Of course, I understand, the reason why Mo Jin dared to promise Yuan Chenyu that she could make poems that satisfied Song Lin was for two reasons, first, when she was in the Academy of Fine Arts, there was a course called Chinese painting appreciation, and the teacher would find famous paintings from all dynasties, let them copy and appreciate, and at the same time match each painting with the same artistic conception of ancient poems, Mo Jin may be sensitive to painting by nature, so go back to take the first.

Second, she said that she has a good memory and is really not deceiving, although it is not unforgettable, but it is almost, the memory can kill at least 99% of people in seconds, out of interest, she has been familiar with the rolling melons of Tang and Song poems since she was a child, these are the essence of the wisdom of the sages of the past dynasties.

Therefore, Mojin has absolute confidence to stand out.

Sure enough, the artistic conception of this painting instantly reminded Mo Jin of the famous poem - Wang Wei's "Farewell to the South", one of which is "Go to the poor place of water, sit and watch the clouds rise", which perfectly fits the background of this painting.

I asked for paper and pen from the guy in the restaurant, and Mo Jin wrote the poem on paper in one go.

After writing it, Mo Jin is still a little weak-hearted, fortunately, there is no Li Bai Du Fu Wang Wei in this era, otherwise, she is naked plagiarism!

In the bottom of his heart, while thanking Wang Weida, he pretended to be a bamboo in his chest, and handed the paper with the poem to Yuan Chenyu.

Yuan Chenyu, who didn't believe that the ugly man in front of him could write any good poems, called the eunuch to take it with great impatience, and handed it in his own name.

A cold look swept over Mo Jin's body, and Yuan Chenyu said with a warning: "If you don't get that painting, you will be careful of your life!" ”

"Yes." Mo Jin responded, and bent down to bow his hand, his low little face full of disdain. This Yuan Chenyu is really hypocritical, he says he is disgusted, but his body is very honest.

At this time, outside the restaurant, it can already be described as a sea of people, many of them are literati who come to admire, of course, most of them are lively.

Along with Mo Jin's poems, there were dozens of poems written by others, which were collected by the young man and sent to the table in front of Mr. Song Lin, where he evaluated them one by one.

Seeing that the pile of paper full of poems in the old man's hand was getting thinner and thinner, but he never showed a satisfied expression, Yuan Chenyu was a little breathless, and turned his head to look at Mo Jin viciously, as if he wanted to eat people.

Seeing this, Mo Jin smiled and said soothingly: "Your Highness, please be calm for a while." ”

Having said that, she was still a little nervous, staring at Song Lin intently, for fear of missing every expression on his old man's face.

Time passed little by little, Song Lin put down the penultimate poem manuscript in his hand with a disappointed face, stroked his sparse and gray goatee, and looked at the last one casually.

Suddenly, Song Lin's eyes widened, as if he was shocked by the poem manuscript in his hand, his face turned red, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he was obviously very excited.

As long as the people in the audience were not blind, they all discovered his abnormality, knowing that he had found a satisfactory poem, and they all stretched their necks and looked at the thin paper in his hand expectantly.

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Living up to expectations, Song Lin really burst out in admiration.

At this time, everyone's curiosity was aroused, especially those literati who liked to be light on weekdays, and looked at the old man with envy, jealousy, and excitement, wondering what kind of sacredness could be praised by the great Confucians of the world, and they hoped that that person was themselves.

After Master Wu took the poem manuscript from Song Lin's hand and read it, he was immediately overwhelmed with excitement, kept high-fived and admired, and got up and asked loudly: "Excuse me, which one is Bai Chenyu Bai Gongzi." ”

Yuan Chenyu, who originally didn't have any hope for Mo Jin's poems, was stunned when he heard this name at first glance, and then remembered that this was his pseudonym, and tapped his palm with a folding fan, and looked at Mo Jin in disbelief.

I didn't see it, it turned out that this person looked ugly, but he really had some skills, he was really unseemly, and Yuan Chenyu had a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

Mo Jin bowed slightly to Yuan Chenyu without shock, respectfully stretched out his right hand, and made a gesture of invitation.

Yuan Chenyu nodded, patted Mo Jin's shoulder, and walked towards Master Wu and Song Lin with his head held high, without showing any weakness.

Walking in front of the two, Yuan Chenyu made a false salute, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Xiaosheng is not talented, it is Bai Chenyu." ”

Master Wu grabbed his hand excitedly, and kept complimenting, "Sure enough, it's a talent, amazing talent," After a pause, Master Wu turned his head and said to the guy, "Go and wrap that picture for this white boy." ”

Suddenly, all kinds of voices erupted around, some praised, some dissatisfied, and some coaxed...... At most, let the poem be published.

