The Favoured Medical Princess: 314 wives and concubines

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The Queen Mother glanced at Nangong Yue.

After so many years in the palace, she could naturally tell that Nangong Yue did not seem to have a good relationship with her cousin. The Queen Mother has been with Nangong Yue for a long time and knows that she has a calm and generous temperament. It seems that something is wrong with this Bai family.

At this time, Cui Yanyan stood up, walked to Bai Muxiao, held her hand affectionately, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoer, I saw through the autumn water, you are finally here!"

Bai Muxiao withdrew his hand, blessed his body respectfully, and said coldly: "Thank you, Third Prince, for your concern."

Seeing this, the Queen Mother frowned slightly. This Bai family was really unruly and even disrespectful. Who does she think she is, and what is her identity? How dare you show off your face to the third prince's concubine? This is still in front of herself, the Queen Mother. If she really comes to visit her in the future, then behind closed doors, won't she become lawless?

Thinking of Nangong Yue's unfriendly attitude toward Bai Muxiao, the Queen Mother suddenly realized that this Bai family was really unruly.

The Queen Mother's eyes darkened slightly, and that compelling aura was invisibly emitted.

But Cui Yanyan was indifferent to Bai Muxiao's indifference, and was even secretly happy in her heart. She smiled and said: "The Queen Mother, sister Xiao'er is a pure and filial person, and her grandson's daughter-in-law admires her endlessly. Originally, my grandson's daughter-in-law planned to invite Xiao. My son's sister came to the palace with my grandson's daughter-in-law, but my sister Xiao'er wanted to go to the temple to pray for blessings in order to make a life sacrifice for her late father, so I was delayed for a few days."

Bai Muxiao realized the Queen Mother's displeasure and shuddered suddenly, as if a bucket of cold water suddenly poured on her, causing her to wake up instantly. She said to herself, hadn't she already made up her mind?

As long as the goal is achieved, no matter what the means, so what!

As long as the goal is achieved, so what if it makes her grovel!

One day, she will be able to straighten her back again and look down at all living beings!

She closed her eyes and suddenly smiled, like the spring breeze in March, warm and gentle, and blessed again: "Thank you to the third prince for the compliment. Filial piety comes first. It has been more than three years since my late father passed away. It is a good time. It is Xiao'er's duty to pray for his father's life sacrifice. Xiao'er is really unworthy of the praises given by the three princes and concubines." Since ancient times, monarchs have advocated filial piety and filial behavior to stabilize their rule, not to mention that the Queen Mother is The emperor's biological mother would naturally hope that everyone in the world would respect filial piety.

Bai Muxiao smiled sarcastically in her heart. The third prince and concubine might have made a mistake this time.

She quickly glanced at the Queen Mother on the Luohan bed. Sure enough, the Queen Mother's expression softened a lot, and she sighed: "There is an old saying: If the father is alive, watch his aspirations; if the father is gone, watch his actions; after three years without Changing to your father's ways can be called filial piety. Miss Bai, if you have such filial piety, I think your father will be very pleased if he knows it under the spring." The Queen Mother thought to herself: Although this civilian girl does not understand the rules, she understands the filial piety. It's not too outrageous, just wait until you get through the door and let grandma slowly teach you the rules.

Hearing the relaxation in the Queen Mother's tone, Han Lingfu felt happy, glanced at Bai Muxiao with a smile, and thought to himself: He knew the Queen Mother would like Xiao'er.

Cui Yanyan's face froze, and her virtuous mask almost fell off, but she finally stabilized herself, with a perfect smile on her face, and replied: "The Queen Mother is right. Granddaughter-in-law will do it in the future We should also learn more from sister Xiaoer."

"Xiao'er is terrified."

Seeing that the wife and the concubine were like sisters, the Queen Mother nodded in her heart: the third prince's concubine Cui Yanyan is indeed as virtuous and generous as the rumors say, and has the demeanor of a legitimate wife.

The Queen Mother and Han Lingfu, the grandparents and grandchildren, were all satisfied, but Nangong Yue, Yuan Yuyi and Fu Yunyan watched with interest from the sidelines, 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 getting a lot smaller now. How about your grandson accompany you for a walk in Qianfang Garden?"

Han Lingfu was full of filial piety, and the Queen Mother agreed with a smile.

