When Xiao Changgong thought of this, the sadness and hatred in his heart surged up again.
Seeing that Xiao Changgong looked strange, Wei Zijin didn't know what he was thinking, and asked with concern: "Chang Gong, what's wrong?"
Xiao Changgong suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Wei Zijin again, sighed quietly in his heart, and pretended to be calm and smiled: "It's nothing, thank you Auntie Huang. Changgong has a heavy responsibility, and he will definitely work hard not to disappoint the Emperor's uncle and the Emperor's aunt. Let the people of the world and the Taifu be disappointed!"
Maybe it was too long since he heard someone care about him like this, so he was in a daze! Although she and the emperor's uncle cared about him equally, she was not the queen after all...
And the queen mother he missed in his heart would never come back to life to teach him how to be a good prince!
When Wei Zijin heard what he said, he smiled and nodded, but he always felt that what he just said was a bit strange! It wasn't until they walked into the depths of the Plum Forest and a vassal king came to talk to Xiao Changgong that Wei Zijin carefully considered every word he said, and finally Understand, what’s weird about his words!
He said that he would not let himself and Xiao Jingyao down, that he would not let Shen Rui down, and that he would not let the people down, but he did not mention his father Xiao Heng!
It seems that Xiao Changgong is still dissatisfied with Xiao Heng's favor to the Fan Yang Lu family, and the gap between father and son may not be filled for a while!
When Xiao Heng ordered his people to bring out the long-cherished wine, many of the royal family and nobles standing in the snow admiring the plum blossoms no longer felt cold. After having a glass of wine, they clamored to compose poems with the theme of plum blossoms.
Xiao Heng also nodded with a smile and ordered the prince Xiao Changgong to start. Xiao Changgong played with the wine glass in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then he had a poem in his heart.
"Follow the road to find the spring, and we will join hands together."
The color of the grass is like that of the Philippines, which is not found in the forest.
If you have nothing to do, you will chase plum blossoms; if you have nothing to do, you will believe in willows.
Come back again and send me a glass of wine with affection."
"Well, as expected of His Highness the Crown Prince...the generals join hands, it is really grand!" Everyone applauded and praised, and Xiao Heng was also quite satisfied with Xiao Changgong's poem and nodded with a smile.
Xiao Changgong drank another glass of wine and said with a smile to Wuling King Xiao Rong: "It's your turn!"
Xiao Rong was not good at writing poems. Seeing everyone looking at him, he laughed sarcastically, waved his hands and said, "I have more to think about, so please go ahead!"
"The King of Luoyang is both civilized and military, so why don't you write a poem to suit the occasion?" Several vassal kings suggested with a smile. Xiao Heng also turned his attention to Xiao Jingyao, nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, as everyone wishes, you can also sing One song!"
Wei Zijin handed a glass of wine to Xiao Jingyao, asking him to drink the hot wine before doing anything else. Xiao Jingyao took the glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. Looking at Wei Zijin's smiling face, he recalled that day in the mansion. When I saw her standing under the plum blossom tree in the backyard, I didn't notice the corners of her lips curling up, and a poem was about to come out!
"Last night, the birds were singing in spring, and their chirping alarmed the neighbors.
There must be people singing flowers under the plum trees today.
Shooting stars float on the wine, and grains of millet wrap around the lips of the cup.
Why bother when a piece of rain calls me the balcony god?"
"Good poem, good poem, but I don't know who the person who sings flowers in the words of the King of Luoyang refers to?" Everyone held their palms together and praised, and an older vassal king laughed and replied: "Who else can it be? Of course. It’s time for the Princess of Luoyang!”
After the vassal king finished speaking, everyone understood and couldn't help laughing.
Xiao Heng looked at Wei Zijin with a faint look, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "The plum blossoms painted by Princess Luoyang just now are like a stroke of genius. How can this person who sings about plum blossoms be without Princess Luoyang?"