fat concubine domineering

Chapter 96
Nangong Yu looked sideways at Mo Suxin, her pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were like a deep pool, unfathomably deep, and narrowed dangerously.Then, he seemed to feel a little inconceivable about Mo Suxin's indignation, and asked with unpredictable eyes: "What does the princess mean, do you want to take a male concubine?"

"Who... who said that I want to take a male concubine?" Mo Suxin immediately covered her mouth, for fear of being overheard by others, "I mean that the person who wrote the book is a shit! Since it is a good character, Then why is it marked as female virtue? According to me, good moral character must become the public morality of the world! Men and women are equal, if it is a good moral character, then everyone should have it, regardless of gender."

She felt that when the man wrote this book, he marked it with the word "female virtue" which was the most unbearable!Women's virtues are only the qualities that women must possess.The men can set fires everywhere, and the women in the family have to swallow their anger. They must have the female virtue of being tolerant of men, and they are not allowed to light lamps!The woman in this time and space was brainwashed by the times, but she came from modern times.

Nangong Yu raised her eyebrows, her face twitched several times, wondering what kind of princess she married?How is it so special?He thought he would just marry a chubby puppet and leave it at home, but now it is quite different, and he was more and more surprised. He asked: "Wangfei means that you don't want me to take a concubine?"

Mo Suxin was still talking eloquently at first, but for some reason, when Nangongyu asked, her face suddenly turned red, facing his long eyebrows, she pried her mouth up in protest: "I'm just talking Storytelling and morality, why do you keep asking about some of them??"

Nangong Yuyou said suddenly: "Just asking casually. However, if the princess has any request, it's better to say it clearly earlier, before it's too late."

What does this man mean?What do you want her to say clearly?How could it be too late for her?Mo Suxin suddenly didn't want to continue this topic.She became a little upset, this damn ancient!How could I be so unfortunate to be transported into this inexplicable time and space?How good would it be in modern times?Thousands of years have passed since the era of such a man's dictatorship, why should she have such troubles?

Other problems in ancient times are acceptable, that is, how does she, a woman from modern times, deal with herself due to the serious idea of ​​male superiority and female inferiority and polygamy?forget about it!If Nangong Yu...

She flicked her hair, shook off the question, and looked up at the field.At this time, there was a beautiful and slim girl performing and painting in the field.She drew a banner of Chang'e flying to the moon with the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Just as she was finishing the painting, she put pen to paper, and everyone in the venue clapped and applauded.

After the woman put down her brush, she turned around curtly and bowed to everyone.She was wearing a light green top embroidered with lotus flowers and a dark green patterned skirt underneath.From a distance, the waist looks like a willow, the temples are surrounded by mist and clouds, and the gold hairpins and jade green stand gracefully, like a classical beauty coming out of a painting, fresh like a lotus emerging from water.

"What a beauty! Who is she?" Mo Suxin couldn't help asking.

Nan Gongyu replied very clearly: "She is Yu Ziyan, the daughter of Yu Runqiu, a scholar in charge of the Imperial Academy, and a famous Danqing talented woman in the Han Dynasty.

"Ah! You pay a lot of attention to her! Could it be that you have admired her for a long time, and have...admired her?" Mo Suxin couldn't help being a little surprised when she heard that Nangong Yulian hadn't married yet.

What does this mean?How much did Nangong Yu pay attention to this beauty?At this time, Nangong Yu also turned her head, and stared at her face with a smile that was not a smile, shining brightly. Only then did she realize that her tone seemed to have a taste of sour bayberry, and she stopped abruptly and closed her eyes. mouth.

However, Nangong Yu still said a word: "This king seems to smell a little vinegar."

Mo Suxin immediately denied it and said: "Who is jealous? Are you? I won't. Even if you want to take her..." She wanted to say, even if you wanted to take her as a concubine, I wouldn't mind.But before she said those words, she felt that she was too naive!Because of what happened last night, Nangong Yu can be regarded as her man, right?How could she allow him to take a concubine?Unless he divorced her first!no no no!Unless she divorced him first!

Thinking about it this way, she felt that she was becoming more and more childish!How is this going?

Without waiting for her to think about it, just as she finished speaking, a young man in Confucian shirt who participated in hosting the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet brought Yu Ziyan, who was holding the painting with both hands, to the emperor, the empress dowager, and the empress.

The man in the Confucian shirt was the number one scholar in liberal arts in the old year and Zhou Wenbin, a new academician of the Imperial Academy. After saluting, he said, "Your Majesty, Yu Qianjin has a merciless request. She wants to invite Prince You, who is both excellent in poetry and painting, to be with her Write a poem on the painting, please allow the emperor!"

The emperor laughed after hearing the "hehe" and said: "Well... Yu Qianjin wants to ask Prince You to write a poem, so please do it! As long as the fourth prince is willing, why not? Just ask Prince You, I don't need my permission .”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your permission!" Yu Ziyan gave a generous blessing, and after thanking the Emperor with charming words, she also blessed the Empress Dowager and Empress respectively.When her eyes met the queen's, she seemed to have some resentment, but it was fleeting, she lowered her head, and there was no mistake in etiquette.

