As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!
Song Fu, the head of the Song family, who had a serious look on his face, was even more shocked and looked up.
Sun Qiaoxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned for a moment, and then said in a trembling voice: "Eldest Princess Mingjian! All the poems written by my nephew were specially written for the eldest princess. How can they be counter-poems?"
Jiang Jinnan's expression suddenly turned serious.
People from other families were all secretly frightened.
Anti-poetry?
The women in the back room who were talking about the Qin family's demise this time all fell silent.
The entire city lord's mansion seemed to have suddenly become dead silent.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the maid named Yue Wu.
Nangong Huoyue's eyes moved and he said, "Why is it an anti-poetry? Go on."
Yuewu lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please listen to Miss Qin's poem first."
As he spoke, he read softly: "The autumn wind blows horns on the fortress, and the sunset flags are setting on the city. A young man's saddle and horse are suitable. To join the military music, don't ask who you are from. The Hou Qi just passed to Jibei, and he has already moved to the west of Liaoning. The return date is still as late as Liu Yiyi's. . In the spring boudoir moon, there is no need to cry in red sleeves."
After reading it, he said: "Your Highness, please listen to the Song family's poem again."
After saying that, he read again: "The autumn wind blows horns at the fortress, and the sunset flags are set along the city. A young man's saddle and horse are suitable. For military music, don't ask who you are from. Waiting to ride to the north of Ji, the first signal will move to the west. The return date is still as late as Liu's. Yiyi. Spring boudoir moon, red sleeves no need to cry."
"Your Highness, there are only a few words in these two poems between Miss Qin and Young Master Song that are different. Everyone should be able to recognize them."
Sun Qiaoxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately said loudly: "Eldest Princess Mingjian! The daughter of the Qin family copied my nephew's poems and deliberately changed a few words!"
Yuewu looked at her and said, "Mrs. Song, please listen to me first."
Then he added: "In these two poems, [city head and city edge], [already moved Liaoxi and will move Wangxi], these words are different. If taken separately, the different words for Miss Qin are [ Tou, Ji, Liao], while the different characters for the Song family son are [Yan, Jiang, Wang]."
After saying that, she stopped talking and lowered her head.
Jiang Jinnan's face was full of doubts: "My head is already over... Yanjiang Wang..."
After muttering a few more times, he was suddenly shocked and his expression changed drastically: "Yan... Yan will... the king... will die..."
Others are still a little confused.
Some people seemed to have heard it, but their expressions changed drastically and they did not dare to speak.
Nangong Huoyue said it out: "Yan will die."
After saying that, he looked at Mrs. Song who was kneeling below.
As soon as these three words came out, Sun Qiaoyun's face instantly turned pale!
Song Fu of the Song family hurriedly stood up, lowered his head and held his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Eldest Princess Mingjian! I, the Song family, are loyal to Dayan and to the eldest princess. I will never deliberately make such an anti-poem, coincidence... It must be a coincidence..."
Yue Wu raised her head, looked at him and said, "Head of the Song family, please listen to the second song."
"Miss Qin's situation is that the counselors in the hall are guarded, and the fierce generals on the side are fighting. The time and place are conducive to harmony. Yan Ke cuts and says Ke. On this day, there are cauldrons and cauldrons on the towers, while he walks on the mountains and rivers with swords. Everyone is in harmony. "Song of the Raging Wind" , the leader came to congratulate him."
"As for you, the Young Master of the Song family, you have advisors in the hall and fierce generals fighting on the edge. The time and place are conducive to harmony. Yan Ke cuts and says Ke. On this day, when the towers and cauldrons are built, he will surely walk on the Wangchuan River. All the people are in harmony and are angry. "Wind Song", the manager led the officials to congratulate him."
"Among them, the different characters between you, Mr. Song, and Miss Qin are [Yan, Bi, Wang]. If the first one is a coincidence, what about the second one?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically.
"King Yanbi...Yanbi will perish..."
The first song is "The Flame Will Die", and the second song is "The Flame Will Die" again...
"Plop!"
Song Fu's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. His whole body was trembling. He lay on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Elder Princess Mingjian! Coincidence... it must be a coincidence..."
Sun Qiaoxiang was also horrified. She lay on the ground, her whole body shaking like chaff, her teeth chattering, and she couldn't even utter a word.
"If this second song is also a coincidence..."
Yue Wu looked at him coldly and said, "Then, there is a third song."
