Chapter 28: Fifth brother, please write a poem

Mid-Autumn Festival.

In the imperial capital, there was a lot of lively lanterns, all kinds of lanterns hung all over the streets and alleys.

The fifth prince’s mansion.

Ji Tianci looked solemn and a little nervous.

My own big test has finally come.

By passing the test, he can leap on the dragon gate and become the real fifth prince.

If you can't pass, you will definitely die without a burial place.

An Weiyang pushed the door open and entered, Yu held a piece of rice paper in his hand.

"The people who deserve the most attention at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet are clear about it!" An Weiyang asked.

Then, he laughed out loud.

Mother is in the world!

This beautiful woman in the palace dress showed her elegant and luxurious temperament and had an indescribable dignity and generosity.

"I look down on the poems written by the great scholars?"

Ji Tianci looked back.

After Concubine De left, Ji Tianci met an acquaintance.

"Yes, I just look down on you!"

Even if Emperor Xiaoyuan comes in person, Mo Qilin may not wake up.

Lao Wu’s poems are good, and carefully prepared poems about the moon will definitely be excellent.

Also, Mr. Dong told me that Lao Wu had prepared a poem about the moon.

"Report to Your Majesty, the sir, the sir, said he was ill, so he would not come to participate!" A young eunuch reported.

While the two were talking, Ji Tianci felt a chill on his back.

Ji Tianci's contemptuous smile made An Weiyang frown.

Concubine De was deeply favored by Emperor Xiaoyuan. When attending major occasions and major banquets, she was next to Emperor Xiaoyuan and occupied the position of the queen.

The palace is very vigilant, even if Ji Tianci is the prince, he cannot walk around at will.

"Since the supervisor is sick, we won't wait for him." Emperor Xiaoyuan said.

"The prince is intent!"

I saw the source of malice.

"A little hunter, what are poetry?"

At the same time, my admiration for Ji Tianci was even more promising.

Ji Tianci was still a little guilty when he saw his nominal mother for the first time.

We must take the initiative to let Lao Wu chant other poems, and let Lao Wu carefully prepares the poems of the moon chanting, useless.

When the prince heard Emperor Xiaoyuan's praise, his eyebrows raised and the smile on his lips became more and more intense.

"The supervisor has not arrived yet?" asked Emperor Xiaoyuan.

He knew that the surveillance officer was a fake. At this time, the surveillance officer probably couldn't help but go fishing again.

Ji Tianci and An Weiyang followed a little eunuch.

Although the two of them didn't say a word.

Ji Tianci's way of locking in the strange whereabouts out of thin air really shocked Qin Muyang.

"This poem about the moon was bought from the great scholar of Qi State. After you recited it, you burned the paper."

"I heard that you were promoted by Commander Shen and promoted to Qianhu?"

The strong are willful.

"Your Majesty, please come to the seat!"

After Ji Tianci and Concubine De exchanged intimate greetings, the eunuch's sharp voice suddenly rang out.

At this moment, the prince suddenly stood up.

"Emperor Xiaoyuan, Jianzheng and Mo Qilin!"

"I will report it tomorrow!"

Ji Tianci glanced back without showing any weakness.

Anyone who sees this beautiful woman will involuntarily have a word in his mind.

"Know!"

The moment Ji Tianci arrived at the palace.

Arrived in the carriage and came to the palace.

Emperor Xiaoyuan saw the picture of returning home on a snowy night, as Mr. Dong expected, very satisfied, with a hint of relief on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Tianci was slightly shocked.

However, in Ji Tianci's view, this poem chanting the moon.

Concubine De let go of Ji Tianci's hand and said softly.

Mr. Dong was very right.

A sound of beasts came out of the Qilin Cave.

"Tonight, the moon is full in Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will give you a painting."

...

"God's gift!"

An Weiyang nodded and said.

Emperor Xiaoyuan smiled and did not blame the supervisor.

His gift was the picture of returning home on a snowy night prepared by Mr. Dong for him.

"God's gift, don't be too polite. Are you better? Don't work so hard in your practice in the future."

Ji Tianci can only say.

It is far less than the bright moon on the sea and the world is sharing this time.

The eunuchs and maids avoided each other, and were so scared that their faces were pale.

"Sir, what should I do? Do you want to report to Your Majesty?"

It is far less than when the bright moon will appear, and ask the blue sky with wine.

A gentle call came into Ji Tianci's ears.

Mo Qilin is lazy and always sleeps soundly and will never wake up.

"My Qilin was alarmed?"

When An Weiyang heard Ji Tianci's arrogant words, he laughed in anger and gave Ji Tianci a blank look.

...

Ji Tianci was very straightforward and said frankly.

Under An Weiyang's forced force, Ji Tianci recited the poem "The Great Confucian" by the moon.

The chill contained a great malice, as if the devil from Jiuyou.

"What do you mean?"

Such a lazy Mo Qilin was extremely excited at this time.

"What's going on?"

In the palace.

"Your father is here, and your mother is going to go!"

And he was extremely excited and roared into the sky.

"Crown Prince, Fifth Prince, what are you waiting for?"

Concubine De held Ji Tianci's hand, and a delicate touch came from the back of her hand, like the best silk. It is hard to imagine that a woman over 40 years old was in such good care.

In the mind of the prince, he thought about going to the palace and Mr. Dong gave him advice.

"Your Majesty is here!"

"The Fifth Prince is famous for his poetry."
To be continued...