The Favoured Medical Princess

Yu Shanchang's colorful head is not just Ye Yinming. All the students in the pavilion are full of blood and excitement. One student couldn't help but blurt out: "Senior, is this really the case?" He expressed a certain amount of joy in his tone.

But not everyone can go to Guozijian to study. The best resources gathered by Guozijian are from Dayu. From sir, to book collection, to classmates, they are all top-notch.

Yu Shanchang smiled and slapped his beard with a smile. He was unhappy with the student’s doubts and said jokingly, "When did I lose my word, Shan Chang?"

The student touched his nose embarrassedly, and the other students laughed together, and the atmosphere was much relaxed.

Yu Shanchang said again: "Then today's poems will begin, and now Mr. Wang will ask you questions."

With that said, Yu Shanchang reached out to a middle-aged Sven middle-aged man with short beards to make a petition: "Mr. Wang please."

Mr. Wang nodded to Yu Shanchang first, followed by pulling out a folded piece of silk paper from his sleeve, slowly opened it in the eyes of everyone's impatient eyes, and chanted: "Nanliang is coming, men, Although the students can’t fight to kill the enemy, everyone in the world rises and falls, and everyone is responsible. Today’s topic is—”Here, he pointed the open silk paper to everyone, “War!”

In an instant, Ye Yinming's high hanging heart settled down, and the fist in his sleeve stretched out.

Wei Weifei didn't lie to her sister. The title of this poem is really this!

Ye Yinming's eyes were half drooping, and a glance in his eyes was bound to win, he must win!

"Liuxiangyi for a limited time! Start!"

After Mr. Wang said the beginning, there was Xiao Zuo lit the incense.

The students in the field also began to study ink one after another. The faint ink fragrance fluttered in the Zhuixiu Pavilion with the breeze. Even the people watching around could not help but calm down.

Soon, some students took up the pen, and began to write one after another, including Xuanming.

Ye Yinming hasn't moved, and doesn't know what to hesitate about.

Ye Yinming couldn't help but glance at Xuanming, and the last trace of hesitation in his heart disappeared as he looked at the other person's decisive and calm eyes.

He took a deep breath, calmly wrote, dipped in ink, and then finished writing a poem in one go...

After closing the pen, Ye Yinming looked around and saw that some of the students were writing and writing, some of the pen nibble in the air, and some were still sitting there, touching their chins and thinking, only two or three students received one after another. Pen, put Langhao on the pen shelf.

At this time, the incense stick burned to a third, the green smoke curled, the breeze practice.

Ye Yinming sat calmly after the book case, dried out the ink, and then stared at the incense stick and burned it a little...

When the time was up, there was a dry Tsing Yi Xiaoguo who collected the poems. The three Xiaodus first copied several copies of the poems, and then concealed the payment from the poems, and then handed them over to the mountain leader and the guests for appreciation. The original is temporarily set aside.

That is to say, if Yu Shanchang chose the leader, and others have objections, they can still raise them in public.

For one year, there was a guest who fought against the heroes. Several gentlemen of the college were speechless. Later, they simply tied the two leaders.It was also a beauty talk at the show.

Nangong Yue, who had just arrived at the beginning, did not know about these anecdotes, but as the women around her made fun, they heard a lot.

At this time, the woman who had led the way before them took a stack of poems and walked to the corridor on the second floor. They came directly to Nangong Yue and Xiao Fei and blessed her body. A student's poem, can two of them be evaluated?"

Xiao Fei said with great interest: "Show me and my sister-in-law."

Therefore, the woman divided the stack of poems into two pieces and presented them to Bai Hui and Tao Yao respectively, and then transferred them to their masters by the two girls.

The other people on the second floor have another stack of stories.

Xiao Fei turned excitedly and looked at the words from time to time. When he saw the masterpiece, he chanted directly and his eyes sparkled.

Nangong Yue also slowly turned over the poems, one by one. The students who will come to the poetry society today are the best among the students in Southern Xinjiang. These poems are generally good, but because they are temporary propositions. , There is no masterpiece that stands out from the crowd...

Suddenly Xiao Fei whispered, "Miao! Miao!"

