The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Jiang Hetang patted Mingyue gently, smoothing down her limp tail. Yuan Tianzhen also gently held her hand under the table, signaling her not to worry.

Mingyue nestled peacefully in her uncle's arms.

Seeing that the Empress in the upper seat remained silent, the people below, thinking about their daughters' futures and fearing that things might change if they were delayed, hurriedly began to persuade Yuan Tianzhen, "Empress, since the Emperor has said so, please fulfill his wish."

"That's right, you are the mother of a country, you can't be intolerant."

"What's more, these two are distinguished guests of the Great Zhou, and the princesses of Goryeo are at least concubines."

"The princess has such... such unique charm, it's only natural that the emperor should be attracted to her."

"The Emperor is the Son of Heaven, the highest authority in the world. He should have three palaces and six courtyards."

Mingyue was so angry. Most of those who said these things were wives of officials, except for the ministers who were just watching the fun and those families who had ulterior motives and wanted to send their daughters to the palace. She really didn't understand why women had to make things difficult for other women. Was it because they couldn't stand Jiang Hetang favoring the queen alone?

"Since you all call me sister," Yuan Tianzhen said, shocking everyone present and causing their heartbeats to accelerate.

The sixteenth and seventeenth princesses also looked determined to win, and looked at Jiang Hetang tenderly.

"Then, I will record you as my adopted sister and marry you to Master Zeng and Master Fu as equal wives."

After Yuan Tianzhen finished speaking, the two princesses' flattering expressions froze on their faces, and they looked at Jiang Hetang with tears in their eyes, hoping that he could speak for them.

But they didn't expect that Jiang Hetang did speak, but what he said was not what they wanted to hear.

Seeing that the people below were about to start a commotion, Jiang Hetang covered Mingyue's ears with one hand and threw the teacup to the ground.

Whether it was intentional or not, the splashed tea and tea leaves all stuck to the Goryeo princess.

"Isn't my meaning clear enough? The Queen's actions are all in line with my wishes."

"Could it be that you dare to guess the emperor's mind? And even guess wrong?"

Jiang Hetang's words were filled with coldness, his gaze fixed on the two soaked princesses before him, "Are you two willing? Or do you intend to disobey my order?"

They looked at the emperor who had suddenly lost his gentleness, thought of their cruel father, and thought of ten thousand ways of dying. They looked at each other and kowtowed, "I do! I do!"

The wives of Lord Zeng and Lord Fu were the two who had been stirring up the most trouble just now, and they were almost sticking the word "jealousy" on Yuan Tianzhen's face.

They also didn't expect that the empress who looked delicate and gentle on weekdays could be so ruthless, and that the emperor would also protect her!

They were a little desperate, almost gnashing their teeth and regretting their decision. They only had one or two concubines in their house, and although they also liked to use some tricks on weekdays, how could they compare to this shameless Korean woman?

Looking at the lewd smile on her husband's face, her heart felt even colder.

"Master Zeng, Master Fu, please come forward and listen to my orders."

The two gentlemen came forward from the back of the hall, and Mingyue had a chance to take a look at what they looked like.

Both of them looked to be in their early thirties, just... a little bit fatter. At least their hair was still thick, so their appearance was not unfair.

The two adults followed the princess to express their gratitude.

Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Zeng became the laughingstock of the whole place, their heads bowed, tears falling one by one. As expected, if the fire doesn't burn you, it won't hurt.

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The Five Kingdoms Meeting takes place once every five years.

It is not only a competition of beauty in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also a competition of strength in martial arts.

Apart from the arranged marriage incident in the morning, the rest of the process was perfect.

The piano and chess competitions will begin in the afternoon.

Of course, Mingyue's eyes went dark. If it were about playing the piano and playing Gomoku, she could barely give it a try. After all, "Two Tigers" is engraved in the DNA of every Chinese.

But I guess no one would look for her when she was six years old, so I just need to sit there and enjoy it.

Since Da Zhou is the host this year, the four countries, Goryeo, Dongyi, Daxiong, and Persia, will compete against each other in pairs, and the winner will compete with the people sent by Da Zhou.

In the first match of the zither art competition, lots were drawn to select Dongyi to compete against Persia, and Daxiong to compete against Goryeo.

The one who originally represented Dongyi in the war was Prince Fujiwara, but since he was hinted at by Jiang Hetang in the morning, his hands are now shaking when he holds the chopsticks.

Now the only option was to replace him with a young man named Noya. He looked somewhat righteous, but he still played a lifeless and eerie piece. It was clearly the same zither, and the Da Zhou zither master who had just been in charge of tuning it had played it with such grandeur!

The audience in the audience had actually prepared cotton balls early on and stuffed them in their ears, eating and drinking as usual.

When the song ended, Noya, like everyone in the Dongyi delegation, seemed to be intoxicated and immersed in his own music.

Until the Persian maiden came on the scene.

She sat in a chair, gently stroking the lyre and plucking the strings, appearing regal and elegant. Although she didn't understand the meaning, the beautiful sound and melodious tune made her feel like she was in a devout religious sanctuary.

Mingyue didn't know why, but as she listened to the music, she felt like someone was looking for her. She looked around, but didn't see anyone. Then, she met the eyes of the Persian Saint. She nodded at Mingyue, but there was a hint of incomprehensible reverence in her eyes, and Mingyue smiled back.

It was obvious that the Persian girl had won this match. She excitedly thanked everyone present, saying, "This is a song praising God. I hope that everyone who hears it will receive God's blessing."

The girl could talk and played the piano beautifully. Many people praised her, making the little girl blush.

The second round is the showdown between Gaoli and Daxiong.

Mingyue looked towards the direction of Big Bear Country. There was a group of big men there. They all looked big and burly. Could they play the piano too?

But I saw a big man with a rough appearance and dark skin, holding a triangle piano that was almost as tall as the Dongyi man, sitting on the stage and starting to play.

It was surprisingly pleasant to listen to, and everyone could feel the cheerful atmosphere conveyed by the piano music. Many people held up their glasses of wine and chatted happily.

At the end, he received thunderous applause from everyone. The big black man was very shy and timid on the stage.

The last person to come on stage was the Goryeo envoy, a very handsome man.

It would be nice if the things he pops up are as pleasing to the eye as he is...

As expected, the winner is the Big Bear Country.

The big man from the Big Bear Country scratched his head embarrassedly, looked at his brothers, and gave up.

"I, I, I can't compete with that Persian girl. I give up." He nodded to the Persian girl and went downstairs with the triangle.

It was visible to the naked eye that the girl's face was as red as an apple as she lowered her head and held the piano tightly in her hands.