Empress Jia then showed a satisfied look and was about to continue speaking.

Princess Xiangyang quickly interrupted.

"Young Master Song has learned a lot, no wonder he caught the eye of Cousin Rong."

As soon as these words came out, Empress Jia immediately frowned.

Then he looked at his little girl with a somewhat puzzled expression.

This girl, can't you see that she, as a mother, is thinking about her? What are you doing to mention Shen Rong at this time?

Song Rui's face also stiffened.

But it only took a moment before his expression returned to normal.

"The princess was joking. The eldest lady saved the lives of ordinary people and introduced them to the Prime Minister's Palace. The ordinary people are very grateful to her."

"The eldest lady is so beautiful and beautiful, and there are rumors circulating among the people. The princess must not take her seriously."

As soon as these words came out, Empress Jia's eyes instantly lit up.

Princess Xiangyang, on the other hand, felt a little annoyed.

What does this person mean?

Seeing that his mother wanted to recruit him as her son-in-law, she even refused to acknowledge the engagement with cousin Rong?

Why did she think he was so talented and unparalleled in love before? His moral character was so low?

"So Mr. Shen has no sweetheart?" Queen Jia asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked.

Even the emperor glanced sideways at his beloved wife.

Is it really okay to ask so directly?

Empress Jia didn't take it seriously, but continued to look at Song Rui with a smile.

The more I look at it, the more satisfied I feel.

Such a good son should be worthy of her family Xiangyang.

After Song Que's face stiffened for a moment, he raised his hand to Empress Jia.

Then, under Princess Xiangyang's disdainful gaze, she spoke to Empress Jia: "Young people, you have a sweetheart."

Princess Xiangyang's expression suddenly froze.

Empress Jia's originally smiling face suddenly darkened.

Just as she was about to ask who it was, Princess Xiangyang interrupted again.

"A woman who can win the admiration of a young master must be extraordinary."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xiang Yang was not embarrassed, but continued to say to Song Rui: "Young Master's poetic talent is unparalleled. Today, the Imperial Garden is in full bloom. Why don't you write a poem for me, my father, the Queen, and my Queen to appreciate it together?" How about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the emperor was the first to breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, he wasn't worried, and he wasn't prepared to hastily decide on his little girl's marriage.

Then, he turned his head and glanced at Empress Jia beside him.

At this time, the anger in Queen Jia's eyes had dissipated a lot.

Because she was not sure of her little girl's thoughts, she was not in a hurry to ask about Song Rui's situation now.

So, she nodded along with the flow, expressing that she wanted to see Song Rui's poetic talent.

Empress Jia's eyes swept around the imperial garden, and finally stopped at a brightly blooming peony not far away.

"Let's take this peony as the theme." He said.

Everyone then looked at the peony, and then looked at Song Rui with expectation in their eyes.

Song Rui also looked at the peony flower, and his mind began to spin rapidly.

Immediately, he quickly saluted Empress Jia and the emperor.

Then he stood up and walked slowly towards the peonies.

As he walked, he recited: "The peonies in front of the court have no character, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and emotionless. Only peonies are the true national beauty, and they move the capital when they bloom."

As Song Rui read out the poem, everyone's expressions kept changing...

Especially when they heard the last two sentences, "Only peonies are the true national beauty, and they move the capital when they bloom", everyone's eyes lit up.

"Good! What a great saying, 'Only peonies are the true national beauty, and Tokyo is the city of flowers in bloom!' Well said!" After hearing this, Empress Jia even stood up and clapped her hands.

Among all flowers, her favorite is peony.

The peony is graceful and luxurious, and is the king of flowers.

There are many literati and poets who have chanted peonies since ancient times, but only Song Rui said it best.

Song Rui bowed humbly to Empress Jia and did not answer.

"Young Master Song is really unparalleled in his poetic talent. We have Young Master Song in Jin Dynasty, so the literary world is booming!" Empress Jia looked at Song Rui with admiration in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, you are so complimentary. Common people, I am so ashamed of myself." Song Rui then answered.

"Oh, that's not a false compliment. With your poetic talent, you deserve the title of Poet Immortal!"

Song Rui was startled.

Just as he was about to reply, Empress Jia had already changed the subject.

He chose a new topic and asked Song Rui to continue writing poems.

Song Rui cooperated throughout the entire process and responded easily.

Every poem he wrote was novel and of high quality, which made Empress Jia appreciate him even more.

Even the emperor looked at him with more admiration.

When the emperor saw his little daughter again, he showed his admiration for Song Rui again, and unconsciously began to consider Empress Jia's previous plan.

Perhaps, the Queen's idea was not hasty.

Such talents are indeed worthy of their Xiangyang family.

Princess Xiangyang didn't know what her father and mother were thinking. While listening to Song Rui's poems, she sent someone to get pens and ink.

I personally recorded all the poems written by Song Rui.

After returning home, she had to show Mr. Song's poems to her master.

Let Master also appreciate the literary talents of their great Jin poets.

A tea party accidentally lasted all afternoon.

Princess Xiangyang recorded a total of twelve poems, long and short.

Without exception, the capital is enough to amaze the world.

After the tea banquet was over, Princess Xiangyang couldn't wait to leave the palace and hurried back to Xiaoyao Hou Mansion.

Then he excitedly went to find Qin Xiaoyao with the recorded poems.

At this time, Qin Xiaoyao was enjoying the cool air in the yard. When he saw his good disciple coming with something in his hand, he felt a little curious.

Immediately, I heard from Princess Xiangyang about Song Rui's performance in the palace today, and I already had some guesses in my mind.

She is husband-in-law, and her articles are really good. She also has some attainments in poetry.

But compared with the great poets in her previous life who were famous in history, they are incomparable.

However, although it was difficult for him to produce excellent works, he heard that she had recited many poems to him.

In order to show that she was a top student in front of her husband, she often recited poems to him.

He even asked him to come up with the topic and she would recite the relevant poems.

Thanks to the large amount of poetry in her mind, her husband recorded many good poems.

If he had really memorized all those poems, he would probably not be much worse than her. For most of the questions, he should be able to find corresponding poems to answer them.

Sure enough, after opening the paper brought back by Princess Xiangyang, Qin Xiaoyao saw familiar poems.

In Princess Xiangyang's expectant eyes, she read through all the papers with poems written on them.

Qin Xiaoyao did not show any surprise or surprise.

"They really are all good poems and lyrics, Master?" Princess Xiangyang was obviously a little disappointed when she saw Qin Xiaoyao's reaction. But she still asked Qin Xiaoyao.

"Yes. They are indeed masterpieces." Seeing this, Qin Xiaoyao could only deal with it.

Of course they are all excellent works, but the real author of these excellent works is not her husband.

Moreover, these poems were not written by just one person...

Princess Xiangyang's reaction to seeing Qin Xiaoyao was still very dull, and she felt a little disappointed.

Then I thought, her master is a military commander, maybe he just doesn't understand poetry, or is not interested in poetry.

Let's make a fuss
Chapter completed!