Followed, she chanted lowly: "The cloud-pressing city is about to destroy, and the light of the armour is opening to the golden scales of the sun. The sound of the horn is full of autumn, and it is stuffed with yanzhi and night purple. The drums were cold, and I couldn’t bear to say it. I wanted to bring the Jade Dragon to death and bring the Jade Dragon to death for the king.......Sister-in-law, look at this poem!” Xiao Fei said and handed the poem on his hand to Nangong Yue .

When Xiao Fei groaned, Nangong Yue was a little stunned. At this time, she took the poem and looked at it again, her brow furrowed.

It is undeniable that this is indeed the first ever masterpiece!But...Nangong Yue always feels familiar and seems to have heard it somewhere.

Nangong Yue meditated word by word, just a few words, her pupils shrank, and she suddenly thought of something, and almost stood up without gaffe.

She did hear it!

This poem should be written by Bai Muxiao!

No, or rather, this was made by Bai Muxiao in the previous life, a few years later, when Dayu and Beidi battled off, which was once praised by literati Mo Shi.

The question is, how did this poem appear here?!

Bai Muxiao's poems have proved to be plagiarism.

Could it be said that the poems she plagiarized were actually written by some of the students here?

No, it should not be possible. The official Mandarin Bai also said that the style of Bai Muxiao's poems are different, and they will never come from the same person!

What's more, although I don't know where Bai Muxiao's poems come from, most of them are made up of temporary questions, and it is difficult to find people to write in advance.

In addition, this poem should appear only a few years later. The differences in the experience and knowledge of the writers will affect the use of vocabulary, and the lines between the words cannot be exactly the same.

Nangong Yue looked at the poems carefully again, and her eyes fell on a few words.

Autumn colors, easy water, red flags...

The title "War" is based on Mr. Wang’s opening remarks, and it should be based on the current battle with Nanliang. Although there is no forced requirement that students can only write this war, the poetry is based on As a result, the battle of Nanliang was imminent, and as a result, several of the poems she saw were cut through this battle.

Only this one.

Autumn is now summer.

Yishui is not a place name in southern Xinjiang.

Red flag, Xiao Yi's flag is silver on black background...

Do writers just do things casually?

Nangong Yue was thinking, and heard Xiao Fei said enthusiastically: "Sister-in-law. This poem must be today's leader! I don't know which talent made it!"

Nangong Yue's eyes were silent, Xiao Fei said it well, this poem has a dominant style at first glance, and 9 out of 10 is today's leader.

If this poem is really a plagiarism, wouldn't it allow the cheeky person to replace the truly talented person to go to the king capital and go to the Imperial College, it would be too unfair!

Nangong Yue looked down slightly. Whether this poem is really a work of real scholarship, no guessing is helpful, just try it and you will know!

Thinking of this, Nangong Yue called for Baihui, and he ordered it.

Bai Huifu took the lead and went downstairs in a hurry, came to Yu Shanchang and spoke.

Yu Shanchang's face was slightly surprised, his head slightly bowed, and he said a few words to Tsing Yi Xiaoyu beside him.

Tsing Yi Xiaogu quickly went over the original works of the poems, and after checking them one by one, they went back to the past.Afterwards, the students in Yushan Changchaotang looked and said aloud: "I wonder if Mr. Ye Yinming is here?"

Ye Yinming got up and got upset, feeling a little nervous.Of course he still remembers Bai Hui, knowing that she is Nangong Yue’s maid, but Bai Hui should not know that the poem was made by herself... Could it be that Xiao Xiao read her poems and greatly appreciated it, so Shizi The concubine ordered Baihui to come down and ask?

Ye Yinming was more and more excited when he wanted to, and his heart beat like thunder, and he leaned over and said, "The students are here!"

For a time, all eyes in the Zhuoxiu Pavilion were focused on Ye Yinming, and many people were vaguely speculating. Is the name of today's leader going to fall on Ye Yinming?

Yu Shanchang said: "Yongge, regarding your poems, Princess Shizi wants to ask you a few words."

Princess Shizi?Not Xiao Xiao?Ye Yinming first lost, but then said to herself that Miss Xiao had not yet left the cabinet. Even if she had something to say to herself, she was afraid that it would be inconvenient.

