The noble girls wanted to show their faces in front of Xie Jingrun. At this time, when they heard what the Empress Dowager said, they were just in their hearts. They put down the tableware in their hands, wiped their mouths with a veil, and then rushed to say, "The Empress Dowager, my daughter is not talented, I would like to write a poem with the theme of plum blossoms."

"My daughter wants to make a painting..."

"My daughter wants to write an article..."

For a time, the plum garden was filled with noble girls from aristocratic families rushing to the top, one after another.

Seeing everyone participating enthusiastically, the Empress Dowager was very satisfied, nodded and smiled, "The Ai family is waiting to see the girls' masterpieces."

After the empress dowager spoke, a palace servant immediately went to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Emperor Zhaojing was also somewhat looking forward to it.

Although he did not agree with the Queen Mother's performance similar to a talent show, he had already entered the palace, so he naturally wanted to keep his eyes open and check his son well.

Xie Jingrun sat at the position of Emperor Zhaojing's lower head and was not interested in the Empress Dowager's proposal. When he saw Rong Qingqing eating plum blossom crisps with concentration, as if he was eating something delicious, he suddenly became interested.

Is this plum blossom crispy delicious?

Otherwise, why would that girl only have plum blossom crisps in her eyes?

He picked up a piece and tasted it, then frowned and threw it back into the plate.

I don’t understand why Rong Qingqing likes to eat such sticky things.

At this time, Haifu walked to him, bowed and whispered: "Your Highness, the emperor said, let you keep your eyes open for a while and see if there are any suitable ones. You can choose a few more so that you can enrich your harem after you ascend the throne."

Xie Jingrun glanced at him, "Tell the emperor and ask him if he has any idea to renew his marriage. I can help him check it."

Haifu: "…"

When Emperor Zhaojing saw him come back, he hurriedly asked, "What did the prince say?"

Haifu swallowed his saliva. He didn't dare to convey what the prince said to the emperor with a hundred courage.

He froze and replied cautiously: "Your Highness said, he knows."

When Emperor Zhaojing heard this, he felt relieved and a little helpless and funny.

This kid kept saying that he didn't want to accept a concubine, but wasn't he still moved when he looked at the beauties in the garden?

The palace servants quickly retrieved the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and set up tables and chairs in the center of the venue for the noble girls to write poems and paintings.

A noble girl immediately stood up.

One, two...

The one who writes poems, the one who draws the painting.

For a moment, the plum garden was extremely lively.

When the empress dowager was in a state of interest, she held Madam Lin's hand, left the seat, and went to the center of the venue to watch.

“This word is beautifully written…”

"This poem is wonderful..."

"This painting is good..."

The Queen Mother's frequent praises resounded throughout the plum garden.

After receiving the praise from the Queen Mother, the noble girls worked harder and tried their best to leave a good impression in front of the Queen Mother and the Prince.

At this time, Princess Huaiyin sitting beside her, her eyes suddenly fell on Rong Qingqing and Shangguan Yanran who were eating with her head down.

Her eyes were focused on Rong Qingqing, and she looked at the face similar to Lan's, and a cold sarcasm appeared in her eyes.

While everyone is trying to show themselves, Rong Qingqing is competing with the food on the plate. She is indeed a fool. She can't write poetry or draw, right?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on her face and she said, "Princess Su and Miss Prime Minister, why don't you participate?"

Rong Qingqing, who was eating, heard this and put the half-bitten plum blossom crisp on the plate. She looked at her with all her heart, then raised her head and said calmly: "Princess Huaiyin, my daughter can't write poetry or paint, and she may have won't be happy for everyone, so she doesn't plan to participate."
Chapter completed!