The queen mother glanced at Nangong Yue.
After all these years in the palace, she can naturally see that Nangong Yue and this cousin don't seem to have a good relationship. The queen mother has been with Nangong Yue for a long time, and she knows that her temperament is calm and generous, so it seems that something is wrong with this Bai family.
At this time, Cui Yanyan stood up, walked to Bai Muxiao's side, took her hand affectionately, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiao'er, I look forward to seeing you, but you are finally here!"
Bai Muxiao withdrew her hand, blessed Fushen respectfully, and said coldly: "Thank you, Third Prince, for your concern."
Seeing this, the Empress Dowager frowned slightly, this Bai family was really unruly, even ignorant of flattery. Who does she think she is, and what is her status? How dare she show her face to the third concubine? This is still in front of her, the queen mother. If she really passes through the door in the future, wouldn't it be lawless if the door is closed
Reminiscent of Nangong Yue's unfriendly attitude towards Bai Muxiao, the queen mother suddenly realized that this Bai family really has no rules.
The empress dowager's eyes darkened slightly, and that forceful aura was invisible.
But Cui Yanyan didn't care about Bai Muxiao's indifference, and even felt secretly happy in her heart, and said with a smile: "The empress dowager, sister Xiao'er is pure and filial, and my granddaughter-in-law admires her very much. Originally, the granddaughter-in-law planned to invite sister Xiaoer to accompany her The grandson and daughter-in-law came to the palace together, but sister Xiao'er had to go to the temple to pray for blessings in order to make a life sacrifice for her deceased father, so it was delayed for a few days."
Bai Muxiao realized the empress dowager's displeasure, so she shuddered suddenly, as if a bucket of cold water suddenly poured on her body, making her wake up in an instant. She said to herself, hadn't she already made up her mind
As long as the goal is achieved, so what the means!
As long as the goal is achieved, even if it makes her grovel, so what!
One day, she will be able to stand upright again and look down on all beings!
She closed her eyes, and suddenly smiled, like the spring breeze in March, warm and gentle, and said blessedly: "Thank you for the compliment, Third Prince and Concubine. All goodness and filial piety are the first. It has been more than three years since my father passed away, and it coincides with my father's birth." Xiao'er prays for blessings during the ceremony, and it is her duty to pray for her. Xiao'er is really ashamed of the praise from the three princes and concubines." Since ancient times, rulers have advocated filial piety and filial piety to stabilize their rule, not to mention that the queen mother is the emperor's own child Mother, naturally hope that everyone in the world will respect filial piety.
Bai Muxiao smiled ironically in her heart, the third concubine might be self-defeating this time.
She quickly glanced at the queen mother on Luohan's bed, and sure enough, the queen mother's expression softened a lot, and sighed: "There is an old saying: when the father is alive, watch his aspirations; The way of filial piety can be called filial piety. Miss Bai, if you have such filial piety, your father will be very pleased if you know it under the spring." The queen mother said in her heart, "Although this common girl doesn't know the rules, she knows filial piety. It's too out of line, after passing the door, let the mother slowly teach the rules.
Hearing that the Empress Dowager's tone had softened, Han Lingfu was overjoyed, looked at Bai Muxiao with a smile, and thought: He knew that the Empress Dowager would definitely like Xiao'er.
Cui Yanyan's face froze. The original virtuous mask almost fell off, but she stabilized in the end, with a perfect smile on her face, she replied: "The empress dowager is right. My grandson-in-law will also pay her respects in the future." Little sister Xiao'er should study more."
"Xiao'er is terrified."
Seeing that the wife and concubine were like sisters, the queen mother nodded inwardly: the third concubine Cui Yanyan is indeed as virtuous and magnanimous as the rumors say, and has the demeanor of a first wife.
The queen mother and Han Lingfu were satisfied with their grandparents, but Nangong Yue, Yuan Yuyi and Fu Yunyan watched it interestingly, feeling like they were watching a big show.
After everyone sat for a while, Han Lingfu suggested with a smile: "Queen Mother, the sun outside is much smaller now, why don't you go for a walk with your grandson in Qianfang Garden?"
Han Lingfu was full of filial piety, and the Queen Mother responded with a smile.
A group of people waited and accompanied the Queen Mother out of the Changqiu Palace, heading for the Qianfang Garden in the southwest of the Changqiu Palace.
The sun has already set, and the weather is much cooler at this time, which is a good time for a walk, but the weather in August is like a spoiled child who will turn his back when he says he will.