Ye Yinming maintained the posture of twitching and continued: "The students respect the teachings of Princess Shizi."

Nangong Yue on the second floor looked at Ye Yinming's expression underneath, with some complicated expressions and some emotions, but did not expect it to be him!Ye Yinming was able to win the No. 1 spot in his previous life, so he should have learned it. I hope he won't do anything to destroy his future.

Nangong Yue handed over the poems on her hand to Queer, and she recited it, "The cloud is overwhelming the city, and Jiaguang opens towards the golden scale..."

There was a commotion in the audience, whispering, all showing praise:

"It turns out that this poem was done by Ye Gongzi. It's wonderful, it's really a rare story in the world!"

"Zuo Xiu will be able to produce this masterpiece, isn't it another good story?!"

"Yeah yeah. This young Master Ye is really talented!"

"..."

The sounds of blessings surrounding Ye Yinming fluttered, unconsciously straightening the waist.As he expected, today's leader is none other than him!

After Queer's poems were finished, Nangong Yue opened his mouth and asked, "Master Ye, is this poem famous?"

Ye Yinming groaned a little, and then said: "This poetry student has not yet been named, so let's name it "Congjun Xing".

After a moment of silence, Nangong Yue said again: "Yong Gongzi, can you ask him to explain this poem?"

Interpretation?!Ye Yinming blinked. This poem is not a difficult work. Does he even need his interpretation?!Isn't the concubine the daughter-in-law of the Nangong family?It seems that this palace Nangong family is nothing more than a unique name!

The other people in the cabinet looked at each other and whispered to each other, feeling that this request was a bit strange.

Under the eyes of the people with different expressions, Ye Yin mingled his thoughts, and then he straightened his chest, and explained aloud: "The enemy soldiers are coming over like a black cloud rolling over, wanting to destroy the city wall; our army has been waiting for it since , The sun shining on the armor, a golden light flashing. In the autumn colors, the loud bugle shook the earth and earth; in the dark night, the blood of countless soldiers condensed into a dark purple. The red military flag half-rolled, the reinforcements rushed to..."

Ye Yinming realized that it was wrong when he was thinking about it, but his poems had been presented, and at this time he had no way out.

He could only continue without incident: "The reinforcements rushed to Yishui; the night was cold and frost is heavy, and the drums were depressed and low. The generals were only in return for the king's favor, and they carried the sword in their hands.

He spoke eloquently. Most of the young literati were blood-blooded people, all of whom were blood-blowing. It seemed that they wished to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend the border for Dayu.

Others didn't notice the slight pause and change of Ye Yinming just now, but Nangong Yue, who had been paying attention to it, noticed it, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, she had six or seven points to confirm that this poem was not written by Ye Yinming at all!

She decided to continue the test now!

"It's really a rare poem..." Nangong Yue said slowly, Ye Yinming felt relieved, and felt that she had escaped, but the next sentence listened to the other side and asked: "Yong Gongzi, dare to ask What does'Easy Water' mean?"

Ye Yinming groaned for a moment, and was really afraid of coming.But was Princess Shizi casually asked, or did she perceive something.

Ye Yinming supported me, and reluctantly replied: "Yishui is a place name."

Nangong Yue responded faintly, "I also read "Dayu Kyushu" when I was in a boudoir. "Yishui" sounds a little bit old, and dare to ask Ye Gongzi in which state is "Yishui"?" She did not dare to say that she was familiar with the names of the states in Dayu, but only Yin Yinming had a slight pause in the term "Yi Shui", and she naturally caught this point.

The other party seemed to be asking for advice, but Ye Yinming was already terrified, and his heart beat swiftly. He once doubted whether the princess of the world was aware of it, and once said to himself that it was impossible. This poem was only made by a civilian woman. I have also obtained it occasionally, how could Shizifei know it!

It's just a moment, Ye Yinming has already had a lot of thoughts. He always wanted to answer Yanzhou, but then he thought that Yanzhou was only tens of miles away from the king. What if the concubine had been to Yanzhou?I want to talk about Binzhou, but Binzhou was once invaded by Xiye a few years ago, so that it became the focus of public attention...

After hesitating again and again, Ye Yinming finally answered with difficulty: "Xuzhou."

