The queen frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak, it was too late to stop him.
Yonglin simply called out An Yichen's name and said, "Sir An, this princess is currently poor. I wonder if you could take over this line of poetry for her."
The scene suddenly became quiet, and all the pressure was put on An Yichen. He was now in a difficult situation, and he would be in trouble whether he continued with the poem or not.
In today's situation, if he accepted the call, it would mean that he had feelings for Yonglin, which would hurt Zuo Yunshu's feelings and cause displeasure for the Zuo family. If he didn't accept the call, it would offend Yonglin and hurt the reputation of the royal family.
Tian An and her other good sisters were worried about An Yichen, felt sorry for Zuo Yunshu, and at the same time, resented Yonglin even more.
Zuo Yunshu's face looked very bad, but he finally nodded helplessly to An Yichen opposite him, indicating that he should take it.
At worst, she would just have to bear a little injustice. If the royal family lost face because of this matter, both of their families would be in trouble.
Everyone's eyes turned to An Yichen, just as everyone was wondering whether he would take over the poem for Yonglin.
He put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up with a dazed look in his eyes, and bowed in the direction of the Queen and Yonglin with a slightly drunk look.
He said with a look of difficulty in speaking: "Your Majesty, the wine you drank today is really strong. I, I just drank too much and drank a few more cups. Now my head is a little dizzy."
He then looked towards Yonglin and said, "Princess, I'm sorry, but my head feels so dizzy and heavy right now. I'm afraid I can't compose any poems."
As he spoke, his body leaned to one side uncontrollably. An Yiji, who was sitting next to him, quickly stood up and supported him, jokingly apologizing to everyone.
"I'm so sorry, everyone! My brother is good in every way except his alcohol tolerance. He loves to drink at banquets, and once he's drunk, he can't do anything."
This can be considered as saving face for Yonglin and the royal family. It's not that we don't want to help, it's that we can't help.
Several close friends also chimed in, confirming the fact that An Yichen was drunk.
"That's right, that's just how he is."
"His chess skills are quite good, but his drinking skills are far worse."
"Yijie, you are such a fool! You don't even know how to stop your brother. You don't even realize what kind of occasion we are in today."
Anyijie, who was forced to take the blame, could only smile and smooth things over. "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Princess. I'm sorry. Next time, next time, I will definitely look out for him."
The queen waved her hand with a helpless expression and asked An Yiji to help An Yichen sit down.
So An Yichen just fell asleep on the table in front of everyone's gaze.
Zuo Yunshu and the others were completely dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the eldest son of the An family, who was always handsome and gentle, would actually pretend to be drunk.
But they like it.
Some of them were happy, but some were unhappy.
Yonglin looked at An Yichen who would rather pretend to be drunk than help her take the Feihua Order in public, and felt both aggrieved and resentful.
But she is a princess after all, and An Yichen doesn't want to get involved with her, but others are rushing to curry favor with her.
A young man from the royal family stood up and bowed to the Queen and Yonglin. He then pointed to his head and said humorously, "Your humble servant happens to have a poem that fits the occasion perfectly. I wonder if you would be honored to help the princess relieve her worries!"
Yonglin was very angry after being humiliated by An Yichen and didn't want to pay any attention to this person at all, but how could the Queen allow her to act like this again and again?
The look in his eyes as he looked at her was still kind, but his tone was a little more stern: "Yonglin, listen to Master Duan's poems!"
Yonglin knew the Queen was warning her. Having already taken advantage of the situation to pressure An Yichen once before, she didn't dare to be presumptuous again and could only retreat.
After all, her mother was still under house arrest, and if she made too much trouble, the Queen would not let her off.
In the end, Mr. Duan easily composed two lines of poetry describing peonies and successfully ended the farce.
The Feihua Order continued to be passed down. With Yonglin's fate, most girls came up with their own poems, and those who really couldn't do it would drink a penalty.
Soon it was Tian An's turn. Just as she was considering whether to use a poem by the predecessors to deal with it or just make him drink a penalty.
At the table opposite, Zhao Yiming stood up and politely said to everyone, "My fiancée has been preoccupied with other matters and has little interest in poetry. I will continue these two lines for her."
It was no secret in the capital that Tian An was good at medicine and Yuan was a scholar of poetry. In fact, among the people present, many women had asked her to treat their illnesses.
In addition, the two were an engaged couple, so it was normal for Zhao Yiming to take the initiative to receive the Feihua Order for Tian An.
However, just as Zhao Yiming was about to speak, a sarcastic voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, "Isn't she the county lady? How come you can't even connect the lines of poetry?"
Zhao Yiming subconsciously defended, "An An is very good, there is no need to use poetry and books to embellish herself."
As soon as he heard the familiar voice, Tian An knew who it was. He closed his eyes and suppressed his anger. Why didn’t this damn woman know how to restrain herself!
Since everyone is deliberately looking for trouble, I am not someone who is afraid of trouble.
She stood up and bowed to the Empress and everyone before saying, "Miss Jiang, may I ask if there is any necessary connection between being a county lady and being able to write poetry? Who says a county lady has to be proficient in poetry and literature?"
Jiang Wan dreamed that Tian An stood up and started talking to her. She thought that Tian An was angry and embarrassed, and that he had her under control. He said with a smug look, "Oh! So the Princess of Anping really doesn't understand poetry and literature!"
Tian An was about to speak when Princess Shu Huai in front of her couldn't sit still anymore. She snorted coldly and started to attack Jiang Wanmeng:
"I see some people! Not only do they have poor eyesight, but they also have poor hearing. Everyone in the capital knows Miss Tian. She rose from an ordinary official's daughter to a county lady, and then to a county lady, thanks to her superb medical skills, excellent abilities, and contributions to the court.
But it is not the petty poetic and picturesque thing that some people talk about.
Are you questioning the emperor's will by being so sarcastic?
Humph! Besides, Miss Jiang mocked the Princess Anping for not knowing poetry and literature, but I don’t see how much you know! Why don’t you get the title of the most talented woman in the capital? "
"you……"
Shu Huai kept talking and chatting, leaving Jiang Wanmeng speechless. After all, her talent was not really ranked among the best in the capital.
I originally thought Shu Huai was helping me, but I didn't expect that as soon as she sat down, she winked at Xiao Hao opposite her to take credit. It seemed that she wanted to avenge the last quarrel between Jiang Wanmeng and Xiao Hao.
Tian An sighed silently, this family really holds a grudge! He must be careful in the future and never provoke such people.
No one disturbed him, and Zhao Yiming easily took over the Feihua Order for Tian An. They were also praised as a pair of talented man and beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.
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