The White Moonlight in One’s Heart Self-Saving System Chapter 8: Shangjing Musician (8)

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"I have heard that the empress empress is very knowledgeable, I don't know what is written on this poem?" Shan Lan has quick eyes, and immediately picked up the piece of paper filled with Vietnamese characters, and said, "The ink is still new. , It should have been written by the Queen Empress last night, right?"

There were so many things found in the search that the emperor couldn't see through it immediately, so Shan Lan first picked out what he believed was the most powerful evidence and presented it to the emperor.

"Your majesty, the servants think that this poem must be strange, maybe it is related to the poisoning of the concubine Shan." Shan Lan said.

"Oh?" The emperor took the Yueguo characters, identified them, and handed them to Mr. An, asking: "Does anyone know the characters written on it?"

"This... the old minion is not very knowledgeable. I really don't know him, but the bachelor of Longyuan Pavilion must know him." An Gonggong suggested.

In a short while, several bachelors from Longyuan Pavilion were invited.

As soon as they finished reading the poem, their expressions changed drastically, and they said, "Your Majesty, it's not a minister resisting the decree. It is because the poem is vulgar and cannot be translated."

"But it's okay to translate! Offenders are dismissed!" The emperor slapped the case table fiercely.

In a short while, several university graduates tremblingly translated the above content and wrote it into Chinese characters:

"Ten Fragrant Ci"

The green silk is seven feet long and is used for inner makeup; on the sleepless pillow, it feels green and fragrant.

……

The soup is delicious, and it is sent to the palace merchants; Anzhilang's mouth contains a warm and sweet fragrance.

……

There are ten sentences in total, which are fragrant and unsightly.

"Do you have a mistake in your translation?" the emperor asked angrily.

"Don't dare to make a mistake, the minister uses the item to guarantee the head!" University Shidao: "There is another item, next to each word [lang] in this poem, there is an additional word [cloud] marked with it, I don’t know. What meaning."

There is no sound around, everyone understands.

"Your Majesty, this poem was not written by a concubine, but a copy!" The queen hurriedly defended in a solemn voice: "Last night, Concubine Shan came by herself and brought a red paper poem, saying it was the legacy of the former poet Wu Zidao Write it, give it to your concubine, let your concubine transcribe...The concubine doesn’t know the words on the poem!"

"Where is that red paper poem now?"

"It's on the bedside of the concubine." The queen replied, hurriedly sending her maid Ruyi to fetch it.

Ruyi went, came back soon, and said a few words in the Queen's ear.

Shan Lan saw that Ruyi didn't get the red paper poem, she was secretly proud, and immediately screamed and said: "Yinu, maidservant, this incident was originally the fault of Concubine Shan. Last night during the Lantern Festival, Your Majesty received the Persian envoys. The slave servants and the concubines held a moon-watching banquet in the back garden...On the side of Yuanheng Palace, only the Empress Empress and Master Yun Yue, the concubine Shan rushed to greet her at this time, but it disturbed the empress’s grace."

"My concubine last night, I really don't remember any red paper poems." Concubine Shan was weak with a sad look on her face.

"Empress Empress, if you blame Concubine Shan for disturbing your Yaxing, you can punish her. Why do you want her to drink Baiwangsan and lose the memory of that night?" Shan Lan asked respectfully: " Could it be that Concubine Shan saw something that she shouldn't have seen?"

"Shut up!" The emperor was furious: "Queen, what about the red paper poem you said? Why haven't you got it yet?"

"This..." A trace of panic appeared under the queen's calm appearance.

"The slave servant courageously speaks!" At this time, Xu Zhaorong's servant girl Huan Xiang spoke up. She was originally a concubine Shan in Xu Zhaorong's body

The spy on the edge is loyal to Concubine Shan. Today, he has already informed the emperor once again. He has already put life and death away, and simply tore his face and stood on Concubine Shan’s side completely: "The slave and maid’s guess, there is no red paper at all. Poems!"

