The power of women is highly respected

Xiao Hong: "If I don't keep watch with those people, is there really nothing to worry about?"

Yan Yu Ni looked up at him leaning against the window admiring the view, and replied softly, "It'll be fine. If I can still get along with them without any grudges, then that person would be worried."

They all witnessed how furious the Queen was when she learned that day that she insisted on sending her "seriously ill" brother away.

Her brother had just been sent away, and if she could chat with them calmly about family matters, then there would be no problem.

"bang"

When the night watchman's call was heard, the two smiled at each other and gave each other New Year's greetings.

One step back, one step forward, one fall, one flutter, the curtains fall, the red candles flicker...

Qingdai, looking exhausted, stood outside the door. She rubbed the back of her head embarrassedly and looked at Ye Yu at a loss.

"Go back where you came from, Lord Qingdai." Nothing else right now is as important as what's happening inside.

As the lights come on, Fengcheng is brightly lit and looks prosperous.

The small kitchen in Yanhe Palace was also busy at this time, and began to cook the malt sugar that His Highness had to eat on this day every year.

But, unlike in the past, I am worried this year. This year is much more lively than previous years. I don't know whether I need to cook the same amount of food for Xiao Shijun as for His Highness, or just a little bit will be enough.

They usually cook the master's portion first, and then cook a certain amount for the master's reward.

This time it was just the opposite. In the end the old nanny waved her hand and told them to endure it, not to be afraid of too much but too little.

The next day, Yan Yu Ni had just enough time to eat a few bites before going to pay her respects.

The malt sugar that had been boiled for three hours was very much to her liking. She happily picked up a piece and put it into her husband's red lips.

His tongue accidentally touched her hand, which made her heart flutter and she bit her lower lip subconsciously.

When the servants below were feeding Xiao Shijun from Yan Yuni, they lowered their heads with red faces, trying to reduce their presence, and did not notice the embarrassing scene of their master's lustful eyes.

It was clearly an unintentional act, but it turned out to be a mutual tease between the two.

Yan Yu Ni, whose face was flushed, pulled her cloak closer and stood aside. It took her a long time to calm down.

Xiao Hong: "Servant Xiao, I respectfully send His Highness off."

This sentence almost made Yan Yu Ni stumble. She said, "I've told you so many times that there's no need to go through all this empty formalities," but why didn't you listen?

The first day of the new year here is called "New Year's Day", which is similar to the Tang Dynasty. On this day, all civil and military officials as well as foreign guests must go to the palace to pay tribute to the emperor.

Today is the day when the last hostage arrives. Yan Yu Ni blew the hot tea in her hand, her expression changing unpredictably. From now on, the South is free from external threats for the time being. External threats and internal worries, none of them can be ignored.

Yan Yu Ni had long been accustomed to the court ceremonies held in the imperial palace and was tired of watching them.

While others were concentrating on listening to the congratulatory speech, she was observing Phoenix Eye Division.

Sure enough, although she was able to sit in that position due to a mistake and accidentally ingested the Wu Shi San, she still had the necessary vigilance.

The Phoenix Eye Bureau, the Imperial Guards, the Dali Temple and the 200,000 troops in the Northern Frontier are all firmly in his hands. How can those self-righteous people easily overthrow them?

Feng Jun was still too anxious, and it was no wonder that he was anxious. The position that originally belonged to his daughter was being watched by a group of people, so it would be strange if he was not anxious.

Zhao Yu: “Kneel”

"Kneel again"

"The ceremony is completed——"

"Wash your hands and return to your seats."

The ceremony ended successfully with her returning to her seat with a long note. No one came to cause trouble. Or perhaps it could be said that anyone who dared to cause trouble was either dealt with by the Phoenix Eye Division or transferred to the Dali Temple.

There have been many secret battles and both sides have suffered losses, but today's process is not over yet. In a while, the emperor will give a banquet to his ministers, and then there will be another secret fight.