A group of people stepped into the Garden of Thousand Fragrances. The blue sky, which was still clear for thousands of miles just now, has become gloomy in an instant, covered with patches of cloudy clouds.
"Boom, boom—"
There was a muffled thunder in the distance, and seeing that it was about to rain heavily, Panqiu, the palace maid next to the queen mother, said nervously: "Your Majesty, there is a gazebo in front of you, why don't you go there to hide from the rain?" Now that they are recovering from their illness, if they are caught in the rain and cold, then these slaves can't bear it.
A group of people quickened their pace and walked quickly into the gazebo while protecting the queen mother. Almost immediately, huge raindrops "cracked" outside.
In the blink of an eye, most of the ground outside was drenched.
In the gazebo, all the girls were in a bit of a panic, some of them were splashed with water, and their temple hair was slightly disheveled.
Among them, the one with the ugliest expression was the third prince, Han Lingfu. He suggested to go out for a stroll just now, but it happened to be raining heavily. He looked up at the pattering rain curtain outside, seeing the force of the rain, he didn't know when the rain would stop.
Bai Muxiao, who was on the side, had been paying attention to his every move. With a change of mind, she suddenly chanted: "When I walk in the sky, it rains. I stop the rain and live. Does the rain do it for me? Encounters and encounters. Sit in a warm place when it's cold." , Walk in cool places when it is hot. All living beings are not different from the Buddha, and the Buddha is all living beings.”
As soon as she started to chant, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the pavilion, even the Queen Mother was thoughtful. The queen mother is already very old, and she thinks that the most important thing for a woman is to be virtuous and understand the rules, and it doesn't matter whether she is talented or not. But at this moment, it is unavoidable to be attracted by Bai Muxiao's extremely Buddhist words, staring at her in deep thought...
This summer's torrential rain came and went quickly, but within a few moments of Bai Muxiao's chanting, the rain gradually became smaller and stopped after a while, and the sky after the rain became more pure blue.
And Han Lingfu's heart was suddenly enlightened, and he repeated those two sentences in his heart: "When I walk in the sky, it rains, and I stop the rain and still live."
The queen mother suddenly asked: "Miss Bai also recites Buddhist scriptures?"
Bai Muxiao blessed her body, and replied humbly: "The Empress Dowager, my father passed away early, and Xiao'er would chant scriptures for him every day."
The Queen Mother looked at Bai Muxiao again, it was not easy for a girl of this age to calm down and recite Buddhist scriptures. I hope she can keep in mind the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures, and honestly guard her duty as a concubine.
"It's good to read Buddhist scriptures, and you should read more in the future." The Queen Mother said with a slight warning.
Bai Muxiao knew the deep meaning in the Queen Mother's words, so she hurriedly responded.
The heavy rain just now made the Queen Mother not in the mood to take a walk anymore, so she ordered to drive back to Changqiu Palace.
After sending the queen mother back respectfully, several juniors resigned one after another and parted ways.
Looking at the backs of Han Lingfu and the others, Yuan Yuyi hesitated to speak, endured and endured, and followed Nangong Yue and Fu Yunyan to Jingyue Zhai before she couldn't help saying: "Yue'er, that cousin of yours seems to have changed..."
Fu Yunyan nodded frequently at the side, "Cousin Yi is right. Although I can't tell why, but Ah Yue, your cousin is indeed different..." What kind of feeling is this? Fu Yunyan's small face wrinkled together.
"I got it!" Yuan Yuyi thought of something, clasped her hands a little excitedly and said, "Yue'er, your cousin used to be a bit condescending when looking at people," although I don't know what the other party is proud of, "but Now, there is a feeling of being invisible." The original Bai Muxiao always seemed to have a feeling of incompatibility with ordinary ladies, but just for a moment, she suddenly became invisible to everyone... It seems, it seems Put on a mask for yourself.
"Maybe." Nangong Yue laughed when she heard the words, she also noticed Bai Muxiao's change, she was secretly vigilant, she didn't know what happened these days that made Bai Muxiao sharp change like this
She gathered herself together, vigilantly, and said with a smile on her face: "Let's not talk about my cousin, after all, this is the housework of His Highness the Third Prince."
Yuan Yuyi and Fu Yunyan looked at each other, thinking the same. Anyway, the relationship between Nangong Yue and her cousin is not good, and they don't have the trouble to meddle in other people's affairs.
Yuan Yuyi finally thought of something serious, "Yue'er, in a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be the sixteenth of August..." She smiled and winked at Nangong Yue and Fu Yunyan, indicating something.
