The Favoured Medical Princess

Bai Muxiao glanced at the official language Bai, the former prestigious young general, standing there indifferently and elegantly, with a slight smile on his lips, and no sharpness was seen around him.

If she hadn't known for a long time that he was a mandarin, she would only think that he was a literati and pretended to be tall.

Bai Muxiao lowered his mind. This easy Hou was nothing more than a virtual prince with a Hou. His entire door was killed by the emperor. He had no family, no reason, no military power, no political power, and even lost martial arts.But even so, the emperor guarded him, and the servants did not dare to associate with him.

Officially speaking, the emperor can now count on him. Only by pleasing the emperor can he win a small foothold for him.

Thinking, Bai Muxiao calmed down, the clouds were light and windy, like the empty valley of Yulan.

The official language is white with a smile, the voice is as good as Wen Yu, and it is clean and unparalleled. "It is also a must for the servant to know the girl's lyricist. I want to ask the girl to write the title of "Mingyue" and "Shui Tiao Getou" as a nameplate..."

Hearing this, Bai Muxiao is already in a loose heart. Since ancient poets and poets loved to praise the moon, she has a lot of such poems.

Sure enough, as she expected, Mandarin Bai just took advantage of the opportunity to please the emperor. The legendary mandarin Mandarin Bai in front of power was nothing more than an influential generation.

Bai Muxiao's lips were slightly bent, her smile was a bit of publicity and pride, she used to be too careless, and from now on she will never give anyone the opportunity to bully her.

The voice of Bai Wenrun in the official language continued, "...just like that, it seems a bit boring. It's better to add some fun to another way, how about mixing "Bossman" and "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?"

Bai Muxiao's smile froze on her face.

Knead? Official Mandarin...What does he mean?

"An Yi Hou and I talk to me about how to blend?" There is also a hint of interest in the eyes of the emperor. The blending of the two brand names is naturally not the inherent format and peace. If a brand name is to be saved for the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, it will be one. A beautiful thing.

On the plain white face of the official language, the clouds were calm and clear, and he proposed with a smile: "It happens that the ending sentences of "Bodhisattva Man" are the same as the ending sentences of the top and bottom of the "Shui Tiao Songtou", and the flat tone is still harmonious. It is better to put How do you compare the last two sentences of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" in the last two sentences with the last sentence in "Bossman"?"

The flatness of the upper and lower tail sentences of "Shui Tiao Songtou" is: "Middle flat, middle flat, flat flat." Replace it with the last sentence of "Bosman", then the new flat sentence is: "Middle flat" Mediocre, mediocre and mediocre."

Everyone heard it with great interest, and some people even ordered the palace to fetch the pen and ink, write down the new peace, and hummed.

Bai Muxiao's heart was completely cold, and his heart was choppy and he was uncertain.

Exchange level?

She also studied rhyming books when she was in boudoir at the Nangong family, but she still understands Pingqi, but it's just two things.The most important thing is that after the replacement of the tie, it is not the water head song she knows!

What should she do?

Bai Muxiao's heart was in a panic. She glanced quickly at the official language. Is this occasional, or...

No, this is impossible!

The emperor looked at Bai Muxiao and asked with great interest: "White girl, would you like to give it a try?"

Bai Muxiao's face was extremely stiff, his lips moved slightly, and he was speechless.

"White girl?"

The smile on the emperor's face narrowed slightly, and it looked a little unpleasant.

Bai Muxiao knew that in this case, he would never say the word "no", only...

Bai Muxiao took a deep breath and said, "Min-kun... obey."

Soon, a palace person prepared a pen, ink, paper and ink on a book case, rubbed her ink, and laid out white paper.

Bai Muxiao sat down after the book case, his waist straight.

Time becomes particularly difficult at this moment...

Bai Muxiao held the pen tightly, the ink-filled pen, but never fell on the paper.

Bai Muxiao's brain is blank, and the pen in his hand seems to be very important.

Seeing her for a long time without writing, the people around him started to commotion again. , Can't write for a long time.

