Bai Yihao's painting is bamboo in the background, and a few green branches and buds have just been spit out, but the bamboo is full of meaning.

The clear sky, a full moon and a half hanging in the air, there are celebrities in wide robes sitting in front of the bamboo, stroking the guqin, elegant attitude, there is a pot of wine on the side, the wine pot is crooked, obviously has been used, the celebrity fuqin has been drunk, it seems more graceful, such a painting, whether it is the painting scene, or the scene is extremely beautiful.

It is also in line with the theme of today's piano and celebrities, if the title of the poem is not deducted, it is easy to make people feel that the painting snake is full of content.

Hard!

It's hard to get the picture right, and it's hard to get things done!

Yin Yue'e sneered proudly, but she still turned her head and asked, "Lord Anping, look, what should be written here?"

Wang Xiuxiu didn't speak, pinched the handkerchief in her hand, and hid the smug smile on her lips, as long as Mo Xuetong was unlucky, no one would believe what she said in the future, what she did with King Ning, Mo Xuetong could only rot in her stomach, sure enough, it was King Ning's idea, there was no factual evidence, what could Mo Xuetong say.

The two of them each have their own tricks, and they are both determined to see Mo Xuetong's ugly appearance.

Luo Mingzhu also saw some doorways, pulled her sleeve anxiously, and lowered her voice and admonished: "Cousin Hitomi, you wait here first, and I'll go to the eldest brother to help you write." ”

After finishing speaking, she was about to get up, Mo Xuetong grabbed her, shook her head slightly, motioned to her not to go, and pointed to herself again, indicating that it was okay.

She knew that Luo Mingzhu had good intentions, and wanted Luo Wenyou, who had always been famous, to help write a poem, and then she handed it to herself, but now everyone was staring at herself, if Luo Mingzhu did such a thing at this time, she would inevitably be grabbed by Wang Xiuxiu, who was staring at her side, and Luo Wenyou would be embarrassed with him.

"Bai Gongzi, I don't know if I can borrow a pen and paper?" There were no other pens on the side, only a brush that Bai Yihao had used, Mo Xuetong raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

"The county lord is in charge of himself. Bai Yihao smiled gently, his handsome face was as bright and gentle as the moon, attracting the nobles around him to look straight.

Mo Xuetong's attention was not on him, he didn't look at him, he picked up the pen in his right hand, looked at Bai Yihao's painting again, thought for a while, and wrote on the white paper of Su Juan below, and with a wave, he put the pen on the pen stand on the side after writing, picked up the plain white paper, smiled lightly and handed it to Bai Yihao and said politely, "Please comment on Bai Gongzi." ”

As long as Bai Yihao says it well, it is impossible for Wang Xiuxiu and others to say it badly no matter how strong they are.

Bai Yihao took it with a smile, his eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at the poem in his hand, his face couldn't help but show some surprise.

"Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling. People in the deep forest don't know, the bright moon comes to take pictures, good!"

"Good poetry, really good poetry, the talent of the county lord, worthy of the talented girl in the capital. Someone stood beside Bai Yihao and saw it clearly, and praised it.

"Sure enough, it's a good poem, so close to the topic, it's really not a lot, I can't imagine that the county lord is so good at a young age, and he is a good girl!"

You Yue'e was dumbfounded when she listened to it, and stood up suddenly, she wanted to take a look, she never believed that a girl from the countryside could really write such a good and on-topic masterpiece.

"How can it be written so well, even a famous genius can't write such an appropriate poem, the county lord of Anping is really a well-deserved talented girl. Wang Xiuxiu was also stunned, but then her eyes flickered, and she covered her lips and chuckled.

"No, the county lord of Anping is the real talented woman. Shen Xianxiu smiled and didn't seem to be witty, and shouted casually.

It's not just You Yue'e who has changed her face this time, the most talented women in the capital, the beauty still depends on her appearance, and she has to be commented on by everyone, especially in comparison with the two, whether she is beautiful or not, so in order to improve the popularity of her own lady and find a good marriage in the future, all major families will reveal a few poems of her own miss.

There are indeed some good poems, plus some publicity, many women have refuted the reputation of "both talent and appearance", whether it is true or not, those young ladies feel that they are different from others after they go out, usually very arrogant, and they can't look down on others, at this time I heard that a country bun not only gained the reputation of a talented woman, but also seemed to be suspicious of them.

The group exploded immediately.

"The poems are really beautiful, I don't know if I made them, the last time my aunt asked me to evaluate the poems, I found that several of the top ones were plagiarized. A pink-clothed beauty sitting on Bai Yihao's right side glanced at the poem in Bai Yihao's hand and smiled disdainfully.

She is the niece of Su Guifei, the daughter of the Ministry of Shangshu Su Meier, who is also beautiful and beautiful, and a famous talented woman in the capital, and because she is still the cousin of the king of Chu, there are many people who flatter, so she does have a reputation for both talent and appearance, and she usually looks down on those so-called beauties, and thinks that they are just a vase, and there is nothing to be proud of.

At this time, I heard someone say something with suspicion, and the first one aimed at Mo Xuetong.

"Miss Su really can't remember it if she doesn't say it, it seems that she has really heard about this painting. You Yue'e also calmed down at this time, glanced at Su Mei'er, and said with a smile.

"But it's just a few of the poems my aunt showed me last time, and I really can't remember it for a while. Su Meier followed You Yue'e's words, stroked her forehead, and seemed to be quite helpless, as if she really couldn't think of it for a while, and You Yue'e almost pointed at Mo Xue's nose with a tacit understanding, saying that she had plagiarized!

