Chapter 780

Compared with Yun Dai's two snow poems, it lacks a lot of lonely, fresh and shocking charm.

In short, there is no emotion.

Zhao Yuanjing put down the paper, smiled lightly and said, "It's not bad."

Jin Yao pursed her lips, feeling a little disappointed to see his indifferent reaction.

Although she said that she was humble, she wrote these poems seriously. I thought I could get some appreciation from the emperor, but who knows...

"If the emperor doesn't like it, I can go back and think of a new one."

"Concubine Jing is overthinking, I have no intention of disliking it." Zhao Yuanjing said lightly, "You are not in good health, so you should not bother yourself. Besides, this poem is good, maybe the Empress Dowager likes it."

Jin Yao said with a smile: "I heard that the emperor got a few good poems, and I like them very much. Why don't I see them too?"

"You really want to see it?"

"Please, Your Majesty, please complete it."

"Okay, I'll give you a read." Zhao Yuanjing had a mentality of showing off to others, and directly read a song written by Yun Dai, "Ye Xue Knows the Snow is Heavy, and I heard the sound of folding bamboo."

When Jin Yao heard this, she suddenly felt ashamed.

She blessed the body, and said with a smile: "I have little talent and little learning. I wonder which scholar in the imperial court wrote this poem? Reading it is like being there."

Zhao Yuanjing said indifferently and casually: "It's not from a bachelor, it's a little poem written by the queen."

Jin Yao froze for a moment.

She smiled and said: "I never knew that the Empress Empress has such talent."

Zhao Yuanjing said with a bit of a smile in his eyes, "She is usually lazy, but now that she has gone to Ganquan Temple, she has calmed down and written a few decent poems."

Jin Yao bit her lip and said in a low voice: "The empress prayed for the people in Ganquan Temple, it was very hard, but she still has such talent, I am really ashamed."

"Your poems are also good." Zhao Yuanjing said.

"Compared with the empress, it's too far behind." Jin Yao said, "I want to go back and think about it."

She bowed her knees and retreated, looking at her expression, she was obviously shocked.

She has always been proud of her talent, but now she is compared to a scumbag.

How not to be depressed.

Liu Dequan came over with tea in his hands, and said with a smile, "I think the empress's poems are the best."

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him, and said lightly: "If you want to please her, go and talk in front of her. Even if you say a hundred sentences here, she won't be able to hear you."

"Hey, this servant is telling the truth." Liu Dequan said with a smile, "But the imperial concubine is also very good. The servant looks at the complexion of the imperial concubine, much better than before. The imperial doctor Ouyang invited by the Jin family is really powerful. It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life.”

He is the closest and most trusted minister around Zhao Yuanjing, and the master and servant often chat together. Liu Dequan knows many things better than others.

It's just that he has a tight mouth and never reveals a word.

There were no other servants at the moment, so Zhao Yuanjing just answered a few words casually.

He looked down at a book, and casually said: "Meng Yu said that she would not live to be eighteen years old. I see that Ouyang Yu is really capable, and he may make her last a few more years."

"It can be said that the emperor's poison is almost clear to him. He is really a miracle doctor." Liu Dequan praised.

Outside the door, Jin Yao looked pale and crumbling.

She raised her hand to support the door frame and stabilized her body, but she couldn't hold back her tears.

Seeing her delay in coming, her servant girl followed her in. Seeing her like this, she was surprised, helped her up, and said, "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell again?"

"I'm fine." Jin Yao shook her head.

"Your Majesty said that the handkerchief was lost here, did you find it?" the maid asked.

"I won't look for it anymore." Jin Yao took a deep breath, "Go back to the palace."

ps: Yun Dai's four poems here are all quoted ancient poems. Jin Yao's song was written randomly by myself, don't worry about it, it's not the point, cough. The important thing is that the heroine must be the best.