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, come to Kunning Palace of Mother's mother. How about your favorite osmanthus cake?"

The queen didn't dare to lose her temper with Mo Ling or show any signs of it to the emperor, but it was different to Jiujiu.

So, the queen directly hit Jiujiu.

The queen had long wanted to know how Mo Ling trained Jiujiu during this period, but the people she sent to Jiujiu had long been subdued by Mo Ling. Not to mention her, even Emperor Wu of Han could not say anything from those people's mouths. The queen could not have the idea, so she could only make her decision on Jiujiu.

Jiujiu was clear about Xiaojiu in the queen's heart, but after thinking that she knew herself and her enemy would never win a hundred battles, she nodded and agreed regardless of Mo Ling's unhappiness.

Seeing that Jiujiu was the same as before, she would nod and agree as long as she asked her, the little strangeness that rose in the queen's heart disappeared.

Even the emperor didn't hold her hand just now, he ignored it, walked to his seat, pretended to be nothing, and smiled at the corner of his mouth to welcome the compliments of the civil and military officials in the court.

However, although the queen of the past was old, she was better at maintaining it well. In addition, various precious jewelry piled on her body, she looked like a graceful and luxurious peony.

But now, the queen has lost more than ten pounds in just half a month. Her originally thin face is like she has no flesh. Although the queen is still full of precious jewelry, because she is too thin, she not only does not have the feeling of elegance and luxury, but is like a child wearing adult clothes, particularly funny.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, because Mo Ling received Jiujiu's personal education, the emperor held an extremely grand ceremony. Even when the banquet was halfway through, he even called Jiujiu and asked Jiujiu to improvise a poem.

After hearing the emperor's request, both the queen and the ministers who were once sent by the emperor to teach Jiujiu were all sweating.

Jiujiu has been taught by them until now, and even if she is accepted by the national master for the second half of a month, no matter how powerful the national master is, he is not a god. He can stuff all those knowledge points into Jiujiu's mind.

Jiujiu used to only write her own name, but now she wants to write poetry. This is simply to let a person without legs participate in a five-kilometer long-distance race.

When the ministers thought of this, the eyes of the ministers turned black, and there were only two words in their heads, and it was over.

However, before they could faint, they saw Jiujiu standing out like pine and cypress.

Before, Li Wan was always guilty and scared when facing such occasions, so she quickly agreed when the queen asked her to let her stand-in take the court instead.

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

Not to mention the civil and military officials of the court, even if thousands or tens of thousands of people were present, Jiujiu would not be panicked at all.

However, the difficulty of writing a poem is a bit high, so Jiujiu spoke directly and recited a song called "Shuitu".

"When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with wine. I don't know what palace in the sky is, and what year is it tonight..."

Jiujiu had just read the beginning, and the eyes of the ministers who were originally looking dark in front of her lit up instantly.

How could the person who could be sent by the emperor to teach the prince be a mean person? As soon as Jiujiu spoke, they heard the extraordinaryness of the poem, and all their faces were filled with intoxication.

The queen can sit in the position of the queen, and she is naturally good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Therefore, when she heard these sentences, her heart suddenly tightened, her hands were clenched into fists, and she clenched the handkerchief in her hand tightly, and she gritted her teeth in secret.

I was trained by the national teacher for half a month and could write such poems. If the national teacher kept training Jiujiu, then what I thought...

When the queen thought that her efforts over the years would be over, she was afraid that she would not dare to be cold and hard again against Mo Ling's opponent's heart because of fear.

The queen was afraid of Mo Ling, but if Mo Ling became a stumbling block in her future, then she would not mind stepping on Mo Ling's stumbling block into the soil.

However, after thinking about the fact that Li Wan had taught him two days before Li Wan learned how to write her name, the queen once again questioned the poem that Jiujiu read.

Even if the national master is very good at hand, how could he train a nearly illiterate Jiujiu to become a great writer in just half a month? Could it be that the national master gave Jiujiu the poems he wrote to Jiujiu in order to pretend to be face and let Jiujiu recite them out and tease the emperor.

After Jiujiu read out the remaining few sentences, the emperor raised his hand and took a photo first, shouting: "Good poems, good poems."

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

Mo Ling has always had a light expression and an attitude that is neither humble nor arrogant.

The emperor did not disobey this, but instead respected Mo Ling more and more.

As the dinner ended, the queen directly asked someone to pick Jiujiu away.

Mo Ling originally wanted to follow him to protect Jiujiu's full-time, but after receiving the secret code that Jiujiu shook her head and refused, she stopped. However, Mo Ling's face, which was gradually cold because of Jiujiu's rejection, discouraged the ministers who wanted to talk to him.

Although it is good to get one or two tips from the national teacher, it will not be fun if you are rejected by the national teacher.

The ministers who were originally planning to do so instantly did not dare to approach Mo Ling.

When we arrived at Kunning Palace, the queen's face that the queen was holding just now showed a spring-like smile like a loving mother. She looked at Jiujiu with a smile and asked, "Wan'er, did you write the poem just now?"

How generous Jiujiu was in front of outsiders just now, how timid and cowardly Jiujiu was at this moment. Jiujiu blinked her beautiful cat's eyes, and a hint of fear emanated from her eyes. Then she shook her head quickly and whispered: "No, it was not written by Erchen, it was written by the national teacher himself."

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

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

Jiujiu, who saw the queen's thoughts, blinked her eyes, pursed her lips and whispered: "The national teacher didn't teach me anything."

"Didn't you teach?"

Jiujiu nodded and looked at the queen and said, "He asked me to learn from my father's words and walk, and asked me... to let me..."

"What are you going to do?"

"I asked me to memorize the poem he wrote, saying that when my father asked, I said that it was written by myself."

"It's true." After looking at Jiujiu, who was as cowardly as before, the queen curled up her lips with satisfaction. (To be continued)
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