"Huanxiang, don't talk nonsense. Although the concubine doesn't remember anything, she can't slander the queen and the empress!" Shan Fei weakly stopped.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Shan, you are broad-minded, and you can't rub the sand in the eyes of your servants!" Huan Xiang's voice is sharp and sharp: "The Queen's wife and Yun Yue have an affair, close the palace, I don't know which one, I don't know which one! "

Indeed, everyone thought this secretly in their hearts, but due to the identity of the queen, they didn't dare to say it. Only this raccoon and pungent dared to say it, and said what everyone was thinking.

"What happened last night must be like this!" Huan Xiang said: "The queen had an affair with Master Yun Yue in Yuanheng Palace. At this time, the single concubine and empress came to ask for comfort, and she just broke through! The queen pretended to appease and give Concubine Shan drank Baiwangsan! She also pushed the Shixiang Ci thing to Concubine Shan, saying that Concubine Shan let her copy it! Anyway, Concubine Shan lost her memory, what the Empress said is what she said!"

"Furthermore, among the things found in this search, there are poems written by the queen today, as well as the letter given to the queen by Yun Musician a few days ago! It's a big testimony, iron proof!" Huan Xiang After speaking in one breath, he regarded death as home.

"Queen, what else do you have to say?" The emperor had already believed in it for seven or eight minutes, and he could not wait to draw out his sword and stab the queen to death.

At this time, a man's voice came from the side hall: "If the queen doesn't tell me, let me talk about it."

"Who?" the emperor roared.

"It's Yun, Master Yun..." An Gonggong heard it out.

Li Yuebai sorted out his clothes, and planned to go out and dress up.

"Master Yun, don't do it!" A few young eunuchs hurriedly stopped: "Aren't you not allowed to see women?"

"Yes! Almost forgot!" Li Yuebai suddenly realized, and slapped both palms: "You guys, bring me a screen out and keep it in the way."

The eunuchs immediately took out a few screens and placed them in the courtyard.

"Okay." Li Yuebai took a deep breath and snapped his fingers: "!"

"Show your sister, please pay attention to your words and deeds." The system yin and yang pour out cold water strangely: "Any language that does not match the times will be silenced."

"Keep on rely on, why always pop up when you don’t need you!" Li Yuebai hates iron for failing to become steel: "What's the use of the system!"

Clean up your mood, and then tidy up your clothes. Actually, there is nothing to tidy up. Yun Weizhi is always dressed in white that does not take up dust. The fabric is special and does not even have a pleat. He is really white. .

Li Yuebai walked out of the side hall and bowed in the direction of the emperor: "The Caomin apologizes to your Majesty."

The emperor couldn't wait to immediately order him to be pushed out and beheaded, but fortunately he was stopped by Mr. An.

"Master Yun, what else do you have to say?" An Gonggong asked, his tone as if he was speaking to a dead person.

"Yes." Li Yuebai said: "Xu is to be indifferent to people on weekdays, not close to others, so as to cause misunderstandings, misunderstandings between your majesty and you, and also burden the empress and empress, in the next, the death will be unavoidable."

"Misunderstanding?" An Gonggong was taken aback for a moment: "Master Yun Le, you keep saying that it is a misunderstanding, and you clearly still refuse to plead guilty! With so much evidence, can't you keep your head down?"

"Just now, the three evidences you mentioned have all been heard below." Li Yuebai stretched out his hand and pointed at the three through the screen: "However, I have to say that these three evidences are all false! "

"It's all fake?" Everyone was stunned, saying that it was a trapped beast, and you shouldn't be so overpowered, right? Death is approaching, and the duck has a hard mouth?

"First of all, it is the poem written by the Queen Empress today." Li Yuebai said: "I was referred to by the girl Huanxiang, and embedded my name."

"Yes, I can hear you clearly!" Huan Xiang said.

