His Majesty Ji Ziqing didn't think it was his arrival. It affected the performance of the noble girls. He looked at the pot and then turned around and asked Empress Dowager Hui'an: "Mother, which one is Miss Yao mentioned by Yuanbao?"

Empress Dowager Hui'an chuckled and replied: "It's the one wearing light green clothes in Ziluo's team."

When this girl Yao introduced herself, she looked calm and behaved generously. When she asked Mei Jing in the palace, she hid behind the crowd to make a quiet look. When her little daughter asked everyone to choose the team on her own, she didn't even get to her little daughter. She just stood there slightly. When the girl who had not won the position was dispersed to Ji Ziluo and Gao Miaomiao, she stood slowly in Ji Ziluo's team.

As expected, he is calm and has to be strong without being the best. Hui'an said in his heart.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing followed the description and took a few glances, and then commented: "It looks quite steady. It's just that it's a bit lacking in appearance, not as good as the Yuanbao."

Empress Dowager Hui'an wanted to roll her eyes at the blue sky and white clouds above her head. But she forced herself to resist the behavior of destroying her image, and only complained to His Majesty Ji Ziqing speechlessly: "Do you want your brother to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?" Her youngest son was very handsome. If you choose a wife according to the requirements of her appearance, she would be in vain today's flower-welcoming banquet. "Marry a wife and marry a virtuous person. As for her appearance, as long as she is beautiful and dignified, she is not obsessed with her eyes."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing curled his lips and smiled, and did not say anything. Instead, the eldest prince Yuanyuan, who was sitting beside him, brought his little head over and asked in a low voice: "Father, the Miss Yao you talked to the emperor and grandmother... is the Aunt Xiao Wang whom you are interested in?" Although the Queen Mother Hui'an and His Majesty Ji Ziqing's voice were low, they could not hide it from the eldest prince Yuanyuan who was sitting nearby. As for the crowds who were competing to throw pots not far away, they could hardly hear it.

In response to the eldest son's whisper, His Majesty Ji Ziqing said softly, and then said, "Look at the competition."

The eldest prince Yuanyuan couldn't help but mutter: "What's the best thing about the throwing pot competition? It's not about archery." The game played by his daughter's house was not excited at all. I really don't know what the eldest man, the father, brought him, the young man, came here to see. If he hadn't known in advance that the flower-watching banquet here was chosen for Uncle Xiaowang to choose a princess, he would have thought that his father wanted to find him a stepmother.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing pulled the corner of his mouth speechlessly - this stupid son who is not enlightened, will you look at people?

After talking and evaluating, there were still many mistakes in the casting competition. Not long after, all ten players of Ji Zishan were eliminated and killed. In this way, it was Ji Zishan's turn to go on the court. The noble girl who had been eliminated did not dare to always look at His Majesty Ji Ziqing, so she forced herself to calm but absent-mindedly watch the competition in the field. Everyone saw Princess Zhaoyang boldly grab an arrow, and after taking one with her right hand, she threw it into the pot.

With a bang, the arrow that fell into the pot... also jumped out of the pot.

——Hey, what about the god pitcher who promised to turn the tide.

The first shot made a mistake. Ji Zishan stomped her feet in depression and said to Ji Ziluo and Gao Miaomiao first: "You two teams will compete, I'll go have a tea." After that, he walked towards His Majesty Ji Ziqing with great confidence and asked with a dark face, "Brother, what are you here? It's all you, and I didn't throw a single shot in."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing was so upset by his little sister's unreasonable trouble: "You can't throw yourself in, but blame me instead?"

"It's just you're blaming you." Ji Zishan was stubborn and thought to herself. She was preparing to lose the pot and throw the competition, but she didn't plan to get a big duck egg. Ji Zishan took two sips of tea in a depressing manner. After Ji Ziluo and Gao Miaomiao decided the winner, she returned to the noble girl pile and said, "This game was the Princess Fanghua won. Let's write the ancient poem with 'Plum' below. The rules are like this..."

After a while, a small inner supervisor brought several long tables, arranged in two rows, three in each row. After that, the thirty noble ladies sat on a long table according to Ji Zishan's requirements, and took a pen and dipped it ink to write. The rules set by Ji Zishan were very simple - within the specified time, which team of ancient poems with plums written at most will win. Of course, the ancient poems written in dictated cannot have typos. As long as one word is wrong, the ancient poems will not be counted, so there will be special people to check. As for this person, it is His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who is well-read in poetry.

When the little sister announced this, His Majesty Ji Ziqing felt the urge to turn around and leave.

The ten team members under Ji Zishan were still the ten people who were in the game of throwing pots, but their positions were disrupted. In other words, each person was not from the team. In this way, each noble girl not only had to write ancient poems seriously, but also had to prevent the people next to her from secretly copying their own. Among these thirty noble girls, not everyone likes to recite poems and lyrics. Some people don’t have any ink in their stomachs, but they want to be the first one. How can they do this? They can only secretly copy the next one while dipping ink.

