Chapter 146

On stage.

Nangong Huoyue looked at the weak girl who was holding a scroll and needed help to walk out, and her brows suddenly frowned.

People from other families also looked at the Qin family mother and daughter.

Song Fu looked at the scroll in the hand of the weak girl and narrowed his eyes slightly.

His wife, Sun Qiaoxiang, gritted her teeth secretly.

On that same night, both her children died tragically.

Mrs. Wang, the eldest lady of Chengguo Mansion, glanced at the Qin family and then looked behind her, but did not see the figure she wanted to see.

Qin Wenzheng bowed his head and said respectfully: "What I gave to the eldest princess is a jade Ruyi and a pair of poems, calligraphy and paintings."

Qin Chuan immediately took the brocade box in his hand.

The maid behind Nangong Huoyue came down and took it in her hand. After opening the brocade box and taking a look at it, Fang respectfully handed it to her.

Nangong Huoyue just glanced at it casually and nodded slightly.

The maid closed the brocade box, took away the items, and placed them next to it.

At this time, the mother and daughter of the Qin family had already arrived at Qin Wenzheng's side. Qin Weimo lowered his head and held up the calligraphy and painting in his hands.

Song Ruyue pulled her clothes beside her and motioned for her to kneel down.

When mother and daughter were about to kneel down, Nangong Huoyue said calmly: "Miss Qin's body is weak, so there is no need to kneel down."

Song Ruyue paused and had no choice but to kneel down.

Qin Weimo held up the calligraphy and painting in his hand and stood by himself, his body trembling slightly and he seemed to be a little unsteady.

"Get up and support me."

Nangong Huoyue said again.

Song Ruyue said quickly: "Thank you, eldest princess."

After saying that, he quickly stood up and supported the girl beside him who could no longer support himself.

When the maid next to Nangong Huoyue was about to come down to take the calligraphy and painting from the girl's hand, Meng Jinnan suddenly laughed and said: "Elder Princess, the second daughter of the Qin family has always been known as a talented woman in our Mo City, although she is weak. , but it is He can write and draw, and is versatile. The poems given to the eldest princess today must be excellent. Why not let the second daughter of the Qin family read a few poems for everyone to comment on, and you can also ask the eldest princess to help guide you. "

The maid stopped.

Nangong Huoyue paused, looked at the weak girl in the audience and said, "Then just read two songs. As for the guidance, there is no need."

Meng Jinnan said quickly: "Brother Wenzheng, let Qian Jin read it."

Hearing this, Qin Weimo raised his head and slowly unfolded the poems, calligraphy and paintings in his hands.

The entire hall was silent.

After a pause, the girl's weak voice slowly sounded out: "The golden sword and the white jade suit, the light shines through the window at night. The man wasted his time, but he has not yet accomplished his merits. He picked up the sword and took care of the wasteland independently. Jinghua made friends with all the wonderful people, and they shared the same spirit. Life and death. I have been shameless in the history of thousands of years, and I am loyal to the emperor. The mountains of Nanshan are rugged and snowy, but there is no one in the sky."

After the girl finished reading, everyone's eyes turned to the girl in red dress on the stage. After taking a look, they immediately lowered their heads and waited quietly.

No one dared to comment first.

When Nangong Huoyue heard the first two sentences, she frowned slightly. After hearing the entire poem, she pondered for a moment, looked at the weak girl in the audience and said, "Did you compose this poem yourself?"

Qin Weimo lowered his head and said, "It was the daughter of the people who did it herself."

At this time, Mrs. Sun Qiaoyun of the Song family, who was standing not far away, suddenly came out to the crowd and said: "Elder Princess, she is lying!"

As soon as she said this, everyone in the hall looked at her in astonishment.

Song Fu immediately shouted in a low voice: "Come back! How can you, a woman, speak in front of the eldest princess!"

Sun Qiaoyun still bowed her head and said through gritted teeth: "Eldest Princess, she is lying!"

At this time, the people in the back room also started talking in low voices.

"I seem to have heard this poem somewhere two days ago..."

"By the way, I've heard of it too. It seems to have been made by a talented person from the Song family. My son read it several times after he returned home."

In the hall, everyone's expressions changed.

But the weak girl still held the scroll in her hand, lowered her head, and said nothing.

On stage.

Nangong Huoyue suddenly said: "Read the next song."

