Chapter 999

As soon as the hour arrived, the gong sounded, and then the sacrificial lady appeared in the venue, followed by two servant girls in blue, each holding a huge signboard.

Compared with other events, such as music, calligraphy, painting and so on, this poetry competition has a very different place. Once the topic is dropped before the competition, even a fool can find someone else to catch a knife and easily win the first prize.

In order to prevent the leakage of the final examination questions, the finals of Jinxin club over the years are prepared with two signboards, the name of 100 signatures and the theme of 100 signatures, and then draw them from the scene.

In this way, there are 10000 possibilities. Even if the content of the signature is leaked, it will not have a great impact on the game.

However, in previous years, the final of Jinxin club was drawn by the sacrificial lady and a judge respectively. But today's competition is related to the dispute between Dayu and Baiyue, so the chance to draw the second lot is given to Pai Yi.

The first lot was drawn by the sacrificial lady, who won the name of jiangchengzi.

Then, he drew the second lot on his clothes and set the theme as "dream".

That is to say, the eight girls will write a poem with "dream" as the theme and "jiangchengzi" as the tablet.

The Chamberlain of Qionghua Pavilion immediately wrote down the name and theme of the CI on a roll of white paper and put it down from the railing on the second floor. The title was displayed in front of the people in Qiushui Pavilion and Tingzhu Pavilion.

The gongs sounded again. This time, the poetry competition was officially started. The competition lasted for two sticks of incense. It was not short or long. Most of the girls were dignified and focused on thinking with their eyes closed.

Jiangchengzi, dream.

Several students of the National Academy of education could not help but wonder what kind of words they could improvise if they were in the competition. Listening to the silence in the bamboo Pavilion, most of the young childe are contemplating.

The name of "jiangchengzi" first defines the number of words, the tone and the total number of sentences in each sentence And then we have to cover the theme of "dream".

Only two short sticks of incense

Even if you can barely make a word, but I'm afraid it's hard to produce a masterpiece!

Thinking about it, they found that there was a girl in the scene who was the first to write, just like in the preliminaries, Bai muxiao!

Although the spectators around can't see what she wrote on the paper, they still keep their eyes on her, watch her write down freely and freely, look at her elegant but free and easy posture, and see her bright eyes shining with confidence

Soon, Bai muxiao will decisively close the pen, after a quick check, she will come off the scene.

The rules of the final are based on the imperial examination. The lyrics made by the girls will be copied and the handwriting will be covered. Then, they will be handed over to the judges and the students of the Imperial College in an anonymous way, and then the leader will be selected.

Bai muxiao has already handed in her paper before half of a incense stick is burned. If she had done so before, she would have put great pressure on other Dayu girls. At the moment, these Dayu girls are relieved. Today, it is not the competition among Dayu girls. As long as Bai muxiao can win the Baiyue Saint daughter, even if they give her a green leaf today, it will be nothing No.

After Bai muxiao left the court, all his eyes naturally focused on Pai Yi, which was not an ordinary woman. Even on such an occasion, she still stood upright and looked at her nose, mouth and heart, as if she didn't know what was going on around her It was not until nearly a third of the second incense was burned that she began to write with confidence.

After the two incense sticks were burned, the girls' works were copied and sent to Qionghua Pavilion, Qiushui Pavilion and Tingzhu Pavilion.

It's just a short two sticks of incense, and most of the words are just smooth and smooth, which can't be said to be artistic conception Until the Blue Maid read the fifth song:

"ten years of life and death are boundless, do not think, since unforgettable. There is no place to talk about desolation. Even if meet should not know, dust covered face, temples such as frost. Night dream suddenly return home, small porch window, is dressing. There are no words but tears. It's expected that every year, at the place where the intestines are broken, there will be a short Pine Hill on a bright moon night. "

As soon as this masterpiece is read out, the whole listening bamboo Pavilion instantly boils up, just like frying a pot.

"Wonderful, wonderful! What a miracle A young man in snow stood up and praised him all the time, "ten years of life and death are boundless. I don't think about it, but I will never forget it. It's rare to hear such a beautiful sentence in ten years

"Good, good." Another scholar like childe shook his head and said, "this upper que records the facts, and the lower que records dreams. It's really ingenious to combine the virtual and the real."

