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 said in a trembling voice: "Eldest Princess Mingjian! All the poems written by my nephew were specially written for the eldest princess. How could 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 palace seemed to have suddenly become dead silent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the maid named Yue Wu.

Nangong Huoyue's eyes moved and she said, "Why is it a counter-poem? 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. It is suitable for a young man to saddle a horse. To join the military music, don't ask who you are from. The horseman has just passed through Jibei, and 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's poem by the Young Master of the Song family again."

After saying that, he read again: "The autumn wind blows horns on the fortress, and the setting sun flags along the city. It is suitable for a young man to saddle a horse. To join the military music, don't ask who you are from. Waiting to ride to the north of Jibei, the first signal will move Wang Xi. The return date is still as late as Liu.

Yiyi. In the spring boudoir month, the red sleeves don’t need to cry.”

"Your Highness, these two poems, Miss Qin's and Young Master Song's, only have a few words that are different. Everyone should recognize it."

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!"

Yue Wu looked at her and said, "Mrs. Song, please listen to me first."

Then he added: "In these two poems, the words [city head and city edge], [already moving to Liaoxi and about to move to Wangxi] are different. If taken separately, the different words for Miss Qin are [

Tou, Ji, Liao], while the different characters for the son of the Song family 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... Yanjiangwang..."

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 cupped his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "The eldest princess Mingjian! I, the Song family, are loyal to Dayan and to the eldest princess, and will never deliberately make such an anti-poem, what a coincidence...

It must be a coincidence..."

Yue Wu raised her head, looked at him and said, "Then, head of the Song family, please listen to the second song."

"Miss Qin's situation is that the counselors in the hall are in charge, and the fierce generals on the side are fighting. The time and place are conducive to harmony. Yan Ke cuts and says Ke. Today, there are towers and cauldrons, and he is walking on the mountains and rivers with swords. Everyone is in harmony. "Song of the Raging Wind"

, the steward led all the ministers to congratulate him."

"As for you, the Young Master of the Song family, you have advisers in the hall, and fierce generals on the border. The weather is favorable and the place is harmonious. Yan can attack and say Ke. On this day, when the towers and cauldrons are built, he will surely walk on the king's river. Everyone is in harmony and "angry"

"Wind Song", the governor 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 crawled 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 single 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. The armor's light is shining 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.

I can't say anything. I'll tell you, General, that I'll support you and lead the Jade Dragon to 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 feel weak.

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.

Yue Wu 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 are no problems 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 increased!

"Plop!"

The lord of Mo City, Jiang Jinnan, who was standing next to him, had his legs weak and 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, suddenly became weak 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 lead the troops immediately to arrest Mo

Everyone in the Song family in the city, regardless of age or sex, is arrested! 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! Seize 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 promise suddenly sounded outside the door.

Immediately, a group of soldiers rushed in and directly held down Song Fu, who was paralyzed 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 sound.

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.

! The grassroots are unjustly accused! Those poems were not written by the grassroots, but were forcibly given to the grassroots by uncles and aunts of the grassroots, forcing the grassroots to memorize them, forcing the grassroots to copy them, forcing the grassroots to read them out deliberately in front of other people... It’s unjust! The grassroots are unjust!"

This person is none other than Song Zhengming, a descendant of the Song family.

He was feeling very proud just now, 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 was suddenly frightened.

, with his soul flying into the sky, he still dared to hesitate, and rushed in to tell the truth, kowtow and beg 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. She also heard that her nephew put the responsibility on herself, and she hurriedly cried and shouted: "Princess! City Lord!"

! It’s wrong! The women of the country are wronged! These poems are not from the women of the country, but... they were given to the women of the country by the eldest lady of the Chengguo Mansion! She forced the women of the country to find someone to present them to the eldest princess. She wanted to get rid of the bastard in her family.

It was her who destroyed the Qin family! It was her! It was all anti-poems written by Cheng Guofu!"
To be continued...