A group of people accompanied the Queen Mother out of Changqiu Palace and headed to Qianfang Garden in the southwest of Changqiu Palace.

The sun has already set. At this time, the weather is a lot cooler. It is a suitable time for a walk. However, the weather in August is like a spoiled child, who will fall out at any time.

The group of people walked into Qianfang Garden. The blue sky, which was clear just a moment ago, turned gloomy and covered with clouds.

"Rumble, rumble——"

There was a dull thunder in the distance, and seeing that it was about to rain heavily, Wan Qiu, the eldest maid next to the Queen Mother, said nervously: "Your Majesty, there is a pavilion in front of you, why not go there to take shelter from the rain first? ?" The Queen Mother is now recovering from her illness. If she gets caught in the rain or cold, then they, the slaves, cannot afford it.

The group of people quickened their pace and quickly entered the pavilion while protecting the Queen Mother. Almost the next moment, huge raindrops began to fall "crackingly" outside.

In the blink of an eye, most of the ground outside was wet.

In the pavilion, all the girls looked a little embarrassed. Some girls had some water drops on their bodies and their hair was slightly messy.

The one with the ugliest expression was the third prince Han Lingfu. He was the one who suggested going out for a stroll just now, but he encountered a heavy rainstorm. He looked up at the pattering rain outside. Judging from the intensity of the rain, he didn't know when it would stop.

Bai Muxiao on the side has been paying attention to his every move. With a change of thought, he suddenly chanted: "When I move, the sky will rain, and when I stop the rain, it will continue. How can the rain move for me? Encounter and encounter. In the cold time Sit in a warm place and walk in a cool place 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 chanting, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the pavilion. Even the Queen Mother looked thoughtful. The Queen Mother is already very old. She thinks that the most important thing for a woman is to be virtuous and know the rules. It doesn't matter whether she is talented or not. But at this moment, it is inevitable to be attracted by Bai Muxiao's Buddhist words, and I stare deeply...

The summer rainstorm came and went quickly, but within a few moments of Bai Muxiao's chanting, the rain gradually became lighter and stopped soon after. The sky after the rain became purer and bluer. .

And Han Lingfu's heart suddenly became enlightened, and he recited those two sentences repeatedly in his heart: "When I move the sky, it will rain, and when I stop the rain, it will still stay."

The Queen Mother suddenly asked: "Miss Bai also recites Buddhist scriptures?"

Bai Muxiao felt blessed and respectfully replied: "Back to the Queen Mother, my late father died young, and Xiao'er would recite sutras 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 Buddhist scriptures and faithfully abide by her duties as a concubine.

"It is good to read Buddhist scriptures, and you must read more in the future." The Queen Mother said with a hint of warning.

Bai Muxiao knew that there was a 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 her to drive back to Changqiu Palace.

After several juniors sent the Queen Mother off respectfully, they resigned one after another and went their separate ways.

Yuan Yuyi looked at the backs of Han Lingfu and the others and hesitated to speak. She endured it again and again. She followed Nangong Yue and Fu Yunyan to Jingyue Zhai before she couldn't help but said: "Yue'er, that cousin of yours seems to have changed. ..."

Fu Yunyan nodded frequently on the side, "Cousin Yi is right. Although I can't explain the reason, Ayue, your cousin is indeed different..." What kind of feeling is this? Fu Yunyan's little face wrinkled together.

"I know!" Yuan Yuyi thought of something, clasped her hands together and said with excitement, "Yue'er, your cousin used to be a little condescending when looking at people," although she didn't know what the other party was proud of. , "But now, I feel like I can't see through it." Bai Muxiao always seemed to be incompatible with ordinary ladies, but in the moment just now, she suddenly became invisible to everyone... It seemed that he was wearing a mask.

"Maybe." Nangong Yue smiled after hearing this. Naturally, she also noticed Bai Muxiao's changes. She was secretly alert in her heart. She didn't know what happened these days. Changed to this?

She composed herself, secretly alerted, and said with a smile on her face: "Let's not talk about my cousin. After all, this is the third prince's housework."

Yuan Yuyi and Fu Yunyan looked at each other and thought so. Anyway, the relationship between Nangong Yue and her cousin is not good, and they don't have to meddle in other people's business.

