Chapter 999 306 Plagiarism?

As soon as the hour came, the gong sounded, and then Mrs. Jijiu appeared in the venue, followed by two blue-clothed maidservants, each holding a huge fortune-teller.

Compared with other projects such as music art, calligraphy, painting, etc., this poetry competition has a very different place. Once the question is leaked before the competition, even if it is a fool, he can find someone else to catch the knife and easily win the leader.

In order to prevent the leakage of the final exam questions, the Jinxin Club finals in the past years have prepared two lottery boxes, prepared the name of the 100th lottery and the theme of the 100th lottery, and then drawn them on the spot.

In this way, there are 10,000 possibilities. Even if the signed content is leaked, it will not have much impact on the game.

It's just that in previous years' Jinxin Club finals, Mrs. Jijiu and a judge drew one lottery respectively, but today's competition is related to the battle between Dayu and Baiyue, so this opportunity to draw the second lottery was given to him. Clothes.

Mrs. Jijiu first drew the first lottery, and the word card was named "Jiangchengzi".

Then, he went up to draw the second lottery, and set the theme as "Dream".

That is to say, the eight girls have to write a poem with "Dream" as the theme and "Jiangchengzi" as the word card.

The chamberlain of Qionghua Pavilion immediately wrote the name and theme of the word brand on a roll of white paper, put it down from the railing on the second floor, and displayed the title in front of everyone in Qiushui Pavilion and Tingzhu Pavilion.

The gong sounded again. This time, the poetry competition was officially started. The competition time was two sticks of incense. .

Jiang Chengzi, a dream.

Several Guozijian students couldn't help but imagine what words they could improvise if they were in this arena. Listening to the silence in the bamboo pavilion, most of the young sons stared and thought.

The name of the word "Jiangchengzi" first stipulates the number of words, flatness, and total number of sentences in each sentence... and then puts on the theme of "dream".

The time is only two sticks of incense...

Even if you can barely make a song, it's hard to come up with a masterpiece!

While thinking about it, they found that there was a girl who started writing for the first time. Just like in the preliminary round, it was Bai Muxiao again!

Although the surrounding spectators couldn't see what she wrote on the paper, they still stared at her, watching her write down freely, watching her elegant but free and easy attitude, Seeing her bright eyes shone with a radiance of self-confidence...

Soon, Bai Muxiao stopped writing decisively, and after a quick check, she ended up gracefully.

The rules of the finals were borrowed from the imperial examinations. The words and compositions made by the girls would be copied and copied, and their handwritings were covered up, and then they were anonymously handed over to the judges and the students of the Guozijian for tasting, and then the leader was selected.

Bai Muxiao has already handed in the paper before the incense stick is half burned. If it was before, her move would definitely put a lot of pressure on other Dayu girls, but at this moment, these Dayu girls are relieved because of this. Today, it has been It's not a competition between Dayu girls, as long as Bai Muxiao can win the Baiyue Saintess, even if they treat her as a green leaf today, it's fine.

After Bai Muxiao came off the stage, all eyes naturally turned to Qi Yi, who was indeed not an ordinary woman. Even in such a situation, she still had her back straight and sat in the same place without looking sideways, looking at her nose and nose. Looking at the mouth, the mouth and the heart, as if she didn't know what was going on around her... It was not until nearly a third of the second incense stick was burned that she started writing with confidence.

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

It's just a short two sticks of incense. Most of the words are just flat and square, and they are smooth. It really doesn't have any artistic conception... Until the blue-clothed maid read the fifth song:

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, I don't think about it, I'll never forget it. A lonely grave a thousand miles away, nowhere to speak is desolate. Even if I don't know each other, my face is full of dust, and my temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly return to my hometown, and Xiaoxuan window is dressing. Look after each other. No words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that every year where the intestines are broken, the moonlit night will be short of Matsuoka."

As soon as this masterpiece was read out, the entire Tingzhu Pavilion instantly boiled, as if a pot had exploded.

"Wonderful, wonderful! It's really a masterpiece!" A snow-clothed young man stood up suddenly, full of praise, "Ten years of life and death are boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it. Such a good sentence is really rare to hear once in ten years. what!"

"Not bad, not bad." Another pedantic-looking young man shook his head and said, "This is a record of reality in the upper que, and a dream in the lower que, and the combination of reality and reality is really ingenious."