"This sentence is like a common saying, but it is also a word from the heart, deep feelings, sad and sad. If it had not been for my own eyes, I couldn't imagine that this was a masterpiece made by a woman who had not reached the Double Tenth in just two sticks of incense! Let me sigh to myself, Froude Another young man in green shook a paper fan and praised.

"Who says women are inferior to men?" Snow clothes childe says with emotion, " It's just who did it? "

Even if they haven't looked at the remaining two works, they have already concluded that they must be the leader worthy of the title today.But if this word is what the saint does, then Da Yu is really

Everyone looked at each other with some uneasiness in their hearts.

Not only listen to the master in the bamboo Pavilion speculate, but also in the Qiushui Pavilion.

Seeing Fu Yunyan and Yuan Yuyi worried, Nangong Yue suddenly said definitely, "this should be my cousin's work."

The girls all looked at her, and there was a distinct relief in their faces.

Yuan Yuyi patted her chest and said, "since yue'er says so, I'm relieved." Although yuanyuyi always thinks that nangongyue's cousin is surly and often looks at people with a strange look, which is really hard to like, but when it comes to Dayu's honor and interests, she certainly hopes Bai muxiao No, I hope Dayu can win!

Now that Dayu is on the brink of victory, Yuan Yuyi and Fu Yunyan put their hearts down, muttering and biting their ears.

But Nangong Yue is a little strange.

Nangong Yue is so sure that this word was written by Bai muxiao, not out of her confidence or understanding of Bai muxiao, but because the word is familiar to her.

Yes, she knows the word!

It's not that she did the word, it's not that the word is not written by Bai muxiao. The

problem is as like as two peas. The word "

" was written by Bai Muxiao, and every word was exactly the same.

It is also like now, this song "jiangchengzi" a shot, it is a technical shock four, attracted countless literati praise.

I still remember that Bai muxiao made this poem two years later when she was 15 years old. Bai muxiao participated in a small banquet held by a girl in Wangdu. At that time, many noble girls were so prosperous that they decided to write poems and lyrics on the theme of "missing". Therefore, Bai muxiao improvised this poem jiangchengzi in seven steps, which said, "life and death are boundless in ten years, do not think about it." After a small banquet, such a masterpiece was quickly spread among the literati. Later, it even spread all over the country. All the literati in the world all know that the Bai Biao girl in Nangong mansion has excellent literary talent and deserves the blood of Nangong family!

Although she is not good at poetry, Nangong Yue also knows that poetry is the most important artistic conception. In different periods and different environments, poets or poets have different moods and experiences. Therefore, there are always some differences in the use of words and artistic conception, so that the whole poem will have some subtle differences.

The theme of the past life is "missing", this time the theme is "dream".

At first glance, this song "jiangchengzi" is in line with these two themes at the same time. However, after careful reading, we will realize that "dream" just happens to be related to xiaque. The theme of this song should still be "missing" his dead wife.

It's more interesting to think about it.

Although it is not necessary to write poems and lyrics from her own standpoint, why does Bai muxiao, a weak woman, miss her dead wife from the perspective of a man?

Let alone Bai muxiao is just an unmarried boudoir woman!

If the previous life is Bai muxiao's inspiration, what about this one? What inspired her in the final of Jinxin club?

Nangong Yue, as if thoughtful, recited this song "jiangchengzi" silently in his heart.

The last two sentences "bright moon night, short Pine Hill", can be said to be desolate and lonely, gloomy soul pin, but Nangong Yue is staring, and found a strange place.

According to this poem, the poet's wife was finally buried in a hill full of dwarf pines, but in fact, according to the custom of Dayu, cypresses are planted in the hills in the north and pines are planted in the hills in the south. Nangong Yue or a previous life to live in southern grandfather's home for a few years to know this, and Bai muxiao, who has not left the Wangdu since he was born, how can he know?

One doubt after another

Nangong Yue couldn't help but come up with an idea -

can't we say that this song jiangchengzi was not written by Bai muxiao?

In his previous life, Nangong Yue once doubted why Bai muxiao, a little girl, could make poems with different styles, such as heroic, graceful or sad. However, these poems made by Bai muxiao were indeed unheard of by Nangong Yue. Although she is not good at poetry, she was born in Nangong family and has read many books. Since Bai muxiao became famous in her previous life, countless learned scholars have sung her poems. No one has proved that Bai muxiao embezzled other people's poems

Is oneself too much heart?

Maybe Bai muxiao is gifted in poetry?

Nangong Yue drooped his eyes and pondered. At the same time, the official language Bai in Qionghua pavilion was also looking at the song "jiangchengzi", and his usual light smile appeared on his handsome face.

Xiao Yi didn't dare to be interested in poetry at all. However, judging from the white look of the official, he knew that Dayu would win this round of competition. In other words, the day after tomorrow's Royal race will be the final showdown between Dayu and Baiyue in Jinxin club!

Xiao Yi picked up a fresh fruit on one side of the fruit tray and nibbled at it carelessly. His eyes couldn't stop looking at the direction of Qingshui Pavilion.At this time, the emperor turned around and asked the official language Bai, "how do you feel about this game, Hou Yiyi?"

Official language white smile way: "big Yu will win."

The emperor raised his eyebrows and said with great interest, "is it that the Lord of ease has already known the owner of this poem?"

The official language white voice is leisurely and self-contained, "don't deceive the emperor, the minister really has 90% assurance."

Yuncheng suggested with a smile: "well, you'd better guess and write your name on a piece of paper. When you announce the leader later, you can see if you can guess it right. How does the emperor feel?"

There was a glimmer of interest in the emperor's eyes. Bai Su, the official language, had no idea. He said so. I'm afraid that at least 80% of them are, oh, no, 90% sure? This made the emperor feel better. He nodded and agreed.

So the official language white then went to a book case, wrote a word quickly, then folded it up, covered it in the sleeve and handed it to Cloud City.

Cloud City is not anxious to see, just casually put on the side of the table.

Soon, the Toastmasters counted out the voting results of all the judges and the Imperial College Students and reported them to the emperor.

The emperor nodded with a smile.

At this time, a little waiter stood at the edge of the railing and announced in a shrill voice that the leader of the poetry competition was Bai's daughter, and read the poem "the two boundless lives and deaths in ten years" again.

At the same time, Cloud City also showed the paper in his hand to the public. The white paper in the official language was written with a word of "white".

Qionghua Pavilion again in uproar, do not know what should be praised is Bai muxiao's writing skills, or the official language Bai as the wisdom of Zhuge reincarnation.

The emperor was also very happy. Fortunately, the song "ten years of life and death is boundless" was done by the Bai's daughter.

Han Ling Fu, beside the emperor, tried to suppress his ecstasy and was proud of his Xiao'er. His eyes were shining like cold stars.

His Xiao'er is still as amazing as ever. He can make such a shocking word in such a short time.

She must be thinking about herself when she is making this word!

"Ten years of life and death" Han Ling Fu recited it silently.

The ancients said: one day no see, like three autumn!

Xiao'er must have a feeling in his heart, so that he can express his feelings and make a good sentence of "ten years of life and death are boundless".

Yes, Xiao'er is just because he cares about him, which makes him jealous.

Xiao'er is because he has him in his heart, will work so hard to improve his identity, side by side with him!

Xiao'er didn't let him down as expected. He was brilliant at the Jinxin meeting and fought for the face of Dayu!

This time, the father will definitely change Xiao'er completely, and will not let Xiao'er be wronged to marry himself as a concubine.

Han lingfu's burning eyes can't help but look at the pavilion outside.

At the moment, the eight girls participating in the competition are in the pavilion. They have just learned the result of the competition, and they can't help but look at Bai muxiao and the saint.

In the four games of Jinxin club, I lost for the first time!

They thought that they would be upset and unwilling to put on their clothes, but they didn't expect that she would still smile lightly and stand up calmly and walk towards Bai muxiao.

"Miss Bai is so talented and learned that she is ashamed to put on her clothes."

The mouth under the veil is slightly crooked, which reminds me of the noble and elegant third prince's highness. His heart says: so is such an excellent man. His confidant and the woman he adores will not be ordinary women!

Before the competition, she had already found out Bai muxiao's talent in poetry and lyrics, and had made a masterpiece that was praiseworthy. She knew that in this competition, Bai muxiao must be her biggest rival to win the championship.

The results were as expected!

Put a pair of clear blue eyes on Bai muxiao, as if to say, even if she lost today, it does not mean she is a loser! Tomorrow is her real battlefield!

Yes, tomorrow's "Royal" competition is the one she must win!

This one is just an abandoned son

Bai muxiao faintly glanced at his clothes, smiling rather than laughing, as if to say, defeated general, how to say brave?

Bai muxiao to put the clothes Fu body, said goodbye, leaving only a thin and proud back.

Today's Jinxin meeting is over. Unlike the day before yesterday, the emperor was in a good mood, so Xiao Yi didn't have to accompany Shengjia any more. He went back to the palace with Nangong Yue happily.

Returning to his home, he should have been relieved and relaxed, but Nangong Yue felt bad all of a sudden when he saw an Niang holding medicinal food there.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Xiao Yi looking at her with a smile on her face.

This guy, since he came to kuishui, he has become an Niang's most loyal supporter. What an Niang said on the left and an Niang ordered on him.

Nangong Yue sighed helplessly and said to an Niang, "an Niang, you see, I'm much fatter. If I drink this medicated food, I can't wear the summer clothes just made."Before an Niang said anything, Xiao Yi had already boldly clapped his hands and said, "that's not easy. All the summer shirts are redone!"

Nangong Yue looked at the cup of medicated food with a bitter face and wanted to struggle for a while. He listened to Xiao Yi's pathetic way: "Stinky girl, if you let me eat medicinal food, I will not say a word!"

Xiao Yi's original intention is to show loyalty, but the speaker has no intention. The listener has a heart. When he hears Nangong Yue's ear, he has a different feeling.

Yes, Xiao Yi lost his mother when he was young, even when his grandfather was still alive. I'm afraid he didn't care about the small details of his life.

Nangong Yue dropped his eyes and sat down at the table. After drinking the medicated food, he suddenly said, "a Yi, can I cook lunch today?"

Xiao Yidun's eyes lit up and said in a joyful voice: "good! Of course

In fact, the kitchen has already prepared lunch for the master, but since the master is rarely interested, no one will not be interested in mentioning this matter.

The more he thought about it, the more happy he began to order: "Stinky girl, I'll have sweet and sour spareribs, steamed pork with lotus leaf powder and braised hooves in brown sauce..."

This guy Nangong Yue's mouth twitched for a moment, and he really would climb up the pole.

Looking at his high spirited appearance, Nangong Yue's eyes were also stained with a smile.

In fact, this feeling is really good!

Seeing this, Baihui cleverly orders the servant girl to inform the kitchen to do some preparation. Since Xiao Yi has ordered these dishes, no matter whether nangongyue can't cook, the materials should be prepared first.

Nangong Yue changed his casual clothes and went to the small kitchen. Xiao Yi followed her and said, "Stinky girl, can I help you?"

Do something?

When Nangong Yue thought of his new marriage, Xiao Yi also said that he wanted to fight for himself, and finally made the whole kitchen in a mess.

Xiao Yi said excitedly, "I'll help you wash and cut vegetables."

"Good!" Nangong Yue replied with a smile. The lilies behind them quietly curled their lips. Washing and cutting vegetables are naturally made by the woman in the small kitchen. Where can I get your son-in-law's hand.

The two soon arrived at the kitchen. Mrs. song, who got the news, was waiting for them at the door of the kitchen. She was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

Knowing that the master was coming, the kitchenette showed its strong fighting power. In this short period of time, it even washed and cut all kinds of materials needed.

As a result, Xiao Yi, who was a vegetable washer and chopper, was no longer useful. He had to work as a vegetable delivery worker temporarily. However, he was a burden in the kitchen because he couldn't tell the difference between green onions and garlic. However, he didn't know that he was stealing vegetables from nangongyue's back. Seeing that he would make his best use of this time, Nangong Yue acted coquettishly He was kicked out of the kitchen.

Mr. Song Shiwu moved him to his seat.

Under Xiao Yi's burning eyes, nangongyue finally cooked four dishes It took more than half an hour for the two people to have a meal. At this time, after noon, nangongyue did not feel hungry after using medicated food, but Xiao Yi was already hungry. He ate three bowls of rice and cleaned up all the dishes nangongyue cooked.

Nangong Yue looked at him with a smile all the time, feeling as if something was about to overflow in his heart

After two people used lunch, Nangong Yue can't wait to bathe and change clothes, wash off the smell of lampblack on his body.

Xiao Yi carefully helped Nangong Yue wring his hair dry, and then he hastened eagerly: "it's almost time. Stinky girl, take a nap

Nangong Yue, sitting in front of the dressing table, is speechless. She wants to say that her sunflower water is over. She is not a patient But in the end, all kinds of language turned into a smile on the face.

Take a nap and take a nap.

She lay down on the couch, but she was sleepless So I couldn't help turning over for the first time, turning over for the second time When she turned over for the fifth time, she found that a handsome face was leaning on the edge of the couch. She suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, so close that you could see the long curled eyelashes, as if you could feel the breath of each other

Even if Xiao Yi's appearance is more beautiful and pleasing to the eyes, it's only frightening at this time. Nangong Yue subconsciously shrinks back.

"Stinky girl, do you have something on your mind?" Xiao Yi reluctantly drew closer. From Guozijian, he felt that Nangong Yue was absent-minded.

Nangong Yue hesitated for a moment. Although he said that Bai muxiao had nothing to do with her, he was puzzled but couldn't get an answer, so he couldn't help lingering in his mind.

If Xiao Yi didn't ask, she didn't intend to talk about Bai muxiao, but since he did, Nangong Yue told Xiao Yi all her doubts.

Xiao Yi eyebrow a Yang, suddenly a smile way, "smelly girl, you say pour and small white some similar."

"Official son?" Nangong Yue suddenly had the spirit and said curiously, "what did the official childe say?"

"Xiaobai said that poetry is like a person, and people's temperament and experience will affect their choice of words and sentences. Different people often bring their own unique style when they make poems. However, he has seen several poems of different styles. If these verses were written by the same person, then... " When Xiao Yi recalled the official language Bai's statement at that time, he could not help but say, "then this man must have suffered a series of fatal attacks, leading to dramatic changes in his character again and again!""If you say the same thing..." Nangong Yue could not help mumbling, "are these poems really not made by my cousin Bai?"

In this way, there seems to be some truth. Bai's family has been in decline for a long time, and Bai muxiao has been studying in boudoir school in those days of Nangong family, and most of them are taught by his mother Nangong Yun. Can such Bai muxiao really make such a shocking work?

"Since Xiaobai said that, he should not be wrong." Xiao Yi doesn't care about Bai's daughter, but she doesn't want her stinky girl to bother so much, "Stinky girl, I'll send someone to check it out."

"No problem." Nangong Yue nodded, although this matter is not important, but do not understand, she always feel a little unreliable, she yawned, sleepy gradually way, "..." The day after tomorrow is the "Royal" competition, and then I have to go to drum up liuniang! "

Fu Yunyan's Jin Xin tie is "Yu", and naturally she has entered the final, that is to say, she will face the dress in the future.

"Liu Niang's riding and shooting was taught by Yong Yang's grandmother. She is not inferior to the battlefield man. She will not lose this game." Xiao Yi was so confident that Nangong Yue felt relieved. Then, he suddenly blinked with a smile, "it's better to I'll sleep with you? "

Sleep together?

Nangong Yue's face suddenly appeared a layer of faint blush, extending from the cheek to the snow-white neck. Her skin was white and flawless, and the red halo was particularly striking, as delicate and gorgeous as a lotus in the water.

She glared at him and said decisively, "no!"

Xiao Yi didn't hear what she said at all. He was almost stunned and gave nangongyue a kiss on his petal like lips

Then he quickly retreated back, turned his face to the other side and said as if nothing had happened: "then go to sleep."

Nangong Yue stares at his red ears and smiles sweetly. Then he turns over and falls asleep

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