Speaking of August 16th, Nangong Yue also had a smile on her face, but Fu Yunyan sighed: "It's a pity that Axin didn't come!" The fifth prince is in the capital of the king, and Nangong Xin, as his companion, naturally has to stay. Accompanied by the king's capital, he did not come to the palace with him.
August 16th is a special festival for young men and women in Dayu.
This festival originated from the former dynasty. It is said that three hundred years ago, a young general met a singing girl named Mu Lian by chance on the Qinhuai River. The two fell in love at first sight. The general wanted to marry Mu Lian, but his family objected. In the end, he redeemed himself, left sadly, and never heard from him again.
The young general has a deep love for him, has never married, and even gave up his bright future, was expelled from the house, and lived in seclusion in the frontier alone.
He stayed in the frontier for nearly ten years. Later, when Beidi invaded, they broke through several cities in a row. The young general stepped forward resolutely and led a whole city of people to defend the city. Just when she was isolated and helpless, Mu Lian cleverly used a "serial wind and fire plan" to break through the enemy's rear and relieve the danger of Hengcheng. The two became married under the witness of the people in the city.
After getting married, the two fought hard to guard the northern border together until the imperial reinforcements arrived.
Because of their great achievements in the First Battle of Beidi, the imperial court awarded the young general the title of Marquis of Anbei, and Mu Lian rose from a songstress to a super-ranked Mrs. Hou.
The emperor summoned An Beihou and his wife to enter the capital, but they chose to continue living in northern Xinjiang and live a simple and poor life. They led the poor local people to reclaim wasteland, irrigate and drain water, and Mu Lian even opened an academy and personally To teach and educate children.
The couple's academy not only taught a generation of great Confucian scholars, cabinet ministers and chief assistants, but also many outstanding talents.
Fifty years have passed, and the couple have had peaches and plums all over the world, and Marquis Anbei has been listed on the list of famous ministers because of his contribution to the creation of northern Xinjiang, and his name has gone down in history ever since.
Mrs. Mulian's life was full of ups and downs, full of legends. After her death, the people still missed her so much that they designated August 16, the day when An Beihou and his wife got married, as Mulian Festival, a day when lovers get married. .
Young lovers often place lotus lanterns on this day to make wishes and pray for blessings, hoping that the sky will last forever and grow old together.
Seeing Fu Yunyan shaking her head and sighing, Yuan Yuyi smiled and took her arm and said, "Liu Niang, isn't it enough for me to accompany you?"
"Not enough!" Fu Yunyan nodded vigorously, "I still want to eat the lotus cake you made!"
One of the traditions of the Mulian Festival is that women make lotus cakes for their husbands, and the two share a lotus cake, so that they can have a happy reunion in the future.
"Good idea!" Yuan Yuyi's eyes lit up, "Yue'er, why don't we go to Sister Xi's place to make lotus cakes on Mulian Festival. We also have to make lotus lanterns..."
"Let me make the lotus lantern." Fu Yunyan volunteered excitedly, "I'm not good at cooking, so just wrap the lotus lantern on me."
"When the time comes, let's ask Sister Shangxi, Cousin Jun, and Cousin Xia to put the lotus lanterns together."
The more people talked, the more excited they became, and Fu Yunyan said with even more enthusiasm, "Ah Yue, sister Yi Yue, why don't you two go to my place together, and I'll ask Sister Xi and the others to come over, and let's sit down and have a good discussion. "
Nangong Yue refused with a smile, and said, "It's better tomorrow."
"Ah Yue, what are you doing today?" Just after asking, Fu Yunyan immediately showed an expression of enlightenment, and said jokingly, "I see! You must want to go back to accompany Brother Yi."
Nangong Yue's face was slightly hot after being told, but she still said cheekily, "So what?"
Fu Yunyan took Yuan Yuyi's arm, and said jokingly: "Ayue has Brother Yi, so we don't want us. Fortunately, there is Cousin Yi, you are with me."
Nangong Yue stared at her intentionally, and said, "Just wait, until you get married... hum!"
Speaking of "getting married", Yuan Yuyi's cheeks suddenly turned red. Nangong Yue and Fu Yunyan looked at each other, and the latter said happily, "Sister Yi, is your marriage going to be finalized?"
The two in front of them are not considered outsiders. Although Yuan Yuyi blushed, she still said generously: "Mother said let me take a look at it some other day. If I am willing, it will be settled."
"Tell me, who is it?"