Bai Muxiao's silence and stiffness attracted more and more eyes. Everyone was whispering and quizzing, and Han Lingfu was also worried.He said: What is wrong with Xiaoer? Could it be physical discomfort? Is there any difficulty?

Nangong Yue's eyes gradually became more complicated, and she looked deeply at Bai Muxiao.Everyone was still confused, but at this moment Nangong Yue was already convinced.

In the past life, Bai Muxiao's poems have always been hand in hand, thinking no more than a tea time, as if she really is a literary star, born to write poetry.

This is the first time Nangong Yue sees Bai Muxiao troubled by writing poems...

It seems that he and Guan Bai's guess are correct.The poetry that Bai Muxiao used to be is not her work!

Otherwise, how can anyone who can make such a worldly work be stumped by the incompatibility between this flat and the original nameplate!

However, how did Bai Muxiao obtain poetry with different styles, and each capital is enough to be alive...

Yuan Yuyi pulled Lanan Gongyue's sleeve and asked with her eyes: Yueyue, what happened to your cousin today? Isn't she more amazing every time the situation is more urgent?

Nangong Yue didn't laugh.

Time passed a little bit, Bai Muxiao was stiff as a puppet, she knew she had to write something, otherwise it would only be more suspicious.

She took a deep breath and finally gritted her teeth and picked up the wolf pen on one side and drew it with ink.

Seeing her, she seemed to have decided her thoughts. Everyone's expressions were loose, and they felt that they had only suddenly changed their ties, so that Bai Muxiao couldn't make a sudden change.

Bai Muxiao wrote one stroke at a time, and never felt that writing was such a difficult thing.

Calligraphy is the calligrapher's state of mind and heart language.

The irritability in her heart was revealed in the strokes.

After she worked hard and finally closed the pen, the palace people who were serving immediately attentively helped her to dry the ink, and then picked up the white paper and read it: "When will the moon be? Ask the wine for the blue sky."

Unlike the previous opening of "Silent Night Thinking", which was extremely plain, these two sentences made all the people present brighten their eyes, "When will the bright moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian", treat Qingtian as a friend, and ask the wine to ask each other, it is really unpretentious, This opening is already a good sentence to pass down, it really does not seem to be done by a delicate little woman.

The palace continued to read: "I don't know what year the palace is in the sky, what year is it tonight..."

At this time, the audience was silent again, everyone was immersed in it, and many ministers who loved poetry had closed their eyes intoxicated, shaking their heads as the palace people chanted.

Until Gong people read: "Dancing and clearing the shadow, why does it seem to be in the world?" Someone immediately showed a strange color, these two sentences are still good sentences, but there seems to be something wrong...

How do the people who read the word understand the principle of peace, do not understand what is wrong, continue to recite and read the next que: "Turn Zhuge, low Qihu, according to sleeplessness. There should be no hatred, why is it going to be another time?" ..."

The commotion gradually subsided again, because except for the error in the last sentence, the next one was superb.In particular, the three sentences "People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is full of yin and qing, this matter is difficult to complete", so that the hearers feel the same, as if remembering the pain of separation from their relatives and friends, but there is a hint of hope in the heart. When the circle is round, there are times when people meet together.

In the voice of everyone, Gongren finally read the last two sentences: "I hope people will last for a long time, and there will be thousands of miles in common."

Full of uproar!

If this is a ``Water Song Head'', it can definitely be called a masterpiece of the unprecedented and the non-comer. From the layout to the setting to the use of words, the advantages are countless, the whole article is a good sentence, feel free to pick any sentence All make people feel meaningful and emotional.

The problem is--

The text is wrong!

Bai Muxiao's words are still in accordance with the original flatness of "Shui Tiao Songtou", whether it is "Dancing and clearing the shadow, why does it seem to be in the world?" or "I hope that people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles will be together." The original is the original. The flatness of "Shui Tiao Songtou": "Middle flat, flat, flat." Instead of the new flat flat: "Middle flat, flat, medium flat."

Just like writing an essay, no matter how good the essay is, how high the intention is, and how beautiful the words are, once the text is wrong, it is inferior.

