Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1784
There was a red slap mark on his face, and his ears started to buzz.
Si…Si Jin’s words?
How could it be his words…
“Your Majesty!” The Queen didn’t know that Si Jin had deliberately mixed this piece of paper into her pile of poems. She had finally found a poem that could save her life, but she could only look up and make up something.
“This is the poem I wrote. Why are you saying that? You have really been bewitched by the devil!”
“I have long advised you that the fox demon cannot be kept, but you insisted…”
“Enough!” The old emperor’s mind was filled with the beautiful look of Si Xiaohu when she gave him poems.
At that time, Jinjin, with a pair of beautiful fox ears, bowed her head and said to him: “Your Majesty, I know you like ginkgo, so I wrote this poem for you to stay up late.”
Now, he was not willing to listen to the queen’s excuses and continued to question in a stern voice: “The several ‘ones’ in the words are actually the horizontal bars drawn by Jinjin. They are the blanks left because he hadn’t decided what word to write!”
“So the word you stole is an incomplete word! How dare you bring that up?”
“If you really wrote this poem, why don’t you fill in the blanks!”
The queen was stunned by the yelling, and the burning sensation on her face made her feel humiliated and ashamed.
She has no idea about rhythm, how can she write lyrics or poems? Who knows what words should be written in those blank spaces?
Tears gradually welled up in the queen’s eyes. She looked at Si Jin with gritted teeth, “This poem was written by me. Those parts were supposed to be left blank. No need to replace any words!”
“If the fox demon knew the original words, why didn’t he fill them in himself?”
What kind of poetry could a fox understand? The queen stared at Si Jin hatefully, the anger in her eyes almost overflowing.
She just didn’t believe that this bitch Si Jin could really write lyrics!
But the next moment, Si Jin asked the eunuch to bring pen and ink, and wrote the whole poem while reciting it.
“Bu Suan Zi. Ode to Ginkgo”
“The cold dew plays with the sparse branches, the waning moon casts a lonely shadow. When autumn comes and the leaves fall, who will understand my remaining sorrow?”
“In the cold and frost of the quiet, who can share my lofty aspirations? I am upset about the wasted years, how can I let the wind and snow settle?”
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【Small science time】
The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces. The spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is gorgeous. If we hadn’t met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace.
——From Li Bai’s “Qingping Diao. Part One”
The candle dragon lives in the cold door, and its light shines as brightly as the morning. How can the sun and the moon not shine as brightly as this? Only the north wind howls in anger from the sky. The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, and they are blown down to Xuanyuan Terrace one by one.
——From Li Bai’s “North Wind Song”
The Cold Dew makes the branches sparse, the waning moon casts a lonely shadow, and when autumn comes and the leaves fall, who can understand my lingering sorrow?
In the cold and frost-covered silence, who can share my lofty aspirations? I am still upset about the wasted years, how can I let the wind and snow settle?
——This is a work for the rice-loving Tuanzi. It follows the rhythm of the Bu Suan Zi series and is about the autumn ginkgo forest in front of the school classroom. It is titled Bu Suan Zi. Ode to Ginkgo.
After finishing writing, Si Jin raised her eyes slightly, held up the paper and pointed it at the queen: “If this poem was really written by you, explain what it means.”
Explain…
The queen had never expected that she could recite a poem in front of the emperor. She was already confused, and now, she couldn’t utter a word.
Everyone present is a world-famous literary master. If she were to talk nonsense based on her level, she would definitely be discovered and then she would lose face even more!
She knew clearly that the emperor did not love her that much and Zhu Yan was only using her. She had to find a way to escape as soon as possible, as soon as possible!
Having made up her mind, the queen became ruthless and bit her lips until they became even whiter. After a moment, she closed her eyes and fainted on the spot. No one could wake her up.
He could only order the imperial physician to carry the body away.
The banquet hall returned to silence again. Si Jin became the subject of everyone’s questions, which made the old emperor even happier.
He had a very good eye. The fox beauty was no less outstanding than thousands of other poets. She could bring him honor and was worthy of being his concubine.
It’s just…the way Shao Linyuan looked at Si Jin always made the old emperor feel uncomfortable.
Why did he feel that the Shao family kid was too doting on his beloved concubine? Did he really treat the fox as his own after asking him to help train the fox for a few days?
The old emperor lowered his eyes and took a fierce note of Shao Linyuan in his heart. He would find a chance to embarrass him later.
… …
After the banquet in Jiuhua Palace was almost over, the old emperor invited the literati to move to the Imperial Garden to hold a Qushui Liushang Poetry Competition.
Eunuch Xu was serving as a waiter, and he asked carefully, “Your Majesty, the Queen has prepared songs and dances for the Qushui Liushang, but do you want to call the dancers out now?”
“Singing and dancing?” The old emperor’s eyes moved, and he turned the wine cup in his hand twice as he thought. Finally, he said, “No need. I will find someone to perform later.”
After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Shao Linyuan, who was leading the Changning Division and maintaining order at the banquet not far away: “Shao Aiqing.”
He put down the wine cup and said with a smile: “Everyone is a little tired of writing poems. I heard that Lord Shao is an excellent martial artist. Why don’t you dance with a sword to entertain everyone?”
Asking a first-rank official of the imperial court to dance with a sword is equivalent to putting him in the position of a dancer, whose status is even lower than that of a businessman.
From an official to a dancer, it was a great humiliation for the official.
But the old emperor just wanted to do this.
Who made this kid so ignorant of the seriousness of the matter and covet his Qinqin? He deserves to be humiliated!
On one side, Shao Linyuan slowly tightened his hand on the hilt of the sword, wishing he could mobilize the army he had raised for more than ten years right now to chop off the old emperor’s head directly.
But the deployment of the army takes time, and he still needs to endure for the last few days.
Si Jin lowered his eyes and subconsciously glanced at Xiao Ayuan. Just as he was about to say something to help him out, he saw the white-bearded old man opposite him stand up and suggest, “Okay, okay, Commander Shao is the best demon catcher in the world, and he protects the stability of our people. It is a great blessing to be able to watch Commander Shao dance with a sword. Tell others about it, and I can brag about it for years!”
“Well, I will play the piano for Commander Shao. Do you have anyone who is good at playing drums? Let’s play music together with Commander Shao.”
Hearing this, Si Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.
This was a clever statement, as it neither offended the emperor nor elevated Shao Linyuan’s performance to the level of an elegant and pleasure-seeking scholar.
It’s a good rescue.
It’s just that this little old man…looks a little familiar.
