Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

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Bai Yihao painted bamboo with a background. A few sprouts of scallion had just spewed out, but the bamboo was already full.

A clear sky, a full moon and a half moon hung in the air, there is a celebrity robe sitting in front of the bamboo, hand stroking the guqin, elegant manner, there is a jug of wine on the side, the jug is tilted, obviously used, celebrity Fuqin is already drunk and looks more graceful. Such a painting, whether it is a painting or an artistic scene, is extremely beautiful.

It is also in line with the theme of today's piano and celebrities.

It's hard!

It's hard to pinpoint the intention, the purine!

You Yue'e sneered proudly, but also leaned her head and asked, "Anping County Lord, what do you write here?" A modest look for advice.

Wang Xiuxiu didn't speak, holding the papa in his hand, covering his mouth with a proud smile. As long as Mo Xuetong was unlucky, no one would believe what she said in the future, and Mo Xuetong could only rot in the stomach. Here, Sure enough, King Ning's idea is good. Without factual evidence, what Mo Xuetong can say.

The two of them each have a strange child, and they all look at Mo Xuetong's disgrace.

Luo Mingzhu also saw some doorways, anxiously pulled her sleeves, and lowered her voice and said: "Cousin pupil, you wait here first, I'll ask my brother to write for you."

When she was finished, she would get up, Mo Xuetong grabbed her, shook her head slightly, motionlessly signaled her not to leave, and pointed to herself again, indicating that she was fine.

She knew that Luo Mingzhu was kind. She wanted Luo Wenyou, who had always been talented to help write a song, and then handed it to herself, but now everyone is staring at herself. If Luo Mingzhu did this, Things will inevitably be stared at Wang Xiuxiu who is on their side. They grabbed the handle, and then Luo Wenyou will be ashamed.

"Bai Gongzi, I don't know if I can use a pen and paper?" There is no other pen on the edge, and Mo Xuetong raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

"The lord of the county can do it for himself." Bai Yihao smiled warmly, and his beautiful face was bright and gentle like the moon, which attracted the noble ladies around them straight.

Mo Xuetong's attention was not on him, he didn't look at him. He picked up the pen in his right hand and looked at Bai Yihao's paintings. After thinking a little, he wrote it on the white paper of Su Juan. After writing, put the pen aside on the pen holder, picked up the plain paper, smiled and handed it to Bai Yihao politely, "Please comment."

As long as Bai Yihao said yes, Wang Xiuxiu and others wouldn't even say it was bad.

Bai Yihao took it with a smile, Jun Mei frowned slightly, looking at the poem in his hand, his face could not help showing some surprise.

"Sit alone in the sorrow, and play the piano to regain xiao. People in the deep forest don't know, the moon will look at each other, OK!"

"Good poems, really good poems, the talents of the county master can be regarded as the talented women of the capital." Someone stood beside Bai Yihao and saw clearly, complimenting each other.

"Sure enough, it is a good poem. It fits the topic in such a way that it is really inadequate. I ca n’t think of the young master of the county, so I have learned so well, and a good girl!" , This comment is naturally much more than ordinary pseudonyms.

You Yue'e was stunned while listening, and stood up awkwardly. She was going to take a look. She never believed that a girl from the countryside could really write such a good and so well-suited masterpiece.

"How to write so well, even a well-known talent can't write such an appropriate poem, the master of Anping County is a well-deserved talented girl." Wang Xiuxiu also flickered, but then his eyes flickered, and Huer covered his lips. Chuckled.

"No, the master of Anping County is the real talented woman." Shen Xianxiu laughed and seemed to have no worries, and resounded.

It's not just You Yue'e who changed her face this time. The most people in Beijing are talented girls. Beauty still has to rely on her appearance, and she can't let anyone comment. Especially in comparison, the beauty is not beautiful. Raise the popularity of your own Miss, find a good marriage in the future, major families will reveal several poems of your own Miss.

There are indeed some good poems, coupled with some preaching, so many women have rejected the reputation of "talent and beauty". Whether it is true or not, those young ladies feel different from others when they go out, usually proud. Very ignorant of others, at this time I heard that the soil buns from a country not only gained the reputation of a talented woman, but also seemed to deliberately doubt them.

It immediately exploded.

"The poems are really beautiful. I don't know if I did it myself. Last time my aunt asked me to evaluate the poems, I found that the top ones were actually plagiarized." A fan sitting on the right side of Bai Yihao Yi Meiren glanced at the poem in Bai Yihao's hand and smiled disdainfully.

She is the niece of Su Guifei, and the daughter of the official department Shangshu Sumeier. She is also pretty and beautiful. She is also a famous talented girl in Beijing. She is flattery because she is also the cousin of King Chu. A talented and beautiful name, I always look down on those so-called beauties, I think they are just a vase, there is nothing to be proud of.

At this time, I heard someone with suspicion, and the first one pointed his finger at Mo Xuetong.

"Ms. Su really can't remember it without saying that. It seems that this painting really has been heard." You Yue'e also calmed down at this time, glanced at Su Mei'er, and laughed.

"Isn't it? Couldn't it be a few of the poems that my aunt showed me last time, I really can't remember it for a while." Su Meier said in accordance with You Yue'e, and stroked her forehead, seemingly helpless. As if it was really because I couldn't remember it for a while, and she and You Yue'e took a block, and they almost pointed at Mo Xuetong's nose and said that she copied it!