"Your Highness the Sixteenth, I have heard that you are known as a talented woman. I wonder if I can have the honor of listening to you compose a poem today?"

Yan Yu Ni turned her eyes away from admiring the singing and dancing and stared at the foreigner in front of her without saying a word.

Since she took power at the age of thirteen, she has never been asked to compose poetry by anyone over a toast.

It’s not that Yan Yu Ni no longer pretends to be gentle and humble, but that they don’t dare to do so. They are starting to be wary.

At this moment, she felt a little amused looking at the person in front of her, because this was not a trick by someone to trip her up.

It was simply that the foreigner wanted to humiliate her, to humiliate her, a princess who had been stripped of her military power and fallen from the throne of power.

Looking at the undisguised contempt in the other person's eyes, Yan Yu Ni laughed wildly.

Yan Yu Ni didn't need to say anything, just a simple smile was enough to make the scalp of the messenger who had heard of her fame tingle.

But she thought that all the ministers were present at the moment, so she forced herself to speak: "Sixteenth Prince, are you looking down on me, a person from a small country, and deliberately being pretentious, and don't want to honor me by writing a poem?"

The emphasis is on the second half of the sentence, especially when it comes to the word "作".

If she said that the envoy had no ill intentions towards her, she didn't believe it at all. She poured the wine into her mouth. Before she could say anything, she heard the envoy emphasized: "I know that Your Highness is not the kind of person who drinks and recites poetry without caring about the face of a great country."

Yan Yu Ni turned the ring on her right hand twice. There was no smile in her eyes anymore. She looked at her steadily and said, “If I were reciting a poem, you probably wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. Why are you pretending?”

Originally, she wanted to say out loud the poem that had unconsciously come into her mind when she was looking at the bed curtains last night, just to get by.

But since she said so, I need to let her see how well my Chinese teacher taught me.

She was not afraid of a situation like Lu Yun. She even hoped that someone would point it out. Her fellow villager... She lowered her eyes. Ever since she knew about this person, she hoped that one day she could talk to him/her face to face.

Yan Yu Ni deliberately picked out a poem suitable for the occasion in her mind and recited it aloud.

"In the early years of the reign of the first emperor, the auspicious day was good. So we held a grand gathering and feasted in this hall. The nobles and the humble were arranged in order, and the rules were followed. The clothes were clean and fresh, and the colors were black and yellow. The wine cups were filled, and the seats in the middle were bright. The delicacies were mixed and filled the square. The sheng and the pan were set, and the zheng and the qin were strummed. The sad songs were loud, and the chewing was clear. Looking down at the Wenxuan, looking up at the Hualiang. I wish to keep this good thing, and it will be a habit for thousands of years. Laughter and entertainment, the joy will never end. The royal family is honored and long-lived like the king of the east."

I am reserved and don't want to write a poem for you. Yan Yu Ni's eyes turned slightly, and before anyone could react, she spoke again.

"North wind blows snow at the beginning of the fourth watch, auspicious signs from heaven and the New Year's Eve..."

In a short period of time, three poems were completed, and Yan Yu Ni took another big gulp of wine.

She originally thought that it would be less noticeable, so she would just write three poems, but after seeing the admiration in the eyes of some foreign envoys, she changed her mind. She wanted to shock them and meet her fellow countrymen as soon as possible.

…come on, she drank like crazy, swaying from side to side like a drunk and about to start talking nonsense.

The words used were gorgeous, and every poem touched the ears and hearts of those at the banquet.

Every song is flattering the people in high positions, and every song is just right.

At this banquet, all the ministers were excited and the hosts and guests were happy.

In addition, her sixteenth princess was so famous... that she was thrown into the Hanlin Academy by the empress and was given an unprecedented official position.

Of course, this is all later story. At this time, she was still the Sixteenth Princess who had no real power and only served as a background board in court occasionally.