Raiders of Abuse Scum

But she didn't dare to lose her temper with the emperor, so she could only look at Jiujiu and said, "If you have nothing to do today, how about coming to Kunning Palace, mother's concubine, and mother's concubine to make your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

The queen dared not lose her temper with Mo Ling, nor did she dare to express a little to the emperor, but it was different with Jiujiu.

Therefore, the queen directly turned her idea on Jiujiu.

The queen has long wanted to know how Mo Ling trained Jiujiu during this time, but the people she sent to Jiujiu's place have long been subdued by Mo Ling, let alone her, probably Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and he would never want to get rid of those people. Words came out of the man's mouth, the queen had no choice but to hit Jiujiu with her idea.

For the little Jiujiu in the queen's heart, Jiujiu was clear in his heart, but after thinking that knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy could win a hundred battles, regardless of the displeasure on Mo Ling's face, he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that Jiujiu was the same as before, as long as she made a request, she would nod and agree, and the strangeness that rose in the Queen's heart dissipated.

Even the fact that the emperor didn't hold her hand just now was ignored, and he walked to his seat, pretending to be nonchalant, and greeted the compliments from the civil and military courts with a smile on his lips.

It's just that although the queen in the past was old, she was better at taking good care of herself. With all kinds of precious jewelry piled up on her body, she looked like a graceful and luxurious peony.

But now, the queen has lost more than ten catties in just half a month, and her already thin face is almost as if there is no flesh. Although the current queen still piles up all kinds of precious jewelry, because she is too thin, not only does she have The feeling of grace and luxury, on the contrary, is like a child wearing an adult's clothes, which is extraordinarily funny.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, because Mo Ling took Jiujiu under his door to teach him personally, the emperor held it with great grandeur, even in the middle of the banquet, he directly called Jiujiu up and asked Jiujiu to compose a poem impromptu.

After hearing the emperor's request, both the empress and the ministers who were sent by the emperor to teach Jiujiu were all in a cold sweat.

Jiujiu was taught by them to only write his own name, even if he was accepted by the national teacher for half a month, but no matter how powerful the national teacher is, he is not a god, and he can stuff all those knowledge points into Jiujiu's mind.

Jiujiu could only write her own name before, but now she wants to compose poems. This is like asking a person without legs to participate in a 5,000-meter long-distance race.

Thinking of this, the eyes of all the ministers turned black, and there were only two words in their heads, it's over.

But before they fainted, Jiujiu stood up like a pines and cypresses.

In the past, Li Wan always felt guilty and afraid when faced with such occasions, so when the queen proposed to let a double go to court instead of her, she hurriedly agreed.

But Jiujiu is different, she has been a big star before, and she has seen countless big scenes.

Not to mention the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, even if tens of thousands of people were present, Jiujiu would not panic in the slightest.

However, the degree of difficulty of composing a poem was a bit high, so Jiujiu chanted a water tune song directly.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it..."

Jiujiu just read the beginning, and the eyes of all the ministers who were dark in front of them instantly lit up.

How can the person who can be sent by the emperor to teach the prince be a middle-of-the-road person? Just after Jiujiu opened his mouth, they heard the extraordinary aspect of this poem, and their faces all showed stupefied looks.

The queen can sit on the queen's seat, and she is naturally good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so when she heard these words, her heart tightened violently, her lowered hands clenched into fists, and the handkerchief in her hand was squeezed tightly. He gritted his teeth secretly.

After being trained by the national teacher for half a month, he can compose such a poem. If the national teacher has been training Jiujiu, then his own thoughts...

Thinking that her hard work for so many years would be in vain, the Queen's heart that was still afraid to face Mo Ling's opponent became cold and hard again because of fear.

The queen is afraid of Mo Ling, but if Mo Ling becomes a stumbling block to her future, then she doesn't mind stepping this stumbling block into the soil at all.

However, thinking of how she learned how to write her own name after being taught by Li Wan for two days, the queen once again expressed doubts about the poem Jiujiu read out.

Even if the national teacher has all hands and feet, how could it be possible to train a nearly illiterate Jiujiu into a great writer's ability in just half a month? Could it be that the national teacher gave the poems he wrote to Jiujiu in order to pretend to face, and let Jiujiu Jiu recite it to amuse the emperor.

After Jiujiu read out the remaining few lines, the emperor raised his hand to take a picture first, and shouted: "Good poetry, good poetry."

The emperor opened his mouth to receive a series of rewards, and even directly gave Mo Ling a national teacher's mansion.

Regarding this, Mo Ling's expression was always calm, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

Regarding this, the emperor did not think it disobedient, but respected Mo Ling even more.

With the end of the dinner, the queen asked Jiujiu to be picked up directly.

Mo Ling originally wanted to follow in order to protect Jiujiu's comprehensiveness, but after receiving Jiujiu's signal of rejection by shaking his head, he stopped in his tracks, but Mo Ling's face that had gradually turned cold because of Jiujiu's rejection made those who wanted to The ministers who wanted to talk to him flinched.

Although it's good to get a few words of advice from the national teacher, but if the national teacher rejects it, it's not fun.

All the ministers who were still making up their minds did not dare to approach Mo Ling in an instant.

Arriving at Kunning Palace, the empress who was still holding her face just now showed a motherly spring-like smile, looked at Jiujiu with a smile on her face and asked, "Wan'er, you wrote the poem just now. ?”

Just now Jiujiu was so generous in front of outsiders, now Jiujiu is so cowardly and cowardly, Jiujiu blinked her beautiful cat pupils, with a hint of fear in her eyes, then quickly shook her head and whispered: "No , it was not written by the minister, but by the national teacher himself."

After a thought flashed in the queen's mind, she looked at Jiujiu again and asked, "What has the national teacher taught you during this time?"

The queen made up her mind that if Mo Ling really taught Jiu Jiu other things, she would find a way to drive Mo Ling out of the palace.

Seeing what the queen was thinking, Jiujiu blinked her eyes, pursed her lips and whispered, "The national teacher didn't teach me anything."

"Didn't teach you?"

Jiujiu nodded, looked at the queen and said, "He asked me to learn how to speak and walk like my father, and also asked me... let me..."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let me recite the poem he wrote, and say that I wrote it myself when my father asked me."

"That's right." The queen curled her lips in satisfaction after looking at Jiujiu, who was as timid as before.