Chapter 1008 (1/2)

Bai muxiao took a look at the official language. The former famous young general stood there with a light smile on his lips, and his whole body was not sharp.

If she had not known him for a long time, she would have thought that he was a scholar with a high self-respect.

Bai muxiao put down his mind. He had no family, no military power, no political power, and even lost his martial arts. But even so, the emperor was still on guard against him, and his ministers did not dare to make friends with him.

Official language white, now can rely on the emperor, only to please the emperor, to win a small foothold for him.

Thinking, Bai muxiao then calm down, such as empty valley Youlan.

The official language Bai has a smile, and her voice is as good as Wenyu's, which is incomparable. ”I know that Miss Bai's lyrics are also unique. I want to ask Miss Bai to write a poem with the title of the bright moon and” the beginning of the melody of water ”as the name plate.”

Hearing this, Bai muxiao is already a pine in her heart. Since ancient times, poets and poets love praising the moon. She is a large number of poems of this type.

As she expected, Guan yubai just took the opportunity to please the emperor. In the legend, Guan yubai was just a follower of powerful powers.

Bai muxiao's lips slightly curved, smile with a trace of publicity and pride, she was too careless in the past, from now on, she will never give anyone to bully her humiliation opportunities.

The voice of Bai Wenrun in the official language continued It's just that. It seems a little boring. How about a different way to add some fun, and how about mixing ”bodhisaman” and ”shuidiao Ge tou”

Bai muxiao's smile froze on her face.

Knead? Official language What does he mean by that?

”How would you like to make peace with me In the eyes of the emperor, there is also a trace of interest. If the two words are mixed together, it is not the inherent format and tone. It would be a good thing to have a new one in the mid autumn festival tonight.

On the white face of the official language, the wind was clear and the clouds were light. He suggested with a smile: ”it happens that the number of words in the last sentence of” bodhisaman ”is the same as the last sentence of” shuidiao Ge tou ”, and the tonal tone is also harmonious. Why don't you just exchange the tone of the last two sentences in the first part of shuidiao Ge tou with the last sentence of Bodhisattva man

The tone of the upper and lower end sentences in shuidiao Ge Tou is: ”middle tone, medium tone, medium tone, medium tone and tone.” Replace it with the final sentence of Bodhisattva man, and the new final sentence of Ping and tonal is: ”medium tone, medium tone, medium tone, medium tone.”

When they heard this, they were also very interested. Some even asked the palace people to get the ink and write down the new tone, pondering and humming.

Bai muxiao's heart is completely cold, and his heart is turbulent and uncertain.

Change the tone?

When she was studying in Nangong's family, she had also studied rhyme books. She still understood the tonal tone, but understanding and using were two different things. The most important thing is, after changing the tone, it is not what she knows as ”water melody”!

What should she do?

In the end, it's a flustered look in her heart

No, it can't be!

The emperor looked at Bai muxiao and asked in high interest, ”Miss Bai, would you like to have a try?”

Bai muxiao's face was very stiff, his lips moved and he could not speak.

”White girl?”

The smile on the emperor's face closed slightly. It seemed that he was a little unhappy.

Bai muxiao knows that under such circumstances, he can never say a word ”no”, only

Bai muxiao took a deep breath and said, ”minnu Yes

Soon, a palace man prepared the brush, ink, paper and inkstone on a book case, ground the ink for her and spread the white paper.

Bai muxiao sat down behind the desk, upright.

Time is particularly hard at this time

Bai muxiao holds the pen tightly. The pen is full of ink, but it never falls on the paper.

Bai muxiao's brain is blank, and the pen on his hand seems to be heavy.

Seeing her for a long time, people around her began to stir up again. After all, Bai muxiao's talent and quickness in the past were obvious to all. She was always calm and confident, and her literary thoughts flowed forward. However, this time, she seemed to have encountered an unprecedented problem and was unable to start writing for a long time.

Bai muxiao's silence and rigidity attracted more and more attention. Everyone was whispering and speculating. Even Han lingfu was worried. He said in his heart: what's wrong with Xiao'er? Is it not physical discomfort? Or is there any difficulty?

Nangong Yue's eyes gradually become complicated, deeply looking at Bai muxiao. People are still confused, but this moment Nangong Yue is sure.

