My princess is so beautiful

Chapter 15

Everyone was amazed and pleasantly surprised, and the noble ladies who had not left the cabinet even subconsciously arranged their buns and skirts. No one expected that His Highness the Crown Prince, who never liked to attend banquets, would suddenly appear today.

Song Yan was dressed in a black purple python robe, striding into the room, his face was crowned like jade, and his demeanor was magnificent, even a strand of his hair exuded an incomparable aura of looking down on the world. mud.

Shen Ning clearly heard gasps, and even a few noble ladies fainted directly, probably because of a heart attack.

Princess Qingfu was surprised, and she said kindly, "Yan'er, come and sit beside my aunt."

A group of little maids went into battle together, and in an instant, Zhang Xinxi was arranged beside Princess Qingfu.

Song Yan didn't look sideways, and only said respectfully to Princess Qingfu, "Aunt."

Princess Qingfu was very enthusiastic and talked about how to beautify today's event.

Song Yan's tone was light: "Auntie's spring feast is very good."

Not only is it great, it's also fun.

There were many people who wanted to take the opportunity to chat with Song Yan, but before they could figure out what to say, they heard Song Yan say, "I'm going to give my aunt a good start today."

Princess Qingfu's smile became brighter and brighter: "Yan'er is so caring, and my aunt is so happy. I don't know why Yan'er is so lucky?"

Song Yan swept his eyes, looked around at the people present, and said lightly: "Ding You, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, is going to break the rules and promote someone to temporarily take the position of the left servant."

The audience gasped in unison!
The left servant of the Ministry of Rites, that is really lacking from the third rank.

To become an official through the imperial examination, you have the support of your family, and you have to wait at least seven or eight years to climb up to the third-rank position. Now His Royal Highness's words are so light. It can be called a change of fate against the sky!

Who wouldn't be tempted by such a good opportunity to reach the sky in one step?

As for whether such an extraordinary promotion is reasonable, and whether Emperor Shengping will agree to all kinds of things, it is no longer within the scope of everyone's consideration at this moment.

In Dasheng, there is nothing that His Royal Highness in front of you can't handle!
Princess Qingfu opened her phoenix eyes wide, unable to hide the joy in her heart. From her point of view, this prize was clearly tailor-made for her son!

The King of Kangjun has already been appointed to the Ministry of Rites, who else is more suitable to take over the position of the left servant of the Ministry of Rites?
She suppressed her excitement, and pretended to be dignified and said: "His Royal Highness has a golden word, four horses are hard to chase, whoever can come out on top today, this joy from heaven will belong to him!"

Princess Qingfu has great confidence in King Kang's literary talents, not to mention that she and her son have agreed on the lyrics for today's poetry anthology, and she will definitely win the first prize in one fell swoop!
Song Yan picked up the teacup with a smile, took a sip, and glanced at Shen Ning, and saw the woman staring at him unabashedly, her eyes were burning and very hot.

Yes, Shen Ning is indeed examining Song Yan.

This guy gave her a strong sense of 'uneasy kindness', she didn't believe a single word of his high-sounding words!

It's just that Shen Ning would not be so stupid as to question the crown prince in public, let alone Song Yan's arrival would only add to her plan today.

Thinking in this way, Shen Ning picked up the teacup in a wonderful mood, and paid respects to Song Yanying.

As for the poisonous tea, heh~ she learned a lot from a fall, and she, Shen Ning, didn't like to fall twice in the same pit.

Song Yan received Shen Ning's reply, swept his eyes proudly, and turned his head to drink tea.

Want to seduce him again?
Huh~
The drums are clanging, and the poetry anthology begins.

A group of young masters sharpened their knives, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They originally only wanted to show one or two in front of the beauties, and by the way, to gain fame, but now they have an extra path to reach the sky.
What's more, what's more active is that what he thinks about is not the position of the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, but whether he can take this opportunity to climb the high branch of His Highness the Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is lonely and arrogant. Although he has great power, he has not yet formed his own team
Today's lottery seems to be just the position of the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, but who knows if there is another deep meaning behind it?
If he can become a minister next to His Highness the Crown Prince, his future official career will not be limited to a mere third rank!

According to the rules, the first round of lottery for the poetry anthology should be drawn by the person in charge, Princess Qingfu.

The little maid came forward with an elegant red sandalwood tray, in which were neatly arranged ten gold-sprinkled flower papers.

Princess Qingfu looked at Song Yan: "Yan'er, why don't you draw the lottery for my aunt today?"

Song Yan smiled, stretched out a finger with sharp knuckles, and drew an exciting arc on the tray. After a while, he tapped lightly on one of the trays.

Princess Qingfu raised her hand and turned the paper over, her red lips curled up: "Xiao Chongshan."

As soon as the ci cards came out, the young masters who participated in the first round of competition off the field immediately began to frown and meditate, and rolled up their sleeves to write.

The time-limited effort of a stick of incense is fleeting.

The maids properly collected everyone's poems and presented them to Song Yan and Princess Qingfu's case.

After the two tasted it, the little maid presented three of them to the other respected Confucian scholars.

At this time, the second round of competition has also begun.

King Kang was the first to close the pen. He flicked his sleeves and raised his jaw slightly like a proud white crane.

Chen Wanwan blushed when she saw it, and turned her head away in a panic after just one glance.

Princess Qingfu took this scene into her eyes, took a sip of tea with satisfaction, then turned to Song Yan, and mentioned casually: "Auntie heard that the envoy of Daqi is going to Beijing soon, and your marriage with Ning'er is a matter of course." It’s time for Fan to make a charter.”

Song Yan sneered, and casually picked up a blue grape and threw it into his mouth: "No hurry."

Princess Qingfu smiled: "You, you~ you are still a child at heart~ Auntie knows that you have been wronged, but you are the prince of the country, and some heavy responsibilities can only fall on you."

With a sigh, Princess Qingfu opened her lips leisurely again: "The weather in Daqi has been smooth and the economy has been booming for the past few years, and the current strength may not be inferior to ours. That's why your father insisted on you marrying Princess Daqi The root of this, Yan'er, Aunt hopes that you will always be aware of these things."

Song Yan dipped his fingertips in the water, and then shook it casually in mid-air, his posture was as loose as ever, but there was a mocking smile in Danfeng's eyes covered by long eyelashes.

He was silent for a while, and then raised his eyes to meet Princess Qingfu's eyes: "My aunt wants to tell my nephew that if it's not my race, its heart must be different."

The cloud billowing evil spirit in his eyes made Princess Qingfu tremble unconsciously.

However, Song Yan quickly returned to his usual careless and lazy look, and blinked narrowly at Princess Qingfu: "Aunt Huang, Yan'er knows a lot."

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