Yuan Yuyi finally thought of business, "Yue'er, in a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival it will be August 20th..." She smiled and winked at Nangong Yue and Fu Yunyan, with something in mind. refer to.

When it came to August 20th, Nangong Yue was also smiling, but Fu Yunyan sighed: "It's a pity that Ah Xin didn't come!" The fifth prince was supervising the country in the royal capital, and Nangong Xin was his companion, so naturally He also had to stay in the royal capital to accompany him, so he didn't come to the palace with him.

August 20th is a special festival for the young men and women of Dayu.

This festival originated from the previous dynasty. Legend has it that three hundred years ago, a young general accidentally met a singing girl named Mulian on the Qinhuai River. The two fell in love at first sight. The general wanted to take Mulian as his wife, but his family opposed it. , Mu Lian finally redeemed herself, left sadly, and has not been heard from since.

The young general was deeply in love with her and never married. He even gave up his bright future and was expelled from his home and lived alone in the frontier.

He stayed at the border for nearly ten years. Later, Beidi invaded. They attacked with great ferocity and captured several cities in succession. The young general stepped forward resolutely and led the people of the city to defend the wall. Just when she was isolated and helpless, Mulian skillfully used the "Serial Wind and Fire Strategy" to break through the enemy's rear and relieve the danger of Heng City. The two got married in the witness of the whole city.

After getting married, the two worked hard to guard Northern Xinjiang until the imperial reinforcements arrived.

Because of their great contribution in the battle of Beidi, the imperial court rewarded the young general and named the young general the Marquis of Anbei. Mu Lian rose from a singer to a first-class Madam Hou.

The emperor summoned Anbei Hou and his wife to the royal capital, but they chose to continue living in northern Xinjiang, living a simple and poor life. They led the poor local people to open up wasteland, irrigate and divert water, and Mu Lian even opened a new plant. In the academy, he personally taught his children as a teacher.

The couple’s academy not only taught a generation of great scholars, ministers and ministers, but also many outstanding talents.

Fifty years have passed, and the couple has become famous all over the world. The Marquis of Anbei has been honored in the official genealogy for his contribution to the creation of northern Xinjiang, and his name has been immortalized in history ever since.

Mrs. Mulian's life was filled with ups and downs and legends. After her death, the people still missed her endlessly, so they designated August 20th as the Mulian Festival, when the Marquis of Anbei and his wife got married. The days of love.

Young lovers often place lotus lanterns on this day to make wishes and pray for eternal life and grow old together.

Seeing Fu Yunyan shaking her head and sighing, Yuan Yuyi held her arm with a smile and said, "Liuniang, isn't it enough for me to accompany you?"

"Not enough!" Fu Yunyan nodded vigorously, "I want to eat the lotus cake you made!"

One of the traditions of the Mulian Festival is that a woman makes a lotus cake with her own hands and gives it to her husband. The two of them share a lotus cake so that they can be reunited later.

"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 the Mulian Festival. We also need to make lotus lanterns..."

"Let me make the lotus lantern." Fu Yunyan volunteered excitedly, "I'm not good at cooking, so just leave the lotus lantern to me."

"At that time, we will invite Sister Xi, Cousin Jun and Cousin Xia to go and put the lotus lanterns together."

The more they talked, the more excited they became. Fu Yunyan said even more enthusiastically, "Ah Yue, sister Yi Yue, why don't you two go to my place together? I'll have someone call Sister Xi and the others over, and we can sit down. Let’s discuss it carefully.”

Nangong Yue smiled and refused, saying: "How about tomorrow."

"Ah Yue, what are you doing today?" After asking, Fu Yunyan immediately showed an expression of realization and said jokingly, "I know! You must want to go back to accompany Brother Yi."

Nangong Yue's face felt slightly hot after being told what she meant, but she still said shamelessly: "So what?"

Fu Yunyan took Yuan Yuyi's arm and said jokingly: "Ayue has brother Yi, so she doesn't need us. Fortunately, I still have cousin Yi to accompany me."

Nangong Yue deliberately glared at her and said, "Wait until you two 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 about to be decided?"

The two of them in front of them are not outsiders. Although Yuan Yuyi blushed, she still said generously: "Mom said she would let me see it another day. If I am willing, it is settled."

"Tell me, who is it?"