Mo Suxin did not expect that Yu Qianjin would ask Nangong Yu to accompany her painting with poems on such an occasion. What does this mean?She couldn't help thinking, there are many talented people in the field, and it's not only the fourth master who can write poems. Is there any special meaning for her to pester the fourth master?Don't blame her for thinking too much, just now she talked to Nangongyu about taking a concubine, and Nangongyu paid so much attention to her, and said that she is not yet married.

Thinking about it this way, she didn't want Nangong Yu to add any poems to her paintings.

Originally, as a modern person, she really didn't have much interest in the poems of this ancient person.Therefore, she just left and didn't want to participate in writing any poems.However, she heard that Yu Ziyan was praised by the fourth master just now as the number one talented woman in the Han and Shang kingdoms, and this Yu Qianjin, among thousands of talents, chose her husband to write poems for her paintings, she was very upset.

Even if she is narrow-minded, she is a jealous woman!She suddenly stood up with a "swoosh", and her blue dress made a big wave like the wind.

She took three steps and made two steps at the same time, but she didn't have the ancient woman's step-by-step lotus growth. She stepped forward and stopped in front of the girl in time, but turned to the emperor and saluted: "Your Majesty, can this poem be written by your servant?" Instead? Fourth Master, she is weak. She has met so many pairs just now, and she is feeling tired at the moment. How about... how about... this Yu Qianjin's painting, let Erchen write a poem for her? Although Erchen is not talented, he can write a poem for her. A poem is not a difficult task, so don't bother my husband."

Hearing this, the emperor glanced at the powerful fourth concubine, and then at the fourth son. The emperor thought that the jealousy of women in the palace was the most common. He didn't take it seriously, and immediately smiled and said: "Well... The princess is so elegant, so Yu Qianjin must have no objection, right? I have listened to Prince You's poems a lot, but I haven't heard the fourth princess's poems, so why not? "

Yu Ziyan looked up at the fourth princess suddenly, her eyes seemed a little surprised, she wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, Mo Suxin said to the emperor: "Since the emperor has given you permission, I will ask the emperor to write for you. When reading poems, how about the emperor's calligraphy? My son heard that the emperor's calligraphy is so smooth and easy, every word is worth a thousand gold, and a thousand gold can't buy it."

Mo Suxin doesn't know how the emperor's calligraphy is, but this ancient man, how can calligraphy be bad?Let alone the emperor.If the emperor is willing to spend a penny, it is naturally hard to buy.Therefore, she must not be wrong to praise the emperor.Although her calligraphy is also good, it is a pity that she is still somewhat insensitive to ancient traditional characters.

When the emperor heard it, he really got excited and said with a smile: "The fourth princess praises it very much. Do I really have to show my calligraphy?"

"Is the emperor willing? The emperor's words are hard to come by, but tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival feast, the emperor should not be stingy!" Mo Suxin just didn't want the fourth master to write poems on Yu Ziyan's paintings, even if it was writing, he didn't like it. Hence this proposal.As long as the emperor is willing, who dare not let the emperor write?

Sure enough, the emperor nodded, and immediately someone carried all the preparations in front of the emperor.No one dared to come out against the emperor's inscription.

The queen's face is very ugly!In front of the emperor, empress dowager, and all civil and military officials, the fourth concubine acts like the wind, speaks freely, and has no scruples at all. She is even more arrogant than the queen, she can say what she wants, and do what she wants. What kind of world is this?The emperor just smiled at her, how can anyone in this world dare to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor?
The queen wanted to say something, but the emperor smiled, picked up the pen, stroked his sleeves, and said in a good mood: "Okay! The fourth princess will read the poems, and I will write a book for you, and I will give it to you." Let’s match the picture with a quatrain.”

"Okay. With the emperor's own handwriting, Yu Qianjin's painting will really become a priceless treasure! Even if my poem is bad, it will become a good sentence because of the emperor's writing. I read it—" Mo Suxin said, "I'll just name a few casually."

Mo Suxin immediately read four poems: "The flowers of the Mid-Autumn Festival are so reunion, and Chang'e in the moon palace envies the world. The blue sea and the sky only hate the distance, and the Han and Shang world share the beauty."

The emperor was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and then he gave a thumbs up and praised loudly: "Good! It's been a month for Chang'e to envy the world, and the world of Han and Shang is beautiful! These two sentences are wonderful! The four princesses are full of poetic talents and open-minded. It is vast, and you can get a glimpse of it from these four lines of eloquent poems. Good lines! I like it!"

The emperor swiped his brush as he spoke, writing like a god. He put a small poem on the upper right corner of the painting, put down the pen and looked at the poem on the painting, and read it again: "The Mid-Autumn Festival flowers are so reunion, and Chang'e in the Moon Palace envies the world. The blue sea The sky alone hates the distance, and the Han and Shang dynasties share the beauty. What a big pattern! But it is only four lines of poems, but the pattern is so big that it is heaven and earth, wonderful! It not only corresponds to the scene in the painting, but also is more majestic than this painting , The atmosphere is natural. I like it! I like it very much! The fourth concubine can be called a talented woman of the Han and Shang kingdoms, with superb martial arts, graceful dancing, and the number one poet! Haha! Haha! Prince You, the number one poet in the world, do you agree? What do I say?"

(End of this chapter)