Chapter 174 Poetry Plagiarism
"I dare not!"
The ministers had to withdraw as well. Since Concubine Yun had already withdrawn, what else could they do?
When others saw Concubine Yun being humiliated, they couldn't help but look at the Empress.
The world in the harem is really going to change.
Yun Yuyan's courtship failed, and although others didn't say it, they still looked down on her in their hearts.
As a girl, she has no dignity left.
But it also made me more convinced that the Regent really was not interested in women.
If he can't even like an outstanding girl like Yun Yuyan, how can he still like them?
To be honest, if Yun Yuyan hadn't made a mistake tonight, they would be far behind in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Those girls who wanted to throw themselves at the Regent began to back off.
After giving up, his attention was of course focused on the two princes.
The positions for the Third Prince's wife and concubine are all filled, but the Fifth Prince doesn't even have a concubine.
So they all gathered their efforts and prepared to make a big splash next.
The girls were just playing chess, calligraphy and painting, but even though they tried their best, they couldn't get even a glance from the Fifth Prince.
When the young masters saw the Regent's appreciation for Chen Kuan, they also began to wield swords and spears.
But the Regent never spoke again after that, and they were all very disappointed.
Finally, it was Bai Qingyou's turn.
It is supposed to be performed by girls. Married people will not perform it. This is also a convention.
But Bai Qingyou had a purpose tonight. He had failed in opening a store before and lost a lot of money.
This is her chance to impress the Third Prince. If she is appreciated by the Emperor, one of the concubines might give up his position to her.
So even though she was a concubine, she still signed up.
When the Third Prince's wife saw this, she just curled up the corners of her mouth, looked at the two concubines, and raised her glasses to toast each other.
Chi Zhuoxu agreed, so they just waited and saw.
Bai Qingyou stood in the center of the hall, her clothes still as white as snow, her skirt fluttering in the wind, her lotus steps light and her figure graceful. She walked to the center of the hall, and every step seemed to be stepping on the gentle breeze.
Many people only remembered her when they saw her, and felt very sorry for her.
Such a beautiful and talented woman chose to become a concubine.
What a waste of resources!
"My name is Bai Qingyou. On the occasion of the New Year, I would like to dedicate a poem to His Majesty, His Majesty, and everyone present here."
[One year goes away with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.]
In the bright sunshine, people in every household replace the old charms with new ones. 】
After he finished reading it, the hall fell silent. Bai Qingyou was very proud, because this was a poem by Wang Anshi in his previous life, and it was an ancient poem that they had to memorize during their compulsory education.
It is a famous quote throughout the ages, and no one in this world will ever know it.
There was surprise in Chi Zhuoxu's eyes again when he looked at her.
Qingyou is indeed talented, he can compose such beautiful poems at will.
"good!"
Bai Qingyou smiled shyly at Chi Zhuoxu.
"I was inspired by the grand banquet on New Year's Eve. Your Highness is overpraising me."
He spoke modestly, but his expression was full of pride.
When Bai Changhao heard his daughter's poem, his chest was filled with pride.
This is his daughter, his!
Although Zheng Jiao is not very ambitious, the daughter she gave birth to really looks like him. Her talent is no less than his in his youth.
"Qingyou, I didn't know you could write such an amazing poem."
"Always replacing the old charms with new ones, replacing the old charms with new ones, doesn't it mean a new year, a new look?"
"Father, please stop praising your daughter. It's just a poem."
Bai Qinghuan almost choked on the fruit he took. Bai Qingyou actually did that.
The happier Bai Changhao is now, the more embarrassed he will be in the future.
Tonight's great shows are one after another. If I had to describe it in one word, it would be - brilliant!
Bai Qingyou's eyes were almost up to the sky, and she didn't notice that many officials had changed their eyes when they looked at her.
"May I ask this...this concubine, did you write this poem?"
They actually didn't quite know how to address Bai Qingyou.
She can only be called a concubine.
Bai Qingyou felt uncomfortable. The thing she least wanted to be mentioned was her position as a concubine.
She didn’t expect anyone to question her: “Of course I did it.”
The officials looked at her even more strangely, and they began to talk among themselves, their voices getting louder and louder.
It is so big that His Majesty cannot ignore it even if he wants to.
“What’s wrong with this poem?”
Hanlin University Scholar Ji Zhixu stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I have heard this poem before."
"But this concubine said that she wrote it herself. I find it a little strange. Could it be that a poem she wrote in the past has been leaked?"
Many people also stood up and said: "Your Majesty, I have heard it too."
The smugness on Bai Qingyou's face disappeared completely.
"Impossible! This is the poem I just wrote."
Many people looked at her with suspicion, wondering if she had plagiarized.
How dare you show off in the palace!
Bai Qingyou couldn't stand such a look and screamed, "You are lying, this poem is mine."
"You suspect me because you want to possess my poems. You have such evil intentions."
In fact, she was a little panicked. Could there be another time traveler?
He even finished reading the poem before her. So what should she do?
Chi Zhuoxu also looked at those ministers with righteous words. In his eyes, these people were against him.
"Where did you hear this? If you tell me where it came from, it would be slandering Qingyou and trying to monopolize her work!"
"Your Highness, please forgive me. I heard this from the students who were taking the exam in Liuzhou. Many of them even had poetry collections in their hands."
Chi Zhuoxu was skeptical: "Liuzhou students? When?"
"Liuzhou is a long way away, and many people went to Beijing in advance to take the exam. I heard about it while drinking tea in Dianmo Pavilion. It is said that the collection of poems was signed by Kongshan Jushi."
"You are talking nonsense. It's impossible. You made up the story of Kongshan Jushi, or he copied it from me."
Ji Zhixu asked back, "Didn't you say that you just wrote this poem? How could Kongshan Jushi plagiarize it?"
"I...I..."
Bai Qingyou then stiffened his neck and said firmly: "Produce the evidence."
The emperor also wanted to know who wrote such a poem: "Desheng, go outside the palace and find that poetry collection."
After Desheng carefully asked Ji Zhixu about the student's name, he left the palace.
The performances of the girls and gentlemen ended here, and the dancers came up again, twisting their waists and dancing slowly.
On the surface, everything seemed peaceful and harmonious, as if the pleasant things that had just happened had never happened.
This matter has come to an end. If you want to know the truth, you have to wait for Desheng to come back.
Chi Zhuoxu pulled Bai Qingyou to sit down with an ugly look on his face, and almost knocked her down.
"Tell me the truth, is this poem written by you?"
Bai Qingyou's eyes wandered for a moment, then she said firmly: "Your Highness, you have to believe me, it was really me who did it."
"Bai Qingyou, do you know the consequences of deceiving me?"
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