Xiang Hua was in the house comforting her third brother Xiang Bin, who was neither literary nor martial.
"My eldest brother and second brother are good at literature and martial arts respectively. They are twins, and we are boy and girl twins. Their twin is very powerful, but we two are more casual and badass."
Xiang Bin has been annoyed for a long time because he has no talent to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival performance. "Dad named me Xiang Bin because he wanted me to be good at both literature and martial arts, but I failed to live up to his expectations. My eldest brother and second brother can all perform talents, so what should I do?"
"Why don't you just stop performing? If you can't grow antlers, you're just a roe deer! If you can't grow ginseng whiskers, you're just a radish, a pure radish!"
"Sister, your words are so hurtful..." Xiang Bin was about to break down.
"Don't worry, Third Brother. I'm here. You, me and Chi Gua, the three of us will serve as the atmosphere group."
"Is the atmosphere group also considered a talent show?" Xiang Bin's eyes lit up, this seemed like something that could work.
"Of course, I'll take care of everything." Xiang Hua patted his chest with a look of certainty.
…
Xiang Hua had just managed to comfort her third brother when the emperor rushed in.
"My dear Xiang, please tell me the truth and don't lie to me. Am I the poorest emperor among the 18 surrounding countries?"
Xiang Hua looked at the emperor suspiciously. She suspected that he had been drinking, but she didn't smell any alcohol.
It seems to only taste like tea. Can drinking tea make people drunk?
"Your Majesty, have you ever heard the saying, money is hard to earn, but shit is hard to eat."
The emperor shook his head, and Xiang Hua's expression was indescribable.
[Xiaogua, can you help me check if our emperor is the poorest emperor among the 18 surrounding countries? ]
The system said with absolute certainty: [Yes, that's right. The 18 countries around us have mountains, water, and mines, but we only have droughts in the north and floods in the south. Every year, the treasury spends all its money on disaster relief, but we haven't seen any results in the past ten years.]
The emperor heard the truth, but it was not what he wanted to hear.
Xiang Hua sighed and consoled him, "Your Majesty, don't always think about comparing yourself with others. Others were born in Rome, but you are still a million miles away from Rome. Besides, there are poor emperors and there are rich emperors. There has to be someone at the bottom. Why can't that person be you?"
The emperor was confused after listening to her words. She seemed to comfort him, but also seemed not to comfort him. It felt weird, as if he had just listened to a bunch of nonsense.
Listening to your words is like listening to your words!
Xiang Hua saw that the emperor had no reaction and said, "Think positively. Since others are so rich, why don't we just make money from them? For example, those two stupid and rich princes, you can make 500,000 taels by dancing, will you dance?"
"Jump." The emperor said without hesitation.
"Will you make 500,000 taels next time?"
"earn."
"That's right. There's nothing shameful about making money. What's shameful is not making money."
"You are absolutely right, my dear!"
There were stars in the emperor's eyes. He really admired this woman. She was omnipotent and omniscient, and she was also good at comforting people.
Besides, she is pretty. Even her messy hair looks beautiful in all its forms in the eyes of the emperor.
As soon as Xiang Hua saw the emperor's eyes, she felt that something was wrong. She often saw this kind of look on Chi Gua's face.
This is a sign that a man is in heat, oh no, is starting to have bad intentions.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late. You should go back and accompany the Queen. We still have to practice dancing tomorrow. You should also go to bed early."
The emperor said "oh" and left with a disappointed look on his face.
But once that thought arose, it was difficult to get rid of it. For a long time in the future, the emperor thought every day about how to marry Xiang Hua into the palace.
…
The countdown to the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala has begun.
Now all the people in the city are busy preparing for this event. All the people who have talents to perform and all the civil and military officials are practicing behind closed doors.
Those who had no talent gathered together every day to discuss whether they could see the emperor dance from their positions.
Huang Si Niang’s posters have been drawn and are posted all over the city.
In the poster, the emperor is heroic and handsome, while the queen is beautiful, dignified, gentle and generous, and incredibly beautiful.
She has also hurriedly made the clothes for the emperor and the empress. Now everything is ready, except for the east wind.
…
In the harem, a group of palace maids and eunuchs gathered together to practice subject three.
The Emperor and Empress had already learned it long ago, but the palace maids and eunuchs learned more slowly and had to be taught slowly.
Xiang Hua was lying on the side basking in the sun and eating melon seeds, and he directly arranged for the empress to teach the palace maids to dance and the emperor to teach the eunuchs to dance.
Among these two people, Long Feng's arrangements were very clear. Not only were they not angry, but they were also very dedicated and responsible.
…
Prince Xiao Ming found Xianghua holding the pig.
"Master Xiang, do you think I can perform some talent?"
The prince almost had his wish to take part in the performance written all over his face.
"So what talents do you have?" Xiang Hua continued to eat melon seeds. "Prince, I am too tired. Can I not get up to salute you?"
"Of course, you don't have to be polite to your Excellency. I don't know what talents I have."
The prince scratched his head. How could it suddenly become such an embarrassing thing for a prince with no talent?
Xiang Hua looked at the prince, then looked at the pig in his arms, and said with a smile: "You two have a good relationship."
Wasn't he afraid of pigs before? Why is he so scared now? He even held me in his arms and wouldn't let go!
"Oh, this is the piglet from my room."
"Ah? Did the sow give birth?"
"Yeah, there were a lot of them. I thought it was fun so I took one out."
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