Li Weibai said, "Zhao Mingya is absolutely right. Zhao Lin, you can't refuse this, right?"
Zhao Lin laughed heartily and said, "I would like to write a poem for Your Highness."
Speaking of poems about chrysanthemums, the first thing that Zhao Lin thought of was Huang Chao's "Poem on Chrysanthemums after Failing the Imperial Examination". Unfortunately, it was too murderous and not suitable for use here.
However, Huang Chao also has another poem titled "On Chrysanthemums".
Zhao Lin pretended to be silent for a moment, then said, "This poem is titled On Chrysanthemums."
"The west wind blows through the yard, the cold and fragrant flowers make it difficult for butterflies to come.
If I become the Jade Emperor someday, I will reward you by letting the peach blossoms bloom together!"
When she heard the first two sentences, Li Weibai was still leaning there with an unchanged expression, but when she heard the last two sentences, she suddenly straightened up with an inexplicable look in her eyes.
Zhao Lin bowed and said, "I still have official business to attend to at the government office. I will take my leave. Your Highness, please forgive me."
Li Weibai did not respond, but just closed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Some women did not understand poetry, so they did not react much, but some reacted the same way as Li Weibai, suddenly sitting up straight and looking at Zhao Lin with incredible eyes.
"If I become the Jade Emperor someday, I'll reward you with the peach blossoms blooming together. So generous!"
Someone exclaimed in praise, "As expected of a poetic talent, as expected of Zhao Lin. This glass of wine is in your honor."
The man raised his glass and drank it all.
Zhao Lin recognized Wang Ziyao's cousin, Wang Zicheng. He picked up the wine glass on the table and raised it to Wang Zicheng, saying, "Young Master Wang, thank you for your kind words."
Zhao Lin also drank it all in one gulp.
"Mr. Zhao, I'll toast you too."
The other one raised his glass, and Zhao Lin was stunned.
It turned out to be Han Shiying's brother and cousin of her previous life, Han Renjie.
Zhao Lin was about to fight with Han Shiying, and he also confronted Zhao Mingya and her two siblings. Han Renjie saw it all, but he didn't expect that not only did he not blame Zhao Lin, but he wanted to toast him.
Yun Zhiyi next to him quickly picked up the wine glass and filled it for Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin said, "Thank you, Prince Han."
Han Renjie is the legitimate prince of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion, and he is not comparable to Zhao Chenhan, a fake one.
Han Renjie said, "I really want you to be my brother-in-law. As long as you agree, I will take care of your future career."
Han Shiying's expression changed slightly.
Fu Liqing's face looked equally ugly.
What's even uglier is Zhao Mingyu and her two siblings.
Zhao Lin politely declined: "Thank you, Prince Han, I already have someone I like and I don't plan to change."
"You can make plans." Han Renjie said, "Minister Fu doesn't like you, so you won't get anywhere. As long as you agree, you don't have to worry about anything else."
In order to marry Han Shiying off, Han Renjie put a lot of thought into it and was not afraid to offend Fu Liqing.
Zhao Lin shook his head and said, "If I can't even solve this little problem, he really must look down on me."
Han Renjie was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Okay! I'll wait for the result. When you give up, we'll see who else you can choose."
Zhao Lin bowed and said, "At this time, the prince should pay more attention to other men. For example, Wang Ziyao from the Cavalry General's Mansion..."
The last time they were drinking, Zhao Lin noticed that Wang Ziyao seemed to be interested in Han Shiying, so he kept recommending her.
"Stop! Stop! That Wang Ziyao is good, but he's not worthy of my sister." Han Renjie said bluntly, "He can't even beat my sister."
Zhao Lin said, "The situation has changed. When he returns from the army, perhaps we can defeat him."
Han Renjie said, "That won't work either. He's too ugly and has no talent. Apart from having good parents, he's not as good as you in any other way."
Zhao Chenhan's face next to him became even darker.
He felt guilty and always felt that Han Renjie's words were directed at him.
Zhao Lin smiled bitterly.
At this time, Li Weibai opened her eyes, looked at Zhao Lin deeply, and said, "This princess has held a chrysanthemum appreciation party for nearly ten years, and this is the best poem. Come here."
Someone immediately brought paper and pen and placed them on the table in front of Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin knew that this was a common practice, so he didn't waste any words and immediately started writing. He quickly finished the whole poem and asked the palace maid to give it to Li Weibai.
Li Weibai's eyes lit up and she said, "Great! Your poems are great, your calligraphy is great, and you're even better. No wonder Shiying fell in love with you. Do you want me to be your matchmaker?"
Han Shiying stomped his feet in anger, and Zhao Lin smiled bitterly.
Li Weibai smiled and said, "I won't be the bad guy anymore. You wrote such a good poem, you can't just let it go like this, reward!"
Li Weibai took off a jade pendant from her waist and handed it to the maid beside her, saying, "This is a treasure that my father gave to me in the past. I am giving it to you now. With this jade pendant, you can enter and leave the palace freely."
Everyone's expression changed.
Especially those men, their purpose of coming here is to find a suitable young lady from a noble family to marry, and the other is to try to gain Li Weibai's favor so that they can get close to the government.
As a result, Zhao Lin got there first.
Not only that, but you can also enter and leave the palace freely, which is simply a great honor.
That’s the *** Mansion!
Fu Liqing next to him was the most nervous, fearing that Li Weibai had developed feelings for Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin took the jade pendant and hung it around his waist, then bowed and said, "Thank you for the gift, Your Highness. I am busy with official business at the government office, so I will not disturb you any longer. Farewell."
"Yeah." Li Weibai nodded.
Zhao Lin left calmly.
Then everyone resumed their previous habits: some drank, some wrote poetry, some played the piano, and some danced.
But after what Zhao Lin did just now, everyone felt bored and uninteresting.
The chrysanthemum viewing event that many people were looking forward to ended abruptly after only two hours.
"Brother, why do you say those things?"
On the way back in the carriage, Han Shiying said to Han Renjie dissatisfiedly: "It's not like I really like him."
"I know." Han Renjie said calmly, "I also know that you like women, so you must get married, and Zhao Lin is a very good choice. She is talented, outstanding, and has no background. You won't be bullied if you marry her."
"I won't marry." Han Shiying said angrily.
"It's none of your business." Han Renjie snorted coldly, "When Miss Fu and Bai Shicheng get married, I'll go grab Zhao Lin and tie you up to take you to the bridal chamber."
"You? I'm going to tell grandpa." Han Shiying was furious.
"No matter how much Grandpa dotes on you, he won't compromise on this." Han Renjie said calmly, "This is a matter of reputation for the Duke's Mansion. You'd better not embarrass Grandpa."
Han Shiying collapsed there, completely exhausted.
…
"Mom, let's come back."
Zhao Mingyu and his two siblings returned to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
"How is it? Has Han'er met a girl he likes?"
Han Yuehua asked with a smile.
Zhao Mingya said disgustedly, "Don't mention it. I ran into that loser Zhao Lin again."
Han Yuehua's face changed: "He went too? What qualifications does he have to go? Who brought him?"
"It's Li Xingye. He actually went to *** to ask for an invitation. If you don't know, you would think Zhao Lin is his son." Zhao Mingya complained.
"This Li Xingye is such a busybody." Han Yuehua said angrily, "Did that rebellious son bring shame to us?"
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