechang's family sat next to them.
After Leng Xi left for a while, he hurried back. He took Yu Qiaoqiao and Xiaobao and sat on the left side of the emperor. Next to them, there was a seat reserved for Leng Ming.
The other ministers and their families also found their respective positions. At this time, Leng Yu nodded to Liu Xi, and Liu Xi shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Now please invite the young masters and ladies of Prince Yu and Prince Xi's family to perform their respective talents."
As soon as Liu Xi finished speaking, Luo Lan nodded to Huaiyu. Huaiyu stood up with a serious face, came to the front of the person, bowed and saluted, and said seriously:
"I wish Grandpa Huang a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Today I have prepared a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival called "Shui Tiao Song Tou". My mother said that this poem was written by Su Shi, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty. I hope Grandpa Huang will like it."
The emperor nodded with satisfaction.
In the past, the emperor had never been fond of Huaiyu because of Leng Yun, but in recent years, under the education of Luo Lan and Leng Yu, he could no longer see the shadow of Leng Yun's dandy look on him, so, The emperor also liked this grandson a little more.
Huaiyu clasped one hand behind his back, imitating his husband's approach, raising his chin slightly, and the poems slowly flowed out of his mouth like flowing clouds and flowing water.
"In the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, people drink happily until the end of the day and get drunk. This chapter is written because of the pregnancy of a child.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dancing clear shadow, like in the world
…”
The way Huaiyu read poetry seriously made Luo Lan feel very happy. This child was smart and eager to learn, but he was a little less courageous than An An and Lele.
"good."
After hearing Huaiyu finish reading the poem, the emperor clapped his hands, nodded happily, turned around and told Liu Xi:
"Liu Xi, according to my will, Tengda can read this poem with both voice and emotion. It can be called a classic. There will be a reward. I will also reward Princess Yu."
Do you still have a reward?
Hearing this, Luo Lan stood up happily, bowed and thanked her in return:
"Thank you very much, Father. I am very flattered."
The emperor waved his hands and said with a smile:
"This child has been taught so well by you, I should reward you."
Huaiyu hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down.
"Thank you Grandpa Huang for the reward, and thank you dad and mom for your teachings. I wish Grandpa Huang to be as happy as today in the future."
"well……"
While the emperor nodded in praise, his face was a little rosy.
Next was An An's dance performance. Two girls were seen carrying the piano in front of Luo Lan. Luo Lan gently plucked the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano slowly came out from her fingers like gurgling water.
As the music started, An An tiptoed to the ground, wearing a long aqua dress, facing the wind, like a fairy descending to the world, came to the front of the people, gently swung her sleeves, and started dancing.
A water sleeve dance not only made the emperor look at this little girl with admiration, but also amazed everyone present.
While dancing, her eyes seemed to glance towards Lengxi inadvertently. Her innocent eyes always became extremely sharp when facing Lengxi, causing Lengxi to dodge away when she saw him. It seems that he dare not look directly at her.
Leng Xi always felt that the little girl's eyes seemed to reveal something that he was afraid of others knowing.
He also discovered that this little girl would look at him with an unusual look every time. Could it be that she really knew something?
He suddenly realized that this little girl might become a stumbling block for him to achieve great things in the future. It seemed that he had to be cruel and kill her.
An An's dance was also praised by the emperor, who also awarded her a reward.
The last one to appear was Lele. In front of everyone, he wrote a magnificent Mid-Autumn Festival poem, Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" in front of everyone. The moment he started writing, he gently blew dry the paper. Mo Mo, Xiao Lingzi and Xiao Shuangzi came to the person together and raised the words.
Seeing these words, the emperor clapped his hands and expressed his admiration.
"This kid Lele is not only good at playing chess, but he is also good at writing Chinese characters. He is truly outstanding. He will be rewarded every time, and he will be rewarded every time."
"Thank you, Grandpa Miao Zan. Lele will definitely continue to work hard and study hard."
Listening to the emperor's praise of Leng Yu's three children, Leng Xi dug his fingers tightly into his palms.
It seems that this time, Xiaobao is going to show his timidity in front of others.
Xiaobao had just returned from Shangshu Mansion, and he only learned the news that his mother and concubine had pleaded for him and his father had allowed him to enter the palace to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Therefore, Xiaobao was almost unprepared. Even if he was prepared, compared with these three children who were praised highly by the emperor, they were obviously much inferior.
At this moment, Liu Xi stepped forward and raised his voice and said:
"Now I invite the young master of Prince Xi's Mansion, Leng Tengyue, to show off his talents."
Xiaobao raised his head and glanced at Yu Qiaoqiao, who nodded hurriedly to him,
"Xiaobao, mom believes in you, you are the best, go ahead."
"etc……"
When Xiaobao was about to leave, Leng Xi stopped him, and Yu Qiaoqiao reminded him in a worried voice:
"In front of the emperor, don't embarrass the child. If you have anything to say, go home and talk about it."
Leng Xi ignored Yu Qiaoqiao at all, but took two steps forward and came to Xiaobao. Xiaobao raised his head and looked at him timidly.
"As a man, if you know what you know, just say it. If you don't know, just say it. There is no shame in it. Instead of showing timidity in front of others, it is better to have the courage to admit your shortcomings."
While saying the words of blame, he helped Xiaobao tidy up his somewhat messy collar.
Obviously, he has no hope for Xiaobao, or in other words, he feels that Xiaobao will definitely embarrass him this time.
Xiaobao's face suddenly turned red at his father's words. He looked at Leng Xi and wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth.
"Go!"
Leng Xi waved his hand to him in disappointment. Xiaobao glanced at him, then turned to look at Yu Qiaoqiao, and then strode to the front of the crowd.
The emperor looked at Xiaobao and asked with a smile in his eyes:
"Xiaobao, what talents have you prepared today? My brothers and sisters are all excellent, you can't let Grandpa Huang down."
The emperor's tone was gentle and his expression was kind, which surprised Xiaobao.
In the past, Grandpa Huang rarely gave him a good look when facing him. What happened today?
The emperor's move surprised not only Xiaobao, but also Leng Xi and Yu Qiaoqiao.
Probably only Liu Xi knew that during the period when the emperor was seriously ill, he understood many things and saw through many things. In his eyes, the children of his Leng family must be very good. If Xiaobao can't perform well for a while, If someone is particularly outstanding, the emperor will definitely be furious and even turn against him immediately.
Xiaobao clasped his hands and replied respectfully:
"Grandpa Huang, some of my brothers and sisters dance, write, and recite poems. Xiaobao, please draw a portrait for Grandpa Huang today!"
"Can you draw?"
The emperor looked at him with puzzled eyes, "When did you learn this?"
"As for Grandpa Huang, I learned it at my grandma's house."
Leng Xi also looked at Yu Qiaoqiao with some surprise. Xiaobao can draw? Why doesn't he, the father, know?
But then he began to worry. If Xiaobao's portrait is not good enough today, his father will definitely be unhappy. With the three children for comparison, Xiaobao's status in his father's heart will definitely plummet, which will inevitably affect His father.
Thinking of this, he whispered to Qiao Qiao with hatred:
"Did you ask your child to draw a portrait of your father?"
Yu Qiaoqiao didn't look sideways at him or answer him, she just gave him an indifferent look.
When Leng Xi saw that Yu Qiaoqiao was ignoring him, he was instantly furious. At the same time, Xiaobao had already spread out his pen and paper and started drawing...