The girl agreed, and her soft voice sounded in the hall again: "The general opens the gate, and Geng Jie stands in front of the wind. The generals want to talk, but they stay around and dare not enter. The sword energy shoots into the sky, and the sound of drums shakes the earth. Yellow dust blocks the road. , the horse is chasing the soldiers in a hurry. From then on, the arrows flew like rain, and they surrounded me for a hundred miles. They killed five thousand people, and the barbarians held their saddles and wept. . Xiankai returned to the capital, and his military appearance was improved."

After reading this poem, there was silence in the hall.

Nangong Huoyue frowned, looked at the weak girl in the audience, and asked, "Did you also write this poem yourself?"

Song Ruyue looked ugly and hurriedly pulled at her daughter's clothes.

Qin Weimo lowered his head and said in a soft but calm voice, "Yes."

At this time, Sun Qiaoxiang suddenly bent her knees, knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Elder Princess, she is lying! These two poems were written by Song Zhengming, the nephew of a commoner's wife!"

The people in the back room started talking quietly again.

"I heard this poem two days ago. It was indeed written by the talented scholar from the Song family..."

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that this young lady from the Qin family, who looks so weak and pitiful, would be so shameless, steal other people's poems, and dare to plausibly say that she did it in front of the eldest princess..."

The hall was unusually quiet.

Discussions in the back room continued.

Song Ruyue's face turned red.

Qin Wenzheng's face also turned ugly.

Nangong Huoyue looked at the family of four, was silent for a moment, looked at the weak girl and said, "Read it again."

Qin Weimo lowered his head to look at the scroll in his hand and continued to read softly:

"The autumn wind blows horns on the fortress, and the sun flags set on the city head. The young man is poised and horse is suitable. To join the military music, don't ask who you are from. The horseman has just passed through Jibei, and the pioneer has moved to the west of Liaoning. The return date is still as late as Liu Yiyi. In the spring boudoir month, the red sleeves are not Must cry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sun Qiaoxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, said loudly again: "Eldest Princess! This poem is still written by Song Zhengming, the nephew of a civilian woman!"

There was more discussion in the back room.

Song Ruyue finally couldn't help it and said angrily: "Sun Qiaoxiang! You said it was your nephew who did it. What evidence is there?"

Sun Qiaoxiang knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and did not answer.

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On stage.

Nangong Huoyue turned her head, glanced at the maid next to her, and said, "Bring over the scroll just given by the Song family."

The maid quickly found the scroll among the gifts, unfolded it, and placed it in front of her.

Nangong Huoyue glanced at the poem above, looked at the weak girl below, and said, "Read it again."

Qin Weimo looked calm, lowered his head, and continued to read: "Stick to the green mountains and never let go. The roots are still in the broken rocks. After thousands of hardships, they are still strong, regardless of the east, west, north, and south winds."

"Read it again."

Nangong Huoyue said calmly.

Qin Weimo continued to read softly:

"The advisors in the hall are wearing curtains, and the fierce generals on the side are fighting. The time and place are conducive to harmony. Yan Ke attacks and says Ke. On this day, there are cauldrons and cauldrons on the towers, and he walks on the mountains and rivers with swords. Everyone gathers and sings in the angry wind. The officials in charge come to congratulate. "

"Read it again."

Qin Weimo gasped and read out the last poem:

"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, about to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun. The sound of horns fills the autumn sky, and the swallow's fat condenses into purple at night. Half a roll of red flags are near the Yishui, and the sound of heavy frost and drums cannot be heard. Repay the king with gold The purpose of the stage is to guide Yulong to die for you."

Nangong Huoyue looked at her and said nothing.

The hall was as silent as a cicada.

The discussion in the back room became louder.

"Theft! It's all theft!"

"I have read these poems, and they are all written by the great talent of the Song family."

"How disgusting, how dare you deceive the eldest princess in front of her!"

"The Qin family is so treasonous! The eldest princess just came back from a victorious battle, and they actually used plagiarized things to tease her in front of her face..."

Hearing these remarks, Song Ruyue's face began to turn pale.

On stage.

Nangong Huoyue handed the scroll sent by the Song family to Meng Jinnan and said, "City Lord Meng, please take a look first."

Meng Jinnan took the scroll and looked at it intently.

After he read all the poems above, he suddenly said with astonishment on his face: "Elder Princess, these... these poems..."

He didn't say any more, and immediately took the Song family scroll down with a gloomy expression, handed it to Qin Wenzheng and said, "Brother Wenzheng, take a good look at it for yourself!"

