The villain empress wears a book, I’m crazy about it

Chapter 33

"You said this is a poem written by Mr. Hou?"

The hall of the Hou Mansion.

Xiao Moran took the rice paper from Xu Qingyue's hand, and her beautiful eyes were surprised. She was even more surprised when she learned that Lord Hou wanted to spread this poem, but he would not let anyone know who wrote it!

"Um..........."

Xu Qingyue nodded.

Looking at this beautiful woman who is now in the Hou Mansion, she vaguely looks like a mistress.

With a timid look on her face, she said:"Sister Mo Ran, I saw it with my own eyes. Mr. Hou just finished writing. Look, the ink is not even dry yet."............"

"What a pity.........."

Xiao Moran shook his head and sighed.

Who knows how many so-called talents can't write such a poem, but the Marquis doesn't want to sign it?

She actually couldn't figure out why the Marquis did this?

But since it was the order of the Marquis.

She wouldn't ask any more questions, she would just do as she was told. only.

His eyes fell on the rice paper in front of him, and he savored it carefully again.

Xiao Moran smiled bitterly in his eyes.

Mr. Hou is really hiding deep!

The world only knows that he is a dandy prince who inherited his father's title, a treacherous villain favored by Her Majesty the Empress, a sycophant who behaves perversely and cannot be used in any useful way........

But I don’t know.

At a young age, he has a very deep character.

One who carries the Holy Body of Yuanyang without showing it off, one who has profound cultivation without showing it off, one who has talents passed down from generation to generation without admiring fame...........

Even deliberately demeaning oneself.

Disdainful to the world........

But he didn't care at all!

Xiao Moran couldn't help but think of a sentence:

A gentleman hides his weapons in his body and waits for the time to move!

What exactly does Mr. Hou want to do?

But - no matter what the Marquis wants to do.

She, Xiao Moran, will help him wholeheartedly.

Joy, sorrow, honor and disgrace.

Share with you...........！.................

The next day.

An untitled poem.

Under deliberate hype, it gradually spread in the streets and alleys of the capital.

Many scholars don't know why.

But after seeing the poem, I immediately remembered that a few days ago, a talented man named Xu An wrote a poem to bid farewell to the great scholar of Sacred Heart Academy. then.

That poem only has the first half.

It's not a complete verse.

For this reason, the great scholars in the academy specially named a new genre for that poem, saying it was quatrain.

But for now.

Seeing the Banque poem that was also circulated, everyone immediately connected with the Banque poem.

Because these two poems are a perfect match!

Put together, it’s a complete seven-melody song! only.

What makes everyone confused is.

Why is this half-que poem nameless and untitled?

Could it be - wasn't it done by Xu An?

"Liu He fluttered and felt sorry for himself. He left Beijing and Luo for more than ten years."

"My husband is poor and lowly, so we meet today.........No drink money!"

Sacred Heart Academy.

When the great scholar saw this poem, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Because this poem actually described the situation of Sacred Heart Academy very aptly.

Nowadays, there are too many officials from Sacred Heart Academy in the court.

After the empress Wu Mingyue came to the throne, she was worried that the power of the Sacred Heart Academy would become bigger and bigger, resulting in a situation where the tail could not be lost. Therefore, almost all the disciples and scholars who came from the Sacred Heart Academy could not be reused. Those who were idle were idle..

Let it go out.

Although it has not reached the point mentioned in this poem, where you can't even pay for the drinks when you meet.

But it's not bad.

"No wonder Xu An didn't finish writing the second half of the book that day. It turned out to be like this..........."

The great scholar murmured to himself.

Too.

The scene that day.

How disappointing it would be to finish writing the second half!

But it is precisely because of the sadness that reality brings.

This second half is even more profound, making people cry and empathize with it!

"Xu An is truly a great talent!"

Shangguan Bai, the great scholar who had a good relationship with Xu An, felt sincerely.

But when he saw that the signature of this half-que poem was not Xu An, or even unknown, he couldn't help but be deeply puzzled. He immediately found Xu An and asked Get up!

There is no doubt.

This is clearly the second half of the farewell poem that day.

If it was not written by Xu An, who else could it be?

Damn it!

When Xu An stumbled out of Piaoxiang Pavilion, he saw Shangguan Bai. A great scholar, after seeing the poem in his hand, he immediately started swearing!

His expression was extremely nervous!

How could there be a second half?

Oops! The secret is about to be revealed!

Who is ruining his good deeds?

Is this world still possible? Are there other time-travelers like him?

"Mr. Xu, this poem must have been written by you, but why didn’t you sign it?"

Shangguan Bai asked

"this..........."

Xu An looked complicated.

Although he wanted to admit it, he didn't dare.

What if he admits it and the person behind the scenes suddenly jumps out and slaps him in the face?

By the time.

He will definitely be cast aside by Shangguan Bai and Sacred Heart Academy.

The fame and connections that I finally accumulated will all be wiped out!

"No!"

Thinking of this,

Xu An shook his head and pretended to be calm:"Actually, this poem was written by a friend and I. I wrote the first half and he wrote the other half."

"It was also because of this that I only took out half of it that day."

"It’s really not good to imitate other people’s talents...........！"

"I see! Shangguan Bai suddenly understood.

He hurriedly asked:"May I ask Mr. Xu, where is your friend now? Bai, I want to get acquainted with him!""

"this.........."

Xu An was confused again.

How could he know this?

Moreover.

Where is this bastard his friend?

To come out of nowhere and do something like this is obviously disgusting to him!

He also wants to know where this bastard is now?

Then he came to the door with a knife and stabbed him to death, so that he could be at ease in the future and become a copycat by himself!

"Does Mr. Xu have something to hide?"

Shangguan Bai spoke again.

His eyes were eager.

He caught a glimpse of the nameless and untitled text on the paper.

Xu An came to his senses in a hurry:"To be honest, sir, my friend doesn't like seeing people. Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to sign this poem when he passed it on..........."

"It's so"

"What a pity!"

Shangguan Bai is quite sorry.

If such a great talent cannot be seen, what's the point of reading this sage's book?

The second half of the poem is completely different from the first half of the poem written by Xu An, which only describes the artistic conception and unrealistic feelings. Practical and forced to be open-minded.

But it actually writes about the predicament of their Sacred Heart Academy now and even for a long time to come!

Could it be that he really has to wait until he has left Beijing for more than ten years and falls into the trap of meeting friends but having no money for drinks? To the point of singing this poem again and sighing with emotion?

No!

He doesn't want to!

Even if he doesn't do it for himself, he still has to think about the academy.

So............

He must find this person!

If the other party could write such a profound poem, he must have a deep understanding of the situation of their Sacred Heart Academy. maybe.

There is a way to break the situation!

Think of this.

Shangguan Bai couldn't help gritting his teeth:"Mr. Xu, could you please tell me a message to that friend? Let me tell you that Shangguan Bai from Sacred Heart Academy has made a sincere acquaintance. If we could meet, I would be very grateful!"

"this........."

Xu An is sour!

Just for meeting him once, he would thank you deeply. How could this bastard be so virtuous?

Not superficially.

He still pretended that the other person was really his friend.

He agreed:"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely spread this message, but whether my friend will see him or not is not up to me.""

"Thank you very much, Mr. Xu!"

Shangguan Bai was overjoyed.

Being able to pass the message means there is a chance!

"father!"

"Why did you come to Piaoxiang Pavilion and you weren't afraid that your mother would punish you when you returned?"

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded.