Chapter 1008

Bai muxiao took a look at the official language. The former famous young general stood there with a light smile on his lips, and his whole body was not sharp.

If she had not known him for a long time, she would have thought that he was a scholar with a high self-respect.

Bai muxiao put down his mind. He had no family, no military power, no political power, and even lost his martial arts. But even so, the emperor was still on guard against him, and his ministers did not dare to make friends with him.

Official language white, now can rely on the emperor, only to please the emperor, to win a small foothold for him.

Thinking, Bai muxiao then calm down, such as empty valley Youlan.

The official language Bai has a smile, and her voice is as good as Wenyu's, which is incomparable. "I know that Miss Bai's lyrics are also unique. I want to ask Miss Bai to write a poem with the title of the bright moon and" the beginning of the melody of water "as the name plate."

Hearing this, Bai muxiao is already a pine in her heart. Since ancient times, poets and poets love praising the moon. She is a large number of poems of this type.

As she expected, Guan yubai just took the opportunity to please the emperor. In the legend, Guan yubai was just a follower of powerful powers.

Bai muxiao's lips slightly curved, smile with a trace of publicity and pride, she was too careless in the past, from now on, she will never give anyone to bully her humiliation opportunities.

The voice of Bai Wenrun in the official language continued It's just that. It seems a little boring. How about a different way to add some fun, and how about mixing "bodhisaman" and "shuidiao Ge tou"

Bai muxiao's smile froze on her face.

Knead? Official language What does he mean by that?

"How would you like to make peace with me In the eyes of the emperor, there is also a trace of interest. If the two words are mixed together, it is not the inherent format and tone. It would be a good thing to have a new one in the mid autumn festival tonight.

On the white face of the official language, the wind was clear and the clouds were light. He suggested with a smile: "it happens that the number of words in the last sentence of" bodhisaman "is the same as the last sentence of" shuidiao Ge tou ", and the tonal tone is also harmonious. Why don't you just exchange the tone of the last two sentences in the first part of shuidiao Ge tou with the last sentence of Bodhisattva man

The tone of the upper and lower end sentences in shuidiao Ge Tou is: "middle tone, medium tone, medium tone, medium tone and tone." Replace it with the final sentence of Bodhisattva man, and the new final sentence of Ping and tonal is: "medium tone, medium tone, medium tone, medium tone."

When they heard this, they were also very interested. Some even asked the palace people to get the ink and write down the new tone, pondering and humming.

Bai muxiao's heart is completely cold, and his heart is turbulent and uncertain.

Change the tone?

When she was studying in Nangong's family, she had also studied rhyme books. She still understood the tonal tone, but understanding and using were two different things. The most important thing is, after changing the tone, it is not what she knows as "water melody"!

What should she do?

In the end, it's a flustered look in her heart

No, it can't be!

The emperor looked at Bai muxiao and asked in high interest, "Miss Bai, would you like to have a try?"

Bai muxiao's face was very stiff, his lips moved and he could not speak.

"White girl?"

The smile on the emperor's face closed slightly. It seemed that he was a little unhappy.

Bai muxiao knows that under such circumstances, he can never say a word "no", only

Bai muxiao took a deep breath and said, "minnu Yes

Soon, a palace man prepared the brush, ink, paper and inkstone on a book case, ground the ink for her and spread the white paper.

Bai muxiao sat down behind the desk, upright.

Time is particularly hard at this time

Bai muxiao holds the pen tightly. The pen is full of ink, but it never falls on the paper.

Bai muxiao's brain is blank, and the pen on his hand seems to be heavy.

Seeing her for a long time, people around her began to stir up again. After all, Bai muxiao's talent and quickness in the past were obvious to all. She was always calm and confident, and her literary thoughts flowed forward. However, this time, she seemed to have encountered an unprecedented problem and was unable to start writing for a long time.

Bai muxiao's silence and rigidity attracted more and more attention. Everyone was whispering and speculating. Even Han lingfu was worried. He said in his heart: what's wrong with Xiao'er? Is it not physical discomfort? Or is there any difficulty?

