Fang Tuo, who was standing on one side, was the first to pick up the yellowed book. Impressively, it was Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong".
His pupils shrank, and then he quickly flipped through a few pages. He found that there was not only this poem, but also Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound", Li Bai's "Bringing in the Wine", and so on.
These were all "written" by Bai Zhenzhen before.
His face flashed with an inconceivable color. Finally, he looked at Bai Zhenzhen, and the expression on his face changed greatly. Anger, feeling cheated, shame … the only thing missing was worship.
Bai Zhenzhen suddenly snatched the unique book from his hand and flipped through it in disbelief.
She was familiar with every poem in this book, but … how could it appear here? Her face instantly became deathly white!
How was this possible? Wasn't this world just an illusion? Wasn't there no Li Bai, Yue Fei, and so on? How could there be these poems? Were there other transmigrators?
But that was not right. If there were other transmigrators, they would have long taken these poems as their own. How could anyone resist such a great temptation like fame and fortune? How could they sign the name of the original author?
"How could there be these poems in this world? This is not scientific. Only I should know!" Bai Zhenzhen's face was white as she muttered to herself.
This sentence was a confession without being pressed.
The other ministers in the study were very strange. Now, when they heard Bai Zhenzhen's words, a strange color flashed on their faces.
One of them angrily opened his mouth. "It turned out to be a plagiarism of other ancient people's masterpieces. I was wondering why the Bai family's second miss, who couldn't read more than a few characters, suddenly became so talented. It turned out that it was because she stole other people's poems!"
The old minister also suddenly reacted. "No wonder, no wonder Miss Ye initially doubted how you could write" Shuidiao Getou "with such deep feelings about your loved ones at your age! It turns out that the person who wrote the poem was not you at all! "
At that time, they still felt that Ye Shaohua couldn't afford to lose and acted like a villain!
Now, it seemed that Miss Ye had long seen through Bai Zhenzhen's suspicions. It was clearly them who gauged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!
Before, they also ridiculed Ye Shaohua, the most talented woman, because of Bai Zhenzhen. They felt that the most talented woman was nothing more than this. Just now, they also begged the crown prince to let Bai Zhenzhen go.
When they thought that they were unexpectedly played by Bai Zhenzhen in the palm of her hand, this group of old people who had lived for most of their lives could not help but blush. They were so ashamed that they wanted to find a hole to drill into.
Bai Zhenzhen felt that the people around her, even the little eunuch beside the Crown Prince narrowed his eyes and sized her up, making her feel as if a thorn was pricking her back. Suddenly, she felt like a jumping clown.
She couldn't stay in the study any longer. She covered her face and ran out!
She went from being the number one talented woman to the number one joke in the capital.
After everyone left, Fang Tuo looked at the Crown Prince and said softly, "It's not the only copy, right?"
At first glance, the yellowed paper looked like a unique copy, but when Fang Tuo touched it, he felt that it was not right. It was clearly the color of a paper that had been soaked in tea and roasted with fire.
"Ye … Miss Ye gave it to you?" Fang Tuo asked one last time.
When Huangfu Yunzheng heard what was said, he did not raise his head. He continued to look at the memorials, showing great elegance and meticulousness. "How do you think it is, that's how it is."
Fang Tuo's face turned pale when he heard this answer, and his body trembled.
He confirmed his thoughts.
When he went out again, he walked very slowly, and his back looked especially old.
**
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't care about the former enmity and found several ministers. He still didn't kill the Third Prince. The common people outside were praising him for his magnanimity and his talent.
Only the Third Prince himself knew that the Crown Prince wasn't kind enough to let him go.
The other side clearly just wanted him to live and see him, Huangfu Yunzheng, stand at a high place, let him beg but not be able to, let him suffer so much that he wished he was dead, but how could he not die!
"Third Prince, you go and beg the Emperor, beg Ye Shaohua, beg them to let us go, okay?" The steamed bun in her hand was once again taken away by a tramp. Bai Zhenzhen could no longer bear this kind of life. She smelled the rancid smell on her body, shook the Third Prince's shoulder and said, "You are the Emperor's younger brother, he will definitely agree!"
"Aren't you the number one talented woman? Aren't you good at doing business? Why did you give up so quickly? You go, go and let those great scholars worship you ah! " The Third Prince also knew that Bai Zhenzhen had been using other people's poems to deceive him. When he thought that because of her, he lost Ye Shaohua, he wanted to strangle her.
"What do you have to say about me? At that time, the Emperor wanted to betroth Ye Shaohua to you! It was you who didn't want it. Who told you to be blind and not recognize people clearly, and now you blame me? " Hearing this, Bai Zhenzhen let go of her hand. The Third Prince didn't give her a good attitude, and she didn't want to give him face. She said sarcastically, "Aren't you very regretful? Ye Shaohua is Jiangnan's richest man. If you marry her, maybe this world will be yours!"
This sentence was like a knife ruthlessly stabbing the Third Prince's heart.
Before Bai Zhenzhen appeared, he had a very good relationship with Ye Shaohua. The two people had similar interests. They often played chess together and discussed history. He also knew that Ye Shaohua treated him differently, but later, he lost his mind and went crazy, choosing Bai Zhenzhen.
Every time he thought of this, he felt pain in his heart and regretted his past.
He took a deep breath and walked toward the street with an ashen face. The people on the street saw him and held their noses in disgust and walked far away.
The Third Prince took the broken bowl and wanted to go back in shame and indignation.
At this time, he heard the people on the street talking about the relapse of Huangfu Yunzheng's old illness. They heard that this time, because of the lack of a main medicinal herb, Yu Heng had no way.
The Third Prince's eyes suddenly brightened, and after a moment, he took pleasure in other people's misfortune!
If Huangfu Yunzheng died, wouldn't he have a chance? He wanted to go to the capital and look for Ye Shaohua. At that time, when the two people talked about heaven and earth, he didn't believe that she was really so indifferent and heartless to him!
When he rushed to the capital, it was already several days later. The whole city was filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere, and white sails were hung on the city walls.
The whole country mourned.
The literati and literati walking on the street spontaneously wore plain clothes, their faces were mournful.
The Third Prince's heart was happy. It must be that Huangfu Yunzheng died!
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