In the end, Acuo took out the prayer and sacrifice text.

Chu Xianxian is a famous talented woman in Beijing. When everyone saw her take it, they didn't have much objection, just waiting for her to make an evaluation.

"I didn't expect that the word "Pin Chen"..." Chu Xianxian paused deliberately before saying, "So childlike."

The subtext is: the word "ugly" is written by a three-year-old child.

The concubines standing next to them also glanced at them, and when they saw the word, they also showed a hint of sneer.

Acuo, "..." He didn't want to speak.

Chu Xianxian glanced over the tribute text in one glance. The content was quite normal and not outstanding, but there was nothing to be picky about.

However, she didn't believe that this was written by the little fool of the Shen family.

Thinking of this, she looked at Acuo with a smile and said, "Pin Chen, your prayer article is simple and touching. I think it took a lot of effort?

I just don’t know what the saying “the clear water is lush and the mountains are towering” refers to which river and which mountain in our Daliang?”

Acuo, “…”

She had already seen that Chu Xianxian just wanted to laugh at her.

She pinched her fingers, took the initiative and said honestly, "This is not written by me, it was written by my husband. I just copied it."

Chu Xianxian didn't expect that she would reveal her shortcomings so quickly. She was proud of her heart, but she made a surprised expression on her face, "Oh, didn't you write it?"

"The concubine Jiang did not stipulate that the concubines must write an article in person. She just asked us to copy it."

Acuo looked at her faintly and pointed to the document in her hand.

"I copied these words carefully one by one. Although the words are not beautiful, I copied them without missing a single word. Isn't that enough?"

Chu Xianxian was stunned and smiled, "Yes, copying is not impossible.

Just to let God feel our sincerity, we all wrote an article in person.

After all, if you pray for such a great event for the country and find someone to write for others, you will inevitably feel less respect.”

As she said that, she also looked at the concubines beside her, "Sisters, do you think so?"

Many people had a good relationship with Chu Xianxian or were interested in pleasing her, and they also agreed.

Only a small number of people do not want to cause trouble, or sit in the mountains and watch tiger fights without saying a word.

Faced with the teasing gazes these people cast, Acuo frowned.

After pondering for a moment, she couldn't help but retort, "Is the respect for God reflected in one article?

Then there are many people in the world who can’t read and write articles. Can you say that they don’t respect God? Aren’t they sincerely bless the country?”

Chu Xianxian choked, "..."

Everyone also fell silent, obviously not expecting that she would suddenly refute.

Acuo's eyes were firm and he mustered up the courage to continue, "Yes, I don't have much talent and can't even recognize words, but this is only a temporary situation.

Learning is endless. As long as I start to study hard now, one day I can write poetry and articles like you... No one is born to write with a pen, I just learned it later."

Her words did not mean anything insulting, but they slapped the people who mocked her just now like a slap.

Mocking a fool who is just enlightened does not show that they are capable, but instead makes them appear narrow-minded.

Seeing that he couldn't get it well, he made him look sexy and everyone left in disappointment.

Chu Xianxian was holding the book, as if she was holding a hot yam.

She returned the document to Acuo with a calm face, and without saying anything, she turned around and returned to her position.

Not long after, Concubine Jiang came out from the rear of the palace.

Everyone stood up to worship, and a great palace maid collected the sacrificial documents prepared by the concubines one by one and handed them to Concubine Jiang in an orderly manner.

Concubine Jiang sat upright in the seat, took the tribute and casually flipped through the previous articles.

"Well, it's good, very good... all the sisters have taken care of, these tributes...uh?"

The praising voice paused, and Concubine Jiang frowned, "What is this article?"

This word is not particularly ugly, it is barely correct, but it has no beauty at all. Even the great palace maids around her are better than this one.

Is this the word written by the concubine?

Could it be that some palace maid got in randomly?

When everyone in the audience saw Concubine Jiang's expression, they immediately guessed what was going on.

Although Acuo refuted it for a while and was a little boring, when everyone saw Concuo Jiang picking Acuo out and saying it alone, they still felt a little gloating in their hearts.

As long as Concubine Jiang is a little famous, I believe that it won’t take long before the entire harem will know that Concubine Chen is an incompetent fool!