Nangong Yue's eyes gradually become complicated, deeply looking at Bai muxiao. People are still confused, but this moment Nangong Yue is sure.

In the past, Bai muxiao has always been able to write poetry at will, thinking never more than a cup of tea time, as if she was really a star of Wenqu, born to write poetry.

This is also the form of Nangong Yuebai muxiao. If it is an exam or a competition, it will be disqualified first.The emperor's face was not very good-looking and did not speak for a long time. Originally, this song "when the moon will be there" in the Mid Autumn Festival is a wonderful story, but Bai muxiao has made mistakes.

How could Bai muxiao make a mistake even in pingze?

Chen said with emotion: "there are no flaws to cover up your virtues. This song "water melody song head" has high conception, novel conception and fresh and picturesque artistic conception

"Not bad." Another minister said, "I hope people will live long and live together for thousands of miles.". I'm afraid it may not be so subtle The minister couldn't help thinking: is it because Bai muxiao refused to write for a long time before?

"Even if it's a good work, it's a big mistake if it's wrong in tone." Another voice. However, Mu Lu looks at Bai muxiao doubtfully. If this woman can write such a beautiful sentence, can't she think of another poem to deal with the new tone?

Always feel a little strange!

The discussion became more and more intense.

Among the several Baiyue envoys in the rear, the saint dressed and looked thoughtfully. Although she did not know why Bai muxiao had made such a mistake, in her opinion, it was not difficult to modify the tone. Even if the poem would not be as good as it is now, the whole sentence is excellent. Even if a few sentences are slightly weaker, they are still flawed and not controversial

It's OK to say that Bai muxiao is a member of the public. We always have the spirit of everyone. But she was just a woman. If she was so arrogant in the face of the emperor, she would not have been reduced to just a concubine.

To put it another step further, even if Bai muxiao is really reluctant to part with these two sentences, he can write two different versions of the original and the new tone. But she didn't do it because She can't?

In other words, Bai muxiao is good at poetry, but in fact, he has a big disadvantage, that is, he is not good at tonal and tonal?

This idea made her feel ridiculous. The rhyme book is the foundation of the foundation, and anyone who is enlightened will learn it. Can a person who can make so many masterpieces not even be good at pingze?

Put on clothes meaningful to look at Bai muxiao, looking at her in the eyes of the public, embarrassed eyes.

At this time, Mr. Li of the Imperial Academy stepped forward and said in a voice: "Miss Bai, when will the bright moon be? It's really a masterpiece. It's just that it's not the right thing. It always makes people feel that there's a flaw in it. Why don't you change it again, girl? Isn't that the best of both worlds? "

Mr. Li's proposal immediately attracted many people's whispers. Most people thought it was a good idea. Even Han lingfu felt that his eyes were shining. This is a great opportunity for Xiao'er to save the situation!

As long as you think carefully, you will be able to work out the right sentence.

With Xiao'er's talent, there must be no problem!

No one thought that Bai muxiao didn't make a sound for a long time. When the crowd had to wait for another disturbance, Bai muxiao slowly said, "Mr. Li, I can't forgive my daughter." Her breath was a little impatient, but she still said calmly, "since this word has been formed, it has life like a baby, and I can't destroy it."

Her chin slightly Yang, silver moonlight for her to put on a layer of hazy gauze, noble and extraordinary.

If a young Hanlin in his early twenties thinks about it, he looks at Bai muxiao with a trace of respect. It's true that the song of "one month" has been so popular.

Several other officials were also touched, but most of them were still skeptical and felt that Bai muxiao's remarks were slightly far fetched.

Guan yubai looked at the scene calmly. For him, he just wanted to find out who the poems came from. Now that the goal has been achieved, he doesn't care about the follow-up. After all, Bai muxiao is just a person who is irrelevant to him.

The emperor's eyes were dim and his expression was deep. For a long time, he suddenly said to the official language Bai: "easy Hou, this question is you, how do you feel like this word?"

"The emperor." With a smile, Guan Yu Bai said calmly, "this word is enough to be remembered for generations, but it's a pity..."