In the past, Bai muxiao has always been able to write poetry at will, thinking never more than a cup of tea time, as if she was really a star of Wenqu, born to write poetry.

This is also the form of Nangong Yuebai muxiao. If it is an exam or a competition, it will be disqualified first.The emperor's face was not very good-looking and did not speak for a long time. Originally, this song ”when the moon will be there” in the Mid Autumn Festival is a wonderful story, but Bai muxiao has made mistakes.

How could Bai muxiao make a mistake even in pingze?

Chen said with emotion: ”there are no flaws to cover up your virtues. This song ”water melody song head” has high conception, novel conception and fresh and picturesque artistic conception

”Not bad.” Another minister said, ”I hope people will live long and live together for thousands of miles.”. I'm afraid it may not be so subtle The minister couldn't help thinking: is it because Bai muxiao refused to write for a long time before?

”Even if it's a good work, it's a big mistake if it's wrong in tone.” Another voice. However, Mu Lu looks at Bai muxiao doubtfully. If this woman can write such a beautiful sentence, can't she think of another poem to deal with the new tone?

Always feel a little strange!

The discussion became more and more intense.

Among the several Baiyue envoys in the rear, the saint dressed and looked thoughtfully. Although she did not know why Bai muxiao had made such a mistake, in her opinion, it was not difficult to modify the tone. Even if the poem would not be as good as it is now, the whole sentence is excellent. Even if a few sentences are slightly weaker, they are still flawed and not controversial

It's OK to say that Bai muxiao is a member of the public. We always have the spirit of everyone. But she was just a woman. If she was so arrogant in the face of the emperor, she would not have been reduced to just a concubine.

To put it another step further, even if Bai muxiao is really reluctant to part with these two sentences, he can write two different versions of the original and the new tone. But she didn't do it because She can't?

In other words, Bai muxiao is good at poetry, but in fact, he has a big disadvantage, that is, he is not good at tonal and tonal?

This idea made her feel ridiculous. The rhyme book is the foundation of the foundation, and anyone who is enlightened will learn it. Can a person who can make so many masterpieces not even be good at pingze?

Put on clothes meaningful to look at Bai muxiao, looking at her in the eyes of the public, embarrassed eyes.

At this time, Mr. Li of the Imperial Academy stepped forward and said in a voice: ”Miss Bai, when will the bright moon be? It's really a masterpiece. It's just that it's not the right thing. It always makes people feel that there's a flaw in it. Why don't you change it again, girl? Isn't that the best of both worlds? ”

Mr. Li's proposal immediately attracted many people's whispers. Most people thought it was a good idea. Even Han lingfu felt that his eyes were shining. This is a great opportunity for Xiao'er to save the situation!

As long as you think carefully, you will be able to work out the right sentence.

With Xiao'er's talent, there must be no problem!

No one thought that Bai muxiao didn't make a sound for a long time. When the crowd had to wait for another disturbance, Bai muxiao slowly said, ”Mr. Li, I can't forgive my daughter.” Her breath was a little impatient, but she still said calmly, ”since this word has been formed, it has life like a baby, and I can't destroy it.”

Her chin slightly Yang, silver moonlight for her to put on a layer of hazy gauze, noble and extraordinary.

If a young Hanlin in his early twenties thinks about it, he looks at Bai muxiao with a trace of respect. It's true that the song of ”one month” has been so popular.

Several other officials were also touched, but most of them were still skeptical and felt that Bai muxiao's remarks were slightly far fetched.

Guan yubai looked at the scene calmly. For him, he just wanted to find out who the poems came from. Now that the goal has been achieved, he doesn't care about the follow-up. After all, Bai muxiao is just a person who is irrelevant to him.

The emperor's eyes were dim and his expression was deep. For a long time, he suddenly said to the official language Bai: ”easy Hou, this question is you, how do you feel like this word?”

”The emperor.” With a smile, Guan Yu Bai said calmly, ”this word is enough to be remembered for generations, but it's a pity...”

What a pity, the official language did not say, but the implication was obvious.

Seeing the emperor look at his eyes more and more full of doubt, Bai muxiao finally overcome the impatience in his heart and blurted out: ”what is the meaning of the words of the comfortable Hou?”