Yuan Qin made a cup of tea for Ren Anle and asked with a smile, "It doesn't look like the look of the young lady has been wronged, but is there a way to deal with it?"
Ren Anle yawned. Her pupils are a little darker, but couldn't see the emotions when one looked inside "Just afraid of him that their friendship is not deep. Most of the officials are noble and are from the right minister's faction, but he favours the left minister, who is a foreign relative.
Nothing is wrong, but if it touches the bottom line of the two factions, Pei Zhan's way of being an official is the source of his downfall."
Yuan Qin pondered, but when she looked up and saw Ren Anle looking sleepy, she remembered Yuan Shu's pitiful plea and had to say, "Miss, today is the 15th day."
"How is the fifteenth day?"
Ren Anle's soft voice rang out. Yuan Shu suddenly popped out of the nook and cranny and the tiger's body answered with a shock.
"Miss, I've asked around. There's a lantern festival on the street today. It's very lively."
"What's the point of going out and consuming carriages and horses? If you're really bored, just play a few moves with Chang Qing in the courtyard." Ren Anle closed her eyes and followed through with the stingy ways she had developed as a bandit.
Yuan Shu rolled her eyes. With a twinkle in her eye, she said loudly, "I heard from the people of the capital that every month on the 15th day of the month, the Fifth Prince will hold a poetry competition at Chang Liu Street. Perhaps His Highness the Crown Prince will also be there."
This sentence was so tempting that the female bandit, who had tasted the sweetness only a few days ago, rolled over and stood up from the soft couch, pretending to look at the sky with the afterglow.
"I also think it's a nice day. Chang Qing, prepare the carriage and let's go out for a walk." She waved her hand at Yuan Shu and walked out of the room with great impatience.
The two women behind her looked at each other and sighed as they followed behind Ren Anle.
The monthly lantern festival on the 15th day of the month has become a custom in the imperial capital. As the full moon gradually rose, the streets and alleys were crowded with people. Because of the monthly poetry competition held by the Fifth Prince, the restaurants on Changliu Street were filled early in the morning with scholars who had entered the capital for their examinations.
If they can make a splash at the poetry competition, even if they don't make it to the top three in the imperial examinations, they will still have a place in the imperial capital. Not to mention the fact that all the people invited by the Prince were rich and powerful, so if they could climb up to a few of them, the day will come when they can rise to the top.
Ren Anle's carriage slowly sped through the bustling crowd, still a long way from Changliu Street.
Yuan Shu, bored, lifted the curtain and looked not far away and let out a soft voice: "Miss, look at ..."
Ren Anle raised her head to look out of the window. She followed the direction Yuan Shu pointed and looked over, raising her eyebrows slightly.