What a pity, the official language did not say, but the implication was obvious.

Seeing the emperor look at his eyes more and more full of doubt, Bai muxiao finally overcome the impatience in his heart and blurted out: "what is the meaning of the words of the comfortable Hou?"

The white lip corner of the official language raised a smile rather than a smile, and said in a meaningful way: "the If I ask you another question, would you like to have a try

He knows!

He really knows!

Bai muxiao suddenly felt five thunders, and his brain was blank.

It turns out that what happened today was not a temporary initiative, but a deliberate effort by him How could this be possible?! Her poems have no source at all. Why does he know that?!

Unknowingly, Bai muxiao's back has been dripping with cold sweat. In front of the official language Bai, she is as ridiculous as a clown. He seems to be able to easily see through her everything, to the soul.

Although she tried to calm down, her pale face and confused eyes had already revealed her heart.The emperor has been looking at her, this moment, he has been able to affirm! How dare this bold woman deceive the king to such an extent!

People looked at each other, and Guan yubai wanted to make another topic, but Bai muxiao didn't dare to answer, and even reacted so fiercely. There must be something strange about this!

Even Han lingfu at the moment also feel something wrong, Bai muxiao that flustered eyes let him have a question after another, he can no longer deceive himself, Xiaoer she is really wrong!

But in any case, as we all know, Xiao'er is his woman. If she loses her face in full view of the public, his face will be no better.

Han Ling Fu calmed down and pretended to be indifferent and said with a smile: "father, although the poem is elegant, it still needs cannibalism. Now it's almost time to garrison, and the table surface of Mingyu hall is ready. Do you want to drive Mingyu hall

His move is abrupt, even if he is a fool, he can see that he is saving the field for Bai muxiao.

For a while, Han lingfu suddenly became the focus of the public's eyes. People who had doubts about Han lingfu immediately felt their truth because of these words.

In the crowd, a middle-aged beautiful woman couldn't help saying to her friend, "Miss Bai is so talented. How could she make such a mistake today?"

"Yes." Her friend also agreed and said casually, "it's not as if she doesn't know the tone of the tone."

"Is Mrs. Wang joking that she doesn't know how to write words in pingze?" A girl with an oval face said, "I've heard the two Ci poems that white girl can make in Jinxin. They are not only correct in tone and tone, but also wonderful enough to last forever."

"Then why did anyihou just modify a few lines of tonal tone to" shuidiao Ge tou ", and then Miss Bai could not A young woman asked the doubts in everyone's mind.

"Isn't it that she did all those words?" The goose egg faced girl hesitated to guess. At first, she thought that her guess was ridiculous, but after careful consideration, she felt that only in this way could Bai muxiao's wrong situation be explained.

People's speculation is also inevitable, if there seems to be no ground into the emperor's ears, let him feel more angry.

I was deceived by her and praised her poems three times. Now I think it's like a joke. Maybe others will think that he has no vision!

But even if the emperor's heart no matter how angry, this time also inconvenient in the public under the interrogation Bai muxiao.

After all, Bai muxiao, on behalf of Dayu, won the Baiyue holy daughter in the poetry competition of Jinxin Association. If Bai muxiao was suspected of fraud, would it not mean that the Baiyue Saint won the fourth prize in Jinxin club? That would be a shame to Da Yu!

The Emperor didn't want to think deeply, and said in a cold voice, "put and drive the bright jade hall!" He swung his sleeve and strode forward, with a distinct displeasure in his manner.

A good Mid Autumn Festival moon watching is the destruction of interest!

Han Ling Fu is also uncomfortable in the heart, just that kind of argument seems to give him countless doubts to provide an answer, a simply let him can not accept the answer. If Xiao'er's poems are not really written by her, then she has been deceiving him?

He was cheated by his favorite woman

Han lingfu did not dare to see Bai muxiao, for fear that he could not help but want to ask a clear understanding.

Han Ling Fu closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and quickly followed the emperor.

Soon, the ministers and the women left with the emperor's steps, and no one paid any attention to Bai muxiao. She was left standing alone in the same place. The sound of insects could be heard clearly.

