Chun Tao also became nervous: "Miss, could it be that Liu and the others have complained to the Emperor?"
"Complain?" Shen Weiwan sneered, "It just so happens that I also want to see what the emperor looks like."
She changed into something more modest and followed the servant to the Seventh Prince's residence. Xiao Yu was waiting for her in the garden. Upon seeing her, he said, "The Emperor has read your revised poem and found it very interesting. He wishes to meet you."
"See me?" Shen Weiwan was a little surprised, "The emperor doesn't want to punish me, does he?"
"Punish?" Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow. "The Emperor said your poems are much more interesting than those of the sour Confucian scholars. He wants you to come to the palace tomorrow and revise a few poems for him."
Shen Weiwan was stunned: "Your Majesty... also likes my limericks?"
"Why else do you think I recommended you?" Xiao Yu smiled. "Come on, I'll tell you the rules of entering the palace so you don't get into trouble again."
Watching Xiao Yu patiently explain, Shen Weiwan suddenly felt that the emperor's summons wasn't such a bad thing. Perhaps, she could take this opportunity to dampen the Liu family's spirits in front of the emperor.
At this moment in the Liu Mansion, Liu was lying on the bed drinking Chinese medicine, and Shen Ruoruo was sitting beside her wiping her tears. "Mom, Shen Weiwan is too bullying, I can't swallow this breath!"
Liu put down the medicine bowl, a fierce look in her eyes: "Don't worry, mother won't let her be so proud for too long. I've asked your uncle to ask the emperor to embarrass her in front of him at the palace banquet tomorrow!"
A new storm is quietly brewing in the palace. But Shen Weiwan is not afraid. She knows that no matter what situation she faces, she has a way to resolve it. After all, she is the Shen Weiwan who can turn her life into a joke!
The next day, Shen Weiwan followed the Seventh Prince into the palace. The magnificent palace dazzled her a little, but she quickly calmed down. The emperor sat on the dragon throne, looking at Shen Weiwan below, with a smile on his face: "Are you Shen Weiwan?"
"Your servant, Shen Weiwan, pays homage to His Majesty." Shen Weiwan saluted neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Get up," the emperor waved his hand. "I heard you write good poems, especially your ability to revise them. Even the Seventh Prince praised you highly."
Shen Weiwan secretly glanced at Xiao Yu beside her and saw the corners of his mouth curled up, knowing that he was watching the fun again. "Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. I was just writing it down."
"Oh?" the emperor said, showing interest. "Then could you also revise my 'Morning Poem'?"
Shen Weiwan's heart skipped a beat. How dare the emperor change his poem? But she changed her mind and thought, since she was already here, what was there to be afraid of? "Your Majesty, please give me a poem."
The emperor had someone bring the poem to him. Shen Weiwan took a look and saw the following words: "Cocks crow in the thatched tavern under the moon, human footprints on the frosty wooden bridge."
Chen Weiwan thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I am so bold." She cleared her throat and recited, "The crowing of cocks and the moonlight over the thatched tavern, the Emperor is busy with his morning court. The frost on the wooden bridge is covered with human footprints, and the treasury is overflowing with grain."
The emperor was stunned at first, then burst into laughter: "Good! What a great 'national treasury is full of grain'! Chen Weiwan, you are really interesting!"
Minister Liu's expression changed next to him. He didn't expect that Shen Weiwan would dare to be so bold in front of the emperor, and the emperor liked her very much.
Liu and Shen Ruorou stood in the line of palace maids, their faces livid with anger. Shen Ruorou whispered, "Mother, what should we do? The emperor seems to like her very much..."
Liu gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, I have another trick up my sleeve!"
At this moment, Minister Liu stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that although Miss Shen's poem is interesting, it is ultimately not worthy of being worthy of high standards. Why not let my daughter Shen Ruorou write one too to entertain Your Majesty?"
The emperor became interested: "Oh? Miss Shen Er also wants to write a poem? Very good, I would like to listen to it."
Shen Ruorou took a deep breath, walked forward, and recited: "Osmanthus flowers fall in the moon, and the fragrance floats beyond the clouds..."
She had just read two lines when Shen Weiwan interrupted her: "Cousin, where have you heard this poem? Oh, right, I heard Wang Xiucai read it yesterday at the Xiangfu!"
The emperor frowned when he heard this: "What's going on?"
Scholar Wang had been summoned in at some point. He stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this poem was written by me last year. Miss Shen recited it publicly at the banquet at the Prime Minister's residence yesterday, and I have exposed her as plagiarism!"
The whole audience was in an uproar. The emperor's face darkened: "Chen Ruorou, do you admit your guilt?"
Shen Ruorou was so frightened that she fell to her knees, trembling all over: "Your Majesty, spare my life! Your servant... Your servant was just confused for a moment..."
Liu also knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty, it is all my fault for not disciplining you properly..."
The emperor snorted coldly: "Lack of discipline? I think it's because of the bad family tradition! Come, take Liu and her daughter out of the palace. Without my order, you are not allowed to enter the palace again!"
"As you wish!"
Seeing the embarrassed look of Liu and Shen Ruorou being taken away, Shen Weiwan couldn't help but want to laugh. At this time, the emperor spoke again: "Chen Weiwan, you are an interesting girl. When you have time in the future, come to the palace more often and revise your poems for me."
"Your servant obeys your order." Shen Weiwan was overjoyed. She didn't expect that this time when she entered the palace, not only did nothing go wrong, but she also won the favor of the emperor.
As they walked out of the palace, Xiao Yu looked at her and asked, "How is it? Didn't it cause you any trouble?"
"Trouble?" Shen Weiwan raised an eyebrow, "I think it's to help me solve the trouble."
The two smiled at each other. In the sunlight, the Seventh Prince's smile was particularly dazzling. Shen Weiwan suddenly felt that being summoned by the Emperor seemed quite good. And the story between her and the Seventh Prince seemed to have just begun.
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