Chapter 102 The Seductive Silver Bell

Of course, only officials of the third rank and above were allowed to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

The same goes for concubines.

Yun Zhuan and Yun Fushang accompanied Grandpa in first. Auntie didn't like to participate in this kind of banquet, so only Yun Xin and Yun Ke attended.

When Yun Ke saw his incredibly beautiful daughter, hope flashed across his eyes, but he seemed to remember something. He stood there, pursed his lips into a straight line, and said nothing, just waiting for the carriage to arrive and got on it.

Yun Rui patted Yun Zhuan's hand and said, "Get in the carriage."

Today's banquet is held in Huiyuan Hall.

Empress Yuan and Emperor Yuan had already taken their seats, with many concubines sitting below them.

Yun Zhenan raised his eyes and glanced at Concubine Ruan. The forced smile she put on today made Yun Zhenan sneer.

Look, I just said this to her last time, and now this has broken down her psychological defenses?

Out of joy, Yun Zhuan picked two grapes and ate them as soon as he sat down.

The grapes are very sweet today. I guess Concubine Ying’s baby is almost three months old.

Grand Tutor She and She Yingying were sitting opposite Yun Yu'an.

The zither player from last time seemed to have had a lot of interactions with She Yingying, but she had no reason to ask.

"Today, Grand Tutor She sent a zither player. I heard that he plays the zither very well." Emperor Yuan was sitting on the throne, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

There is no emotion in the voice.

Yun Zhuan was at ease. Today she was wearing a loose men's suit. Although it was a bit awkward in front of so many noble ladies, it only caused their envious words and sour looks.

After all, who would allow a woman to dress like this?

Because of its looseness, Yun Ju's sitting posture looks very masculine, and the slightly exposed collarbone is even more fascinating.

Yun Zhuan raised his Ruifeng Eyes and knocked over, just in time to meet Su Yu'an's gaze.

Su Yu'an raised the cup from afar, a smile on his lips, "Yun Zhuan is very handsome today."

How could Yun Ju'an be so impolite?

She played with the wine glass between her slender white fingers, then tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Some of it leaked out and seeped into her clothes, but she didn't care at all.

Su Yu'an's eyes darkened.

Yun Ju'an always manages to grasp all her preferences.

Concubine Ruan became pregnant and was given a title, which was considered to be some favor.

Concubine Ying Gui was still a playful person: "Your Majesty, why don't you let the noble ladies perform some of their talents, and let us see the autumn scenery?"

But the singing and dancing were not interesting enough, and the zither player was not very interesting either. Emperor Yuan waved his hand and said:

"Okay, I wonder which lady is willing to take part in the first match?"

The Empress said softly, "Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. Listen to me first. I have heard that the young lady of the Lu family is extremely talented. Why don't you let this young lady Lu be the first?"

Lu Qinglan hurried out to salute.

In just the past six months, she has completely lost her childish nature.

His Majesty looked at Lu Qinglian intently and said, "Lord Lu has indeed given birth to a wonderful daughter. Would you like to help cheer us up?"

Lu Qinglian knelt down and saluted: "Your servant is willing."

Yun Zhuan only knew that Lu Qinglian could compose poetry. When they met last time, he learned that she had some insights into the zither.

Looking at him today, could it be that he has some other talents?

Not long after, several young ladies volunteered to attend and wanted to perform their talents. They were all allowed and went to wait in the side hall.

Yun Zhuan was definitely not expecting the talent displayed by Lu Qinglian.

It turned out to be a solo dance.

She was wearing a red dress, twirling and jumping to the rhythm of the piano music, and landing on the ground like a blossoming red lotus.

Yun Zhuan was a little lazy at first, but seeing the fluttering clothes in the hall almost made her want to blow her eyes out.

So beautiful.

Yun Zhuan thought about it.

Someone rang a silver bell from somewhere, and the sound of the bell made Yun Zhuan feel a little dazed.

Soon, the dance was over.

Yun Zhuan stood in the middle of the hall.

Why is this?

Yun Zhuan knelt down quickly and said, "I am a humble servant who has lost my manners in front of the palace. I just saw Miss Lu's dance and was inspired. I want to compose a poem for her."

Damn it.

She was just slightly absent-minded just now, and this happened in a daze.

At this moment I have no choice but to write poetry to cover up a little bit of my helplessness.

Emperor Yuan raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't quite understand what Yun Zhuan was trying to do, he heard that she was very good at writing poetry. As an emperor, he also appreciated poetry and songs. "I agree."

"Then I have made a fool of myself." Yun Yu'an stood up, thinking back to how Lu Qinglian danced just now, and said:

"She dances with her red sleeves, and sings with sorrow, while she lifts her green hairpin. The whole hall is full of light, and the seats are filled with the beauty of the moon."

Chanjuan corresponds to the bright moon, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival with a full moon. Hongxiu is also very appropriate to the occasion. Everyone present felt very surprised when they heard it.

This woman was indeed very different from what was rumored.

"Your Majesty, this poem is too frivolous. I have another poem for Miss Lu." Yun Zhuan pondered for a moment and said:

"The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces. The spring breeze touches the bank and the dew is gorgeous. If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai."

So wonderful.

When I see clouds, I think of her clothes; when I see flowers, I think of her beauty that captivates the whole country.

The spring breeze blows on the railings, the dew is moist, and the flowers are more colorful. She is so beautiful, she must be a fairy from heaven seen on the top of the Jade Mountain.

She is the Moon Goddess seen in front of Yaotai in Tiangong.

Everyone present was young and had read countless books. They were either third place in the imperial examination, second place in the imperial examination, or first place in the imperial examination. If not, they were all Jinshi.

Who hasn't read two books of poetry when he was young?

Even so, I was still stunned by this poem.

Previously, many people doubted whether the poem Ode to Chrysanthemum was written by Yun Ju'an himself, but now it seems that his reputation is well-deserved.

There are only a handful of people with such talent in the entire Yuan Dynasty.

"Good, very good!" Emperor Yuan was very happy. "This granddaughter of Lord Yun is very good, very good!"

Lu Qinglian also heard Yun Su'an reciting the poem, and his eyes were bright.

Yun Yu'an bowed and stepped back, just about to return to his desk.

But she didn't expect that a maid carrying a bowl of soup would bump into her head on.

Fortunately, Yun Ju'an reacted quickly and immediately turned around to protect his face.

Most of the soup poured onto Yun Zhuan's back.

Yun Ju'an shivered from the heat.

Fortunately, fortunately, she was wearing men's clothes today and had an extra layer of underwear. Otherwise, her skin would have been burned to pieces.

When this happened in the palace, Yun Rui reported it to the emperor immediately and had no time to deal with the offending palace maid.

Yun Yu'an was grimacing from the burns and went straight to the side hall.

In order to deal with such matters, Gong Yan would also order the imperial physician to be on duty.

Duhuo helped Yunxu Ankuan take off her outer clothes, revealing her beautiful back.

Give the imperial physician a diagnosis.

The doctor was a woman. After examining her for a while, she found that there was nothing serious. However, the girl's skin was so tender that it looked scary.

After prescribing oral and topical medications, he left.

Yun Zhuan's entire back was burning, and he was lying on the bed with half of his clothes on, like a very beautiful painting.

(End of this chapter)