"These sentences are like commonplace words, but they come from the bottom of my heart, with deep emotion and sadness. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have dared to imagine that this is a woman who is under the age of 20 in just two sticks. Xiangnai's excellent work! It makes me sigh!" Another young man in blue robes shook his paper fan and praised.

"Who said that women are not as good as men!" Mr. Xueyi said with emotion, "...but who actually wrote this poem?"

Even if they haven't read the remaining two lyric works, they have already concluded that this lyric work must be the well-deserved leader today.

But if this word was made by the saintess's clothes, then Dayu can really...

Everyone looked at each other, and felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

Not only listening to the young masters in the bamboo pavilion, but also in the autumn water pavilion.

Seeing the worried expressions of Fu Yunyan, Yuan Yuyi, and the others, Nangong Yue suddenly said with certainty, "This should be the work of my cousin."

Several girls all looked at her, with obvious relief on their faces.

Yuan Yuyi patted her chest and said, "Since you said that, Yue'er, I'm relieved." Although Yuan Yuyi always felt that the cousin Nangong Yue was surly, she often looked at everyone with a strange look, which was really annoying. People don't like it, but when it's about Dayu's honor and interests, of course she still hopes Bai Muxiao... No, she hopes Dayu can win!

Now that Dayu was already winning, Yuan Yuyi and Fu Yunyan were relieved, biting their ears mutteringly and laughing at Yan Yan.

On the other hand, Nangong Yue had a strange expression on her face.

Nangong Yue was so sure that this poem was written by Bai Muxiao, not because of her confidence or understanding of Bai Muxiao, but because this poem was familiar to her.

That's right, she knows the word too!

It's not that the poem was written by her, and it's not that the poem was not written by Bai Muxiao.

The problem is precisely -

The word "also" in the previous life was written by Bai Muxiao, and every word was exactly the same.

As it is now, this song "Jiang Chengzi" was released, and it shocked the audience and attracted the praise of countless scholars and scholars.

I still remember that Bai Muxiao wrote this poem two years later when she was fifteen years old. It was when Bai Muxiao attended a small banquet held by a lady in the capital. Taking "missing" as the theme, he wrote poems and lyrics, so Bai Muxiao improvised the song "Jiangchengzi" in seven steps. The eyes of several ladies were hazy with tears. After the small banquet, such a masterpiece spread quickly among scholars and scholars, and even spread to the north and south of the Yangtze River. Everyone in the world knows that the white Biao girl of Nangong Mansion is extremely talented in writing, and she deserves to have the Nangong family flowing on her body. blood!

Nangong Yue stares, although she is not good at poetry, she also knows that poetry has the most important artistic conception. In different periods and in different environments, poets or poets have different moods and experiences. Therefore, the poems they make will always have different words and artistic conception. Slight differences, so that the entire poem will produce some extremely subtle differences.

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

At first glance, this song "Jiangchengzi" does fit both themes, but after a closer look, you will realize that "dream" just happens to be related to Xia Que. The theme of this song should be "Missing" his deceased wife.

When you think about it, it's even more interesting.

Although it is not necessary to write poems and lyrics from her own standpoint, why does Bai Muxiao, a weak woman, think about her deceased wife from the perspective of a man?

Not to mention that Bai Muxiao is just an unmarried boudoir girl!

If it was said that Bai Muxiao had an idea in the past life, what about this life? What inspired her at the moment of the Jinxin Club final?

Nangong Yue was thoughtful, and recited the song "Jiang Chengzi" again in her heart.

The last two sentences, "Moony Night, Short Matsuoka", can be said to be lonely and lonely, but Nangong Yue stared at it and found something strange.

According to this poem, the poet's wife was finally buried on a hill covered with dwarf pines, but in fact, according to the custom of Dayu, cypresses were planted on the hills in the north and pine trees were planted on the hills in the south. Nangong Yue had lived with her grandfather's grandfather's house in the south before she knew this for a few years in her previous life, and how did Bai Muxiao, who hadn't left the capital since she was born, know about it?

Doubt one after another...

Nangong Yue couldn't help but have an idea in her heart—

Could it be that this song "Jiang Chengzi" was not made by Bai Muxiao?