"...Mr. Jian from Zhang Jinghou Mansion." Yuan Yuyi always felt a little uneasy and whispered, "Second brother said he would go and find out for me, so I asked my mother to drag her with me first. In a few days See you again."

In this world, women are in a difficult situation, and the condition of their husband's family affects most of their lives. Not everyone has the courage to divorce.

Although the eldest princess of Yuncheng and the consort will definitely not harm Yuan Yuyi, sometimes, as elders, their considerations and concerns may not be comprehensive.

"I also asked A Yi to inquire about it." Nangong Yue said. Xiao Yi is the number one tycoon among the dandies in the capital. If he takes action, 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 they left.

Thinking that Xiao Yi was waiting for her in Jingyue Zhai, Nangong Yue's steps became much lighter.

The days in the palace are much more leisurely than those in the king. Unfortunately, Xiao Yi has errands to attend to. Even if he is not doing his job properly, he still has to put on a show and go back to the Five Cities Military and Horse Division every two days. . Pity the deputy commander Feng Shuxuan, who struggled to shoulder all the things Xiao Yi pushed to him. However, he himself is cheerful and loyal, saying that he will do his best for his elder brother.

Nangong Yue felt a little empty at night when Xiao Yi was away. Unknowingly, she was already so dependent on him.

As the Empress Dowager recovered, Nangong Yue finally no longer had to run to Changqiu Palace from time to time. Xiao Yi would stick to her all day long as long as she was in the palace. The scenery in Yinglan Palace was superb, and the two of them walked around as if no one was around. Very comfortable.

Unconsciously, it’s August 15th.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor was naturally in a good mood, and announced that several princes, princesses, princes, ministers, and several envoys from Baiyue would accompany him to visit the garden and admire the moon.

In the huge Yinglan Palace, there were more than a dozen gardens, large and small. Because one of them, Mingyue Garden, had a pleasant name, 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, shining bright moonlight on the ground, as elegant and gentle as a veil.

While walking slowly along the cobblestone path, everyone admired the flowers, bamboo forests, ponds, lake rocks in the garden...

It is August, and the osmanthus flowers in the garden are blooming, emitting a rich floral fragrance that makes it impossible to ignore their presence.

The emperor walked in front with his ministers, while Nangong Yue and other female family members followed slowly from behind.

Yuan Yuyi broke off a sprig of golden osmanthus, smelled it closely and praised: "The osmanthus flowers in this garden are blooming really well, they are so clear that they are dust-free, and they are so dense that they spread far and wide!"

"Yes! Yes!" Fu Yunyan nodded hurriedly and said eagerly, "Such a good osmanthus must be delicious when picked to make tea, soup, and snacks."

This guy Liu Niang... Yuan Yuyi's eyes twitched, and she said, "Appreciate the osmanthus in the golden autumn", but she didn't want people to enjoy the flowers! ?

Fu Yunyan continued without realizing it: "By the way, you can also make osmanthus wine!" When she mentioned osmanthus wine, her eyes sparkled, even 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 snacks, my ability to make fruit wine is pretty good."

"Ayue, do you know how to make wine?" Fu Yunyan suddenly looked at her with burning eyes, almost wagging the dog's tail behind him.

Nangong Yue nodded and said: "When I was studying medicinal wine before, I learned a little bit about it, but I have never brewed this osmanthus wine. If you don't mind it, Liu Niang, I can give it a try."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it!" Fu Yunyan nodded vigorously and looked at Nangong Yue eagerly, "Ah Yue, I'm counting on you."

Nangong Yue agreed with a smile, recalling the brewing recipes she had seen before, and she couldn't wait to give it a try.

The girls were chatting and laughing as they walked, discussing what other snacks could be made with sweet-scented osmanthus...

The emperor stopped until he reached the Mingyue Lake.

In front of me, the bright moonlight shines on the willow trees and osmanthus trees by the lake, covering them with a layer of silver gauze, light and elegant. The water of Mingyue Lake flows slowly under the bright moonlight. The summer wind blows, and the lake surface is sparkling. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the lakeside exudes a strong floral fragrance. As the night wind penetrates into the nose, it washes away the fragrance. After a hard day's work, people can't help but become relaxed and leisurely, and even the voice of the voice becomes softer without claiming to be proud.

