Chapter 279 Your Majesty, Prince Ning has not presented the gift yet
Lin Miaoyin couldn't help laughing after hearing these words.
Trying to praise someone without any words is like panning for gold in shit.
It's really hard for them.
But this gift...what can I say?
A gimmick? Or something flashy? In any case, this gift was worthy of King Jing.
Is it possible that there are so many people who can’t bear to watch it?
Soon someone stood up and asked, "Is King Jing taking this opportunity to win over the world's scholars?"
How could the people of Prince Shu be willing to accept that the auspicious sign they had been planning for ten years was not as good as a broken painting? It was simply a humiliation!
"Your Highness Prince Jing has a good plan, and he has bribed all the scholars in the world without spending a single soldier."
Beigong Yu snorted in his heart, but his face was gentle and kind, "You are wrong, Censor Wang. Scholars have their own pride. How can they let me drive them around? Besides, all the students in the world are disciples of the emperor. In their eyes, my father is the most respected."
Beigong Yu said with a fake smile and glanced in the direction of Beigong Shu, "Could it be that someone sent the wrong birthday gift and is not satisfied and is jealous of me?"
Beigong Shu: “…”
He'd be crazy to be jealous of a fool.
Emperor Ming glanced at the two of them quietly, and before anyone in the hall could start arguing, he said in a loud voice, "Prince Jing's birthday gift is very pleasing to me. I will give Prince Jing a hundred rolls of silk and satin, ten hu of southern pearls, and a precious treasure."
Finally, he looked to his side again, "Concubine Chen is a good parent, I appreciate the Flowing Smoke and Cloud Shadow Hairpin and the Purple Feather Screen."
Beigong Yu was overjoyed and immediately knelt down to express his gratitude, "Thank you, father, for your grace."
Chen Wanrong, who was sitting next to the emperor, could not hide her joy. She stood up and thanked the emperor, "I thank the emperor for his grace."
Hearing the reward, Beigong Shu's face turned slightly cold.
Those who supported him also stopped their activities, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they had to hold back the anger that was about to burst out in their throats.
King Jing and his court officials stroked their beards with pride.
Regardless of Prince Jing's qualifications, it is a skill to be favored by the Emperor. They must work harder and strive to push Prince Jing to a high position as soon as possible.
The neutral courtiers shook their heads inwardly.
It is unfortunate for the court that Prince Jing was rewarded by the Emperor with only a flashy birthday painting.
They looked at the huge longevity character in the hall again and quickly looked away.
Bah! Return the calligraphy of all the literati in the world? What a crap!
A piece of fine silk was wasted in vain.
Lin Miaoyin was not surprised at all.
Sure enough, due to Emperor Ming's preference for Beigong Yu, all of Beigong Yu's farts are fragrant.
No matter what Emperor Ming thought in his heart, this was the case on the surface.
She looked to her side.
The man next to him had already withdrawn his gaze from the hall, as if he had turned a deaf ear to what had just happened.
Beigong Yi couldn't help but curl his lips, "Flatterer. It's too unfair to get so many rewards with a shabby calligraphy and painting!"
He thought of his previous experience fighting on the battlefield and sighed, "Fourth brother, now I finally understand you."
Beigong You didn't say anything.
Hasn’t the emperor’s preference always been like this?
Now that he has let it go, he doesn't feel so bad anymore, at most he just feels numb.
Beigong Yi's voice was loud, and Beigong Yu, who had just returned to his seat, heard it clearly. He challenged him in court, "Prince An, how dare you disrespect your father?"
"It's not me, I didn't say that, don't accuse a good person." Beigong Yi waved his hand and immediately denied three times.
"If you don't believe me, ask them, who heard me say that?" Seeing that the eunuchs on both sides lowered their heads, he raised his eyebrows at Beigong Yu provocatively, and said, "I am cheating, what can you do to me?"
"You..." Beigong Yu's face turned pale.
"What do you mean by 'you'? My respect for my father is like the endless flow of the river. But you are just a piece of broken calligraphy. As long as you, King Jing, open your mouth and ask for as much as you want, those scholars will write as much as you want. Zi Buhua has received so much reward from my father. You are getting something for nothing, and you don't deserve any criticism?"
"Beigong Yi!" Beigong Yu was completely furious.
His birthday greetings written by famous scholars and celebrities could not only praise the pride of scholars in the world who do not pursue fame and fortune, but also lower their attitude so that these people can be used by him in the future. It could also win the heart of the emperor, so that his father would be praised by these scholars and gain his appreciation.
This kills two birds with one stone.
It's a pity that this idiot doesn't understand anything.
"You are disrespectful. Do you think you can call me Beigong Yi?" Beigong Yi snorted coldly, "You will know what a real birthday gift is soon!"
"A real birthday gift?" Emperor Ming interrupted the two.
"Yes, Father!" Beigong Yi stood up immediately, "I am not like some people who only do fancy things."
"It's not the value of a gift that matters but the thought that goes into it." Beigong Yu argued.
He said, stepping on Beigong Shu without hesitation, "Look, the gift sent by elder brother is valuable, but it shakes the dragon vein and becomes a disaster."
Beigong Shu's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound.
Chen Zhimo, who was standing by, was horrified when she heard this.
"What I gave to my father is the blessing of all the students in the world. It is unique and hard to find in the world. Your real birthday gift... can't be something like beggar's chicken that is not presentable, right?"
Beigong Yi ignored his sarcasm and bowed to Emperor Ming, saying, "Father, I personally raised a thousand cows and a thousand sheep to present to you a year ago."
"These cattle and sheep are fed with orchids and morning dew, and are trained every day. The meat they raise has no mutton smell and has the fragrance of orchids. The meat is also fat and lean, lean but not dry, and fat but not greasy."
"I hope that your Majesty can eat well, sleep well, and have no worries."
His wish was as plain as his birthday gift, but it contained a son's respect and filial piety for his father.
Beigong Yu almost laughed out loud when he learned that Beigong Yi’s birthday gift was cows and sheep.
I don't know what's wrong with this idiot's brain, he actually gave these things to my father.
He is indeed a foodie with no ambitions and knows nothing about political affairs.
It's a waste to spend time on him.
Emperor Ming was obviously not as interested as when Beigong Yu sent the letter just now. He just said in a flat voice, "Well, Prince An is thoughtful."
Then he seemed to have thought of something and said, "Yu'er, I remember that you like to eat beef and mutton."
"Yes, father." Beigong Yu was very surprised.
His father actually remembered his preferences.
Emperor Ming nodded and told the chief eunuch Sun Changhai, "Select one hundred sheep and one hundred cows from the cattle and sheep that Prince An just sent and send them to Prince Jing's mansion."
Beigong Yu was flattered and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, father, for your grace."
When he stood up, he glanced at Beigong Yi proudly.
You wouldn't have thought that such a practical gift would be awarded to him by his father.
He just said, "Are you angry?"
"Fifth brother really likes to make wedding dresses for me. Don't worry, I will give you more opportunities like this in the future." He laughed.
"Get out of here!" Beigong Yi was so angry that his nose became crooked.
After a moment, he bowed to Emperor Ming again and said, "Father, I have prepared a royal meal for you. It is all special delicacies that I have carefully selected from various states and counties. I guarantee that you will like it."
"Oh?" Emperor Ming was somewhat interested.
The chief eunuch in charge of food immediately understood, "Your Majesty, the food is ready. Shall we serve it now?"
When Emperor Ming was about to nod, Sun Changhai glanced at Beigong You and reminded him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Ning has not presented the gift yet."
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