Silence around again, Nangong Yue slowly chanted: "The sound of the sky is full of autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi Ningye Zi. Young Master Ye, stuffed with the border, I don’t know what Xuzhou is Plugged in..."

bad!Ye Yinming secretly said that his face was as pale as paper.This is not good, he is still careless!

At this time, after the reminder of Nangong Yue, many students also expressed a subtle feeling. The words of the concubine Shizi are not bad. Xuzhou is inland. How can it be called Sai Shang?Not to mention, this omission alone makes this poem white jade flawed at once.More importantly, the imperial concubine is holding "Yi Shui", is there any hidden reason behind this poem?

Nangong Yue's voice was slightly cold, and she continued to ask: "Mr. Ye, does Xuzhou really have a place like Yishui?"

Ye Yinming's body almost shivered, not knowing how to answer.Shi Zifei was really discovered!How could this be?!

Ye Yinming couldn't help but think of what was going on. Two years ago, when he was still in the capital of the capital, he once sold out paintings and calligraphy to supplement his home.One day, a young girl in white happened to pass by his stall and saw a picture of a horse marching. At the moment, the poem was in full swing, and she read the song "From the Army". Later, the girl specially asked him to put this poem to the title. The painting, and then bought the calligraphy and painting with twelve lines of silver.

The song "Congjun Xing" was really amazing. At that time, Ye Yinming couldn't help but ask the other party who wrote this poem. The girl said that she saw Ye Yinming's painting and felt it deeply before she made it. This poem.

The young girl went away, but this peerless masterpiece left a deep nick in Ye Yinming's heart like an invisible carving knife...until this time his sister Ye Yili told him that the title of the poetry meeting was " "War", this poem naturally appeared in Ye Yinming's mind.Ye Yinming was convinced that if he used this poem, he would definitely become the leader!

Even so, he never thought of using it at first.

Since he got the title, he has also written several poems with great pains, but the "Congjun Xing" pearl jade is on the side, and every time he compares, he will feel that his poems are worthless.

Until today...

but--

How did Shizifei see something wrong?!

Just for an "easy water"?

Nangong Yue raised her voice and suddenly shouted, "Yongzi, why don't you talk! Do you think I can't find someone from Xuzhou in southern Xinjiang?"

Ye Yinming couldn't help but step back a few steps and hit the chair.

Hearing this, everything is clear.

These students understand that Xuzhou is afraid that there is no such place as Yishui, and everything is just Ye Yinming's flattery.

If it's just a fiction, it's nothing, but when the princess of the world asked about it, she concealed it. Why?

A student hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help saying: "Is it possible that Ye Yinming's poem was made by someone else?"

At this time, many people already had similar doubts. When this statement came out, everyone looked at Ye Yinming.

In the end, Ye Yinming was still young. Apart from being poor, he lived a smooth life. He had never experienced such a battle. He suddenly felt panic. He wanted to say that he had no plagiarism, but his mouth moved and moved. There was no sound.

As a result, those eyes around gradually looked from doubt to...

Finally, someone sneered and said, "Oh, it turned out to be plagiarism!"

This sentence completely broke Ye Yinming's defense. He only felt that his feet were soft, and the whole person fell back and sat down.

This time, even people who had some doubts were convinced. If Ye Yinming was not guilty, how could it be?

Whether someone catches a knife or plagiarizes the work of others, this is a taboo for literati!

For a time, the whole hall was turbulent as if a drop of water fell into a hot oil pan.

"Sure enough!"

"It's so shameless to plagiarize!"

"Originally, I heard that he was a book writer in the Wang Mansion at a young age. He must have learned a lot. He didn't expect such a virtuous character!"

"Maybe his merits can also be obtained by someone catching a knife!"

"..."

For a time, those contempt, contempt, and disdainful eyes were like cutting a sword on Ye Yinming's body. He felt as if he was suffering from thousands of knives.

Yu Shanchang glanced at Ye Yinming lightly without asking anything, but just stood up and said to Nangong Yue in the corridor on the second floor: "Thank you for your concubine's righteousness."

If the imperial concubine is not alert today, I am really going to let Ye Yinming fool around, and then the real talented person will be mistaken.