In the competition, the lawsuit flew everywhere, and Ji Zishan just thought she didn't see anything.

As for today's hidden heroine Yao Dejin - she sat in the middle of the five-piece group, writing with a calm face, and turned a blind eye to the peeping eyes on the left and right sides.

When the prescribed time comes, a thick stack of rice paper with the signature is placed in front of His Majesty Ji Ziqing. Ji Zishan smiled and leaned over and said in her mouth: "Brother, you have worked hard, just help them check it." After saying the words on the surface, Ji Zishan followed His Majesty Ji Ziqing and muttered, "Don't really bother to check it out, just pretend to behave, but we can see how Miss Yao's handwriting is."

Whether it is a game of throwing pots or writing ancient poems, success or failure is irrelevant. They are just observing their character, character and behavior through these competitions.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing glared at his little sister and scolded him: "Let's settle the score with you again." He also treated his brother as the emperor.

Ji Zishan smiled, and then came to the anxious and uneasy pile of noble girls, and then said: "The ancient poems you wrote will take some time to check. In this way, let's compete with a flower arrangement game..." The flower arrangement rules formulated by Ji Zishan are very fresh. They do not use the quality of the insert as the evaluation standard, but the number of flowers as the rule. "Everyone's vase must have three hundred plum blossoms, one cannot be more, and one cannot be missing..." Ji Zishan pointed at a red plum with lush branches and said, "You can only cut the plum blossoms on that tree, and don't move anything else, so as not to ruin the scenery of the plum garden."

After the thirty noble girls responded, they picked up the flower baskets and scissors placed on the table and rushed towards the plum tree designated by Ji Zishan.

The flower arrangement game also has time limits, and time is quite tight. Of course, people who cut enough plum blossoms first can count the number of plum blossoms to insert the bottle. Please allow them to complain - they didn't think that the palace would arrange a competition, but they never expected that such an inexplicable competition would be.

Ji Zishan snuggled next to Empress Dowager Hui'an and looked at the dozens of noble girls surrounding the plum trees.

The fastest-step people rushed to use scissors to crack down plum blossom branches. After stuffing the basket full, they hurriedly returned to the table with the vase, and counted the plum blossoms against time. Ji Zishan went to see Yao Dejin again, and saw that she slowly cut the plum blossom branches, with no sign of anxiety on her face.

"Mother, look at how this Miss Yao is like." Ji Zishan asked. The flower arrangement game was the last round of inspection.

Empress Dowager Hui'an nodded: "Not bad." In general, the youngest son likes quiet and steady girls, which are quite suitable for the youngest son. In this flower arrangement game played by the youngest daughter, you can also see whether a woman will be the leader. She has already specified that three hundred plum blossoms are needed. When cutting the plum blossom branches, she should have some rules in her mind, instead of cutting a lot of them randomly.

In order to show that Ji Zishan is playing the game seriously, after the flower arrangement time ended, Ji Zishan specially asked someone to point the number of petals, and then asked all the noble ladies to show the flower arrangement technique.

After the three rounds of competition, His Majesty Ji Ziqing took the Yuanyuan Prince away lightly. At the same time, Empress Dowager Hui'an announced that she had enough fun outside and it was time to go to the palace for a banquet. Ji Zishan quietly ordered Madam Qiuyu: "Take the ancient poems written by Miss Yao and her bottle of flowers to Cining Palace." It should be given to the little prince Yuanbao as a souvenir.

In the magnificent hall, the orchestras in the silk and bamboo sounded pleasantly.

There were no designated arrangements for the banquet positions of the noble ladies, they chose to sit randomly. Ning Yufei was the niece of Empress Dowager Hui'an, and sat in the front without any intention of showing off. Yao Dejin, who chose a relatively hidden back corner. After checking the Empress Dowager Hui'an, Princess Lian, Princess Zhaoyang and others who were sitting in the upper head, they couldn't notice how hard they could notice themselves, they ate with confidence.

My elder brother always said that the food in the palace was very delicious. She went to the palace today and saw the beautiful plum blossom scenery. The legendary His Majesty also saw it. Her favorite food... can't be easily disappointed.

So, Empress Dowager Hui'an, who was still secretly observing Yao Dejin, couldn't help but mutter to her little daughter beside her: "This girl is a favorite food..."

Ji Zishan glanced at the noble girls sitting in a prominent position. Their posture when dining was so reserved and careful, for fear of leaving a bad impression on Empress Dowager Hui'an: "Mother, what's wrong with eating? I love it too-" In fact, Yao Dejin's dining etiquette was very standardized and decent, but compared with other noble girls, it made it look a bit voracious.

After the flower viewing banquet, a group of noble girls returned home one after another. When asked about Mrs. Yao San’s inquiry, Yao Dejin’s first words were: “Brother, I will not deceive me, the food in the palace is really delicious.”

Mrs. Yao San's gentle smile that was used to being froze.
Chapter completed!