Chapter 33 The Peak Turns Around

"Miss Bai Er, your methods are a little unbright." Feng Yiduo hugged his arms, "The county lord put down the pen first, and you hesitated a lot before you took it back, there is a problem with your designation." ”

Coupled with the rumors in the market, everyone thinks that it is Bai Yanhui's plagiarism.

Kang Yunxin was not sure, but just looked upright: "Everyone should not follow the crowd, now the two poems are exactly the same, there must be a problem in them, please prove that you are the ones who write poems!" ”

As the granddaughter of the prime minister's family, Kang Yunxin is not afraid of any power, even if she is a princess, she has to look at the name of the Kang family.

Rao is so, and the wind comments are also one-sided!

Bai Yan was back in the center of the storm, and a group of male guests who received the news also rushed over.

"Oh my God, the Lord Regent is here!"

"He's never been to an event like this."

"It's fun now, the princess-to-be regent is plagiarizing poems over there, and the regent here is here in person."

"I don't know if this marriage will ......"

Bai Yanhui's face was indifferent, as if everyone's verbal war could not be heard.

Shangguan Huan slandered in her heart, hum, pretending! Let your white geese come back and ruin today!

When everyone saw the regent walking to Bai Yanhui's side and watching the show with a good face, Si Chenye picked up Bai Yanhui's poem, "As soon as the flowers bloom in January, the flowers bloom in season." There is no need to boast of rain and dew, and be cautious of hiding ice and snow. ”

"Good poetry."

Si Chenye's face was full of appreciation.

Bai Yan looked back at Shangguan Huan's jealous appearance, and felt relieved. This Si Chenye is very powerful, and he actually came to support himself.

Shangguan Huan hid her face and sobbed, and her pitiful appearance made the nobles sympathetic.

"Don't be sad, the county lord, that kind of person has his own providence!"

Shangguan Huan meant something, "The prince is here, he must not know the truth of the matter, Miss Bai Er and I wrote poems together, how could I think that she is exactly the same as me." ”

Si Chenye turned his head, "Oh? ”

"Lord Wang." Feng Yiduo stepped forward and saluted, "Today's matter, the prince is here to make a holy decision." ”

"The county lord and Miss Bai Er made a poem on the theme of osmanthus at the same time, who would have thought that after the county lord first put down the pen and everyone watched the poem, he saw the poem of Miss Bai Er, who was written later, was exactly the same as the poem of the county lord."

"The mistake of plagiarism, Miss Bai Er has nothing to say?"

Kang Yunxin took a step forward, and after saluting Si Chenye, she looked at Feng Xinduo and said a lot, "Miss Feng's words are wrong. ”

Then he looked around at everyone, "Why should we judge the true owner of this poem only by who puts down the pen first and who puts it down later?" Now that the truth is unknown, everyone still has reservations. ”

"Miss Kang, what do you mean by this, the county lord's reputation has long been known, and a mere poem is nothing." Feng Yiduo stood in line with Guan Huan, "Or is Miss Kang suspicious of the county lord?" ”

"yes, I don't understand!"

"Why would the county lord do such an unseemly thing!"

Kang Yunxin frowned, and when she was about to speak, Bai Yanhui chuckled, "It's so interesting!" "By the way, there is still applause!

"Miss Bai Er, what do you mean by this? If you don't admit it, don't say it, do you still beat it up? Feng Yiduo frowned coldly.

"The current situation is that I am the same as the county lord's poem, so most people think that I plagiarized the county lord, right?" Bai Yan glanced around, "Then why do you think that the poem was not written by me and was borrowed by the county lord?" ”

"The county lord only decided the topic today, and before today, Miss Bai Er was recuperating in the mansion, and the two had never intersected." Feng Yiduo peeled off the cocoon, "And the county lord is like a god in writing, but Miss Bai Er, you are still hesitant and unwilling to write." ”

"If it was really a poem written by you, Miss Bai Er should finish it without delay."

"Everybody, right?" Feng Yiduo took advantage of the situation to mobilize the emotions of the surrounding visitors.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement.

"So the county lord is saying that this poem was newly made by the county lord, and there has never been a foreign transmission?" Bai Yan looked back at Shangguan Huan.

"Nature." Shangguan Huan is confident.

"There is an osmanthus tree in the backyard of Fenghualou, and when the flowers bloom at the beginning of the month, I also personally pick flowers and make osmanthus wine." The white goose opened its mouth back is something that is not related to cattle and horses, which makes people confused.

"This, what does this have to do with poetry?" Feng Yiduo asked curiously.

"If you have time, you can go to the small shop to taste osmanthus wine, please hurry up if the amount is small." Bai Yanhui actually played a signboard, and Si Chenye felt funny when he heard it. "By the way, once when I was making wine, the shopkeeper asked me if the twelve wings on the third floor should be named after poems, so I picked the laurel wings of the season and mentioned a poem."

Bai Yan replied to the point, "It's today's poem, and the shopkeeper has engraved the poem on the door of the wing." This kind of manual work is not good in ten days and half a month, so it is better to send someone to take a look. ”

"The county lord said that this poem was made by you yourself today, and it has never been passed on." Bai Yan raised his eyebrows back, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Then if this poem is indeed on the door of the wing, it will be up to the county lord to give an explanation." ”

Shangguan Huan's hands were clenched, and her heart was turbulent, how could this be?

Today, in the corner of the garden, I obviously heard Bai Yan reply that this poem was made casually, why do you now say that this poem has been written by yourself a long time ago, and there is still evidence.

"Otherwise, please move and go to Fenghua Pavilion to have a look for yourself." Bai Yan returned to the ghosts and ghosts, and took advantage of the situation to start a business, so many distinguished customers, they will definitely be able to make a lot of money.

