The emperor didn't dare to let her smell it, and he didn't want to try it at the slightest risk.
However, according to the emperor's judgment, this wine was indeed good wine, but the emperor did not smell the honey aroma.
This time the eldest prince said: "It does seem to be a little sweet."
It looked like he didn't mean what he said.
He obviously didn't smell the aroma of wine, but he couldn't bear to let his sister down, so he agreed with her.
However, Princess Yuyao was satisfied if she could get a word of agreement.
She brought the wine to her lips, and Xie Ning hurriedly warned: "Sip a little."
Don't drink it in one gulp.
Xie Ning remembered that when she was a child, she was tricked by her uncle into drinking.
It was a burning knife.
Just smelling the smell, she felt that the smell of alcohol was so strong that she could hardly open her eyes.
But why didn't anyone tell her that the wine was so spicy?
There was no precaution at all.
He just raised his head and took a big mouthful.
As a result, she choked, coughed, and burst into tears, and her throat and nose were on fire.
However, the younger uncle didn't seek any favors, so he was taught a lesson by both the older uncle and the older aunt.
The older uncle had always treated the younger uncle like a brother and a father, so he picked up a stick and chased him around the yard.
But later, her uncle also compensated her with many fun things, and even built a unique flower stand in her yard with his own hands.
But Princess Yuyao didn't feel bored this time she drank.
She took a small sip, smacked her lips, and said, "It's a bit spicy."
Before Xie Ning could say "Just try it," Princess Yuyao raised her head and downed half the glass of wine.
I didn't choke, didn't cough, didn't make my eyes water, and my face didn't turn red.
Princess Yuyao's expression couldn't be more indifferent, as calm as if she was drinking sherbet instead of wine.
This made everyone at the table a little stunned, except the second prince.
His stomach was full and he couldn't sit still.
He slapped the table with his little hands and made random noises in his mouth.
Princess Yuyao put the cup down and told Bai Hongqi: "Pour it in again."
Bai Hongqi was a little stunned.
Of course, whether the wine should be refilled is not up to Princess Yuyao.
Bai Hongqi turned to ask the emperor for instructions.
Xie Ning didn't want her to drink anymore.
How could a child of such a young age be able to drink wine to celebrate the holiday today?
It would be fine if she took a sip to celebrate the festival, but she didn’t dare to let her drink again.
But the emperor smiled and gestured to Bai Hongqi to refill her cup, which was still half full.
The eldest prince also looked a little uneasy.
Logically speaking, the eldest prince is actually old enough to drink.
The prince who has entered school cannot be treated as a child under any circumstances.
But due to his frail health, he may only be able to taste the medicinal wine concocted by the Imperial Medical Office in this life.
But Princess Yuyao, who is younger than him, actually acts like a little drunkard.
This is inappropriate no matter how you look at it.
The emperor comforted Xie Ning and said, "It doesn't matter.
I am happy today.
If she wants to drink, just give it to her."
Princess Yuyao drank three cups and seemed to be unsatisfied.
However, she was not completely ignorant.
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No matter how much she said, she knew that three cups were enough.
It was a lot to drink three cups.
If she asked for more, her father would definitely not give it. .
Besides, the father himself only had three or five drinks, so she couldn’t possibly drink better than the father.
But Princess Yuyao really didn't think there was anything unpleasant about the wine.
She thought it tasted delicious, warm and fragrant, and she had an indescribable feeling after drinking it.
It's not uncomfortable, it seems quite comfortable.
Xie Ning was worried.
Princess Yuyao is not feeling uncomfortable now, but maybe it will take a while for the alcohol to get to her.
Guo Shanggong was also worried on the side.
Some people are fine when they first drink alcohol, but they go crazy afterward.
She quickly ordered the palace maid to prepare sobering soup.
It was not the best, but if it was not available when she needed it, she would be blind.
The eldest prince took his younger brothers and sisters out of the banquet with a wink, saying that he was going to enjoy the osmanthus flowers, leaving the emperor and Xie Ning behind.
The moon has risen above the head, and the silver light fills the courtyard.
The emperor asked for his life to put out the lantern, and just walked with Xie Ning in the small garden to eat.
The full moon was reflected in the pond, a huge silver plate shining brightly, the wind rippled the water surface, and the moon also changed its shape.
"I remembered that there was a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet when I was still studying in the study, and I wrote a poem in praise of the moon."
Xie Ning asked curiously: "It must be well written.
Why has the emperor never said it before?"
The emperor smiled and shook his head: "No, no, I am not good at poetry.
I can barely equalize the words and make the words smooth.
But you also know that I was already established as the prince at that time.
Even if the poem is nonsense, the following is People also cheered hard."
Xie Ning was so amused that he couldn't help laughing: "Your Majesty is so humble."
To say that the emperor is talented in poetry is definitely flattering, but it is by no means unreasonable in art and science.
It's just that no one in the world dares to say what the emperor said.
The only one who dares to say it is the emperor himself.
What he said was the truth, and precisely because it was the truth, no one dared to say it.
"Among the people who went to the study at that time, the best poet was Zhang Lang."
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment: "Zhang Lang is talking about Zhang's consort."
"That's right."
The emperor carefully held Xie Ning's waist to prevent her from stumbling on the gravel on the path: "Zhang Lang's talent is beyond words.
It comes from nature, and no one else can compare with it.
At the palace banquet, he also wrote a poem, which was much better than mine, but everyone was secretive and did not dare to praise him.
Oh, there was one exception.
One person praised him as being better than me.
Everyone at the table is strong, guess who it is."
Xie Ning thought for a moment: "It's the late emperor."
The late emperor didn't have to flatter his son.
At the palace banquet, the only ones who could avoid flattering the prince were the late emperor and the queen mother.
But the Queen Mother probably wouldn't show up at the palace banquet of the previous dynasty, so Xie Ning guessed the late Emperor.
The emperor shook his head: "No."
If it’s not the late emperor, then who could be so disrespectful to the prince?
Xie Ning couldn't think of anything right now.
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"It's Mingshou."
"She's here too" "Yes, she is here too, just for Zhang Qiheng."
Xie Ning thought for a while and said softly: "Even if Zhang Qiheng's writing is not very good, in her opinion it is still the best."
The emperor smiled and said: "Maybe.
But Zhang Qiheng's writing is indeed good.
If he had written it in another place, it would have been recited all over the capital.
Paper was expensive in Luoyang for a while.
But it happened to be written at a palace banquet, and no one dared to praise it.
The poem did not circulate later.
I remember that the poem manuscript was taken away by Ming Shou
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Thinking that Zhang Qiheng later became Zhang's consort and probably never lived a happy life, Xie Ning could not help but feel a little sad.
"That was my first palace banquet after I was established as the crown prince."
Xie Ning stopped.
The emperor's voice was very soft and could not be heard clearly in the evening breeze: "On that day I discovered that I suddenly turned into a person named Prince.
The smiling faces, compliments, temptations, and calculations around me, All this is due to North Korea I went there with the prince.
At the palace banquet, I was chatting and laughing with others, but at night I felt panicked.
I have to be a prince first and then an emperor.
Once I get up, I can never get off.
I can't slack off for a moment. " Xie Ning was stunned.
She had been closer to the emperor than she was now, but there had never been a moment when she felt so close to the emperor, so close that she could touch his heart just by raising her hand.
In the former dynasty and the harem, countless people from all over the world wanted to figure out the holy will and please the emperor.
But that's all for the sake of getting benefits from the emperor.
Who really does good things to him and treats him well without asking for anything in return?
Sitting on the Dragon Throne, he is said to be a loner and a lonely person.
He has always been alone
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