She stood in the same place and looked at the figure of someone in the crowd who had left. He was still so elegant and elegant, as if he were a banished immortal

He gradually away, from the beginning to the end did not look back at her Did he not want her?

Her heart was so painful that she could hardly breathe. A flame of shame and unwillingness lit up in her heart

Why are they doing this to her?!

Why?!

Her mind was in a mess, and she didn't even notice that when she left, she took a special look at her.

At this time, Pai Yi and a Chita were walking at the end of the crowd. They saw the latter with a sarcastic smile on their face: "it turns out that she didn't write the words at the Jinxin meeting However, it seems that the emperor daryu did not recognize him. "

"The Jinxin association has passed away. The emperor of Dayu has not made a final conclusion about it. She is still the leader of the Wensai of Jinxin Association." "After all, we are weak, and your highness is still in the hands of emperor Dayu. So far, we can't question the agreement of Jinxin Association any more Originally, I was worried that Bai muxiao had a high spirit and it was difficult for her to deal with the issue of cooperation easily. But now, I am 90% sure. "

"When are you going, your highness?"

"No hurry." "I'm not too late to go when she's desperate It won't be long. " This time, she is bound to make great achievements to redeem the mistake of the last Jinxin meeting.

As expected, Bai muxiao was in a desperate situation.

After the Mid Autumn Festival, rumors spread out in YINGLAN palace that she had embezzled other people's poems. She even said that those poems were made by a scholar who had fallen out of school. Bai muxiao wrote poems for himself in exchange for funding his study. The speculation during this period occasionally had a fragrant color, as if the third prince had already covered the roof with green clouds.As long as Bai muxiao steps out of the LAN Zhu Zhai, he will meet with the disdainful eyes of all.

Plagiarism is the most despised act.

They used to praise her poems, but now they are disgusted with her character.

Even Han Ling Fu has been indifferent to her a lot, even for a few days has never appeared in front of her, no longer the former solicitude.

All the people in the palace were human spirits. They had seen the third prince doting on the concubine who had not passed the gate. They were all very warm and attentive. But now, when she seemed to have lost her favor, she immediately changed. Not only did her servant girl go to the big kitchen to get the meal, but also it took her an hour or two to ask for hot water.

Bai muxiao originally thought that the days after she was brought back from Nangong house was the most humiliating time in her life. However, at that time, she had the name of the third prince's concubine, and the White House did not neglect her too much. And now

She once felt that even without Han lingfu, she could live well and start a new relationship. However, the reality seemed to laugh at her innocence, revealing the cruel truth to her again and again.

"Big girl." Bichen came into the room with a three-layer food box and said in a soft voice, "the dinner has been brought. Would you like to have a meal?"

Bai muxiao nodded and Bi trace put the food box on the table and took off the cover. She stopped, forced to smile and said: "big girl, the maid seems to take the wrong, maid..." As you speak, you close the lid.

"Let me see." Bai muxiao reached out to stop her and took a look at the food box.

Her order was four dishes, one soup and two plates of snacks, but there was only one plate of the most common sugar cake, a plate of green leafy vegetables and a bowl of soup that had been cold for a long time.

She didn't expect to prepare for the meal sooner than she did.

That's what it's like to be human?

"There must be a mistake in the kitchen." Green mark is busy to say, "maidservant goes to change now."

"No, it won't make people laugh." Bai muxiao waved weakly and said, "..." Take it and share it, and leave me alone. "

Bichen and Biluo looked at each other, took the food box and quietly backed down.

Bai muxiao walked to the window alone. It was dark outside. The thick night seemed to engulf her heart.

"Why, why are they killing me?"

Over the past few days, she kept recalling the mid autumn festival day and night. She was almost sure that it was a game set by Xiao Yi and Guan yubai.

She has always had no grudges or enmities with Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi must have done so because someone instigated her. Nangong Yue is the only one who can be so shameless.

It's nangongyue! It must be her!

Bai muxiao clenched his fist tightly, his face was full of hatred

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