The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Chapter 426 Yang Taobo is praised by Mr. Tang

There are plum blossoms in both the Princess's Mansion and the County Lord's Mansion, with a wide variety of varieties and colors. Everyone enjoys the plum blossoms and the snow scenery in the rooms in the courtyard of the County Lord's Mansion.

"Princess, I will go pick a few plum blossoms and place them in your main room."

Shen Jiarou looked at the plum blossom that was blooming and nodded: "Okay, be careful."

Zhen Luosang was delighted and said, "Yes, Princess."

She walked towards the plum tree with a pair of scissors, reached out to find the most beautiful red plum and cut it. Snowflakes fell on her, and the scene of a beautiful woman cutting plums was so fresh, refined and beautiful that Shen Jiarou even had the urge to draw it.

"It would be great if this could be painted and kept as a picture." Ruan Qingling echoed: "The princess is right."

Elemental Frost tentatively asked, "Why don't we draw it?"

Zhang Zirou pursed her lips and said, "Princess, why don't we have a painting competition to see if each of us has improved."

"Okay, call the three of them including Prince Yang to come and see their painting skills."

The three were surprised when they heard this and followed Zhang Zirou to the courtyard. Yang Taobo took off his thick cloak with a rabbit fur collar and Liu Hai took it.

Seeing Zhen Luosang picking plum blossoms in the yard, the three of them looked at each other in confusion.

"Are we going to make flower arrangements by picking plum blossoms?" Shen Jiarou looked up at him and said, "Yes, hey, can you three paint? Let's compete in painting together."

Yang Taobo said with a sad face: "Princess, I can't paint, I'm just a playboy." How can someone who can paint be called a playboy?

Kaier listened to everyone's words, full of confusion.

"If you don't know how to paint, you can learn. Don't worry, Prince Yang. The princesses are here and can teach you right here."

Yang Taobo really wanted to say what happened to you, but he didn't dare to. Everyone in the capital knew that Princess Yongkang was a person who protected her own people.

He had known the princess for less than a month, so he didn't dare compare himself with someone he had known for several years.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Princess and everyone to teach me."

Everyone walked to the prepared easels to paint. Everyone's painting style was different, and everyone had their own unique style.

Yang Taobo and the other two watched for a long time. Shen Jiarou asked them to try painting, but every time they painted, it was a mess. Looking at the horrific picture, everyone's mouth twitched.

"This beautiful picture of a beautiful lady picking plum blossoms was turned into a picture of a female ghost committing a crime." Zheng Shutong felt speechless.

Zhen Luosang had just come back from picking a lot of plum blossoms, and when he heard what she said, he burst out laughing.

"Shutong, you are here to make people laugh. You are making me laugh to death." I really want to laugh out loud, but it will damage my image.

Shen Jiarou shook her head helplessly and began to teach the three people how to paint seriously.

Tang Mansion

Mr. Tang got off work early today, and when he returned to the mansion, he looked out the window at the snowy scene, and recalled the memory of his daughter picking plum blossoms in the snow. The little girl was getting older, and he had to start saving for her dowry, so that he could give her a good dowry in the future.

Li Leping said respectfully, "Master, your tea is ready. Do you need some cakes to go with it?"

Tang Wenzong thought for a moment and said, "It's rare to have some free time. Let's have some. You can prepare them."

"Okay, I'll go get ready."

"Go."

Li Leping came back soon, with the servant behind him carrying plum blossom cake, panlong cake and eight-treasure cake.

"Master, please try these three."

"Okay, put it down. It was half an hour after Shen Jiarou returned to the Tang Mansion, and Tang Wenzong was ready to go to the study to read a book."

"Dad, we are back." Hearing the bright and charming voice, Emperor Wenzong of Tang was stunned.

"The princess is back?" No one came to report to him.

"Hey, Princess, Daddy is here."

A graceful young girl in red appeared in front of him. Seeing the cakes and tea on the coffee table, she smiled slightly.

"Dad is quite relaxed today."

"I got off work early today." He was stunned when he saw Master Yang following behind him.

"Prince Yang is here too, please take a seat!"

Yang Taobo bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Master Tang."

Seeing that he was so well-mannered, Emperor Wenzong of Tang was slightly surprised. This Prince Yang had really learned well and was quite polite. It seemed that he had received a lot of "instructions" in the Princess's Mansion.

Several people sat down one by one. Ruan Qingling's soft movements with her slender hands looked elegant and harmonious. A cup of tea was placed in front of Shen Jiarou, and she also served tea to Tang Wenzong and Yang Taobo.

"Sir, Prince Yang, please have some tea!"

The two of them nodded politely to express their thanks, then raised their hands to take the cup. The fragrant drink filled their sips, making them feel very comfortable and happy.

"It's quite good, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth." After hearing what Yang Taobo said, Emperor Wenzong of Tang Dynasty had a new respect for him.

"Has Prince Yang ever learned how to taste tea?"

Yang Taobo, who had just started drinking tea, was full of surprise: "Ah? Tea tasting? I haven't learned it either, I just watch the princesses drink tea to grow taller."

Emperor Wenzong of Tang stroked his beard thoughtfully, and finally came to a conclusion.

"This young man is still teachable."

Yang Taobo was stunned by the praise for no reason, and Liu Hai quickly pushed him.

"Sir, Lord Tang is praising you."

Yang Taobo suddenly came to his senses and gave a simple smile, which made him look a little silly and cute.

"Dad, he has been in the princess's mansion for almost a month, and he has changed a lot. He can recite dozens of poems now."

"Really? If Prince Yang doesn't mind, how about I test you?"

Yang Taobo was flattered and stood up, bowing: "Master Tang, please! Thank you for your help."

"Then Prince Yang, please recite a winter poem first." He listened to his basics first.

"I hear dogs barking at the wooden door, and it's snowing. Thank you for coming home at night."

Independent branches: "Which poet and which dynasty did they come from?"

Yang Taobo quickly replied, "He is from the poem Staying at Lotus Mountain on a Snowy Night by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty."

"Yes, that's correct. Do you know any poems about plum blossoms?"

Yang Taobo looked at the solitary red plum blossom outside the courtyard in deep thought.

"Let the younger generation think about it, although spring is approaching and the cold is turning, the plum blossoms are still blooming and the snow is still falling.

"Poem of Plum Blossoms in the Snow" by Yin Keng of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

"What about the early spring?"

"Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom."

After three consecutive answers, Emperor Wenzong of Tang was quite satisfied.

"It seems that I have learned it in vain. It is very good and I have made great progress. So can you write poetry?"

This stumped Yang Taobo, and he shook his head helplessly.

“Not at this time.”

"It's okay to learn. It won't hurt."

Shen Jiarou added: "It's always good to have many skills."

When Emperor Wenzong heard this, he laughed heartily: "That's right, haha, eat some cakes quickly, don't just drink tea."

Shen Jiarou stayed at Tang Mansion that night, while Yang Taobo and the other two temporarily returned to Changbo Mansion to stay for one night. After all, the Princess Mansion was a bit far away.

Uncle Chang was very excited to see his eldest son whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"My son is back. How is he doing in the princess's mansion recently?" He had heard from his wife that he could recite poems and write well.

"Father, I am doing fine, don't worry. By the way, Lord Tang just praised me for being a teachable kid and even asked me about my homework."

Lord Chang was stunned: "Lord Tang?"

Who is this?

Seeing his father's confused face, Yang Taobo spoke awkwardly.

"Father, you don't know anyone about Lord Tang, do you?"

Lord Chang would never admit it openly: "How is that possible? It's just that we don't interact much on weekdays."