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The voice was delicate and soft, but it was like a thunderclap on the ground, and it immediately attracted all eyes.

The girl who spoke was delicate and pleasant, and it was Chi Yilian, the daughter of the governor of Lingxi.

Many people didn't know this young girl who had just arrived in the capital, and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Whose girl is this?"

"I haven't seen it, look at it."

The girl with good eyesight said to the people on the side: "Look at her clothes, look inconspicuous, in fact, they are ten kinds of brocade, and my mother has such a horse in the good material at the bottom of the box, saying that when I go out of the cabinet, I will cut it to make clothes to wear, and I am not allowed to touch it." ”

The girl next to her hurriedly said: "Do you see the bead between her buns, it's the 'Shangqing Pearl', it's a Xijiang tribute." ”

However, after a look, the women present had a number in their hearts about the identity of the girl.

Either rich or noble, or among them, either rich or expensive.

"The little girl's surname is Chi, she is the daughter of the governor of Lingxi, and she came to the capital with her father, but I didn't expect the poems in the capital to be so interesting."

Chi Yilian said and took out an object from her arms, the silk cloth used to wrap it was smooth and soft, which showed the cherishing of the things in it, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall there, and they saw her uncover the silk cloth and reveal a book.

The corners of the book were wrinkled, and it was obvious that it had been read repeatedly.

Chi Yilian raised the corners of her lips and smiled at Xu Jiafu: "Miss Xu, come and see, is this the book you said?" ”

Xu Jiafu strode over, glanced at the title of the book, and nodded again and again: "Not bad." It's this "Treasured Record"! ”

Chi Yilian handed the book to Xu Jiafu.

Xu Jiafu was stunned.

Chi Yilian smiled softly: "Miss Xu doesn't give it to the lady who presides over the poetry meeting?" ”

"Yes!" Xu Jiafu came back to his senses, hurriedly took the book, gave Chi Yilian an approving look, turned around and walked to Tao, presented the book with both hands, and said with a naughty smile: "Mrs. Tao, take a look at this book." After reading it, I have to explain it to my mother. I didn't talk nonsense. ”

Tao took the book with a pale face, and opened the first page with a slight trembling hand, which read: Yu every Sidai Dynasty burned books and pit Confucianism. caused many lonely books to be cut off, and I couldn't help but feel heartbroken and sighed. A few years ago, I stayed in Gushan Temple and had to break an ancient book. There are more than 100 ancient poems, such as treasures. Repeated scrutiny to fill in the gaps, and finally this book is written for posterity......

Dow quickly flipped through it, and one after another strange poems flickered in front of his eyes. People who have always been obsessed with this can't read it in their hearts at all, and their eyes are finally fixed on Yongmei.

The first song of Yongmei is: The edge of the broken bridge outside the post is. Loneliness opens without a master......

When I read the last sentence, "Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before". Tao's face faded with blood, and he suddenly looked at Cheng Yao, who was already stunned.

Seeing that Tao's face was abnormal, the ladies next to her had already gathered around to read the book in her hand, and then looked at Mrs. Shizi, who had just been in the limelight, and her expression was extremely strange.

It is the most despicable thing to use the poems of the ancients as their own work, and because of this, these ladies do not know how to react for a while.

"Come over to me!" Dow snapped.

Cheng Yao was like falling into the ice, her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, she didn't know how to walk in front of Tao, and said, "Mother, listen to my explanation-"

Dow smashed the book over and shouted, "Then explain to me what the hell is going on—"

In the end, her voice was high-pitched, and there were countless smiling faces in front of her, and the whispers in her ears seemed to turn into mosquitoes and flies flying in front of her, and her heart suddenly became disgusting.

"Mrs. Tao, Mrs. Tao, what's wrong with you?" The people on the side quickly supported Tao, and when they saw that her eyes were closed and her face was pale, she obviously closed her breath, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Dow was in a daze, and the field couldn't help but be in chaos.

