Here Shui Zhaoyi asked Cen Yunchu: "Do you have anything you like to eat recently?
My father and brother brought me some native products from southern Xinjiang, and I will send someone to bring you some to try later, maybe there will be something that suits your taste."
She knew that Cen Yunchu had been to all over the world and had eaten food from all over the world, so he was not used to it at all.
The Korean beauty also smiled and said: "Pregnant people will have a strange taste. It will be better after the baby is born."
Cen Yunchu said: "Thank you very much Shui Zhaoyi for your kindness, but it's disrespectful, so I'll keep it. I'll ask someone to pick it up later! Don't bother your palace people."
At this time, Gao Yueying smiled and asked Cen Yunchu: "Cen Zhaoyi, I have read a few pages of books recently, but unfortunately I am too stupid and can't understand some parts. I wonder if I can ask for advice?"
Cen Yunchu said calmly: "You ask me, if I don't know how, wouldn't there be great scholars from the previous dynasty who can ask for advice?"
"Cen Zhaoyi's knowledge is profound. If you don't know it, I don't have to ask anyone else," Gao Yueying said with a clever smile, "I've been reading Wang Wei's poems these days, and one of them is "Mrs. Xi".
I don’t think this poem has any good lyrics. Why do some people say that Wang Wei was appreciated by Prince Ning because of this poem? I’m really puzzled.”
After hearing her question, Cen Yunchu lowered his eyes slightly and smacked the corners of his lips.
Gao Yueying knew the truth and asked, but he just continued to embarrass her.
Wang Wei's poem about Mrs. Xi was composed at a banquet in the palace of Prince Ning, Xuanzong's brother.
King Ning has overwhelming power for the rest of his life, and he is respected and favored by no one else.
He took a fancy to the wife of a cake seller on the street, and bought her back as his concubine with a lot of money.
A year later, King Ning called the cake seller to him at the banquet. When the concubine saw her ex-husband, she burst into tears.
King Ning then ordered the literati present to compose poems based on this.
Wang Wei wrote this poem to Mrs. Xi:
Don’t be favored by the present moment,
Unforgettable old times.
Looking at the flowers brings tears to my eyes,
I don’t agree with the words of the King of Chu.
So King Ning returned the concubine to the cake seller and rewarded them with a lot of gold and silver so that they could live in peace.
The poem written by Wang Wei uses allusions from the Spring and Autumn Period.
Xihou's wife was taken over by the King of Chu because she was too beautiful. Although Mrs. Xi was committed to the King of Chu, she never smiled at him.
The King of Chu was distressed and asked her why she was like this?
Mrs. Xi said, "I am a woman, I can't help myself, but I know my sense of shame. How can one woman be worthy of two husbands?"
Wang Wei borrowed the title from his wife, and wrote that the wife of the cake seller never forgets the kindness between her husband and wife in the past.
When Gao Yueying asked Cen Yunchu about this, it was obvious that he was humiliating her.
Among all the palace members, only Cen Yunchu had a marriage contract before entering the palace.
From this point of view, it is not impossible to say that Chen Sixun is her ex-husband.
Gao Yueying asked this poem for advice, implying that both the lowly wife of the cake seller and the noble Mrs. Xi felt humiliated and helpless when a woman married two husbands.
But now that Cen Yunchu is enjoying great honor, he seems to be shameless.
It was even more inconvenient for the people next to me to interrupt at this time, and they just pretended they didn't understand.
But Gao Yueying still smiled and asked: "Cen Zhaoyi, please tell me!"
Cen Yunchu took a sip of tea and slowly said: "This is not difficult to explain, it is just the story of Prince Ning and the cake seller's wife.
The reason why Wang Wei won the award was simply because he was the first to finish the poem.
In fact, other people later wrote about it, and they all received awards.
Such a superficial poem has no profound meaning. If it has to say anything, it is mostly far-fetched."
"What Mrs. Cen said is not bad, but I wonder what kind of wonderful poem you would have composed if you were here at that time?" Gao Yueying chased after her.
"Then King Ning only regarded the cake seller's wife as a plaything. He bought her with a few taels of silver, and when he got tired of it, he returned it.
Naturally, the cake seller’s wife also knew this, after all, who would have true feelings for a plaything?”
Cen Yunchu couldn't help but laugh after saying the last sentence. Gao Yueying naturally knew who was the plaything between the two of them.
Cen Yunchu went on to say: "If I were to compose a poem, I would never use Mrs. Xi's allusions.
The king of Chu destroyed the country of Xi and humiliated the marquis of Xi. This was what made Mrs. Xi unhappy.
Otherwise, how can his love and tolerance for Mrs. Xi not be exchanged for a smile?"
Gao Yueying wanted to use this to anger Cen Yunchu, but when it didn't work, he set a trap for Cen Yunchu.
If Cen Yunchu accidentally said something inappropriate, Gao Yueying could take the opportunity to spread rumors that she was resentful towards the emperor.
He wanted to take this opportunity to drive a wedge between Cen Yunchu and the emperor, thereby making Cen Yunchu fall out of favor.
It's a pity that she made the wrong calculation. Cen Yunchu was much smarter than she thought and was not fooled by her at all.
Here Gao Yueying wanted to say something more, but the emperor arrived.
Everyone stood up quickly to pay their respects to the emperor.
The emperor smiled and said no courtesy, stepped forward, held Cen Yunchu's wrist, and asked: "I heard what you just said, and it was very much to my liking.
Your body is getting heavier now and you should not sit for a long time. You should take a good rest."
After hearing the emperor's words, the rest of the people hurriedly wanted to leave.
Cen Yunchu said: "Everyone, wait a moment."
Then he said to the emperor: "They all came to congratulate me on my move, but I haven't thanked them yet.
I want to ask the emperor for a reward, but I wonder if the emperor can deny it?"
"Tell me what you want. As long as you have it, why don't you give it to me?" The emperor looked at Cen Yunchu and said, the doting in his eyes was unobstructed, and those who looked at it felt frightened.
"Just now, everyone was praising the bracelet that the emperor gave to the talented person. I was thinking about whether I could ask the emperor for one on their behalf." Cen Yunchu smiled sweetly, "It's not necessary for the talented person. Anyway, she already has it.
There are two.
Besides, she is young and has a low status. If she is given too much, she may not be able to bear it, but it will be a disaster."
"I thought it was a rare thing," the emperor smiled, "I asked Bai Fu to go to the jade room, get it and give it to everyone."
Everyone else thanked the emperor, and the emperor said: "No need to thank me, Yun Chu fought for this for you, just remember her favor."
At this time, Gao Yueying felt angry, ashamed and annoyed.
I just didn't dare to show it on my face, so I had to try hard to put on a smile.
The things she regarded as rare treasures were nothing more than trivial things in Cen Yunchu's eyes.
Giving a bracelet to everyone else but not yourself is a slap in the face.
But this was approved by the emperor, and he didn't even dare to complain.
Because once you say it, you will be complaining about the emperor, and if someone with intentions uses it to make a fuss, it will not be worth the gain.
After returning home, Gao Yueying went to the palace of her aunt, Concubine Gao Hui.
Concubine Hui was very dissatisfied with what she did today: "You really didn't think too much today. Cen Yunchu will definitely hate you.
If you want to fight with her, I'm afraid you're still too young. Listen to my advice and stay in this palace for a few years.
Don’t forget to shoot the first bird.”
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Today was just amazing. I spent the whole day doing things, but couldn't get anything done.
