Chapter 269 Revealing Zhou Shihui
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the lords and their families were invited to a moon-viewing banquet.
The royal family also expressed its apology and sent the invitations to the palace banquet to several famous literati in Qingming College. These literati were quite talented and had a good status in the literary world.
King Huai had spent the past two days entertaining and wooing her. After all, Anyuan Houfu chose to marry Princess Fulu, which also showed the attitude of the East Palace.
Xie Xiangxiang's bones were cold, and even when the literati from Qingming College came to the palace, they looked like literati and all wore white clothes.
The Zhou family no longer has the position of Lord, but after all, the Zhou family's official position has not been deposed. There is still the queen's natal family, but they no longer have the high position they used to have.
Alone, Zhou Qing and his mother and daughter are still in high positions, which can't help but make everyone full of speculation.
After Emperor Huilin talked about a long list of Mid-Autumn Festival reunion nights, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet began.
Lu Chen and Qiao Jinniang didn't expect that the mountain would be blocked by heavy snow until the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Qiao Jinniang even missed celebrating Xi'er's birthday at noon.
As soon as they returned to Luoyang, the two of them changed into the attire for the palace banquet in the carriage.
When they arrived at the palace, a banquet was already held.
The two arrived late, and Qiao Jinniang was accompanied by a young girl, making everyone curious about the girl's identity.
The first time Qiu Yue came to this palace for a night banquet, she was so scared that her legs and feet were weak. "Qiu Yue, a commoner, has seen your Majesty."
Qiao Jinniang said: "Father and Queen, this is Qiuyue layman, whose works are widely spread in the world. My son and I fell in love with her at the old king's sight, so we specially brought her to the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet."
All the princes and grandsons blushed when they heard layman Qiuyue.
They couldn't believe that the author of the book when they secretly read it was such a young woman.
Empress Zhou said: "He is originally a layman of Qiuyue, so let someone add another position."
Nowadays, writing poems and songs is most popular in Luoyang. During such a festival, students from Qingming College are here, so it is inevitable to write some poems.
Zhou Shihui stood up and said: "The ancients said that it is a good idea to use bricks to attract jade. If a minister is not talented, she has the courage to write a poem first."
"Miss Zhou is Zhou Qinghe's only daughter, and she must be a very talented poet."
"Yes, that's right. I heard that when Miss Zhou entered Qingming College, she wrote the Treatise on the Six Kingdoms, which was beyond the reach of all the teachers in the college!"
Zhou Shihui looked at the bright moon in the sky with confidence and said: "When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky for my wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky."
"Okay, it's very well written!" The lyrics were only average, and there was a lot of applause from below.
"When will the bright moon come? Asking the blue sky for wine, such a poetic talent is rare in the world."
Seeing Qiu Yue's expression on the side, Qiao Jinniang asked, "What's wrong?"
"This mother and daughter are so shameless. This poem is my favorite poet's poem. It has been passed down through the ages, but they dare to steal it."
Qiu Yue whispered back to Qiao Jinniang.
Qiao Jinniang stood up and said, "Princess Yuquan, are you sure you wrote this poem?"
Zhou Shihui said: "Natural!"
"But I have seen this poem in Qiuyue layman's study. It was written by her master."
Qiao Jinniang said, "How come it is your poem exactly word for word?"
Qiu Yue stood up and spoke out the unfinished poem of Zhou Shihui: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight in the palace in the sky."
I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?
Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye?
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. Nung, moon and new moon. "
"This poem was written by my ancestor Su Zizhan, but it has never been circulated in the world. How could it become the poem of Princess Yuquan!"
Zhou Shihui looked at Zhou Qinghe nervously.
Zhou Qinghe frowned and looked at Qiu Yue.
Among them, a literati from Qingming College said: "It is inevitable that the first sentence of these words is similar. How about asking Princess Yuquan to continue writing the following words?"
Zhou Shihui trembled, not wanting to make a joke in front of everyone and embarrass himself, so he held on and said:
"The poem that layman Qiuyue mentioned just now is what I wrote, but it was heard before when I wrote this poem.
There is no guarantee that the ancestors of layman Qiuyue just listened to my poems and copied them. "
This poem was written by her mother. Her mother's literary talent was so good and she could write so many famous lines through the ages. It couldn't be the poems of other ancestors.
Qiu Yue said: "I have never seen such a shameless person. The talents of my ancestors are the best in the world, and the famous poems they wrote can be passed down for thousands of years. You said you wrote it, then when did you write this poem? What else? Who will testify?”
Qiao Jinniang said to Zhou Shihui: "Such a good word will definitely spread if someone hears it. Why haven't you heard it in the first place?"
Zhou Shihui kept looking at Zhou Qinghe.
Zhou Qinghe said: "This poem was indeed written by my family Shi Hui. It was written in a teaching workshop in Yangzhou. It was also written by Shi Hui because he missed his parents.
There were people in the church who were not familiar with writing, so this good poem did not spread. All the people in the Yangzhou Jiaofang can testify to this matter. "
Qiao Jinniang said: "Then it would be better to let Zhou Shihui compose another poem that has never been shown to others."
Zhou Shihui thought of the poems he had read in his mother's study yesterday, picked one at random, recited it and said: "The shadow of the frost turns to the courtyard, and this evening I am alone..."
Qiu Yue said: "Stop, the shadow of the wheel of frost turns to Tingwu, how can the person who is detained this night be Du Xiang Ou? This rhyme doesn't make sense. It should be Du Xiangyu."
Also, Princess Yuquan, what a coincidence, this is a poem by another of my seniors, Yan Shu.
The correct one should be that the shadow of the round frost turns to Tingwu, and this night, the person is alone in the corner. It may not be that Su'e has no regrets, the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely..."
Qiao Jinniang smiled lightly and said: "Princess Yuquan, I just asked you to write a poem that you have never shown to others. Why does this collide with the poems of Senior Qiuyue Jushi, and your rhythm is wrong? !”
Zhou Shihui looked at Zhou Qinghe. She chose poems that her mother had written on her desk.
She asked her mother, who said she wrote it herself.
Zhou Shihui believed his mother without any doubt, but he didn't know that her mother used someone else's poem? Or is it the senior layman Qiuyue who stole my mother’s poems?
Qiao Jinniang gently shook her fan and said, "I just heard that students from Qingming College praised Princess Yuquan's articles. It would be too embarrassing to usurp other people's poems like this."
Princess Wenhua followed: "The Crown Princess is right. Some people are proud to say that they don't know a word of Fulu, but Fulu is rare and sincere. It's not like some people who take other people's poems as their own." ."
Jinghua smiled and said: "I wonder if the article I entered into Qingming College was also based on someone else's article?"
Zhou Shihui's face turned red. She had never been so ashamed. Her literary talent was not bad, but after all, when she was a child, her grandma from Yangzhou discovered her appearance in a theater troupe and treated her like a thin horse.
Her literary talent is not weak, but she is still far from getting into Qingming College.
It was her mother who wrote an article and gave it to her, and she was able to enter Qingming College.
My mother's article was not considered plagiarism. Now that Qiao Jinniang and the two princesses were laughing at her, Zhou Shihui didn't know what to do for a while!