Han was originally shocked by this sudden outbreak of plagiarism, the scene was chaotic, suddenly woke up, strode to Tao and carried her, and instructed the maid on the side: "What are you still doing in a daze, go and ask the doctor!" ”

Then he commanded the two maidservants and said, "Quickly help the Duchess into the house and rest." ”

The two maidservants hurriedly took Tao from Han's hands and helped the person into the house.

Only then did Han settle down and look around at everyone.

Knowing that the ink in her stomach is limited, she has always stayed away from this kind of occasion, but now Tao, who is presiding over the poetry meeting, is fainting, and as the eldest aunt and grandmother of the Weiguo Mansion, she has to preside over the situation.

This Dow, who was dizzy at a critical moment, is really shameless!

After Han finished slandering, he cleared his throat and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I can't help it, let's drink a cup of hot tea to suppress the shock." ”

Mrs. Zhang said lightly: "There is no need to be shocked, but this poetry club is the leader, what should I say now?" ”

Seeing Cheng Yao's ugliness and bad luck, Han couldn't help but applaud, and immediately said without thinking: "Naturally, I will go and make it clear to the other end of the tent, and the leader will choose someone else." ”

Seeing that the Han family did not protect Cheng Yao for the reputation of the Patriotic Mansion, the hearts of the women were a little happier.

It's disgusting to use the verses of predecessors to win this top position.

At the other end of the tent, in fact, they had already faintly heard the chaos on the side of the female guest, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen while eating, and when the female gentleman came over, they all stopped their chopsticks.

The female gentleman rushed to Nan'an Wang Yifu: "Lord Wang, the leader selected by you here has been cancelled." ”

"What's going on?" King Nan'an asked lightly.

The female gentleman was red-faced, obviously ashamed of what he was about to say: "Those two poems were written by predecessors, not by the wife of the prince of Weiguo, and the leader naturally chose someone else." ”

As soon as these words came out, many people were so shocked that they even spilled most of the wine in their glasses, splashing on their clothes without realizing it.

After Han Zhi was stunned, he suddenly stood up: "This is impossible!" ”

He strode up to the female gentleman and barely showed a smile: "Sir, is there any misunderstanding here?" ”

The female gentleman looked disdainful: "Those two poems were called broken by the predecessors, and the little lady has even taken out the book, I think there is no misunderstanding that the son of the world said." ”

Although the family of the Patriotic Mansion is high, as a teacher, no matter how humble his status is, he cannot tolerate this kind of thing.

"What book? Where is it? Han Zhi's mind was buzzing, and he didn't understand what was going on with this sudden upheaval.

Cousin Yao plagiarized the poems of her predecessors? How is this possible?

"Uchiko has always been quite talented in poetry, she can't do such a thing!"

The female gentleman pouted and smiled: "That book was written a few years ago, and Mrs. Shizi was only a teenage girl at that time, even if she was born to know it, it is impossible to write such a level of poetry." ”

At this time, a voice sounded: "That book is called "Collecting Treasures", I went out on a trip a year ago, and I happened to read this book in a hurry from people along the way, and today I saw those two poems, and I thought I had memorized them. ”

Immediately, another voice chimed in: "Yes, I also read one of the two poems today, and I have been wondering what is going on, I see-"

Han Zhi's face turned pale, and he forced himself to calm down and saluted King Nan'an: "Lord Wang, please allow me to go over and see what is going on." ”

King Nan'an's expression was faint: "The prince, please go." ”

Tao Yueran got up: "Shizi, I'll go with you." ”

Han Zhi was confused and nodded indiscriminately.

As soon as the two left, the discussion suddenly rang out.

Rong Xin, the little overlord who originally regarded the poetry meeting as a fun, had bright eyes and asked King Nan'an: "Uncle Wang, why don't you see you strange when you make such a big incident?" ”

The smile on the lips of King Nan'an was shallow, and his eyes were indifferent: "Uncle Wang once read the poems circulated by Mrs. Shizi, and I was surprised how he could write masterpieces with different styles and perceptions at a young age, but now, it's not strange." ”

Rong Xin was confused when he heard this, got up and said, "I'll also take a look at the excitement!" ”

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )

ps: There is one more change in the evening.