"You guys are talking nonsense, Cousin Hitomi didn't plagiarize, this poem is so coherent, so timely, can it be said that Bai Gongzi also set up a game with Cousin Hitomi to deceive people?" Luo Mingzhu was angry, she was a person who refused to suffer losses on weekdays, and at this time, she heard that these noble girls were talking about Mo Xuetong's plagiarism unintentionally, and immediately slapped the table and stood up unceremoniously and retorted.

"Sister Mingzhu, you sit down first, I believe that it is impossible for the county lord of Anping to do such a thing, and it is even more impossible for Bai Gongzi to conspire with the county lord, is it that in order to make a name for the county lord, Bai Gongzi even disregards his own name. Wang Xiuxiu Laluo Mingzhu sat down and explained softly.

Immediately, there were a few unkind eyes on Mo Xuetong.

can be so carefully guarded by Bai Yihao, it can be seen that Bai Yihao is moved by his true feelings, this young lady who has a crush on Bai Yihao in the capital is not a few, and there are almost all the people who sit in a large circle around him, listening to Bai Yihao's sake for Mo Xuetong, he can ignore it to such a point, that one is not jealous, and one by one he casts all his unkind eyes on Mo Xuetong.

Wang Xiuxiu is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she picked herself to become a public enemy in just two sentences, and Mo Xuetong was really speechless.

Looking at the few people in front of him from time to time, he sarcastically mocked himself from time to time, he really deduced what it means to be shameless, in order to destroy himself, but he did everything, but unfortunately, the sword is a good sword, but it is double-edged!

With an angry face, Luo Mingzhu sat down, patted her shoulder and signaled her not to be in a hurry, turned her head and looked at Su Meier with a smile and asked: "Miss Su just said that she had seen such a poem, and it was in the palace of the concubine, I don't know which young lady did it, can you let me see, which young lady's masterpiece I copied, and all the young ladies who provoked me were all indignant, and they did not hesitate to discredit the white prince and wronged me?"

As soon as she said this, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Su Meier suspiciously, if Mo Xuetong's poems were her own, how could Bai Yihao protect her, not to mention that this Bai Gongzi didn't even have a word of explanation except for the gentleness of his smile, and he looked like he was sitting on the side watching the play, and it really didn't look like he was deliberately protecting Mo Xuetong.

Everyone, Miss, the reaction in this regard is smart, and there are a few openings to say to Su Meier.

"Miss Su, just tell her which young lady did it. ”

"Miss Su, is it the poem that was sent to the palace in the draft a few days ago? Tell me which lady did it?" This time the draft has been carried out, and all major families have young ladies sent to the palace, although the prince's concubine has been decided, there are side concubines and others, and I heard that the palace still needs to be allowed to reprimand a few beauties.

Because the scale is not large, and I heard that it is necessary to select those who have both ability and political integrity, I heard that a few days ago, the show girls each made a few poems and sent them to the palace, and saw the poems in the palace of Concubine Su, except for this, there seems to be nothing else.

Su Meier was stunned by the question, she really said casually, where have you seen any poems, and she talked about Su Guifei just to prove the credibility of her words, and then she remembered that she really can't talk nonsense, there are only a few show girls here, even if people are not here, there are people from her family.

You can't just talk nonsense.

Su Mei'er's face turned red when she was looked at by everyone for a while, and she felt that she couldn't get off the stage in front of so many people, so she immediately said to Mo Xuetong: "There are such poems, but how can this poem that entered the palace draft be named casually." ”

The show girl enters the palace to choose poems, and those who can write this poem are inevitably the most likely to be selected, and then she is the mother of the palace, with a noble identity, how can she be exposed at will, not to mention that the result is not clear now, if the news is leaked at will, if something happens, who bears the responsibility.

Su Meier said this, which is indeed very reasonable.

"It turned out that it was really written by the ladies in the palace draft, but it's not right, the county lord heard that he was robbed when he was at home that day, and he injured his foot, and he didn't enter the palace. Wang Xiuxiu sat there, as if she wanted to argue for Mo Xuetong, but the more she hesitated to hear this, the more she became silent, as if she couldn't be sure.

Wang Xiuxiu really had a deep heart, and quietly moved everyone's attention to Mo Xuetong's failure to enter the palace, if she hadn't entered the palace, she would naturally not have copied the poems in the palace, but what if she entered the palace? Wang Xiuxiu knew that Mo Xuetong had entered the palace once later.

"The county lord entered the palace, and on the day of the palace banquet, I heard that the county lord of Anping caused something after entering the palace, and Liu Meiren's face was hurt. Sure enough, You Yue'e keenly grasped this matter and sneered.

"Lord Anping, do you have any evidence that you wrote it?" Su Meier received support and immediately became angry. Triumphant.

"Yes, the county lord of Anping can come up with evidence, we naturally believe it. You Yue'e smiled, the expression on her face looked innocent and squeamish, but there was a sneer in her eyes, she walked over and looked at the poem in Bai Yihao's hand again, full of disdain.

"But no, without evidence, how can we believe you!" Su Mei'er became more and more fluent in this lie, smiling aggressively, looking at Mo Xuetong, as if she wanted to see her prove her innocence.

Bai Yihao's eyes swept over Su Mei'er quietly, smiled lightly, did not speak, put down the poem in his hand, turned around and picked up the pen, and waved it on Fang Cai's painting, which was obviously Mo Xuetong's poem.

The poems complement each other, making it more and more seamless, as if this poem is made for this painting, and this painting is because of the poem!

Bai Yi writes in cursive style, so the style of the brush and the style of painting have some crazy factors in it, which makes this painting style more and more lofty, it is Bai Yihao's tone, the combination of the two people's poems can be described as a match made in heaven, like a natural one.