After finishing speaking, he read: "Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and the city is about to be destroyed, and the armor's light opens towards the golden scales of the sun. The sound of horns fills the autumn sky, and the swallow's fat condenses the night purple. Half a flaming flag faces the Yishui, and the frost is heavy and cold. Silence. Report your wishes to the general, support the Jade Dragon and die for the king!"
"Among them, there are four words in your poem by the Young Master of the Song family that are different from Miss Qin's poem, which are [Yan, General, King]. Remove the word [Army] and please read the rest yourself. Three words.”
At this time, no one dared to read it.
Even the lord of Mo City, Jiang Jinnan, turned pale with fear and his legs began to weaken.
The eldest princess, Nangong Huoyue, suddenly said: "King Yan Jiang... Yan Jiang will die... This time, he turned the edge directly into flames."
"Plop!"
In the crowd, the other Song family members all had their legs weak and knelt on the ground, trembling.
Yuewu continued: "If the first song is a coincidence, and the second song is also a coincidence, then this third song shouldn't be a coincidence anymore, right? And the adults here who understand poetry, if you read Miss Qin's and Miss Qin's words a few more times, In these poems of the Young Master of the Song Dynasty, you will find that Miss Qin’s poems are very mellow, and the ups and downs are well used, and the words are not too flawed. But in the poems of the Young Master of the Song Dynasty, there is no problem with other words, just Those few words affect the beauty of the entire poem. So, this is definitely not a coincidence."
As soon as these words came out, Song Fu and Sun Qiaoxiang, who were lying on the ground, were both ashen-faced, as limp as mud, their whole bodies were shaking, and they could not say a word.
The ground where Song Fu was kneeling was directly wet.
"The flames will perish, the flames will perish..."
Nangong Huoyue murmured a few more words, and the handle of the chair in her hand suddenly turned into powder with a "click"!
Immediately, her long hair danced behind her, she was wearing a red dress, and a bright red flame mark that looked like blood appeared faintly between her eyebrows.
The temperature of the entire hall suddenly rose!
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"Plop!"
The lord of Mo City, Jiang Jinnan, who was standing next to him, his legs weakened and he knelt on the ground.
Everyone standing in the hall was frightened, and they all knelt down, trembling.
The aristocratic ladies and daughters in the back room, the guards outside the door, and other guests all had their legs weak and fell to the ground, feeling horrified.
Sun Qiaoxiang, who was lying on the ground, went limp and fainted from fear.
Nangong Huoyue's robes fluttered, and his long hair danced behind him. He slowly stood up from the chair and said with a cold face: "How can our Great Yan Empire really die because of these few anti-poems of yours? Death?"
"boom!"
A bang!
The chair she had just been sitting on behind her instantly turned into crumbs and scattered all over the room!
Jiang Jinnan, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, reacted immediately, raised his head in a hurry and shouted angrily: "Come here! Arrest Song Fu and all the rebels in the Song family and put them into cells! Wu Zhan! You immediately lead the troops to arrest Mo Arrest everyone in the Song family in the city, regardless of gender, age or child! Seize all the Song family's mansions, houses, fields and property! Immediately ask the government to bring people to search the house tomorrow, and no corner is allowed to be spared! All documents, calligraphy, paintings, etc. Bring all the items back! At that time, I will report to the Holy Emperor and take all these rebels to Kyoto for trial!"
"yes!"
A cold voice of promise suddenly sounded outside the door.
Immediately, a group of soldiers rushed in and directly held down Song Fu, who was lying on the ground with urine and feces, and other Song family members in the hall. The frightened and desperate screams of women and girls also sounded in the back room. Crying sounds.
At this moment, a young man in Confucian robes suddenly staggered in from the door, knelt on the ground with a bang, cried and shouted: "Eldest Princess! Eldest Princess! The common people are wronged. ! Cao Min is unjust! Those poems were not written by Cao Min, but Cao Min's uncle and aunt forced me to memorize them, forced me to copy them, forced me to read them out deliberately in front of others... It's unjust! Cao Min is unjust!"
This person is none other than Song Zhengming, a descendant of the Song family.
Just now, he was feeling triumphant outside, preparing to go in to meet the eldest princess and humiliate Miss Qin's family. Unexpectedly, the next moment he became the person who wrote an anti-poem, and he also sent an anti-poem to the eldest princess. He suddenly felt like a thunderbolt. With his soul flying in the sky, he still dared to hesitate. He rushed in and told the truth, kowtowed and begged for mercy, hoping to save his life.
