Yu Mingyue’s expression slightly stiffened.
She looked up, not displaying much surprise on her face, but at the mont she raised her head, sitting directly opposite her, Shang Ruyi clearly saw a flash of barely noticeable panic in her eyes.
She imdiately said, "Yes."
After speaking, she turned to Shang Ruyi and said, "Princess, your quick wit is admirable."
Shang Ruyi smiled back at her.
Speaking of quick wit, she felt a bit undeserving. In fact, ever since she encountered Yu Wenqian and Yu Mingyue on the Thousand-step Corridor, she had been composing in her mind. It wasn’t until she saw Yu Wenquan walk in and sit down that the last two lines finally took shape.
After all, a banquet is never just a simple affair, even if it’s a celebratory banquet hosted by their father. It cannot be just about eating and drinking.
Now it seed that her effortful contemplation had not been in vain.
Upon hearing Yu Mingyue’s words, Yu Wenquan’s smile grew even deeper, saying, "Soone once said that won don’t need extraordinary talent, but my daughter-in-law naturally possesses both virtue and talent. Moreover, both virtue and talent should be showcased for the world to see, for people to admire, and use as a role model."
Shang Ruyi imdiately stood up, "Thank you, Father."
Yu Wenquan, smiling, gestured for her to sit down, then turned his head to look at Yu Mingyue, smiling. "Previously, you used the na Guanghan Guest to compose a poem in the poetry competition, which I liked very much. You even composed such a brilliant poem about the Battle of Fufeng, which you’ve never seen. Now that you’ve entered the palace and seen its scenery, shouldn’t you compose an even better poem?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, everyone in Bai Fu Hall fell silent.
So even took a sharp breath.
Although it seed that Yu Wenquan was testing the talent of this newly appointed Jixian Zhengzi, he had just said that his daughter-in-law should possess both virtue and talent, and then he tested Yu Mingyue—
Clearly, he already considered Yu Mingyue as the choice for his eldest son’s wife, that is, Yu Wenqian’s wife!
At this mont, although Yu Wenqian said nothing, his hand placed on the table twitched involuntarily, then slowly retracted under the table.
anwhile, Yu Mingyue also raised her head to look at Yu Wenquan, her eyes mixed with joy and panic, and when she spoke, there was a slight, almost undetectable tremor in her voice, "I... Mingyue is not talented, but I will dare to try."
The slight tremor in her voice seed not only to challenge Princess Qin’s poetry but also because her tone lacked its usual confidence and determination.
Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but look up at her.
Even Shen Wuzheng turned his head to look at the woman beside him who troubled him, and noticed that Yu Mingyue was looking down, seemingly at Yu Wenqian to her left, but it also seed like she wasn’t truly looking at him.
Shen Wuzheng’s gaze flashed slightly.
Yu Wenquan said, "Then—"
At this mont, though still outwardly calm, Yu Mingyue’s forehead had already broken out in a fine sheen of sweat.
The people around seed to sense the tense and urgent aura emanating from her at this mont, and all the eyes focused on her, making the atmosphere even more tense.
Just then, Yu Mingyue’s eyes suddenly lit up!
It was as if soone had searched through a pitch-black room and finally found a priceless bright pearl. She didn’t even have ti to breathe a sigh of relief, raised her head, and impatiently said, "The red-robed courier announces the dawn watch, the internal attendants prepare the azure cloud coat..."
Upon hearing these two lines, not only Shang Ruyi but even Yu Wenye and Pei Xingyuan couldn’t help but frown slightly.
Although everyone knew Yu Wenqian wanted them to compose poems after touring the palace, not only about the scenery but also to express more—such as the last two lines of Shang Ruyi’s poem, which was what Yu Wenquan truly wanted to hear—even so, the lines about the Thousand-step Corridor and Mountain and Water Pool were essential, as they needed to address the topic Yu Wenquan set forth.
But Yu Mingyue’s first two lines seed completely unrelated to the palace’s scenery.
Is there any aning in composing this way?
While everyone was sowhat puzzled, Yu Mingyue seed to understand their thoughts from the gazes around her. She took a deep breath and, with a clearer and steadier voice, continued to recite, "Heaven’s nine gates open the palace halls, a myriad of nations bow in formal attire to pay respects!"
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