The format of Bai Muxiao is wrong. If it is an exam or a competition, it will be disqualified first.

The emperor's complexion was not pretty, and he hadn't spoken for a long time.It was a good story that "Moon Moon When You Have" appeared in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Bai Muxiao missed the mistake.

Why is this Bai Muxiao even mistaken?

Academician Chen said with emotion: "The flaws do not conceal Yu. This song "The Head of Water Melody" has a lofty intention, novel ideas, and fresh and artistic conception."

"Not bad," said another minister, "'I wish people will live forever, and there will be thousands of miles in common.' If the words were changed for the sake of peace, I'm afraid they might not be so subtle." The minister couldn't help thinking: could it be that Bai Muxiao didn't write long before , Is tangled for this?

"Even if it's a good work, it's a big mistake when it's wrong!" Another voice said.This man looked at Bai Muxiao with suspicion, this woman can write such a good sentence, can't you really think of other poems to deal with the new peace?

Always feel weird!

Everyone expressed their opinions and the discussion became more and more intense.

Among the several Baiyue envoys in the rear, the saint girl squinted thoughtfully, although she did not know why Bai Muxiao had such a mistake, in her view, it was not difficult to modify the peace, even if the verse would be It’s not as good as it is now, but the whole sentence is excellent, even if there are a few weaker ones, it’s not flawed, and it won’t be controversial...

If it is said that Bai Muxiao is everyone, everyone always has everyone's heart.But she is just a local woman, if she is so proud of the emperor, she will not be reduced to just a concubine.

Taking a step back, even if Bai Muxiao really can't bear these two good sentences, he can write two different versions according to the original pingqin and the new pingqin.But she didn't do it, is it because... she can't?

Or even though Bai Muxiao is good at writing poetry, there is actually a big disadvantage, that is, he is not good at making peace?

Squinting slightly narrowed her eyes. This idea made her feel ridiculous. The rhyme book is the foundation of the foundation. Anyone who is enlightened will learn it.How can a person who can make so many masterpieces not even be good at it?

Dressing up looked meaningfully at Bai Muxiao and looked at her uneasy look under the eyes of everyone.

At this time, Master Li of the Hanlin Academy stepped forward and proposed: "Miss Bai, the girl's "When the Moon Comes" is indeed a worldly work, but this'text is not right', always makes people feel that the beauty is not enough. It is better to be like this , The girl revises it again? Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

Master Li's proposal immediately attracted everyone to whisper, and most people felt that this idea was indeed good.Even Han Lingfu felt that his eyes were bright.This is a great opportunity for Xiaoer to save the situation!

As long as you think about it carefully, you must be able to figure out the right sentence.

There must be no problem with Xiaoer's talent!

No one expected that Bai Muxiao hadn't made a noise for a long time. When the crowd waited to stir up again, Bai Muxiao slowly said: "Master Li, the forgiving women can't." Her breath was a little irritable. , But said calmly on the face, "Since this word is completed, it has a life like a baby, and I can't destroy it."

Her chin lifted slightly, and the silver moonlight covered her with a hazy tulle, which was very precious.

A young Hanlin in his early twenties thoughtfully looked at Bai Muxiao's eyes with a little respect.This "When the Moon Comes" is really unbelievable, and it has convinced everyone who heard it.

Several officials were also touched, but most of them were still suspicious. They felt that Bai Muxiao's remarks were somewhat far-fetched.

Guan Bai looked at this scene indifferently. As far as he is concerned, he just wanted to find out who the poems originated from. Now that the purpose has been achieved, he doesn't care about the follow-up.After all, Bai Muxiao is nothing but a irrelevant person.

The emperor's eyes were dull, and his expression was deep.For a while, he suddenly said to Mandarin Bai: "An Yihou, this question is from you. What do you think of this first word?"

"Emperor." The official Mandarin Bai smiled slightly, said indifferently, "This word is enough to be a masterpiece, but it's a pity..."

What a pity, the official Bai did not say it, but the meaning was obvious.

Seeing the emperor's eyes looking at him more and more full of doubts, Bai Muxiao finally couldn't overcome his impatience and blurted out: "What does An Yihou say?"