In a previous life, Nangong Yue had also wondered why Bai Muxiao, a little girl, could write poems with different styles, such as heroic, graceful, or sad, and so on. However, these poems by Bai Muxiao were indeed Nangong Yue had never heard of it. Although she herself is not good at poetry, she was born in a Nangong family, and she has never read a few books. And since Bai Muxiao became famous in her previous life, countless well-educated people have sung her poems, and no one has testified that Bai Muxiao misappropriated others...

Are you being too concerned about yourself?

Maybe Bai Muxiao is gifted in poetry?

While Nangong Yue lowered her eyes and pondered, Guan Yubai in Qionghua Pavilion was also looking at the song "Jiang Chengzi", and his usual light smile appeared on his handsome face.

Xiao Yi didn't dare to be interested in poetry or anything at all, but from Guan Yubai's expression, he knew that in this round of competition, Dayu should definitely win. In other words, the day after tomorrow's royal match will be the final battle between Dayu and Baiyue in the Jinxin Club!

Xiao Yi casually picked up a fresh fruit on the side of the fruit bowl, nibbled it casually, and couldn't stop looking in the direction of Qingshui Pavilion.

The emperor by the railing turned his head and asked Guan Yubai, "Marquis Anyi, how do you feel about this game?"

The official language said with a smile: "Da Yu will win."

The emperor raised his brows and said with great interest, "Could it be that Marquis Anyi already knows the owner of this poem?"

Guan Yubai's voice was leisurely and calm, "If you don't hide it from the emperor, this minister is 90% sure."

Yun Cheng suggested with a smile on the side, "Then Marquis Anyi might as well take a guess and write his name on a piece of paper. When the leader is announced later, let's see if Marquis Anyi guessed it right. What does the emperor think?"

There was a flash of interest in the emperor's eyes. The official language Bai was always considered to have no last resort. He said so, I'm afraid at least 80%, oh no, 90% sure? This made the emperor's mood a lot better, nodded and agreed.

So Guan Yubai walked over to a desk, quickly wrote a word, then folded it up, tucked it into his sleeve and handed it to Yuncheng.

Yun Cheng didn't rush to look at it, but just put it on the table on the side.

Soon, Mrs. Jijiu counted the voting results of all the judges and Guozijian students and reported them to the emperor.

The emperor nodded with a smile on his lips.

At this moment, a little waiter stood by the railing and announced in a loud voice that the leader of the poetry competition was the daughter of the Bai family, and recited the song "Ten Years of Life and Death".

At the same time, Yun Cheng also showed the piece of paper in his hand to everyone, and the word "white" was written on the piece of white paper in the official language.

There was an uproar in Qionghua Pavilion again, not knowing whether it was Bai Muxiao's skill in writing lyrics, or Guanyu Bai's intelligence like Zhuge Reincarnation.

The emperor was also overjoyed and fortunate in his heart, fortunately, this song "Ten Years of Life and Death" was made by the daughter of the Bai family.

Han Lingfu, who was beside the emperor, tried hard to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and was proud of his Xiao'er, his eyes like cold stars shone brightly.

His Xiao'er was as amazing as ever, and she was able to make such a world-shattering speech in such a short period of time.

She must be thinking of herself when she composes this song!

"Ten years of life and death..." Han Lingfu thought silently in his heart.

The ancients said: If you don’t see each other for one day, it’s like every three autumns!

Xiao'er must have felt something in her heart, and then she will feel it and make a good sentence of "ten years of life and death".

That's right, Xiao'er was jealous of Li Yi just because she cared about him.

Xiao'er is working so hard to improve her status and be side by side with him because she has him in her heart!

Xiao'er really did not disappoint him, she made a big splash at the Jinxin meeting and won back face for Dayu!

This time, the father emperor will definitely change Xiao'er's outlook completely, and it will not make Xiao'er aggrieved and marry him as a concubine.

Han Lingfu's scorching eyes couldn't help but look at the pavilion outside the arena.

At this moment, the eight participating girls were in the pavilion. They had just learned the result of the competition, and couldn't help but look at Bai Muxiao and the saintess.

In the four games of Jinxin Club, Qiyi lost for the first time!

They thought that Qiyi would be annoyed and unwilling, but they didn't expect that she still smiled faintly, stood up calmly, and walked towards Bai Muxiao.

"Miss Bai has an extraordinary talent, and she is ashamed of herself."

He put on his clothes and was generously blessed, and the corners of his mouth under the veil were slightly hooked, thinking of that noble and elegant third prince, and he thought: Yes, such an outstanding man, his confidante, the woman he admired in his heart, naturally It won't be any ordinary mortal woman!

