Chapter 330: Talent Show of the Nobleman
Ever since Lord Feng had a falling out with Lord Rou Gui, he has also been neglected by His Majesty and has been in a very bad mood these past few days.
Hua Yan’s makeup couldn’t hide her haggard face and the dark circles under her eyes.
Now seeing that His Majesty allowed ministers to bring their families to the banquet, Feng Jun couldn't help but make the same guess as Ji Fengwu, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation in his heart.
Your Majesty cares so much about Xue'er, he can't fall behind, right?
Then, his eyes turned and swept over the ministers and gentlemen below, and finally fixed their gaze on Lin Zian.
A smile appeared on his graceful face, and he said to Ji Yao who was sitting on the dragon throne.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that the daughter of Minister Lin is virtuous and talented, but I have never seen her before. Now that I have seen her, I can see that she is indeed a talented beauty."
Feng Jun's praise made Lin Zian's bright face turn slightly red, especially when seeing the jealous looks from other young masters, she felt very proud.
Unlike Lin Zi'an, Minister Lin frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, after Feng Jun finished his words of praise, he changed the subject.
"Why not take advantage of the envoy's visit today to let the sons of the masters show their talents and show the graceful beauty of our noble sons of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
When these words were spoken, not only Minister Lin, but also the faces of other ministers turned black.
His Majesty ordered them to bring their sons into the palace at a banquet to entertain envoys.
Who doesn't know why this is happening?
What’s the use of being dissatisfied?
Is it possible to disobey the order?
It is precisely because of this that everyone regrets so much. If they had known earlier, they would have arranged a marriage for their sons in advance, so that they would not have regretted it when the time comes.
When the ministers thought about the meaning of His Majesty's action, it was impossible for them not to feel resentful.
Whose son is not a treasure in the palm of one’s hand, a piece of flesh and blood?
Who would be willing to send their son to marry? Even if the sacrifice of their son brought them great wealth, they would not give it up.
Of course, some ministers were unwilling, while others were eager for their sons to be chosen. After all, that little bit of family affection was not worth mentioning compared to the family honor gained by the latter.
Ji Yao had originally intended to let a young nobleman replace Ji Ruxue, so she naturally agreed to Feng Jun's words.
She even mentioned Minister Lin by name. After all, this man was the Grand Tutor's man and he often caused her trouble. She had been dissatisfied with him for a long time.
Now he is trying to marry off her beloved mistress. It would be strange if she is happy.
Therefore, the son of Lin Ruhai's family became the first person she named.
"I also think that Feng Jun's intention is very good."
Ji Yao smiled and looked at Lin Ruhai: "My dear Lin, I heard that Master Ling plays the pipa very well, and even the zither players in the palace praise him highly. I wonder if Princess Ashina and I would be lucky enough to hear it?"
Although Ji Yao was smiling, the words she said gave people an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Princess Ashina was also curious about this Eastern Zhou man, although she had seen many men in recent days.
But they are also ordinary people. The most common ones seen are the pampered people in brothels. As for those noble sons who never go out of the main door or the second door, it is really rare.
Under pressure from His Majesty, Lin Ruhai wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly.
"Your Majesty, my son is arrogant by nature, and has little talent and knowledge. He is not worthy of being in such a refined place. I am afraid that he will pollute your Majesty's ears."
Before Lin Zi'an came here, his mother had reminded him not to stand out from the spotlight, so as to avoid being noticed by the Tibetan Rong envoy.
It was one thing to avoid the limelight, but he still felt very embarrassed when his mother spoke of him like that in public.
Especially in front of the person you like, your face turns red and white, and you wish you could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
(End of this chapter)
