The wives of the concubines are empresses

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qu stepped forward happily. Concubine Xian - Lin Gongyu, Concubine Wen - Li Youwen, the Propaganda Army and Duke Anguo Zhang Yufei hurriedly made way for him.

When the others saw this, they were eager to try it too, but since no one else was doing anything, they were afraid of making a fool of themselves first, so they just kept watching.

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue stood up and walked into the team with a smile.

"My dear gentlemen, Mr. Qu, General Xuan, I'm here to join in the fun, hahaha." Playing with young people will make you feel a few years younger.

There are six people now, and four more are needed. Wang Qing, who came with them, raised his hand.

"Your Majesty, I am here to join in the fun."

Shangguan Wanjun smiled and said, "Come in."

"Yes."

The long-legged Wang Qing walked towards the team. With his joining, there were only three spots left in the team, and Master Yun also ran to join in the fun.

"I'm here to join in the fun too."

Seeing that there were only two vacancies, many ministers became anxious.

"Your Majesty, I am here too."

"Your Majesty, this old minister is here too."

Several ministers raised their hands at once. Shangguan Wanjun watched calmly. She guessed that everyone was just watching and pointed at two people at random.

"You two go up, the others will play next."

The ministers bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Ten people formed a circle. Shangguan Wanjun looked at Lianhua. She nodded slightly and stepped forward, took out a plain handkerchief she carried with her and handed it to Mr. Qu.

"I will start when I say three, two, one. Mr. Qu and everyone else please get ready."

Drop the Handkerchief - The lyrics of the children's song were written by Guan Heyan, and the music was written by Guan Heyan.

"Drop the handkerchief, drop the handkerchief

Place it gently behind the child

Don't tell him.

Hurry up and catch him

Hurry up and catch him

Drop the handkerchief, drop the handkerchief..."

As Lianhua sang, Mr. Qu picked up his handkerchief and ran in a big circle according to the rules. When he ran two laps, he threw it behind Mr. Yan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. When he returned to his position, Mr. Yan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, had not picked up the handkerchief to take over.

Everyone watching this scene became anxious for him, but they couldn't be reminded of the rules.

Wenpin-Li Youwen looked behind her curiously, and found that there was no one behind her. She turned around and stood calmly.

The others followed suit and turned around to see that Lord Yan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was indeed startled. He quickly bent down, picked up the handkerchief, and ran around in a circle.

"Put it gently behind the child

Don't tell him.

Hurry up and catch him

Hurry up and catch him

Lose, lose, lose the handkerchief

Place it gently behind the child

Don't tell him.

Hurry up and catch him..."

Lianhua continued to sing. Lord Yan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, who had been running for a few laps, could no longer run. He threw the item away and stood back at his seat. The people closest to him looked behind them. The idle concubine, Lord Lin, saw it and quickly bent down to pick it up and ran.

"Master Yan, please at least give me a letter."

Lord Yan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, chuckled and said, "My Lord Xianfei, the rules say you can't remind me."

Even though the first three reacted a little slowly, they still managed to pass. When it was Wenpin - Li Youwen's turn, he didn't react for a long time. Lianhua had no choice but to look at him with a smile.

"Princess Wen, it's past time. Please perform your show."

Concubine Wen - Li Youwen was stunned, turned around and looked behind her with a frown, and finally picked up the handkerchief and had no choice but to think about the skills she knew.

"Your Majesty, can you adapt the poem?"

Shangguan Wanjun took a sip of honey water and said, "Okay, we're all ears."

Wenpin - Li Youwen thought carefully about the adapted poem he would write: "The moon shines brightly in front of the bed, Li Bai is drinking soup, he drank for a long time and peed his pants." (Urine version) A funny adapted poem.

The moon shone brightly before his bed. Li Bai opened the window, looked up at the sky, and then lowered his head to smash the jar.

When Shangguan Wanjun heard this, she spat out a mouthful of honey water.

"You have this skill. Not bad. You have a bright future, young man." Haha, she laughed to death.

When Commander Wei heard his son's adapted poem, he was speechless.

Minister of Personnel Feng Mowen looked at the guard commander beside him with a suppressed smile.

"Commander-in-Chief, could it be that you taught Concubine Wen to adapt this poem?"

The commander raised his head and chest and said, "It is a bit rude, but it is smooth. The Minister of Personnel asked you to revise the poem, and I am afraid that you are not capable of such a smooth poem."

Minister of Personnel Feng Mowen choked. He had just wanted to laugh at him, but he was outmaneuvered. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Shangguan Wanjun glanced at the two ministers who were bickering, then looked at Concubine Wen - Li Youwen and spoke.

"continue."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After running two laps, Wenbin-Li Youwen threw her handkerchief directly behind Xuanzhuanjun. With his sensitive ears, he quickly bent down to pick it up, but he still couldn't catch up with Wenbin-Li Youwen. He had to continue running around, looking for the next target.

Everyone was curious about where he would throw it, but they never thought that he would throw it directly behind Mr. Qu. Unexpectedly, he picked it up immediately and caught up with him at the last moment.

"Haha, brat, keep going."

The propaganda army was helpless. This old man was too quick. He didn't look like an old man at all.

Lianhua was shocked by this scene and silently gave a thumbs up to Mr. Qu. He looked up happily, as if to say it was a piece of cake.

Shangguan Wanjun couldn't help but laugh: "I can't believe that Master has actually captured General Chuanjun."

General Xuanwei was also shocked: "Madam, are you saying that Qu Laomo is lying about his age?"

The movement was so quick that it was not like that of a young person. Lady Huguo covered her face and laughed.

"Mr. Qu has traveled all over the country and seen all kinds of scenes. How could he be afraid of this?"

"That's what the lady said."

With Mr. Qu's "counterattack" at that time, the propaganda army gave up on him and set their sights on Anguo Gong Zhang Yufei. They dropped their handkerchief when passing by him, then ran back to their position with a calm face.

Except for Mr. Qu, the other eight people looked behind them, but unfortunately, Duke Anguo Zhang Yufei was still a step too slow.

"Duke Anguo, please perform."

Duke Zhang Yufei smiled awkwardly, lamenting his good luck in becoming the second person to be punished to perform. However, he couldn't do anything, so what should he do?

Facing everyone's gazes, he was sweating profusely.

"Duke Anguo, are there any folk songs from the place where you used to live? Why don't you hum one to broaden everyone's horizons?"

He looked at the empress who was speaking, and his eyes lit up: The emperor is right, he can also sing folk songs, the emperor is simply his savior.

"Your Majesty, if I can, I will perform a folk song."

"What night is tonight? I am rowing my boat in the middle of the stream. What day is today that I can ride in the same boat with the prince?" "The Song of the Yue People" comes from a folk song in the pre-Qin period. This folk song expresses the poet's love for the prince.

Shangguan Wanjun stretched out her hands and clapped: "Okay, continue."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Duke Anguo continued to run in circles. After three circles, he threw his handkerchief behind Master Yun. Master Yun, who was old and had some tinnitus, did not react for a long time and was finally forced to perform a show.