"... the third son Jian of Zhang Jinghou's mansion." Yuan Yuyi always felt a little uneasy, and said quietly, "Second brother said that he would go and find out for me, and asked me to drag my mother and see you in a few days. "
In this world, it is difficult for a woman, and what happens to her husband's family is even more related to most of her life. Not everyone has the courage to divorce.
Although Princess Yuncheng and the consort will definitely not harm Yuan Yuyi, sometimes, as elders, they may not consider and pay attention to everything.
"I'll ask Ah Yi to inquire about it too." Nangong Yue said. Xiao Yi is the number one tyrant among those dandies in the capital, and if he takes the lead, he will definitely gain something.
Yuan Yuyi thanked her shyly, and the three girls walked to the fork in the road talking and laughing, and then left separately.
Thinking that Xiao Yi was waiting for her in Jingyue Zhai, Nangong Yue's footsteps became much lighter.
The life in the palace is much more leisurely than that in the king, but it is a pity that Xiao Yi has an errand, even if he is not doing his job properly, he still has to put on a show, and has to go back to Wucheng Bingmasi every two days. I felt sorry for the deputy commander, Feng Shuxuan, who desperately shouldered all the things that Xiao Yi pushed him. However, he himself was very cheerful, and he expressed his loyalty that he would do his best for his elder brother.
On the nights when Xiao Yi was not around, Nangong Yue's heart felt a little empty. Before she knew it, she had become so dependent on him.
As the Queen Mother recovered, Nangong Yue finally didn't have to go to the Changqiu Palace from time to time. As long as Xiao Yi was in the palace, he would stick to her all day long. The scenery in the Yinglan Palace was very beautiful, and the two of them played around like no one else, and had a great time comfortable.
Before I knew it, it was August 15th.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor was naturally in a good mood, so several princes and princesses, princes and ministers, and several envoys from Baiyue accompanied him to the garden and enjoyed the moon.
In the huge Yinglan Palace, there are more than a dozen large and small gardens. Because of the pleasing name of one of them, Mingyue Garden, the emperor chose this garden.
Led by the emperor, dozens of people poured into the originally quiet Mingyue Garden.
Today's moonlight is excellent, the moon is like a huge silver plate hanging in the night sky, shedding bright moonlight on the ground, elegant and gentle like a veil.
While walking slowly along the cobblestone path, everyone watched the flowers, bamboo forests, ponds, lake stones in the garden...
It's August, and the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden is competing to bloom, exuding a strong floral fragrance, making it impossible to ignore their existence.
The emperor walked ahead with his courtiers, while Nangong Yue and other female relatives followed slowly behind.
Yuan Yuyi picked up a golden osmanthus, smelled it closely and praised: "The osmanthus in this garden blooms really well, it is so clean that it is dusty, and it is so dense that it overflows far!"
"Yes! Yes!" Fu Yunyan nodded hastily, and said eagerly, "Such a good osmanthus flower, it must be delicious to make tea, soup, and snacks."
Liu Niang... the corners of Yuan Yuyi's eyes twitched, and there is a saying that "appreciating osmanthus in the golden autumn", so why don't people enjoy the flowers!
Fu Yunyan continued without realizing it: "By the way, you can also make sweet-scented osmanthus wine!" When it came to sweet-scented osmanthus wine, her eyes shone brighter than the stars in the night sky.
Nangong Yue said with a smile: "Although I am not as good as sister Xi in making dim sum, my ability to make fruit wine is not bad."
"Ah Yue, do you know how to make wine?" Fu Yunyan suddenly looked at her with burning eyes, and almost shook the dog's tail behind him.
Nangong Yue nodded and said: "When I was studying medicinal wine before, I learned a little bit by the way, but this sweet-scented osmanthus wine has never been brewed. If you don't mind Liu Niang, I can give it a try."
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" Fu Yunyan nodded vigorously, looking at Nangong Yue eagerly, "Ah Yue, I can only count on you."
Nangong Yue responded with a smile, recalling the wine making recipes she had seen, she couldn't wait to give it a try.
The girls talked and laughed at Yan Yan, and walked all the way, discussing what other snacks can be made with sweet-scented osmanthus...
The emperor didn't stop until he reached the edge of Mingyue Lake.
In front of me, the bright moonlight falls on the willow and osmanthus trees by the lake, covering them with a layer of silver gauze, light and elegant. The lake water of Mingyue Lake is flowing slowly under the bright moonlight, with gusts of summer wind blowing, the surface of the lake is shimmering, and the osmanthus flowers by the lake exude a strong fragrance of flowers. After a day of hard work, people can't help but become relaxed and leisurely, and even the voice of speech becomes softer.