Looking at the full moon reflected in Yueban Lake, the emperor couldn't help but feel inspired by poetry, and sighed: "It's really 'the moonlight is like water and water is like sky'."

"Uncle Emperor," Xiao Yi suggested with a smile, "although my nephew is not good at dancing and writing, but today is a rare Mid-Autumn Festival, why not let everyone compose poems on the theme of the bright moon?" As he said, Xiao Yi raised a smile at the corner of his mouth With a sly smile, he quickly glanced at Guan Yubai not far away.

Xiao Bai said last time that if he wanted to test whether "that person" had real talent or learning, he needed an opportunity. He thought that this opportunity was good, so that the stinky girl could get rid of her doubts and avoid worrying about it all day long. He wasn't willing to let his stinky girl waste her energy on someone who didn't matter.

A faint smile appeared on Guan Yubai's lips, and she nodded slightly at him.

Hearing what Xiao Yi said, the emperor also became somewhat interested. Since ancient times, poets and poets have loved chanting the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is indeed an elegant thing.

Looking at the emperor's expression, a civil servant has already volunteered: "Your Majesty, I am not talented. I just happened to compose a poem yesterday. It is a rare occasion for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I made a fool of myself. I should serve as a green leaf for you adults."

This gentleman is open-minded. Although the poem is ordinary, it can be regarded as an inspiration to the ministers. When the emperor saw that the ministers seconded the proposal, he felt that his interest was even higher.

Since he was going to compose a poem, the palace attendants around him immediately took action, quickly moving several desks and chairs, setting them up one by one by the lakeside, and preparing pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Next, the ministers wrote poems on the bright moon one by one, and the emperor said with great interest: "You all should come and take a look."

Xiao Yi was closest to the emperor. 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 the same no matter how they are written. Seeing sentences that refresh people’s eyes.”

The Prince of Zhennan has always been very public, and no matter how dissatisfied with his comments, no one dared to have any opinions.

The emperor originally thought that some of the 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 moon is bright and bright in the night sky", he always felt that it seemed There's still something missing.

Xiao Yi smiled and continued: "Speaking of poetry, my nephew actually remembers the two poems circulated by Jinxin Society that he did well."

The emperor was thoughtful and shouted, "Huairen."

Eunuch Liu, who was serving on the side, immediately understood the holy intention and listened to the emperor's instructions. Then he hurried to the back and summoned someone from the accompanying female relatives——

Bai Muxiao!

In an instant, the ministers and women present all focused their attention on Bai Muxiao.

After Bai Muxiao saluted the emperor, the emperor said loudly: "Today is the rare Mid-Autumn Festival. Is Miss Bai interested in writing a poem?"

It is a great honor to be appointed by the emperor, but when it comes to poetry writing, Bai Muxiao does have this qualification.

The songs "Huanxisha" and "Jiangchengzi" at Jinxinhui, as well as the song "Xia Ke Xing" she composed in the past, have become masterpieces that have been widely circulated among literati.

Everyone knows that she has been registered as the third prince's concubine. Although she is only the prince's concubine and not the main wife, the prince's concubine is also a second-rank concubine. For Bai Muxiao, a daughter of a commoner, she can be regarded as a step to the sky. , not to mention that she has caught the eye of the emperor now. If she can give birth to a grandson as soon as possible, I am afraid she will be more honored than the three princes and concubines.

Thinking about it this way, the third prince's concubine Cui Yanyan received a lot of "caring" looks, and felt even more hateful.

But Han Lingfu was full of smiles. It was also a good thing for him that his father could appreciate Xiaoer.

Amidst everyone's different looks, Bai Muxiao smiled generously.

Bai Muxiao knew very well why she was standing here. 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. Unfortunately, she There are people with real talent and learning, but they were just wasting their efforts and instead gave her an opportunity.

Bai Muxiao was full of confidence. She knelt down to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, that civilian girl composed a poem with five unique features in seven steps."

In ancient times, Cao Zhi composed a poem in seven steps, which became a good story.

If Bai Muxiao had not spoken these words today, it would have sounded arrogant.

But everyone here knows that Bai Muxiao was the first to finish his lyrics and leave the stage in both the preliminary and final rounds of the Jinxinhui. He is indeed admirable for his quick thinking.

Everyone was whispering to each other and waiting to see.