Before the competition, she had already found out about Bai Muxiao's talent in poetry and lyric writing. She had made one after another amazing works. She knew that in this competition, Bai Muxiao must be her. The biggest opponent to win the championship.

The result was as expected!

Li Yi's pair of clear blue eyes stared at Bai Muxiao for a while, as if to say that even if she loses today, it doesn't mean she is a loser! Tomorrow is her real battlefield!

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

This one is nothing but abandonment...

Bai Muxiao glanced at Qi Yi lightly, with a half-smile but not a smile, as if to say, how can a defeated general speak bravely?

Bai Muxiao put on her clothes and blessed her body, then left, leaving only a thin and arrogant back.

Today's Jinxin meeting is over. Unlike the day before, the emperor is in a good mood, so Xiao Yi doesn't have to continue to accompany the holy car, and happily returns to the palace with Nangong Yue.

When she returned to her home, she was supposed to be relieved and relaxed, but as soon as Nangong Yue saw An Niang waiting there holding a medicinal meal, she suddenly felt bad.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiao Yi looking at her with a smile, with an expression of "hurry up and drink it".

This guy, since he came to Sunflower Water, he has become An Niang's most loyal supporter, what An Niang on the left said, and another An Niang instructed.

Nangong Yue sighed helplessly, and said to An Niang coquettishly, "An Niang, look, I have gained a lot of weight. If I drink this medicinal meal, I won't be able to wear the summer shirt I just made."

Before An Niang could speak, Xiao Yi said boldly: "That's not easy, the summer shirts are all redone!"

Nangong Yue looked at the cup of medicinal food with a bitter face, and wanted to struggle for a while, when Xiao Yi said pitifully: "Stinky girl, if you let me eat medicinal food, I will definitely say nothing!"

Xiao Yi's original intention was just to show loyalty, but the speaker had no intention, the listener had a heart, and when he heard Nangong Yue's ears, a different kind of feeling was born.

Yes, Xiao Yi lost his mother since he was a child, even when his grandfather was alive, I am afraid that he would not care about the small details of his life.

Nangong Yue sat down at the table with her eyes down, and after drinking the medicinal food in a rush, she suddenly said, "Ayi, how about I come to cook for lunch today?"

Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily, "Okay! Of course it is!"

In fact, lunch was already prepared for the master in the kitchen, but since the master was rarely interested, no one would be ignorant to mention it.

The more Xiao Yi thought about it, the happier he became, and excitedly started ordering: "Stinky girl, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed pork with lotus leaf powder, braised hooves..."

This guy... The corner of Nangong Yue's mouth twitched, and he really can climb up the pole.

Seeing his high-spirited appearance, Nangong Yue's eyes were also filled with a smile.

In fact, this feeling is really good!

Seeing this, Baihui smartly instructed the little maid to inform the small kitchen to do some preparatory work. Since Xiao Yi ordered these dishes, no matter whether Nangongyue cooks or not, the ingredients must be prepared quickly.

Nangong Yue changed into the casual clothes she was wearing in the mansion, and was about to go to the small kitchen. Xiao Yi followed behind her, and said diligently, "Stinky girl, can I go and help you?"

Get started?

Nangong Yue remembered that when she was newly married, Xiao Yi also said that she would fight for herself, and in the end the whole kitchen was in a mess.

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

"Okay!" Nangong Yue replied with a smile, Lily behind the two pouted silently, washing vegetables, chopping vegetables, etc., naturally by the old woman in the small kitchen, where would it be your son's turn to take action.

The two quickly arrived at the small kitchen, and Mrs. Song, who got the news, was already waiting for them at the entrance of the small kitchen. Seeing her appearance, she was so nervous that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

Knowing that the master was coming, the small kitchen showed its strong fighting power. In this short period of time, all the required materials were washed and cut.

So Xiao Yi, a vegetable washer and vegetable cutter, was no longer useful, so he could only temporarily change to a vegetable delivery worker, but he, a person who couldn't even tell the difference between onions and garlic, was a burden in the kitchen. Unknowingly, he followed Nangongyue's back to steal vegetables to eat. Seeing that this time his great show would be made like that day by him, Nangongyue hurriedly kicked him out of the small kitchen coquettishly.

Mrs. Song hurriedly brought the tumbler over to give the prince a seat.

