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August 15th, the Spring Festival.

This year, because of Ning Wang's conspiracy, the bustling imperial palace had become much more deserted. The Emperor only invited Prince Yu and three other young princes to the palace for dinner.

A banquet was set up in the imperial garden, with the Emperor and Empress seated in the middle. Prince Yu, King Ding, King Xuan, and King Rong were seated below, while several of the consorts were seated across from each other.

"It's been a long time since my nephew has danced in the imperial garden or the emperor's song. It's rare for him to be so happy today, so I'll toast to the emperor." King Xuan stood up and toasted.

"Alright." The Emperor drank this wine.

It could be seen that the Emperor's mood was quite good. Fang Zinan also said, "Speaking of which, it has been a long time since we princes have had a chat with the Emperor."

"That's right, Your Majesty. Why don't you suggest a topic? Our princes would like to give you a poem to help you in your mood?" King Xuan was very much in favor.

The emperor felt that these words were very gratifying. He glanced at Empress Chen before standing up. "Alright, it's been a long time since This Emperor has tested your literary talent. I wonder if you've made any progress recently? "Now, I shall start with the topic of 'Moon'. Each of you shall give me a poem."

Shang Yiqing sat across from the princesses, casually tasting the fruits and fruits while watching the princes write poems.

"King Xuan has always been quick thinking, so I think he must be the first one to write a poem." She spoke half-heartedly.

Duke Xuan shook her head politely, "Not at all. I know Prince Rong is very talented and will definitely take the top spot this time."

So Fang Zinan knew how to make poems? Shang Yiqing realized that even after she had been married for so long, she didn't know anything about Fang Zinan and didn't know anything about his hobbies. Seeing that the two consorts were going to push each other forward, he quickly said, "Everyone, please don't say such things. We'll see what the emperor has to say in a bit.

At this moment, the several princes began to write and ponder their own ideas.

Before long, King Xuan and Prince Rong each presented their written poems to the Emperor.

The emperor looked at King Ning and asked, "King Ning, are you done writing?"

In fact, King Ding was the most amateur poet. Seeing that the Emperor was asking him alone, he hurriedly said, "Nephew is currently crafting a good poem. Please enjoy the poetry of the other princes first."

The Emperor nodded and took a poem from the hands of Eunuch Li. "This poem was written by King Xuan. He stepped all over Penglai Jade Peak. The song of Diyuan rose with grace, winding its way to the palace of toads. " After the emperor finished reciting the poem, he closed the poem scroll and looked at King Xuan in praise, "King Xuan, you argue with strangeness, you solve the problem, and you have the air of a king. Write well!"

"Your majesty praises your nephew too much." King Xuan was proud.

The Emperor smiled and opened Prince Rong's poem, "The bright moon shines in clear water, and the clouds and mist travel through the vast sky. May the sun shine in the sky, and the earth be filled with women. " After he finished reading, he looked up at Fang Zinan, "Prince Rong, you have not forgotten the lives of all the people in this world in your poem. Not bad, not bad! " Words are generous.

"Nephew learned from the Emperor's usual actions and words."

The Emperor nodded happily. "The poems that King Xuan and Prince Rong have written are very good … King Ding, are you done writing? "

Only then did King Ning stop the pen in his hand. "Reporting to the Emperor, your nephew has finished writing." As he spoke, he submitted a poem.

The emperor took it from his hand and read it aloud, "What a great 'first month'. The garden drinks poetry and drinks wine, better than the Mid-Autumn Festival. " He frowned in displeasure: "King Ding, you actually wrote a doggerel? You really must learn from your two brothers. "

Hearing this, King Xuan's face revealed a proud and extraordinary expression. Fang Zinan was still as calm as ever.

The Emperor walked leisurely to his table and spoke earnestly to the three princes. "You three must not neglect your poems and books, and must have talent that can serve the nation. All of you, work hard to learn, do you hear me? "

"We shall follow the Emperor's instructions." The three of them spoke at the same time.

The Emperor sighed heavily. Last year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the four Imperial Nephews were all present, but now …

King Xuan saw through the emperor's thoughts. "Your majesty, we should be happy today at the Mid-Autumn Festival." As he spoke, he raised his cup. "Come, let us toast to the emperor."

Everyone stood up and toasted. The emperor's depressed mood was not eased at all. He put down his wine cup and sighed again, "Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Ning Wang still has a clear image of him toasting me …"

Prince Yu couldn't help but be moved by these words. Ning Wang was his eldest son, and now that he was imprisoned, his mood could be imagined. Although Ning Wang had committed a heinous crime, the father and son's heart were connected, and their blood was thicker than water!

Fang Zinan could tell what his father and the emperor were thinking with a single look. Unable to bear it any longer, he could not help but leave the banquet and kneel on the ground, "Your majesty, please forgive your nephew for daring to ask for it. "Even though Ning Wang committed an unforgivable sin, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. As the saying goes, people meet every day of the month. For my father's sake, I ask that your majesty take care of this matter and allow him to meet with you once."

Upon hearing Fang Zinan say this, King Ding and King Xuan also knelt down, "May your majesty be merciful."

When the emperor looked at the three young princes and then glanced at Prince Yu, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. He said in a low voice, "All of you, get up." He raised his head and looked at the cold and cheerless moon. He thought for a moment before saying, "Ning Wang's crimes are unforgivable, but he's been locked up for so long, so he should have some intentions of repenting. Zhen ordered some people to temporarily release Ning Wang to reunite with everyone."

"Thank you, your majesty." Everyone thanked him in unison.

Two hours later, Ning Wang was brought to the imperial garden.

"Your servant greets the emperor." Ning Wang knelt dejectedly on the ground.

The emperor glanced at Ning Wang. "King Ning, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I saw that your father and brothers were really worried about you, so I specifically let you come out for a night to meet father and brother."

After being locked up for the past few days, Ning Wang looked extremely haggard. When he had the opportunity to see the emperor again, he had been planning on how to take advantage of this opportunity to plead with the emperor. His Majesty had always been deaf. That's why, when she heard the emperor's words, she kowtowed and said, "Nephew knows his wrongs and is blaming it on your bad side. In the past, it was because you heard your subordinates' instigation that you did such foolish things. "Nephew does not ask for the emperor to forgive nephew. For the emperor to show kindness to father and brother today is already opening the net for me. Nephew is satisfied."

As expected, the emperor revealed a gratified smile. "Since you are able to say these words, it proves that you have indeed repented a lot in the past few days. Since you are here, why aren't you going to meet your father and your brother? "

Ning Wang walked up to Prince Yu. "Imperial Father …"

We haven't seen each other for a long time. Seeing how haggard Ning Wang is, Prince Yu couldn't help but feel his heart ache. "Child, it's really great that Father can see you again today. If you truly want to repent, then your efforts will not have been in vain, your majesty the Emperor and your younger brothers. "

"I understand."