If everyone was inclined to Shangguan Huan at the beginning, now they are breaking some back, after all, Bai Yanhui's demeanor does not look like a fraud.

But in Shangguan Huan's eyes, Bai Yanhui is cheating, she just knows how to disguise, so she pretends to use her shop in Fenghualou to demonstrate herself psychologically, and the evidence must be a fake.

"Miss Bai Er, it is a gentleman's style to be willing to gamble and lose, but if it is a forgery of evidence, it is a villain's business." Shangguan Huan became more and more calm, feeling that this was just Bai Yanhui's routine.

And what she has to do is to uncover her routine, and then destroy all the good things that she Bai Yan returned.

Fame, prestige, including the title and position of Princess Regent!

"I also said that one of the twelve women's pavilions in my Fenghua Building, this poem is engraved on the door, it is not a day's work, everyone will know it as soon as you go to see it." Bai Yan endured Shangguan Huan's intentions, and was still not impatient.

When the situation was stiff, Shangguan Huan glanced at Feng Yiduo beside her, and Feng Yiduo began to talk eloquently: "Everyone knows that Fenghualou is Miss Bai Er's territory, and there are countless talented people in the three sects and nine ranks, even the copper money and silver have imitation experts, not to mention the poems on this door." ”

"Miss Bai Er can delay time with us here, and then let the people around her to keep the trust, and let the veteran imitate the fake, and we can't see the reason even if we go."

The more Feng Yiduo spoke, the more enjoyable he became, and he even felt that his guess was probably the truth, "Miss Bai Er is really calculating, stepping on the county lord's talent and paving the way for herself, why don't I discuss it directly with the county lord, just think that Miss Bai Er is the master of the poem, Miss Bai Er, you won, okay?" ”

Taking retreat as advance is a good strategy.

The key is that these words were all said by Feng Yiduo, and they have nothing to do with Shangguan Huan, and everyone will believe in Shangguan Huan more, and have a little sympathy.

And he is the wicked man, and there is no evidence to falsify evidence.

"Why didn't Miss Bai Er speak?" At that moment, a young lady from a mansion stood up, "Don't you be honest?" ”

Bai Yan didn't give her a look back at her, and suddenly the young lady's face couldn't hold back, "Today is just a poem that will help the sisters to entertain, Miss Bai Er is such a good means to take away her creations for her own use, then think about the poem that Miss Bai Er surprised the four at the palace banquet, maybe it is who's it, hey, I really feel a pain in the face for the Bai family!" ”

Bai Chutao was originally watching a play, and she was quite embarrassed.

The big guy attacked Bai Yan back, making her face dull, in fact, Bai Chutao was still very happy; But everyone is involved in Baifu again, Bai Chutao is unwilling to be prosperous, but Bai Chutao is even more unwilling to lose everything.

This is a good thing and pointed at Bai Chutao, "Ah, isn't this the third lady of Baifu, tell me, this poem was made by your sister?" ”

Bai Chutao swallowed her saliva nervously, and looked at Bai Yanhui in a hurry, seeing that she was one of the protagonists, she was still sure to win, and there were also the regent and the six princes around her, faintly forming a situation of encirclement.

In the same way, her own side is pointed out by the people who have risen because of her, and she has words of suffering; And on her side, it is not comfortable to be surrounded by Wang Sun!

It's not fair!

It's obviously the trouble that you Bai Yan caused back, why are all the people waiting to see my joke.

"Sister, the county lord is kind, if my sister likes this poem, she tells the county lord directly, maybe the county lord will give it to you, why ...... sister"

Silence is better than sound at this point.

A 'why bother' with a long aftertaste has convinced most people that Miss Bai San's Bai Yan is not martial, but also treacherous and quibble.

At this time, Bai Yanhui chuckled, looked at Bai Chutao carefully, and then looked at Shangguan Huan, ready to speak.

Si Chenye on the side cut off his beard, "I see." ”

Shangguan Huan looked surprised, this means that the prince also believed that the poem was written by himself, and looked at Si Chenye with anticipation.

"I said that the little guy carried the newly built door to the third floor that day, I was staring at the poem and was fascinated, it turned out that you rebuilt the third floor in a big way?"

Si Chenye lowered his head and looked at the white goose around him, with a look of course.

Kang Yunxin tilted her head to look at it, her eyes lit up, "Does this mean that the prince has seen this poem a long time ago, and it is in Fenghua Building?" ”

Si Chenye rarely turned his head to face it, "That's right, on the fifth day of the first month of this month, when I went to Fenghualou, a small servant passed by with a hollow door, I saw that the poem above was interesting, and I took a look twice, it was this one." Si Chenye's finger pointed to the rice paper on the table where Bai Yan returned.

Kang Yunxin looked at Feng Yiduo, "That is to say, the prince can testify that this poem has long appeared in Fenghua Building, so everyone at the scene, whether anyone doubts the truth of the prince's words." ”

That's the iron-blooded regent, who has the guts?

A room quietly.

"Very good, since no one doubts it, then Miss Bai Er's side is guaranteed by the prince, may I ask the county lord of Anyang, do you still insist that this poem was made by yourself!" Kang Yunxin's face was frank.

Shangguan Huan looked at Si Chenye with red eyes, "If the prince wants Miss Bai Er to win, just tell the little girl directly, why poke the little girl's heart at this time, it's just a poem!" ”

"yes, it's just a poem!" Bai Yanhui repeated her last sentence, and said casually: "It's just a poem I wrote casually, why should the county lord be so indifferent but unyielding?" ”

turned to sonorous and powerful, "Or is it that in the heart of the county lord, the regent who has made great contributions to Tianyao is a person who can reverse black and white right and wrong for the sake of children's affection!" ”

Shangguan Huan was already so frightened that she couldn't speak.