Under Xiao Yi's burning gaze, Nangong Yue finally cooked four dishes... It took more than half an hour for the two of them to eat. It was already past noon, and Nangongyue didn't feel hungry after using the medicated diet, but Xiao Yi was already hungry, he ate three bowls of rice, and even took the venue to clean up all the dishes that Nangongyue made.

Nangong Yue kept looking at him with a smile, feeling as if something was about to overflow in her heart...

After the two of them had lunch, Nangong Yue couldn't wait to take a shower and change clothes to wash off the smell of soot from her body.

Xiao Yi carefully helped Nangong Yue dry her hair, and then urged eagerly, "It's almost time. You stinky girl, hurry up and take a nap."

Nangong Yue, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, was speechless. She wanted to say that her sunflower water was over, she wanted to say that she was not a patient... But in the end, all the words turned into a smile on her face.

Take a nap, take a nap, and rest your mind.

She lay down on the couch obediently, but she didn't feel sleepy... So she couldn't help turning over for the first time, then the second time... When she turned over for the fifth time, she found a handsome face at some point. The edge of the couch suddenly zoomed in in front of her, so close that you could almost see the long eyelashes, so close that you could feel each other's breath...

No matter how handsome and pleasing Xiao Yi's appearance was, at this time, there was nothing but shock left, and Nangong Yue shrank back subconsciously.

"Stinky girl, do you have something on your mind?" Xiao Yi reluctantly got closer. After coming out of Guozijian, he faintly felt that Nangongyue was a little absent-minded.

Nangong Yue hesitated for a while, although she said that Bai Muxiao had nothing to do with her, but she had doubts but couldn't find an answer, so she couldn't help but haunt her.

If Xiao Yi didn't ask, she didn't plan to talk about Bai Muxiao, but since he asked, Nangong Yue told Xiao Yi her suspicions one by one.

Xiao Yi raised his brows, and suddenly said with a smile, "Stinky girl, what you said is somewhat similar to Xiaobai."

"Master Guan?" Nangong Yue suddenly regained her energy and asked curiously, "What did Master Guan say?"

"Xiao Bai said that poetry is like a person. People's temperament and experience will affect the choice of words and sentences. When different people make poems, they often bring their own unique styles inadvertently. However, he has seen Bai's style. The description styles of the several poems written by the woman are quite different. If these poems were written by the same person, then..." Xiao Yi recalled what Guan Yubai said at the time, and couldn't help but feel interesting and said, "Then this person must be It was because of the repeated fatal blows that caused the character to change dramatically again and again!"

"If the official son also said the same..." Nangong Yue couldn't help muttering, "Could it be that these poems are really not written by my white cousin?"

In this way, it seems to make some sense. The Bai family has long since fallen into disrepair, and Bai Muxiao also went to school in those days in the Nangong family. Most of them were taught by her mother, Nangong Yun. Can such Bai Muxiao really make such an amazing work?

"Since Xiaobai said so, it shouldn't be wrong." Xiao Yi didn't care about Bai's daughter, but just didn't want her stinky girl to be so troubled. "Stinky girl, I'll just send someone to check."

"Alright." Nangong Yue nodded in agreement. Although this matter was irrelevant, she always felt a little uneasy if she didn't understand it. She yawned and her sleepiness gradually started to say, "...The day after tomorrow will be the 'Yu' match. , I have to go and cheer up Liu Niang!"

Fu Yunyan's jinxin post was "Yu", and naturally she also entered the finals, that is to say, she will face Qiyi in the future.

"Liu Niang's riding and archery was taught by grandmother Yong Yang, and she is by no means inferior to the men on the battlefield. She will definitely not lose this match." Xiao Yi was so confident that Nangong Yue was relieved a lot, and then she suddenly smiled when she saw him He blinked, "Why don't I sleep with you?"

sleep together?

A faint blush appeared on Nangong Yue's face, extending from her cheeks to the snow-white neck. Her skin was fair and flawless, and the blush was particularly eye-catching, as delicate and gorgeous as a hibiscus.

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

Xiao Yi didn't hear what she said at all. He was almost dumbfounded, and he kissed Nangong Yue's petal-like lips without thinking...

Then he quickly stepped back, turned his face to the other side, and said nonchalantly, "Then go to sleep."

Nangong Yue stared at his red ears, smiled sweetly, then turned over and quickly fell asleep...