Looking at the full moon reflected in Yueban Lake, the emperor couldn't help but feel very poetic, and sighed: "It really is 'the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky'."
"Uncle Emperor," Xiao Yi suggested with a smile, "Although my nephew is not good at writing and writing, how about asking everyone to compose poems with the theme of the moon in today's rare Mid-Autumn Festival?" , quickly glanced at Guan Yubai not far away.
Xiaobai said last time that if he wants to find out whether "that person" has real talents and learning, he needs an opportunity. He saw that this opportunity is good, so that the stinky girl can clear up the doubts in her heart, so that she won't have to think about it all day long and worry about it. He didn't want his stinky girl to waste her mind on an unimportant person.
A shallow smile floated on Guan Yubai's lips, and he nodded slightly to him.
Hearing Xiao Yi's words, the emperor became somewhat interested. Since ancient times, poets and poets have loved the Mid-Autumn Festival and chanted the moon, which is indeed an elegant thing.
Seeing the emperor's expression, a civil servant has already volunteered: "Your Majesty, I am not talented. I happened to write a poem yesterday. It is rare for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I made a fool of myself. I have the right to serve as a green leaf for you adults."
This lord is open-minded. Although the poem is ordinary, it can be regarded as a head start for the ministers. The emperor felt even more excited when he saw the ministers seconding the proposal.
Since it was time to compose a poem, the palace people serving around immediately took action, quickly moved several desks and chairs, arranged them one by one by the lake, and prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones.
Next, all the ministers wrote poems with the theme of the bright moon one by one, and the emperor said with great interest: "You all come over and have a look."
Xiao Yi was the closest to the emperor, and he picked up the poems written by the ministers on the desk with a smile, and said with some disapproval: "Uncle Emperor, these poems are really ordinary, they are written almost the same, and my nephew didn't see it. Refreshing sentences."
The son of the Prince of Zhennan has always been flamboyant, and no matter how dissatisfied with his comments, no one dared to have any opinions.
The emperor originally thought that some poems were well done, but after hearing what Xiao Yi said, he became more and more dissatisfied. Although there were occasional good lines like "the night sky is bright and the lonely moon is round", he always felt that it was still not good enough. order something.
Xiao Yi continued with a smile: "When it comes to writing poems, my nephew remembers that the two poems handed down by Jin Xinhui are very good."
Thoughtful, the emperor called out, "Huairen."
Eunuch Liu, who was serving at the side, immediately understood the holy will, listened to the emperor's order, then hurried to the rear, and summoned a person from the accompanying female family——
Bai Muxiao!
In an instant, the ministers and female relatives present all cast their eyes on Bai Muxiao.
After Bai Muxiao saluted the emperor, the emperor said loudly: "Today is a rare Mid-Autumn Festival, is Miss Bai interested in composing a poem as well?"
It was a great honor for the emperor to appoint it, but Bai Muxiao did have the qualification to write poems.
"Huanxisha" and "Jiangchengzi" at the Jinxinhui, as well as the song "Xia Ke Xing" she composed before, have become masterpieces widely circulated among literati.
Everyone knows that she has been registered as the concubine of the third prince. Although she is only the concubine of the prince and not the main family, the concubine of the prince is also the second rank. Not to mention that she has already entered the eyes of the emperor, if she can give birth to the emperor's grandson as soon as possible, she will probably be more honorable than the third prince and concubine.
Thinking about it this way, the third imperial concubine Cui Yanyan suffered a lot of "caring" looks because of this, and she hated it even more in her heart.
But Han Lingfu was full of smiles, and it was also a good thing for his father to appreciate and love Xiao'er.
Under the divergent gazes of everyone, Bai Muxiao smiled generously.
Why did she stand here? Bai Muxiao knew it well. It seemed that the prince of Zhennan was instigated by his good cousin and wanted her to make a fool of herself in front of everyone. It's a pity that she had the truth. It's just a matter of fact, they were just wasting their efforts in vain, but instead fulfilled her opportunity.
Full of confidence, Bai Muxiao bowed her knees to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, that girl will compose a poem with five unique poems in seven steps."
In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, which has been passed down as a good story.
If these words today were not uttered by Bai Muxiao, it would be arrogance.
But everyone here knows that Bai Muxiao was the first to leave the stage after completing the lyrics in both the preliminary round and the final round of the Jinxinhui.