"Then please open this poem to see Mr. An." Li Yuebai's voice was steady.

An Gonggong stepped forward, and under Huanxiang's guidance, he found the latest one from a pile of poems. The date on it was signed today, and the ink has not yet dried. It was the handwriting of the empress empress.

Expanding, I was shocked.

The poem is titled "Eternal Ages", with only two lines: "Dao Yunzhi's name is passed down through the ages, but willow catkins are paid to the wind."

Showing it to the emperor, it was also a shock.

"Huanxiang, do you know what is the crime of slandering the queen?" An Gonggong asked: "This poem has only two sentences, where are the three words Yun but know? There is no word at all!"

"No? How could there not be?" Huan Xiang's eyes widened, and her voice became sharper: "The slave and maidservant listened to it clearly."

President An read the two poems again and finally understood.

This [韫] and [云] have the same pronunciation, [智] and [知] are the same, and [唯] and [We] are the same.

Huan Xiang doesn't recognize words, but only listens. If he listens to her ears, she is naturally misunderstood.

"What about the different character shapes?" Huanxiang refused to admit: "Since the character sounds are the same, there is a ghost!"

"Yes, the poems express the love, and the emphasis is on obscurity. If the queen and the Yun music master really have an affair, they should also use different fonts to cover up." Shan Lan said.

"This poem was definitely not written by the Queen to the Caomin." Li Yuebai sighed: "Everyone, let's look at the meaning of the poem. Dao Yun, who is it? The famous Jin Dynasty talented woman, Xie Dao Yun, she A noble birth, noble character, and brilliant talent, she is a rare strange woman in the world. And that wisdom character also praises her for her wisdom, no matter whether it is the wisdom character or the 韫 character, it has nothing to do with the next."

"..." Concubine Shan's face was pale, and she secretly exclaimed that she had encountered a rival.

"Looking at the next half sentence, only the catkins were paid to the breeze. Xie Daoyun was praised by the world for his talent for singing the catkins. This catkins is naturally related to her. As for the word Qingfeng, it deliberately emphasized the name of your majesty. Only the commonly used words have nothing to do with the following."

The emperor's name was Murongfeng, which was the same as the wind.

"As for what else the catkins mean, I won't know below."

"The catkins, is the name of the queen's mother in her childhood!" The queen's maid, Ruyi, couldn't help but blurted out.

"Yes." The queen finally spoke. She raised her eyes and looked directly at the emperor: "This poem is written to your majesty."

Look at the two sentences together, and the meaning becomes clearer.

The queen compares herself to Xie Daoyun, with a noble birth and noble character, and the catkins (queen) wholeheartedly only deliver to Qingfeng (the emperor).

The emperor was slightly moved when he looked at the verse.

Although he is suspicious, there is really no problem just looking at this poem.

If you grab the homophony of the text, it can be said that there is □□, and there are so many homophony in Chinese characters, and everyone can be found out.

What's more, this poem is true to its meaning, and it is indeed beyond reproach.

"Huan Xiang, you misheard the verse and slander the queen, what is the crime?" An Gong asked.

"I...I may have misunderstood this poem! But, but there are two other pieces of evidence over there!" Huan Xiang eagerly argued: "I don't believe it, the other two can be wrong too!"

"Of course it can be wrong." Li Yuebai nodded empathetically, and added in his heart: As long as you work hard enough, nothing can't be messed up.

"Eternal Age" is indeed a bad poem, and it was not written by the queen. It was Li Yuebai who took ten minutes to compile it and read it to His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness read it to the Queen again. When the queen copied Frequently complained: "This poem uses weird words, wrong rhythm, extremely crude, inferior."

It’s good poetry, bad poetry, time is running out, and good poetry is good poetry if you can achieve your goal.

He has reviewed the original work, knowing that the queen has a baby named Catkins, and just insisted on pretending not to know, and let the queen say it by herself.