However, Yu Shanchang frowned, and since Ye Yinming was looking for someone to catch the knife, then he had to know the subject in advance...

Although the question was not comparable to the Imperial Examinations, the show was not as good as the imperial examination, but in order to show fairness, not many people knew about it. Yu Shanchang decided to check it later.

Yu Shanchang continued: "In this matter, the old man will inform the chief of Qingmao Academy."

Nangong Yue looked at Ye Yinming below and shook her head.

Misconduct, leaving stains at the slightest, will be deprived of merit...I don't know if Ye Yinming will regret this and act rashly now.

Ye Yinming was almost going to collapse. Shan Chang’s behavior was clear to him at first. He was tall and clean, and there was no sand in his eyes. If the matter was handled by Shan Chang, I’m afraid...

Ye Yinming only felt that both ears were banging, he could not hear anything, and could not think of anything...

However, no one had paid attention to him anymore, when he seemed to be generally absent from the air.

The poem will continue, and the judges including Yu Shanchang will soon choose the leader of today-Xuan Ming.

Everyone swarmed to congratulate Xuanming, and Xuanming naturally thanked each other one by one. Ye Yinming stared at the declaration surrounded by everyone. The person who attracted the most attention should be himself, and should be himself!

Ye Yinming lost his soul, and no one knew when he left Zhuixiu Pavilion...

He went back to Yezhai in the west of the city, and Ye Yili was waiting for good news in the house. When his brother came back, he quickly greeted him with a smile on his face.She was about to ask, but she found that Ye Yinming's expression was a bit wrong, and she looked binocular, and she looked so sad.

Ye Yili gave a sigh in her heart and calmed down and asked softly, "Brother, but what happened?"

"It's over, everything is over." Ye Yinming murmured, without a trace of blood on his face, and his eyes were empty as if he had been taken away.

For the first time, Ye Yili saw his brother like this. Even if his brother was lingering in sickness, he never gave up hope. She couldn't help but flustered and asked anxiously, "Brother, what's the matter with you? ... don't scare me what."

Ye Yinming suddenly recovered, and a pair of black eyes stared at Ye Yili, his forehead bulging with blue muscles, and raised his voice: "It's all blaming you, it's your fault..." His eyes were filled with resentment , Staring at Ye Yili's eyes as if he saw something of an enemy.

The sudden accusation scared Ye Yili back two steps. After a while, he recovered his voice and murmured, "Brother..."

Ye Yili didn't understand what he had done wrong, and would make Ye Yinming say this.She admits that she has been doing her best to her brother. For his sake, she went to the side concubine and the king of Zhennan without hesitation.

Everything she did was for her brother, but now her brother actually accuses her.

Ye Yili bit her lower lip, suppressing the tears in her eyes, and said, "Brother, did you misunderstand me?"

"Misunderstanding?" Ye Yinming shook his head with both hands, shouting hysterically, "It's clearly your fault! If it wasn't because you asked someone for the question and gave it to me, how could I do that kind of plagiarism?" thing?"

Plagiarism!?Girl Ye was shocked, and she almost blurted out and asked Ye Yinming how it happened.

"My merits, my future, everything about me is all over!" Ye Yinming said more and more excited, like a sleepy beast, his eyes were red and covered with bloodshot eyes.

Ye Yili took a deep breath. Although she didn't know what happened at the show, but since she mentioned "plagiarism", then this matter must not be a trivial matter. She forced herself up and said, "Brother, don't you Anxious...We think of a way, there will always be a way! We used to be so difficult, didn't we survive it?

"Method? Is there any other way to think..." Ye Yinming muttered to himself.

He suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, as if the drowning man caught the life-saving straw, his hands firmly grasped Ye Yili's shoulder, and his emotions were out of control, and the strength of his hands was a little out of control, and Ye Yili caught his face in pain. , But Ye Yinming was unaware, and said anxiously in his mouth, "Yes, there is a way! Sister, don't you know the prince? You go to the prince and ask me to plead, as long as the prince speaks, it doesn't matter." It's all gone?! This thing was caused by you. You must help me...Sister, you must help me!"

His eyes glowed wildly, his eyes scorching.