Qin Wenzheng took the scroll and looked at the poems on it.

Song Ruyue, who was next to her, immediately came over to watch together.

Every time they read a poem, their faces turned pale. After reading all the poems above, Song Ruyue's body softened and she collapsed on the ground in fear.

Qin Weimo had no one to support him, and was about to fall when he was supported by Qin Chuan, who had quick eyes and quick hands next to him.

Qin Wenzheng looked ugly and froze for a long time. With trembling hands, Fang returned the scroll in his hand to Meng Jinnan, who had a gloomy face in front of him.

"Brother Wenzheng, Ling Qianjin is so brave!"

Meng Jinnan finished speaking in a cold voice, unfolded the scroll, and recited all the poems on it in a deep voice, word for word. Then he turned around and handed the scroll to other people in the hall to see, with a cold expression on his face. Said: "The poems that the daughter of the Qin family just read are almost exactly the same as the poems that the Song family gave to the eldest princess. There are only a few differences in the words. Let's take a look for yourselves!"

People from the Wang family, Zhang family, Luo family and other families were all shocked when they heard this, and they quickly took it in their hands to watch.

After reading it, everyone was in disbelief.

"Brother Wenzheng, how could your daughter...hey..."

"Even if you want to plagiarize, you can't give it to the eldest princess. Doesn't this mean to your Qin family..."

Everyone was talking a lot.

Sun Qiaoxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, spoke loudly again: "Princess, City Lord! The daughter of the Qin family plagiarized the poems of the nephew of a commoner woman, and deliberately deceived and teased the eldest princess at the celebration banquet prepared for the eldest princess. This is treason and should be punished! The Qin family should be punished! Those who knew the truth but kept it secret had ulterior motives and deserved to be punished together, their homes confiscated and exiled, to serve as a warning to others!"

Nangong Huoyue frowned and looked at it, but did not reply immediately.

Qin Weimo suddenly turned his head, looked at the woman kneeling on the ground and said, "Aunt Sun, are these poems really written by your Song family?"

Sun Qiaoxiang looked up at her and sneered: "The eldest princess can tell whether it is true or false! My nephew Zhengming made these poems a few days ago and made them into an anthology. All the scholars in the Song family have seen it with my own eyes and praised it. You are so brave that you dare to tease the eldest princess in front of her. Do you really think that your Qin family is so powerful in Mo City that you don't even take it seriously?"

At this time, a woman suddenly came out of the back room, knelt on the ground and said, "Princess, the women of the country can testify that these poems were read by the women of the Song family a few days ago. They were indeed written by talented people of the Song family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several women and girls walked out of the back room again. They all knelt down to prove that they had heard these poems a few days ago.

At this time, there were several scholars outside shouting: "Elder Princess, these poems are indeed written by Song Zhengming of the Song family, and we can all testify!"

Qin Wenzheng lowered his head, his face gloomy.

Qin Chuan's face was equally ugly.

Song Ruyue collapsed on the ground.

The people in the entire hall looked at the four Qin family members with eyes full of contempt, gloating and other emotions.

Song Fu lowered his head and moved the corners of his mouth slightly.

Meng Jinnan's face turned pale and he said, "Brother Wenzheng, I'm sorry."

Then he shouted in a cold voice: "Come here! Arrest this woman who dares to deceive and tease the eldest princess and put her in prison!"

Suddenly two armored guards walked out of the door.

Song Ruyue was trembling all over, her face full of despair.

At this moment, a maid behind Nangong Huoyue suddenly said: "Your Highness, there is something wrong with these poems."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes immediately turned to her.

The two armored guards who entered the room came behind the frail girl and looked upward, but did not take action immediately.

Nangong Huoyue turned her head, looked at the maid, frowned and said, "Yuewu, what's wrong?"

The maid named Yue Wu glanced at the weak girl below and said softly: "Your Highness, the poems that the Qin family's Miss read sound fine. But the poems that the Song family handed over...if you look at them individually, , in fact, there is no problem, but when compared with the poems read by Miss Qin... it becomes a big problem."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall looked puzzled.

Aren't those poems exactly the same? The daughter of the Qin family just changed a few words. Why is there no problem with one word but a big problem with the other?

Nangong Huoyue's eyes moved and asked, "What's the problem?"

The maid named Yue Wu lowered her head and said solemnly: "Your Highness, some of the poems written by the Song family young master may be... anti-poetry!"

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