Master Wu was not stingy, and immediately released the poem to the world, and everyone was amazed, including Yuan Chenyu, who saw Mo Jin's face change on the spot.

Mo Jin's face was light, and he was about to explode with laughter in his heart.

Since that day, the poem has spread to every corner of Lanhai Country at lightning speed, and Song Lin personally copied this poem and hung it in the lobby of the restaurant.

Bai Chenyu's name has also become thunderous, but this name is like an epiphany, it only appears once in everyone's sight, and there is no news.

After getting the painting he liked, Yuan Chenyu was happy, and pulled Mo Jin to go back to the East Palace to celebrate, Mo Jin pretended to resign a few times, and then agreed to be kind as a stream, looking at Yuan Chenyu's change in attitude towards her, Mo Jin knew that she had won Yuan Chenyu's trust, and she was secretly happy.

In Honglu Temple, Yuan Lie, who had received the guests of Fanbang, was taking a short rest, and suddenly heard the officials outside the hall seem to be discussing something, which was extremely intense.

Curious, Yuan Yeol called a light breeze, "Go and ask what they are talking about?" ”

"Yes." The breeze disappeared in front of Yuan Lie in the blink of an eye, but after a moment, he walked in again and said respectfully: "Back to the prince, you are discussing a poem that appeared in the market today, and it is said that this poem has been highly praised by the great Confucian Mr. Song Lin of the world. ”

After handing the poem he had just copied to Yuan Yeol, Qingfeng stood behind him silently.

"The middle-aged man is quite good, and the late home is in the south of the mountains. Every time you go alone, you know what you are winning. Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, Lin Suo, talking and laughing without an expiration date......" Yuan Lie gently read out the whole poem, his voice low and magnetic.

After reading it, Yuan Lie stopped talking, just quietly looked at a thin page of paper in his hand, and after a long time, he said with a sigh: "There are paintings in the poems, there are poems in the paintings, the water is poor and the clouds are rising, it is full of Zen machines, wonderful, wonderful!" ”

Qingfeng was slightly surprised, he rarely saw his own prince praise people, once he praised someone, it means that person is indeed excellent and outstanding, and there is a dragon and a phoenix among people.

"Do you know who wrote it?" It seems that Yuan Lie actually has a heart of love.

"Back to the prince, it is said that it was made by a young man named Bai Chenyu." Light Breeze's face suddenly revealed something strange.

Sure enough, after hearing the name, the corners of Yuan Lie's mouth hooked up a mocking arc, "Bai Chenyu? I think it's Yuan Chenyu, just rely on him? ”

Although he is not a few years older than Yuan Chenyu, as Yuan Chenyu's imperial uncle, Yuan Lie knows that this nephew is a rotten mud and rotten wood with no real talent, but he is very happy, and he loves to be a vassal and elegant scholar to collect, if he can make this poem, it is better to believe that the sun rises from the west is more realistic.

"Send someone to find out for me." Yuan Yeol commanded.

"Yes."

At this time, the crown prince Yuan Chenyu, who was being nagged by Yuan Lie, got off the carriage with Mo Jin, and walked into the East Palace together under the greeting of the eunuch.

As soon as I entered the garden, I heard a burst of laughter like silver bells, accompanied by the laughter and playfulness of other women.

Yuan Chenyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the eunuch with an inquiring look, and the eunuch immediately replied: "Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, it was Chenliangdi who invited some sisters to enjoy tea and flowers in the garden. ”

"Oh?" Yuan Chenyu's eyes lit up obviously, and he asked, "Who are they?" ”

This squinting appearance Mo Jin saw in her eyes, and suddenly felt a burst of nausea, and she didn't know if the original owner had a problem with her eyes back then, and she actually fell in love with this kind of goods, in her opinion, Yuan Chenyu was useless except for the skin that looked better.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, there is the daughter of Lord Xu, the head of the Ministry of Rites, the daughter of Lord Shangguan, and the daughter of Mrs. Zhao." The eunuch replied respectfully.

Mo Jin was stunned. Lord Shangguan's daughter? Isn't that Shangguan Rou, the only friend of the original owner!

Speaking of this Shangguan Rou, Mo Jin sneered, this woman is as her name suggests, she looks delicate and soft, but in fact, she is all pretending! Inside is a complete green tea!

For example, Shangguan Rou always made the original owner make a fool of herself in public, and pretended to be innocent and apologized to the original owner, or the original owner shared some little secret with her, and it didn't take long for everyone to know...... There are many, many things like this, the original owner doesn't know how to tell the difference, and she has planted a lot of heels in her hands before, but Mo Jin has the sharp eyes that every modern girl has to identify green tea.

The eunuch should have known Yuan Chenyu's temperament, so he didn't ask much, and directly led him and Mo Jin to the flowers and trees to help the warbler and the warbler.