"You bluntly say, Cousin Hitomi didn't copy, this poem is so beautiful, so timely, can it be said that Baigzi also lied with Cousin Hitomi?" Luo Mingzhu was angry, and she was unwilling to suffer. Listening to these noble girls who were unintentionally saying that Mo Xuetong was plagiarizing, immediately took a photo of the desktop and stood up politely to fight back.

"Sister Mingzhu, please sit down first. I believe the Anping County Lord cannot do such a thing, and it is even more impossible for Bai Gongzi to conspire with the County Lord. In order to make a name for the County Lord, Bai Gongzi does not even care about his own name." Wang Xiuxiu Laluo Mingzhu sat down and whispered an explanation.

Immediately, there were several bad eyes on Mo Xuetong.

I can get Bai Yihao to be so carefully guarded. It can be seen that Bai Yihao is really in love. There are not many young ladies who are secretly in love with Bai Yihao in the capital. Almost everyone sitting next to him is listening to Bai Yihao for Mo Xue Hitomi can disregard this kind of situation, those who are not jealous, one by one put their bad eyes on Mo Xuetong.

Wang Xiuxiu was really not a fuel-saving lamp, and in two words he picked himself up as a public enemy. Mo Xuetong was really speechless.

Looking at the few people in front of me, from time to time, they sarcastically ridiculed themselves from time to time, really interpreting what it means to be shameless. In order to resist themselves, everything is necessary. Unfortunately, the sword is a good sword, but it is double-edged !!

Sitting calmly, Luo Mingzhu sat down with an expression of anger, patted her shoulders to signal her anxiety, turned back and looked at Su Meier with a smile and asked, "Ms. Su just said that she saw such a poem. In the Palace of the Concubine, I don't know which lady did it, can you show me, which lady I copied is the masterpiece of the lady, and all the ladies who provoked me are filled with indignation, and they will be wronged even if they are black and white? "

With this remark, everyone's eyes fell on Su Mei'er with suspicion. If Mo Xuetong's poems were her own, then where did Bai Yihao protect it, not to mention this white boy The gentleness of the smile, not even a commentary, looks like sitting on the side watching a movie, it really does not seem to protect Mo Xuetong deliberately.

Ladies and gentlemen, the responses in this regard were all intelligent, and there were several openings to Su Meier immediately.

"Miss Su, tell her who did it."

"Ms. Su, was the poem sent to the palace a few days ago? Tell me which lady did it?" The draft has been going on for a while now, and there are ladies from all the major families who have been sent to the palace. Certainly, there are side concubines and others. Besides, I heard that in the palace, several beautiful women need to be allowed to scold.

Because of the small scale, I heard that I have to choose both talents and talents. I heard that a few days ago, the show girls made several poems and sent them to the palace. I saw poems in Su Guifei Palace. Apart from this, there seems to be no other. .

Su Meier was stunned by the question, she just said casually, where did she see any poems, and took Su Guifei to talk about things, just to prove the credibility of her words, then I remembered this, myself It's really impossible to talk nonsense, there are only a few show girls, even if people are not here, there are people from her family.

Can't just talk blindly.

Su Meier was suddenly flushed by everyone, and felt that she couldn't get off the stage in front of so many people, and immediately said to Xue Xue: "There are such poems, but how can this poem in the palace draft be casual? Just name it. "

Xiu Nu enters the palace to select poems, and it is inevitable that she can write this verse. This is the maiden in the palace. She has a distinguished status. How can she be revealed at will, let alone the result is unknown. If you leak the news at random, if it happens Change, who will bear this responsibility.

Su Meier said so, it really makes sense.

"It was written by the ladies in the palace draft, but it was not right. The county master heard that he had been thiefed, hurt his foot, and did not enter the palace." Wang Xiuxiu sat there, as if trying to replace Mo Xuetong. The argument was just that the more hesitant the words were, the more hesitant, as if she couldn't be sure.

Wang Xiuxiu was really deep-hearted, and he calmly shifted everyone's attention to Mo Xuetong's failure to enter the palace. If he did not enter the palace, he would not copy the poems in the palace, but what if he entered the palace? Wang Xiuxiu knew that Mo Xuetong had entered the palace once.

"The county master entered the palace. On the day of the palace feast, I heard that something happened to Anping county master after entering the palace. Liu Meiren's face was hurt." Sure enough, You Yue'e keenly grasped the incident and sneered. Road.

"Master of Anping County, do you say there is any evidence you wrote?" Su Meier was supported and immediately filled with anger. Prideful words.

"Yeah, the Anping County Lord can show evidence, we naturally believe it." You Yue'e laughed, her expression on her face seemed innocent and coquettish, but with sneer in her eyes, she walked to her side and turned towards Bai Yihao. The poem looked disdainful.

"No, there is no evidence. How can we believe you!" Su Meier's lie became more and more fluent. He smiled aggressively and looked at Mo Xuetong, as if she wanted to see her innocence.

Bai Yihao's eyes glanced at Su Mei'er calmly, and he smiled gently, without speaking, put down the poem in his hand, turned around and picked up the pen, and it was obviously Mo Xuetong's. That poem, which was only viewed on one side and now directly displayed on the picture, is completely a mood.

The painting poetry complements each other, making it more and more seamless, as if this poem was made for this painting, and this painting is for poetry!

Bai Yi wrote the grass, so that the style of writing and painting are a little vague, and it makes the style of the painting more and more high. It is Bai Yihao's style of writing. Tiancheng.