As soon as the official words that Wu Hua started were spoken, the Queen Mother interrupted directly, indicating that he should get to the point.
She was afraid of her son.
It's not easy to get him to choose once, so just do it.
After hearing this, Wuhua immediately shook the statement in his hand, took a step back with a smile on his face, and stood away, leaving only Lao Xuan'er in the hall.
The eyes of all the ceremony officials were all focused on Xuan'er.
Xuan'er coughed when he saw this, and said in a hoarse and solemn voice: "Today is to select the middle palace for our king. The middle palace is different from other concubines. She must have both talent and virtue, and be a mother to the world.
My king is not an ordinary person, he is independent in the world. Naturally, the middle palace must be in harmony with my king's taste in order to survive for a long time.
Therefore, there are not many beautiful women and beautiful men selected this time, but each one is very unique, very talented, very charming among people, and they are definitely in line with the taste of our king."
"Okay." When the Queen Mother heard what Lao Xuan'er said, she immediately praised her.
Although she said that anyone can run for election.
However, that is a matter of urgency.
Wouldn't it be better if she could choose someone who suits her prince's taste and can be affectionate and loving?
The director of this talent show really knows her heart.
After receiving the praise from the Queen Mother, Xuan'er nodded and smiled, then waved his hand lightly.
Immediately, the screen opened, and a woman wearing a purple dress and a skirt, her face covered with a layer of purple gauze, came curling up holding a seven-stringed guqin.
His figure is like a weak willow supporting the wind, and his face is not visible, but he captures people with his aura.
The Queen Mother saw this and nodded secretly.
"Both virtue and talent, since ancient times, a woman's virtue has been measured by the four items of music, chess, calligraphy and painting." Lao Xuan'er pretended to stroke his beard.
"This woman has very unique piano skills and singing voice. I have been traveling to the mainland for so many years and I have never seen such piano skills. She is unique in the world."
"Oh, let's sing and listen." Ming Chenye leaned on the big white jade chair, listening to Xuan'er's words, and said with a half-smile.
"Yes." Xuan'er pretended to bow to Ming Chenye, turned around and nodded to the woman who was ready.
The woman was sitting behind the piano chair. Seeing Xuan'er's gesture, she coughed slightly and adjusted the strings.