Chapter 983
The Zou family will mistakenly think that the holding of the flower viewing banquet means an early survey of the draft, and many other residences have similar ideas.

Therefore, on the eve of the opening of the flower viewing banquet, the wives of each family tried their best to dress up their daughters, trying to make their daughters a blockbuster at the flower viewing banquet.

Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Minister of the Ministry of Rites, saw this sign, and couldn't help worrying secretly: "Master, do you think the emperor really won't hold a talent show?"

"Didn't my daughter tell you already? The emperor has no intention of holding a talent show, so don't worry about it."

"The emperor didn't mean that, but those adults in the court have never been at peace. They will try it out every few months. If it accumulates over time, maybe the emperor will be persuaded someday. , just like the draft our daughter participated in, didn't the emperor agree with it just because he was tired of being told?"

The Minister of Rites moved his arm. He was wounded on the shoulder. Although the wound was gradually healing, the arm could not be lifted and needed patient rest and recovery:
"The emperor's status is noble, even if he wants to hold a talent show, it is a matter of course. Don't be confused, and don't tell your thoughts to Concubine Meng."

"I'm not stupid, so of course I won't tell my daughter, I'm just talking to you." Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes and couldn't help sighing at the same time. That's why she warned Meng Rou not to fall in love with the emperor.

The ministers in the court will constantly urge the emperor to conduct drafts, and the palace will recruit newcomers batch after batch. Is there no one in the emperor who is tempted?If she really fell in love with the emperor, how could she just watch him and pamper others?
In the end, it is nothing more than hurting others and yourself, so the best way is to not be tempted from the beginning.

After the Minister of Rites moved his arms, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mrs. Zhang quickly handed over the handkerchief and asked the Minister of Rites to wipe off the sweat from her head.

"Ma'am, after you enter the palace, you must be careful. At the banquet in the palace, keep a low profile if you can. Don't be in the limelight, let alone cause trouble for Concubine Meng."

"Understood, do I need you to tell me?"

"I knew that madam is the smartest, but isn't it because I'm too old to talk too much? Madam, don't mind."

Mrs. Zhang glared at the Minister of Rites, and then couldn't help sighing: "I really hope this banquet can be passed safely."

"Well, I hope too, but just looking at this posture, I'm afraid it's unlikely."

Three days later, the flower viewing banquet in the palace was held as usual.

Su Yao is going to get up early to dress up. The flower viewing feast is for flowers, so it is natural to enjoy the flowers when they are at their most beautiful. Anyway, there is nothing going on in the harem now, so Su Yao brings up the time of the banquet. After the flowers are finished, you can still have a meal in the palace, and then the wives and ladies of each family can leave early instead of staying too late.

Chu Feiyan reached out and grabbed Su Yao's arm: "Yao'er, don't get up, okay?"

Su Yao slightly leaned back on the head of the bed, then reached out and pinched Chu Feiyan's nose: "There is a banquet today, Mr. Xiang, don't tempt me."

Chu Feiyan raised his eyes, and a slight smile flashed between his warm eyebrows: "But I want Yao Er to accompany me for a while."

During this period of time, he was busy with affairs in the court all day long. Mu Qingchen clung to him and regarded him as a magical weapon against those courtiers, so that he was trapped in the front court all day, getting along with Su Yao I have less time, and I feel that I am losing money when I think about it.

Thinking about it, Chu Feiyan exerted a little force on his hands, directly pulled Su Yao into his arms, stretched out his slender arms to hug her tightly, and then acted childishly and refused to let go.

"Yao'er is my baby, I won't let go if I hug her."

"Master Xiang, when did you become so childish?"

"If being childish can make Yao Er coax me all the time, then I am willing to be so childish forever."

"Okay, if Master Xiang keeps doing this, then I'll keep coaxing you."

Chu Feiyan rubbed Su Yao's cheek: "Forget it, I still prefer to spoil Yao'er."

Su Yao lowered his head and kissed Chu Feiyan on the cheek: "Master Xiang, get up quickly, I want you to help me draw my eyebrows today."

Chu Feiyan's eyes flashed, and he hugged Su Yao directly: "Okay, since it's a lady's request, as a husband, I should try my best to satisfy it."

Chu Feiyan was about to show off his skills, but Su Yao slapped him on the shoulder: "Master Xiang, I haven't changed my clothes yet."

"It's because of my husband's mistake, my wife is merciful."

"Hmph, why don't you help me change my clothes?"

"Yes, my lady."

After laughing and laughing, Su Yao changed her clothes and sat in front of the dressing table to carefully touch up her makeup.

Standing behind her, Chu Feiyan lowered his head from time to time to help, making Su Yao more and more chaotic.

Su Yao couldn't help but glared at Chu Feiyan through the bronze mirror: "Master Xiang, if you continue to help me, I'm afraid I won't be able to see people with my makeup today."

"Why can't I meet people? Isn't it good for me?"

"What's wrong? This rouge is almost applied to the wrong place."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, in my heart, Yao Er is the most beautiful no matter what."

"Hmph." The corners of Su Yao's lips couldn't help but rise, "Master Xiang, stop making trouble, I have business to do today."

"What's the matter, do you need me to help you?"

"Looking at it now, there is no need for Master Xiang to take action. If there is a need in the future, I will definitely not be polite."

"What's the matter?" As long as the matter related to Su Yao, no matter how big or small, Chu Feiyan would pay special attention to it.

"Master Xiang, do you remember the Legend of the Fox that I wrote some time ago?"

"Of course I remember, didn't you say a while ago that the two of us would go out to see how the adapted play is?"

Su Yao curled her lips: "I'm afraid I can't see it."

"Why is this?"

"The actors who sang The Legend of the Fox were beaten up by the audience."

"Huh?" Chu Feiyan narrowed his eyes slightly. It was written by his wife with great pains, and finally moved to the stage. My wife was looking forward to it. Before I read it, people disturbed it , he was naturally unhappy.

"If Xiaoyaoyou was disturbed like this, I wouldn't be angry in my heart. The fox demon in the Legend of the Fox, but I wrote it after Xiangye. There are still many stories that I haven't finished yet!"

Chu Feiyan lowered his head and embraced him in his arms: "Yao Er, don't be wronged, you like this Legend of the Fox, so people can sing whatever they want."

"I'm afraid someone is restless."

"Who?"

"Master Xiang, has anyone in the court urged the emperor to hold a draft?"

"Every once in a while, someone will write a book like this. Why does Yao Er ask this?"

"I think someone wants to step on my fox to pave the way for their own future." Su Yao curled her lips slightly. She couldn't see women under all kinds of constraints living so hard, that's why she was so special. I like Meng Rou's cheerful and sharp appearance.

But now that some people forcibly put the shackles on themselves, and they want to push the shackles on the women of the entire Da'an Dynasty, then don't blame her for being rude.

(End of this chapter)

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