At this time, Sun Qiaoxiang, who was grabbed by the soldiers, suddenly woke up. She was horrified when she heard that her family was going to be confiscated and her entire clan was to be confiscated. Then she heard that her nephew put the responsibility on herself, and she hurriedly cried and shouted: "Princess! City Lord!" ! The common woman was wronged! This time the poem was not from the common woman, but... it was given to the common woman by the eldest lady of the Chengguo Mansion! She forced the common woman to find someone to present it to the eldest princess. She wanted to get rid of the bastard in her family, it was her ! It’s her! These are all anti-poems written by Cheng Guofu!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was surprised again.
Cheng Guofu Luo Yannian trembled, and his expression suddenly changed.
Mrs. Wang, who was kneeling on the ground, turned pale. She hurriedly stared at her with red eyes and said, "Sun Qiaoxiang! You are talking nonsense! You are slandering! You mad dog bites people!"
Then "bang bang bang", he kowtowed repeatedly and said in a trembling voice: "The eldest princess is aware of this! The civilian woman never gave her those poems, let alone wrote those anti-poems! If the civilian woman tells lies, the sky will strike her! It's not good! die!"
After saying that, he kowtowed "bang bang bang" again, and soon his forehead was covered with blood.
"Wang Yun! It's obviously you who gave it to me! These anti-poems are all written by you! They are all written by you! You want to kill two birds with one stone, harm the Qin family and our Song family! You have such a vicious heart! Eldest Princess Mingjian! "
"The eldest princess Mingjian! The common woman has never met Mrs. Song! The common woman can't write poems at all. Slander! She is slandering!"
The hall suddenly became chaotic.
The two ladies suddenly began to argue and curse with red eyes.
"Snapped!"
Luo Yannian suddenly slapped Wang's face, causing her mouth to be filled with blood. A big tooth flew out, and he shouted angrily with a ferocious face: "Shrew! How can you be so presumptuous in front of the eldest princess! Who is this? Whatever is wrong, the eldest princess will decide for herself, and you are not allowed to make noise here!"
Wang held her cheek and froze for a moment, then hurriedly touched her forehead to the ground, her whole body was trembling, and she did not dare to say another word.
Jiang Jinnan glanced at the person above, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Take Mrs. Luo's wife back to the cell, and I will interrogate her personally tomorrow."
Then he said: "Brother Yannian, now our city is sending people to search all the documents, calligraphy and paintings in your Chengguo Mansion. Do you have any objections?"
Luo Yannian immediately lowered his head and cupped his hands and said: "City Lord, go and search. Luo is loyal to Dayan, the Holy Emperor, and the eldest princess. This can be seen from the sun and the moon! If there is any evidence of anti-poetry crimes at home, Luo will be killed immediately and will never dare to work." Others take action!"
"Okay! Zhang Wu! You take people to search the Chengguo Mansion!"
"yes!"
A promise came from outside the door.
Immediately, the footsteps faded away.
The soldiers in the house immediately took everyone from the Song family and the Wang family of Chengguo Mansion out.
Luo Yannian was still kneeling on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.
Jiang Jinnan glanced at him, turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Eldest Princess, do you think this arrangement is appropriate?"
The red dress on Nangong Huoyue and the long hair behind her calmed down, and the flame mark on her forehead also disappeared.
The expression on her face returned to calmness, and she looked at the people kneeling under the stage.
After a moment, Fang said calmly: "Everyone, get up."
Then everyone stood up one after another, still bowing their heads, their hearts were filled with fear and their legs were weak.
"Come here! Bring a new chair for the eldest princess!"
Jiang Jinnan shouted immediately.
Soon, a brand new soft chair was moved to the stage.
Nangong Huoyue looked at the weak girl in the audience, paused, and said: "Miss Qin, take the poem in your hand and bring it up to me for a look."
Jiang Jinnan immediately went to get it himself, holding it in both hands and presenting it to him.
Qin Weimo's voice was breathless as he said: "Your Highness, there... In addition to poems and paintings, there is also... there is an unfinished story..."
"story?"
Nangong Huoyue took the scroll, slowly unfolded it, and asked, "What story?"
Qin Weimo said softly: "The story of three...three countries is called..."The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"."
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