The emperor smiled even more when he saw Bai Muxiao being so confident.

Bai Muxiao slowly took a step forward, the second step...

By the time she reached the fourth step, the first line of the poem had blurted out: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed."

As she spoke her first word, the surroundings became silent again, and only her clear and powerful voice could be heard echoing around.

After reading the first sentence, most civil servants could not hide their disappointment. This sentence is so ordinary that it is not an exaggeration to say that "a seven-year-old can do it". It’s just...

Thinking about Bai Muxiao's past poems, there must be some good lines that have been handed down from generation to generation. Maybe this wonderful line is yet to come.

Bai Muxiao took another step forward, and the second line of the poem sounded: "It is suspected to be frost on the ground."

This second sentence obviously sounds a little more interesting than the first sentence, but it is still mediocre.

This "Five Jue" is composed of five characters and one sentence, and four sentences are Jue, so it is called "Jue". In other words, there are only two sentences left in Bai Muxiao's Wujue. If she wants to make a comeback, she can only rely on these last two sentences.

The surroundings became quieter and quieter. At this time, Bai Muxiao was the undisputed center of the audience, and all eyes were focused on her.

At this time, Bai Muxiao had already reached the sixth step, "Looking up at the bright moon."

At this point, most people basically felt that Bai Muxiao must have been embarrassed this time. Such a childish Wu Jue poem actually had the nerve to take action, and it was still in front of the emperor.

A few people were already whispering.

Bai Muxiao didn't know this, but she still looked as normal. While taking the seventh step, she read the last sentence: "Bow your head and miss your hometown."

The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.

Several people murmured to each other in low voices, and suddenly felt that this poem sounded ordinary at first, without any strange and novel imagination, without sophisticated and beautiful words. However, after careful reading, it seemed to be meaningful, intriguing, and short. In just twenty words, a vivid picture of homesickness on a moonlit night is sketched in front of everyone's eyes.

Master Li from the Hanlin Academy was the first to praise it: "Wonderful, really wonderful. This poem is fresh and simple, as clear as words, but it is also carefully conceived and deeply composed. It is really written out of the mouth without any trace."

Another veteran beside him also stroked his beard and said: "Yes, I finally understand what it means to work without intending to work."

"It's very, very true. It's actually written straight from the heart, without coloring." Academician Chen also shook his head and said, "This is the most homesick poem, but it is not so sincere and interesting in four languages."

Everyone was whispering to each other and full of praise. This Five Jue poem is so catchy that even a child with a yellow mouth can recite it. I am afraid that after today, it will be famous all over the world.

Xiao Yi looked lazily and blinked at Guan Yubai.

On the throne, the emperor also murmured and recited the poem Wu Jue, and said with an admiring smile: "Good! What a line, 'Look up at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.' Miss Bai, is this poem famous?"

Bai Muxiao smiled indifferently. Even amidst the praises of the crowd, he remained calm and detached. He replied respectfully behind his back: "Your Majesty, because of 'doubt', then 'hope', because of 'hope', then ' "Thinking", there is no other thought, it is really "quiet night thinking"!"

"Quiet Night Thoughts!" The emperor laughed loudly, "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 pieces of brocade and silk.

Han Lingfu looked at Bai Muxiao, who was neither humble nor arrogant, with blazing eyes. It's no wonder it's Xiao'er, and only a wonderful woman like her who is talented in poetry and calligraphy can write such a catchy poem!

On the other side, Guan Yubai lowered his eyes and thought, thoughtfully, and said with a half-smile: "I suspect it's frost on the ground..."

At first glance, the word "frost" in this sentence is used cleverly. It not only captures the brightness of the moonlight, but also uses the cold weather to set off the loneliness and desolation of the homesick person.

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.

There is indeed something "surprising" about this white girl's poems. It's just that the poem is so wonderful that it makes onlookers fascinated.

"Your Majesty," Guan Yubai stood up with a smile and bowed to the emperor, "Tonight under the bright moon, Miss Bai composed a poem in seven steps, which will be passed down from generation to generation. I have a suggestion. I wonder if the emperor would be interested in hearing it?"

The emperor was in a good mood and said cheerfully: "I'll tell you later in An Yi."

But Bai Muxiao's eyes darkened, with a vague premonition of ominousness.