Concubine Jiang really wanted to name the name.

She has been practicing calligraphy since she was a child, and has practiced all the copybooks of everyone. She suddenly saw such a pair of words and was inevitably a little disliked.

For a moment, I even thought, was there any concubine who was dissatisfied with her in charge of the palace affairs, so she deliberately handed over such a perfunctory thing to disgust her?

But when she saw the last few lines of the text, her frown suddenly loosened a little.

After she looked carefully two or three times, the surprise in her eyes became even more intense, and she couldn't help but say, "Who wrote this sacrificial text?"

The palace maid on one side leaned over and looked at her and whispered, "Report to Empress, this article was presented by Concubine Chen from Jinxiu Pavilion."

"Pin Chen?"

Concubine Jiang looked up and looked straight at Acuo.

The other concubines were in their hearts: Come here, and criticize them by name!

Acuo: It’s a bad thing, it’s so embarrassing to be executed in public. I really want to dig a hole in the ground and drill in it.

Concubine Jiang picked up the text and said, "Is this what you wrote?"

Acuo stood up and smiled a little awkwardly, "Well, yes..."

Concubine Jiang said, "The last two lines of handwriting look familiar to me... It seems to have a bit of His Majesty's style?"

The concubines were stunned. Why did this ugly word still have something to do with His Majesty?

Acuo's eyes lit up, his tone was a little excited, "Empress Jiang, you are so awesome, can you tell this?

These last two lines were written by His Majesty holding my hand!"

The corners of his lips, who was praised, were slightly raised, and she certainly recognized His Majesty's handwriting. Over the years, she has studied and copied many poems and essays written by His Majesty.

The rest of the concubines: What's the thing?

Your Majesty actually taught Concubine Chen to write step by step?

They couldn't believe that His Majesty, who is so inhumane and cold-faced, can be so gentle and gentle?

But looking at Chen's simple appearance, it seems... it's not lying.

Moreover, who dares to lie about His Majesty’s affairs?

Do you think your life is long?

For a moment, the concubines were filled with sourness.

So what if the handwriting is well written?

So what if the article is beautiful?

Just having His Majesty personally teaches them is enough to steadily step on the ground.

The atmosphere once became weird and awkward.

Concuo Jiang didn't say much, and gently encouraged Acuo, asking her to practice diligently in the future and she would definitely be able to write a good word.

This is the first encouragement Acuo received after arriving in Changle Palace.

She looked at Concubine Jiang with emotion, "Don't worry, Empress, I will definitely study hard when I go back."

Concubine Jiang signaled her to sit down, and then talked about the palace banquet to entertain the princes and nobles' women in the afternoon.

These things were planned by Concubine Jiang and several high-ranking concubines. As long as Acuo was responsible for being present, he would sit in a seat and eat and watch singing and dancing.

After returning from Changle Palace, Acuo changed his decent and gorgeous dress and went to Yingchun Palace to attend a banquet.

Before leaving the door, she wanted to bring Mu Qing and Mu Lan with her, but Aunt An Xiu said she had something to tell them to do, so she sent a calm and experienced palace maid to accompany her to the banquet.

Acuo didn't think much about it and took the palace maid with him.

The palace banquet at Quansheng Festival is particularly lively, much more grand than the palace banquet in the palace before, and there are more rules.

However, Acuo still enjoyed it because the food at this palace banquet was much more abundant than last time.

It was autumn, in front of her, in addition to some ordinary chicken, duck, fish, and a plate of yellow crabs and a plate of colorful pastries.

"My master, this is Quansheng cake."

The little palace maid helped her peel the crab legs with her hands and feet, and introduced, "This time the Quansheng cake is made into the shape of the four seasons flowers. The white one is plum blossom, the filling inside is plum blossom and date paste. The light pink one is peach blossom, the inside is peach blossom and taro yam paste; the light green and light pink one is lotus leaf, the inside is rock candy lotus seeds and mung bean filling inside; the tender yellow one is osmanthus, the inside is osmanthus lotus root powder filling inside."

Acuo listened with relish and picked it up one by one and tasted it. It tasted very good, especially the fragrance of flowers. It seemed like you were in the flower realm after taking a bite.
To be continued...