"By the way, Lone hasn't asked your name yet." Yuan Lie seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, and looked at Mo Jin with a smile.

Mo Jin had already thought about this question, so he didn't hurry and said nonsense: "Back to Your Highness, the villain's surname is Ni, and his name is Dade." ”

Yuan Chenyu nodded after hearing this, flicked his sleeves, and strode forward.

Seeing this, Mo Jin rolled with a smile in his heart, Yuan Chenyu would never know that he was taken advantage of by himself for the rest of his life, Ni Dade, it is the homonym of your dad.

"Yikes! His Highness is back, and I greet Your Highness. "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." "......" was led by the graceful and luxurious Chenliangdi, and the rest of the pretty and beautiful officials and ladies followed behind her, saluting towards Yuanchen Yu with a shy face.

"Yun'er, hurry up." Yuan Chenyu picked up Chenliangdi in a doting tone, but his eyes kept glancing behind her, "Everyone is exempt." ”

Mo Jin followed his gaze and found that he was actually looking at Shangguan Rou, so he couldn't help but pout.

Oh, men, they are all eating in the bowl and looking at the pot.

Yuan Chenyu has not yet married the concubine, so the women in the entire East Palace have the highest rank, and a large part of the reason why she is favored is because her brother is a general in Zhenbei, holding military power, and has made several military exploits, otherwise, with her status as a concubine, it is impossible to marry the prince, but even if she marries the prince, she can only be Liangdi.

Although the original owner has never seen this chenliangdi, but also heard of her and her brother's inspirational story, although the brother and sister are both concubines, but they have climbed to the position that others can not reach with their own efforts, please concubine's humble and low fate, it can be said that it is very inspirational.

Although it is rumored that this chenliangdi is in the position by nepotism, it has to be said that luck is sometimes a kind of strength, as long as her brother does not fall for a day, she can be favored for a day.

Mo Jin secretly looked at this Liangdi, and saw that she had a crimson duck egg face, wearing a skirt with a dark pattern engraved silk and four happiness patterns on the floor, and a thin smoke gauze jacquard silk with embroidered edges on an apricot yellow background. The skin is like a clotted fat on the hand wearing a red gold bracelet hanging bells, the waist is tied with a silk tapestry, there is a sachet hanging on it, and the feet are wearing small cloud head boots with a treasure pattern, and the whole person looks very beautiful.

Especially a pair of phoenix eyes, it seems to be unfazed, but Mo Jin knows that there is endless ambition hidden in it, and she wants to be favored, not only because of her brother, but also because of her own scheming and the city.

"Lord Wang, who is this?" The voice was tactful like a warbler's cry, and Chenliang Di's beautiful eyes were full of doubts, looking at Mo Jin.

Yuan Chenyu hugged her waist and sat down, and introduced: "This is Ni Daide Ni Gongzi, although he looks ugly, but he is talented, and he got a real ink treasure of Wu Wenzhi today, all because this Ni Gongzi has made a wonderful and beautiful poem." ”

…… I don't know if he is praising or scolding, saying that she is talented, and scolding her for being ugly by the way, it is really, Mo Jin feels powerless to complain.

"I've seen Liangdi. The prince praised falsely, and the villain was ashamed. She lowered her voice and bent over.

"That's really congratulations to Your Highness, Your Highness", Chenliang Di smiled delicately and softly, softly and lightly, and said lazily, "Ni Gongzi has made a great contribution today, no need to be polite." ”

"His Royal Highness Prince Xie, Xie Liangdi." Mo Jin stood aside, her body straight, and suddenly, an inquiring gaze swept across her face.

When she looked at her, she saw Shangguan Rou, who was dressed in a water mist, green grass and green leaf skirt, looking at her with a puzzled face.

Mo Jin let out a "chuckle" in her heart, secretly screaming that it was not good, could she see it? It shouldn't be......

Thinking of this, Mo Jin moved his body quietly, trying to avoid Shangguan Rou's gaze.

Fortunately, after Chenliangdi ordered the kitchen to prepare for the banquet, she looked at Mo Jin with a warm smile, "Master Ni, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince praised you for being a good person, then I wonder if our sisters and sisters are lucky enough to appreciate Ni Gongzi's talent?" ”

Yuan Chenyu also echoed, "Yes, Dade, you should show your hand in front of Liangdi and the young ladies." ”

Hearing Yuan Chenyu call himself father, Mo Jin almost sprayed, but he still pretended to play with the folding fan in his hand calmly, made a flattered expression, and replied, "Your Highness and Liangdi are tormenting the villain, with the villain's meager knowledge, how dare you show off in front of His Highness and Liangdi, but since the prince and Liangdi have ordered, how can the villain have a reason to excuse himself, I don't know, what do Liangdi and the ladies want to see?" ”

"I can do it, what about you?" Chenliangdi turned back to ask for the opinions of several other young ladies.