The white corners of the official language White's lips evoked a smile, not a smile, and said with a meaning: "...If I have another question, can White Girl give it a try?"

He got it!

He really needs to know!

Bai Muxiao suddenly felt five thunders burst, and his brain went blank.

It turns out that what happened today is not a temporary intention, but he deliberately... How is this possible?! The poems she made have no source at all, why would he know?!

Unconsciously, Bai Muxiao's back was dripping with sweat. In front of Mandarin Bai, she was as ridiculous as a clown.He seemed to be able to see through her all the way to the soul.

Although she tried to calm down, her pale face and chaotic watery eyes had revealed her heart.

The emperor kept looking at her, and at this moment, he was already sure! This daring civilian girl dared to bully the monarch so much!

Everyone looked at each other, and the official Mandarin Bai wanted to ask a question again, but Bai Muxiao was afraid to respond, and even reacted so violently, this must be strange!

Even Han Lingfu felt something wrong at the moment, Bai Muxiao's panic-stricken eyes gave him one question after another, he could no longer deceive himself, Xiaoer she was indeed wrong!

In any case, as everyone knows, Xiao'er is his woman. If she loses her face under the eyes of all eyes, his face will not be much better.

Han Lingfu set his mind and took a step forward pretending to smile with nothing to do: "Father Emperor, although the poems are elegant, they still need to eat the fireworks on earth. Now it is almost time, and the seat of Mingyu Temple is ready, I don’t know the father emperor. Can you drive the Ming Jade Hall?"

He acted abruptly, and even the fool saw that he was saving Bai Muxiao.

For a time, Han Lingfu suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, and the people who had doubts about the Dou's feelings immediately felt the truth because of these few words of Han Lingfu.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged beautiful woman couldn't help but say to the friends beside her: "White girl is so talented, how can you make such a mistake today?"

"Yeah." The friend is also agreeable, saying casually, "I don't think she doesn't understand peace?"

"Ms. Wang is kidding, don't understand how to make words in the flat?" said a girl with an oval face. "I have heard the two words that Bai Bai will do in Jinxin. Not only are the flat words right, but they are also wonderful, and they are enough to live forever. ."

"Then why An Yihou just modified a few words for "Shui Tiao Songtou", and the white girl wouldn't have it?" A young woman asked everyone's doubts.

"Don't you say that the words she used to do weren't hers?" The oval-faced girl guessed hesitantly. At first, she thought that this guess was ridiculous, but after careful thought, she felt that this was the only way to explain Bai Muxiao's problems at this moment.

It was inevitable that everyone's guess would be introduced into the emperor's ears, which made him even more annoyed.

I was concealed by her, and I praised her poetry vigorously in the third round. Now I want to come, just like a joke, maybe someone else will think how embarrassed this emperor is!

But no matter how angry the emperor was, it was inconvenient to question Bai Muxiao under the eyes of the public.

After all, Bai Muxiao, on behalf of Dayu, won the Baiyue saint in the Jinxinhui poetry competition.If Bai Muxiao was questioned as a fake, wouldn't that mean Baiyue saint would win four winners in Jinxin? Really want to lose Dayu's face!

The emperor did not want to think about it, and said coldly, "Put on the Ming Jade Palace!"

A good Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing is considered to be ruined!

Han Lingfu was also uncomfortable. Fang Cai's comments seemed to provide an answer to countless doubts in his heart, an answer that he could not accept.If Xiaoer's poems are really not hers, then she has been cheating him all the time?

He was deceived by his favorite woman...

Han Lingfu didn't dare to see Bai Muxiao, fearing that he would not help but want to ask a clear understanding.

Han Lingfu closed his eyes and bit his teeth, quickly stalking behind the emperor.

Soon, the group ministers and all the female families left at the pace of the emperor, and no one paid any attention to Bai Muxiao, only leaving her standing alone in the same place, the surrounding was terribly quiet, and even the sound of insects was clear and audible. .

She stood in the same place, looking at the back of someone in the crowd away, he was still so elegant and elegant, like a fairy...