Everyone is whispering and waiting.
Seeing that Bai Muxiao was so confident, the emperor smiled even wider.
Bai Muxiao slowly took one step forward, and the second step...
When she reached the fourth step, the first line of the poem had already blurted out: "Moonlight shines before the bed."
After she uttered the first word, the surroundings were silent again, only her clear and beautiful voice echoing around.
After reading the first sentence, most civil servants couldn't hide their disappointment. This sentence is so ordinary that it is not an exaggeration to say that "a seven-year-old child can do it". only…
Thinking that every poem by Bai Muxiao in the past must have a good line handed down from generation to generation, maybe this witty line is still to come.
Bai Muxiao took another step, and the second line of the poem sounded: "Suspect it's frost on the ground."
This second sentence obviously sounds a few more flavorful than the first sentence, but it is still mediocre.
The "five uniques" are five characters and one sentence, and four sentences are complete, so it is called "jue". That is to say, there are only two sentences left in Bai Muxiao's five unique poems, and she can only rely on these last two sentences if she wants to make a comeback.
The surrounding area became more and more quiet. At this time, Bai Muxiao was the well-deserved center of the audience, and all eyes were on her.
At this time, Bai Muxiao had already reached the sixth step, "Look up at the bright moon."
At this point, most people basically felt that Bai Muxiao must be ashamed this time, and that such a childish Wujue Xiaoshi had the nerve to make a move, and it was still in front of the emperor.
There were already sparse whispers among the crowd.
Bai Muxiao didn't know about this, but she still had her usual expression on her face. When she took the seventh step, she uttered the last sentence: "Low your head and think about your hometown."
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown.
Several people murmured in low voices, and suddenly felt that this poem sounded ordinary at first glance, without strange and novel imagination, without exquisite and gorgeous rhetoric, but after careful reading, it seemed to be meaningful and intriguing. This word outlines a vivid picture of homesickness on a moonlit night in front of everyone's eyes.
Mr. Li from the Imperial Academy was the first to praise: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. This poem is fresh and simple, clear as words, but also meticulously conceived and deeply melodious.
Another old minister beside him also stroked his beard and said, "That's right, this old man finally understands what it means to 'do nothing but work'."
"Extremely, extremely. It's straight and heartfelt, without color." The scholar Chen also shook his head and said, "This is the most nostalgic poem, but it's not so straightforward and interesting."
Everyone whispered to each other, full of praise. This song is so catchy that even children with yellow mouths can recite it, I am afraid that after today, it will become famous all over the world.
Xiao Yi looked lazily, and blinked at Guan Yubai.
On the throne, the emperor also murmured this poem again, and smiled admiringly: "Good! It's good to say, 'Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown.' Miss Bai, is this poem famous?"
Bai Muxiao smiled calmly, even in the midst of everyone's praises, she was still calm and detached, and after blessing Fu, she replied respectfully: "Back to the emperor, because of 'doubt', 'look', because of 'look', 'think', There is no other thought, really 'quiet night thinking'!"
"Quiet Night Thoughts!" The emperor couldn't stop laughing, "What a song "Quiet Night Thoughts"!"
The emperor was in a good mood, so he ordered Eunuch Liu to reward Bai Muxiao with a thousand taels of gold, a pair of jade Ruyi, and several bolts of brocade and silk.
Han Lingfu stared at Bai Muxiao who was neither humble nor overbearing, his eyes sparkled. It's no wonder that it's Xiao'er, and only a strange woman like her who has a poetic spirit can write such catchy poems!
On the other side, Guan Yubai was thinking with his eyes downcast, and if he was thinking, he said with a half-smile: "Suspect it's frost on the ground..."
The word "shuang" in this sentence is cleverly used at first glance. It not only has the brightness of the moonlight, but also uses the cold weather to set off the loneliness and desolation of the homesick people.
But the problem is, it's August 15th, which is the summer heat!
Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has a bright moon and homesickness, it is not a cold season.
The poems of this white girl are really "surprised" every time. It's just that the poems are too wonderful, and it makes the onlookers fool.
"Your majesty," Guan Yubai stood up with a smile, bowing to the emperor, "Tonight, under the bright moon, Miss Bai has written a poem in seven steps, which can be passed down to the world. I have a proposal, and I wonder if the emperor has a good taste?"
The emperor was in a good mood, so he said bluntly, "Let's talk, Marquis An Yi."
On the other hand, Bai Muxiao's gaze sank, with a faint sense of foreboding.