Chapter 97 Winter Poetry Festival

Emperor Qing Ling looked at the food box in Concubine Shu Gui's arms. To keep it warm, she actually held the food box in her arms and warmed it with her body.

He raised his hand to take the food box and said in a deep voice: "Wei Weiran, go and get my hand warmer to warm Concubine Shu Gui's body."

Wei Weiran hurriedly said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Emperor Qing Ling carried the food box, held her hand and walked to the table, put down the food box, settled her on a stool beside her, and opened the ginger soup.

He sniffed and said, "Yao He is always so warm-hearted. In comparison, I seem to be unromantic."

Concubine Shu lowered her head and chuckled, "If the news that the emperor guarded me and Ying An for a night two days ago were to spread, I'm afraid that everyone in the world would blame me for being a concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people. Then the emperor actually said that he was unromantic. If the emperor is unromantic, then all men in the world would not live."

Her voice was soft, as if it could seduce people.

Emperor Qingling took a sip of ginger soup and said, "Yesterday I heard that a dark shadow appeared in Guangling Palace. Did you notice anything unusual?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Concubine Shu.

For some reason, Concubine Shu did not dare to look him in the eye.

Since she gave birth, she had noticed that the emperor's feelings for her were growing stronger, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was as deep as the sea, so strong that it couldn't be dispersed.

For example, now, the worry and concern in the emperor's eyes made her feel guilty for no reason.

She said calmly: "No, everything was normal in Guangling Palace yesterday, there was no shadow."

Emperor Qingling frowned slightly, turned around and sat down on the table, saying: "No, it's good, I was still worried that something happened to you and Ying'an."

Hearing this, Concubine Shu slowly stood up and stepped forward, standing beside Emperor Qingling to grind ink for him, and said in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty treats me so well, but I feel a little uneasy."

Emperor Qingling stopped reading the memorials with his pen, looked at her sideways: "Why?"

Concubine Shu avoided his eyes, her cheeks blushed with shame.

"Fear is like a candle flame and an ephemeral flower, fleeting."

She said, the loneliness in her eyes was about to overflow.

Just a cautious sidelong glance at Emperor Qingling, and Emperor Qingling's heart was about to break.

He raised his hand and held hers, the temperature of his palm was frighteningly high.

Wei Weiran hurriedly walked in with a hand warmer, and saw the scene of the two looking at each other affectionately.

He quickly lowered his head, stepped forward and placed the hand warmer on the table, and said: "Your Majesty, the Fourteenth Master is here."

After speaking, the expressions of both of them paused. Concubine

Shu Gui's hanging heart fell, Prince Heng really didn't dare to do anything to the Fourteenth Master.

She didn't hesitate, knelt down and saluted, and said in a light voice: "Since the Fourteenth Master is here, then I will withdraw." Just as

she was about to withdraw, Emperor Qing Ling grabbed her hand.

Very hard.

As if he wanted to carve her into his bones and blood.

He said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, stay with me."

Concubine Shu Gui lowered her head and nodded lightly. She

secretly exerted force with her hand, trying to pull her hand out of Emperor Qingling's hand, but it was useless.

She whispered, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Qingling looked at her with a smile.

The next moment, the Fourteenth Master walked in.

What caught his eye was the image of Emperor Qingling holding Concubine Shu's hand.

He had no expression, knelt down and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, brother."

"Hello, Queen Shu."

Concubine Shu whispered anxiously, "Your Majesty, the Fourteenth Master is here..."

Emperor Qingling chuckled, and finally let go of her hand, pointing to the seat on the other side and said to the Fourteenth Master, "Xuezhen is here, please sit down."

The Fourteenth Master nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Concubine Shu walked around the table, knelt down to greet the Fourteenth Master, and then sat back in her original seat.

The Fourteenth Master looked at her doubtfully and then laughed: "My Royal Brother and Concubine Shu are truly in love, which makes me jealous."

Emperor Qingling laughed and said cheerfully: "Want to get married? Just say the same thing, and I will send the best women in the world to your house for you to choose from!"

The Fourteenth Master lowered his eyes and shook his head and laughed: "No, no, no, I just want to travel around the world, and getting married and starting a family is not what I want."

Emperor Qingling glanced at him reproachfully, then looked at Concubine Shu, pointed at the Fourteenth Master and said: "Xuezhen, you have always been in this temper. Every time I said I would find a wife for him, he would refuse. Concubine, I remember that you have a younger brother at home. Does your brother ever yearn for the beauty of the world like this?"

Concubine Shu lowered her eyes and smiled: "The emperor and I are really destined to be together. My brother also wants to travel around the world every day. He once said that he wanted to be a free traveler, taste all the delicacies in the world, see all the beauties in the world, and travel around the world." Emperor

Qingling raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I didn't know that the prime minister had such a free and easy little son?" Concubine

Shu said lightly: "My brother has never liked to show up in public. Few people in the capital know what he looks like. It's normal that the emperor doesn't know."

The Fourteenth Master was on the side, He just glanced at Concubine Shu Gui, then looked away and said, "I have heard that there was a very handsome man in the capital, seventeen years old, who had good calligraphy and was also good at painting. Many women in the capital were in love with him, but few people had seen his true face. Could this man be Concubine Shu Gui's brother?"

Concubine Shu Gui nodded and said, "What the Fourteenth Master said is indeed my brother."

Emperor Qing Ling thought for a moment and then spoke, "In seven days, there will be the Winter Poetry Festival in the palace. Before the Spring Festival every year, young men and women from various families will come to the palace to participate in the poetry festival. On the one hand, it is to strengthen the relationship between the ministers in the court and to recruit talents for the court. First, the purpose is to let the prince know the newcomer and pave the way for him to walk in the capital in the future. Since the prime minister's son is quite talented, why don't you come to the palace together? Seventeen? It's the right age to get married. Yaohe, what do you think of my suggestion? "

Shu Guifei stood up and knelt down to greet him, saying, "Your Majesty

's suggestion is very good." Emperor Qingling waved his hand and said, "In this case, it's settled. Wei Weiran, you go and give my private collection of "Snow and Wind in the Frontier" to the prime minister's son, Shu Guifei's younger brother, and also tell me that the prime minister's son must be present at the winter poetry meeting seven days later."

Wei Weiran was shocked.

The painting of snow and wind outside the Great Wall was presented to the emperor before. It was said to be a masterpiece of a great painter that was out of print. He got it by chance. The brushstrokes were like a dragon flying in the sky, with a profound artistic conception. The scenery outside the Great Wall jumped into his eyes. He had seen it by chance and was amazed. He had no regrets in his life.

Now the emperor wanted to give the painting of snow and wind outside the Great Wall to the son of the prime minister.

Such an honor, I am afraid that the capital will discuss it for some time.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will do it right away."

As soon as Wei Weiran left, the Fourteenth Master said, "Brother, this painting of wind and snow outside the Great Wall depicts the border line vividly. You gave this painting to the Prime Minister's son not just to let him participate in the poetry meeting, right?"

Emperor Qingling looked at the Fourteenth Master, curled his lips and said, "Xue really understands me. Since he is quite good at calligraphy and painting, he can imitate the painting of wind and snow outside the Great Wall to depict the eastward crossing for me. Knowing yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. This is what I mean." Concubine

Shugui was standing aside, her face changed suddenly.