vrcanaries Chapter 87 If I become rich and powerful, I will not forget you
Chapter 87 If I become rich and powerful, I will not forget you
Shen Shixi went through all the Tang poems he had memorized as a child. For children of later generations, the Three Hundred Tang Poems are just the starting point.
Mothers only know how to teach their children to memorize, regardless of how many songs they can memorize themselves, as long as the children can memorize them.
"A bright moon rises over the sea; we share this moment though far apart!" Shen Shixi recited two lines, and Xie Tingwan couldn't help but applaud, "Excellent! A timeless masterpiece!"
Shen Shixi thought to himself, "That's right, it's Zhang Jiuling's poem."
"Let me make this clear first, I didn't write it!"
"What are you talking about? What didn't you write?" Li Yuanyin arrived, bowed to Li Yuanke, and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty. Your Majesty, are you admiring the chrysanthemums?"
He glanced at Xie Tingwan, who had been excited just moments before, but now lowered her head, took two steps back, and Li Yuanyin bowed to Shen Shixi and the others, saying, "Greetings, sisters-in-law!"
"Shut up!" Shen Shixi was so angry she wanted to kick someone. "Don't you know how to call someone? If you want to call someone your sister-in-law, call her the Empress! Calling us 'little sister-in-law' is just nauseating!"
Li Yuanyin was stunned by the scolding. He glanced to the side again and saw Xu Murong and Zheng Ruojin smirking, while Xie Tingwan stood to the side with her head down.
"What's wrong with you? With your temper, only the Emperor can tolerate it. Look at Xu Baolin and the others, aren't they all well-bred ladies? But you, you're so fierce, like a tigress!"
Shen Shixi smiled. "I guessed you came to see me today?"
Li Yuanyin sat down on the stone bench. "Hey, you guessed right, I came here to find you. By the way, Sister-in-law Yuan Jieyu... ah no, Madam Shen, Young Master Shen, I've made a batch of pottery, but no, it won't do. It has absolutely nothing to do with Liuli."
He also brought a piece of junk.
Shen Shixi picked it up and glanced at it, then chuckled, "Beg me! I know what's going on, and I even know how to help you solve the problem! But, I'm a tigress, and this big tiger can't talk, it can only roar!"
Li Yuanke laughed the whole time, and he was even more amused by Li Yuanyin's trembling with anger and helplessness.
As for the rest, Xie Tingwan didn't know what she thought, but Xu Murong and Zheng Ruojin certainly learned something new.
Zheng Ruojin said, "So Consort Yuan and Prince Chang Le are quite familiar with each other!"
She glanced at Xie Tingwan almost imperceptibly. Xie Tingwan had already turned around, leaning on the railing to admire the chrysanthemums, occasionally offering a comment.
"That sounds familiar! I know how many times his teacher slapped his palms when he was a kid, and he even pulled on that little girl's hand..."
"Shut up! Your Majesty, aren't you going to do anything about this?" Li Yuanyin bowed to Li Yuanke.
Li Yuanke said, "I don't care about your affairs, nor can I interfere."
Xie Tingwan turned her head and looked over, quite shocked. She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yuan Jieyu, you haven't finished reciting your poem yet!"
Li Yuanyin was extremely shocked. "You can actually compose poetry? Wow, I've known you for so many years, and I've really underestimated you. You're quite remarkable! Come, please, great poet, I'd like to broaden my horizons as well!"
"Get lost!" Shen Shixi said. "You're incompetent yourself, and you think everyone else is incompetent too. Don't forget what you came here for!"
"No, no! Please, please finish your poem first, and then I will humbly ask you for advice! Really, Miss Shen, you can't just ignore this. I've invested a lot of money, ninety percent of which came from my brother. I know you don't care whether I lose money or not, but you certainly wouldn't want to part with my brother's money, right?"
Shen Shixi waved her round fan, pointed at the desk, and said, "Go, I'll tell you, you write!"
Li Yuanyin walked past like a puppy, rolled up his sleeves and picked up his brush. Xie Tingwan helped him grind the ink. Neither of them looked at the other, but Shen Shixi just felt something was wrong.
Something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Because no matter what's wrong, it has nothing to do with her.
"The bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment though we are far apart!" Shen Shixi repeated.
"Great!" Li Yuanyin cheered and gave Shen Shixi a thumbs up.
Shen Shixi ignored him, "Lovers lament the long night, their longing rising with the evening."
Li Yuanke's gaze fell on Shen Shixi, his eyes filled with a smile.
Xie Tingwan slowed down her ink-grinding movements, her lips pressed tightly together.
Xu Murong stared longingly at Shen Shixi. In her previous life, she had little contact with Shen Shixi and died too early. Being reborn was of no help to her, but after dying once, she had a strong sense of danger.
Shen Shixi is absolutely not to be offended.
From now on, she should stay away from the Emperor.
Zheng Ruojin's gaze darted back and forth between Xie Tingwan and Li Yuanyin.
"I extinguish the candle, pitying the remaining light; I put on my robe, feeling the dew's dampness. I cannot offer this handful of light as a gift; it is the perfect time to return to bed."
Shen Shixi changed the word "dream" in "returning to bed to dream of a good time" to "just" and changed "only hope to meet you in a dream" to mean meeting you in bed.
After all, literary inquisitions existed in every dynasty. She said she didn't write the poem, but there was no Zhang Jiuling in this dynasty, and no one would have heard the poem. If someone used it to make a fuss, she would be unable to defend herself.
Don't let anyone slander her by saying she has a lover outside, that she misses him terribly, then she's truly been wronged.
"This poem is quite good!" Li Yuanyin said.
"Of course, after all, I didn't write it." Shen Shixi stood up and said, "Let's go, go get your glassware. Your Majesty, if you have time, please come with me. I'd like to dine at Qian Yuan Palace today."
It was lunchtime, and Li Yuanke was hungry. Even if Shen Shixi didn't call him, he would still have lunch with her.
"Let's go together, Twelfth Brother!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After everyone left, Zheng Ruojin was still curious. "Tingwan, look how familiar Consort Yuan and Prince Chang Le seem. How could they be so close?"
Xie Tingwan casually put away the poem written by Li Yuanyin and placed it together with her own, saying, "Consort Yuan and the Emperor have known each other for a long time. The Emperor and Prince Changle are brothers, so it is normal for him to know Consort Yuan. They must have played together a lot when they were young."
Zheng Ruojin said, "No wonder the Emperor treats Consort Yuan so well! Even though Consort Yuan dared to be disrespectful to a concubine, the Emperor never said anything and always protected her."
Xie Tingwan said, "It's hard to say who's right and who's wrong in the palace. Consort Yuan didn't disrespect the rank of Consort without reason. However, let's not talk about the rank of Consort."
"Yes, after all, we haven't known the Emperor since we were kids. I don't even know a prince. I'm not an old servant of the Emperor's palace or the Eastern Palace, and I don't have any special relationship with the Emperor."
Xu Murong said, "Sister Zheng, there's no need to belittle yourself. You are the legitimate daughter of the Zheng family of Xingyang. Even if the Emperor doesn't care about anything else but the prestige of the Zheng family, he will still value you more."
Zheng Ruojin said, "What's the use of all this? Once you're in this deep palace, it all comes down to the Emperor's favor. As for our backgrounds, the three of us are all the same. So, from now on, no matter what others do, the three of us must work together and never forget each other when we achieve wealth and status!"
"If we become rich and powerful, we will never forget each other!" the three said in unison.
Three hands clasped together, exchanging smiles that were more radiant than the chrysanthemums filling the pavilion.
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