After thinking for a while, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince praised Ni Gongzi for writing a good poem, so Ni Gongzi will make another poem with the theme of Liangdi's beauty." The daughter of Lord Hubu Shangshu Xu, who was dressed in a lake blue dress, said.

Shangguan Rou and Mrs. Zhao's daughter echoed after hearing this.

Mo Jin smiled and admired these girls for being really good at sycophancy.

"Okay, then can I ask Liangdi to tell me to prepare the four treasures of the study?"

"What's the problem then," Chenliangdi was obviously very happy with the proposal, her cheeks flushed with a smile, and she instructed the maid who was waiting beside her, "Cui'er, go quickly." ”

"Yes." The little maid had to make a smoke disappear, and after a while, she trotted back with a tray and the four treasures of the study on the tray.

"Ni Gongzi, please." Chenliangdi, who was sitting on Yuan Chenyu's lap, raised her hand slightly, signaling that Mo Jin could start creating.

Walked to the jade table and sat down, Mo Jin pinched Guangxiu with one hand, dipped the brush in ink with the other, shook his head and thought about it for a few seconds, and then wrote the famous poem that praised Yang Guifei - "Qingping Tune".

"The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet the moon in Yaotai. After writing a sentence, the daughter of Lord Xu, who was standing behind Mo Jin, read a sentence, and every time she read a sentence, everyone present, including herself, showed a more and more amazing look.

"Li Bai is big, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm ......sorry, I'm

The last word was written, and the pen was gently put aside, Mo Jin stood up, turned around and saluted Yuan Chenyu and Chenliang Di, and said in fear: "Forgive the villain's clumsy pen, unable to depict the beauty of one ten-thousandth of Liangdi, please His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to see the sin." ”

The maid beside her handed the paper on which the ink was dried to Chenliangdi, who looked at the poems on the paper again and again, and finally covered her heart with one hand, frowned slightly, her cheeks were slightly red, revealing a look of joy and crying, and whispered to Yuan Chenyu: "Your Highness, the concubine likes this poem so much, I like it so much." ”

Yuan Chenyu was also very happy, firstly, he won the hearts of the beauties, and secondly, he picked up the treasure of Ni Daide, and he was in a good mood when he went out to pretend to be safe, and he turned his head and ordered the eunuch on the side, "Go, take a hundred taels of gold, and I want to reward Ni Gongzi!" ”

"His Royal Highness Prince Xie, Xie Liangdi." Mo Jin accepted the reward without being shocked on his face, and his heart was actually happy.

The eunuch got the order, and as soon as he raised his foot, he was interrupted by a "slow", and everyone looked at the speaker, it was Shangguan Rou.

Seeing that everyone's eyes, especially Yuan Chenyu's, were focused on him, Shangguan Rou lowered her head shyly, and her action made Chenliangdi's eyes darken.

"Oh?" Yuan Chenyu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Miss Shangguan, but you want Ni Gongzi to write a poem for you?" ”

Chenliangdi smiled on her lips, but her eyes flashed a hint of fierceness.

"No, no, how dare the courtiers be compared with Liangdi," Shangguan's soft eyes were like silk, her face became more and more red, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Courtier, the courtiers just want to pay a look at Mr. Ni's Mobao, it seems, déjà vu." ”

Mo Jin was shocked, a drop of cold sweat flowed down her forehead, how could she forget the handwriting!

The reason why she didn't arouse the suspicion of others after crossing over is because everything inherits the memory of the original owner, such as handwriting, the advantage is that she is a modern person who can't write calligraphy, and she can pick up the brush and write like flying, the disadvantage is that it is easy to expose the hidden identity.

Because, unless it is extremely deliberately imitated, the handwriting of each person in the world is unique, and once it is familiar to the person around you, it is easy to recognize.

Chenliang Di was also interested when she heard this, and she was also curious about when Shangguan Rou had seen Ni Gongzi's handwriting, so she handed the page in her hand to the maid, raised her hand, and the maid took it to Shangguan Rou.

Sure enough, as soon as she took the paper, Shangguan Rou's expression changed significantly, and after reading it several times, she looked up at Mo Jin after her makeup, and walked towards her step by step.

Mo Jin looked calm, but in his heart, he was beating the drum "dong dong", which was really a thousand calculations, and a hundred secrets were sparse.

Everyone looked curiously at Shangguan Rou looking up and down around Mo Jin, and Xu Shilang's daughter even joked: "Sister Shangguan, don't you fall in love with this Ni Gongzi?" ”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Mo Jin just wanted to smile bitterly.