"Poetry party..." Zhao Hongrun frowned slightly.

He had heard about the poetry gathering of the Sixth Emperor Brother Zhao Hongzhao. It was the Sixth Emperor Brother who invited some great scholars, or the learned nephews of the ministers of the court, and invited them to Yafeng Pavilion to drink together.

Drinking tea, reciting poems and writing lyrics, although this is a very elegant thing in the world, to be honest Zhao Hongrun is not interested.

"If the eighth brother is not willing, then let's drop this matter." Zhao Hongzhao said with a smile: "Anyway, with Brother Yu explaining it for me, it is absolutely impossible for the eighth brother to make Brother Yu's mother and concubine angry."

"...Is this a threat?" Zhao Hongrun was a little depressed.

"No, Brother Yu is just looking forward to having his eighth brother join the next poetry meeting." Zhao Hongzhao said with sincere anticipation.

Zhao Hongrun was quite helpless: "The feeling of being grabbed by someone and hurting my feet...it's quite annoying to be honest."

"Then...a deal?"

"Well, deal!"

That night, when Emperor Zhao Yuancai of the Wei Dynasty stayed at Wu Guifei's Mei Palace again, Wu Guifei changed her gentleness from the previous day and started to criticize Zhao Hongrun like the other nine concubines, which surprised and confused the Emperor of Wei.
Chapter completed!