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

Her heart was almost breathless, and a flame of humiliation and unwillingness ignited from her heart...

Why do they hurt her like this?!

why?!

There was a mess in her mind, and she didn't even notice that when the dress was leaving, she gave her a special look.

Chen Yi and A Chi Da were walking at the end of the crowd at the time, and they saw the latter with a sneered smile: "It turns out that the words at the Jinxin meeting were not made by her. ... However, the Emperor Dayu saw I dare not recognize it."

"Jinxinhui has passed, and the Emperor Dayu did not make a final decision on this matter. She is still the leader of Jinxinhui's literary tournament." She thought very clearly, "After all, we are weak, Your Royal Highness It is still in the hands of Emperor Dayu. Until now, I can no longer question Jin Xinhui’s agreement...I was originally worried that Bai Muxiao was high-hearted and it was difficult for her to cope with the matter of cooperation, but now, I 90% are sure."

"His Highness, when are you going?"

"Not in a hurry," said Xiuyi, thinking, "I won't be late until she has nowhere to go...it shouldn't take long." This time she must make great efforts to redeem the last Jinxin meeting Ever.

As expected by Bai Yi, Bai Muxiao did soon reach a point of nowhere.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ying Lanxing Palace unknowingly rumors that she misappropriated others' poems, and even said that those poems were done by a scholar who had fallen behind, and Bai Muxiao replaced him on the condition of funding his study. Writing poems for himself, during which speculations were occasionally fragrant, as if the three princes had long been covered in green clouds.

As soon as Bai Muxiao stepped out of Lanzhuzhai, he would welcome everyone's disdain.

Plagiarism is the most despised act.

What admiration did they have for her "done" poems, but now how much they dislike her character.

Even Han Lingfu was a lot colder to her, and she never appeared in front of her again for several days.

The people in the palace were all elites. I saw that the three princes loved the side concubine who had not passed the door, and they were all very enthusiastic and waited hard.But now, when she found out that she had fallen out of favor, she immediately changed.Not only did the meal let her maid go to the big kitchen herself, but even if she had to take a bath, it would take one or two hours for the maid to get hot water.

Bai Muxiao originally thought that the days after being brought back to Baifu from Nangongfu were the most humiliating time of her life.However, at that time she had the reputation of being a concubine of the three princes, and Baifu should not be too sloppy about her.And now...

She used to think that even without Han Lingfu, she could live alone and start a new relationship. However, the reality seemed to mock her innocence, showing her cruel truth again and again.

"Big girl." Bi Zhen entered a room with a three-tier food box, and said softly, "The dinner has been brought, can you use it?"

Bai Muxiao nodded, and Bi Jian put the food box on the table and took off the lid.Her movements came to a halt, and she grinned reluctantly, "Large girl, the slave-servant seems to have taken it wrong, slave-servant..." As he said, he was about to cover it.

"Let me see." Bai Muxiao reached out to stop her and took the food container.

Her example is four dishes and one soup plus two plates of dim sum. In the edible box, there is only one plate of the most common white sugar cake, a plate of green leafy vegetables and a bowl of soup that has long been cold. There is nothing else.

This meal is getting worse day by day. She has been mentally prepared, but she didn't expect to do so regardless of her face.

This is the warmth?

"The kitchen must be wrong." Bihen said busy, "The slave-maid will change now."

"No, lest you make a joke." Bai Muxiao waved weakly, and said, "...you take it and eat it, let me be alone."

Bizhen and Biluo glanced at each other and quietly retreated with the food container.

Bai Muxiao walked alone to the window, it was dark outside, and the thick night seemed to engulf her heart.

"Why, why do they hurt me?"

In the past few days, she kept remembering the Mid-Autumn Festival day and night, and she was almost certain that it was a bureau, a bureau set by Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai against herself.

She always had no resentment against Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi would do this because someone instigated, and only Nangong Yue would be so shameless.

It’s Nangong Yue! It must be her!

Bai Muxiao clenched his fists tightly, his face was bitter hatred...

-Digression-

The next big thing.