"Nangong Hanjiang! Isn't that Nangong Hanjiang?! Oh, my God! How did she end up here? Is it because of Xia Gongzi's song "Plum Blossom"? ”

"Nangong Hanjiang?" Xia Shang looked at the woman behind Mei Wan'er suspiciously, it was also an unusual character to make these women show such expressions.

At this moment, the girls who swarmed over quickly surrounded Xia Shang and the others, which also attracted many young onlookers, and the crowd was full of exclamations such as "Hanjiang".

"I'm lonely and unheard of, I don't know what the identity of Miss Nangong is?"

The woman walked up to Mei Wan'er and bowed to Xia Shang: "Nangong Hanjiang, president of the Qinbei Poetry Association." ”

President of the Qinbei Poetry Society?

Xia Shang was expressionless, and a girl who relied on Xia Shang next to him explained in a low voice: "Xia Gongzi, this Nangong Hanjiang is the first woman north of the Qinling Mountains, in front of her, no woman dares to call herself a talented woman, even a man does not dare to talk about poetry in front of her, even Mei Wan'er next to her is her student!" The most famous of her works is "Cold River", Xia Gongzi should have heard of it, right? ”

"Cold River"?

I've heard of it.

Xia Shang listened to it from Luoluo's mouth, this "Cold River" is a small song, the words are very long, and the singing seems to be like a person like a river flowing eastward, as if he can't keep the meaning of the years, Luoluo seems to like it very much, and when he has nothing to do, he will hum, and occasionally he will hear Cuihua also hum, which shows that it is really famous.

Looking back at the expressions of the people around her, the girl was envious, jealous and hateful, some people showed humble looks, and the man was scorching, as if he was seeing a goddess. There was only a small amount of chatter around, as if he didn't even dare to speak out loud.

Xia Shang concluded that this time he really met a contemporary celebrity, what Wu Meiniang and Xu Hui were all famous later, and now they are not on the same level as this Nangong Hanjiang. But what is she here for?

Everyone was concerned about this question, and finally a girl couldn't help but ask: "Nangong everyone, are you here today for Xia Gongzi's "Plum Blossoms"?" Are you going to invite him to the poetry club? ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was instantly quiet.

In Xia Shang's opinion, such an atmosphere is very weird, how can a person in a poem have so much energy, and say that he is patriarchal, but the status of this woman is much greater than that of those sons and daughters downstairs.

All eyes were focused on Nangong Hanjiang, and Xia Shang also looked at her.

I saw Nangong Hanjiang nodding first, and then shaking his head, making everyone confused. Later, he explained: "I am indeed here today for the poem "Plum Blossom", but it is not to invite Xia Gongzi to join the club. As for the reason, you will know immediately. Wan'er, take out the things. ”

Mei Wan'er, who was silent, put on a weird smile from some point on, looking at Xia Shang as if she was looking at another joke.

Mei Wan'er took out a roll of paper from her previous seat, and she could see that it was a beautifully framed painting.

In front of everyone, the picture scroll was unraveled, and a picture of plum blossoms out of the wall was displayed in front of everyone.

This is an authentic freehand painting that even Xia Shang has been looking forward to for a long time, a plum blossom sticks out from the wall, the author's use of a large number of contrasts to highlight the snow and snow-white plum blossoms, the flowers and blood are white, but in the picture scroll is presented in a clear layer, there is no mud and water between the brushstrokes, each stroke is just right, simple but very exquisite, but also reveals the free and elegant ink painting. There is only one plum in the whole painting, but it gives people a strong visual impact.

Such a work can never be from Mei Wan'er's hand, even if it is placed in modern times, it is a painter-level work, and Xia Shang can't find a trace of fault.

Undoubtedly, this is from the hand of Nangong Hanjiang.

"It's really everyone!"

Xia Shang secretly sighed to himself, and the people around him also secretly exclaimed, and the girl next to him added: "A painting of Nangong Hanjiang is worth a thousand gold, and even Empress Wende has a collection. ”

Twilight stayed on the plum blossoms for a long time, and somebody was the first to notice the verses in the scroll, and soon drew their eyes to the poems.

"The corner of the wall is erected with plums, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. ”

"Look! Is it a poem by Xia Gongzi? How did Xia Gongzi's poem appear on it? ”

This discovery immediately caused an uproar, and the Nangong girl who first thought of her liked Xia Shang's "Plum Blossom" very much, so she quoted it in the painting.

Everyone thinks so, and there seems to be no other explanation.

But things are not like that, Xia Shang saw the difference in the verses at a glance, and soon some people saw the difference!

"It's the vertical branch plum in the corner, it's 'vertical', not 'number'!"

The difference in one word raises more doubts, and in this regard, it is indeed more appropriate to say "vertical" than "number".

"Maybe Miss Nangong made a slight modification in order to get closer to the picture, right?"

As soon as this sound fell, another exclamation came from the crowd: "Look at the payment!" ”

"The twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, the tenth year of Zhenguan!"

The audience fell silent, and everyone's eyes shifted from the picture scroll to Xia Shang.

Doubt! Huge doubts!

"Young Master Xia, can you give me an explanation?" The girl next to her tugged at Xia Shang's sleeve, her tone was no longer so easy-going, and she faded into the ice.

Xia Shang was also stunned, so stunned that he couldn't speak, and his brain instantly became a mess: "I'm rubbing, is this a chicken feather?" Oolong? Why did this poem appear last year? Isn't this written by Wang Anshi? Wang Anshi also copied someone else's? Brother Wang, don't cheat people! ”

The cold sweat came out in an instant, and through the matter of Princess Runan, Xia Shang knew that there was an omission in history, could this "Plum Blossom" really be wrong by historical records? Who can say for sure? In case it's really wrong, this Nangong girl made a plum blossom first, and she used this work to pretend to be X, didn't she slap herself hard? And so many people know that it is plagiarism, and it will be spread all over the city in less than a day, and its bad effects are self-evident.

Xia Shang's panic was revealed on his face, and many people had concluded that Xia Shang was a thief, his expression changed from doubt to disdain, and the atmosphere was solemn to the extreme.

Nangong Hanjiang glanced at Xia Shang, silently returned to the window and sat down, Mei Wan'er suddenly became embarrassed, pointed at Xia Shang and asked, "Tell me, why Master Nangong's poems appear in your mouth?" You really dare, a businessman actually plagiarized Master Nangong's poems, and he didn't weigh his own ability, this kind of poetry can you compose? Aren't you afraid of the East Window incident? ”

"Young Master Xia! You explain and explain, did you copy the works of everyone in Nangong. ”

Xia Shang frowned: "If you want to say that it was really me, do you believe it?" ”

"Humph!"

Countless cold snorts responded to Xia Shang, this question still needs to be answered? One is the president of the Qinbei Poetry Society, and the other is an ordinary businessman, who can make famous sentences through the ages?

Mei Wan'er smiled secretly, and threw a victorious sneer in the gap of the crowd, which was very perverse.

Xia Shang could see it clearly, but he didn't get angry, because he was sure of one thing from Mei Wan'er's smile - he didn't engage in oolong, they were going to point to the deer as a horse!

The most poisonous woman's heart, sincerity does not deceive others!