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"You said I copied you? None of your poems were passed on. How did I copy them?" Ye Fan couldn't help being very happy. This person was also very interesting. &1t;/p>
Su Huafan shook his head calmly, "No one in this imperial city knows. There are a lot of people and guests in my mansion. I chant poems, write lyrics, drink and sing songs, and I never shy away from it.&1t;/p>
If you really want to track down who stole these poems, this son really can't investigate it. After all, there are too many literati, and even the servants in my house can recite many poems. &1t;/p>
There have been several times in the past when my poems were spread out. There were people who wanted fame and fortune, and impostors, but my son was too lazy to care too much. Later, some of them have been revealed. &1t;/p>
This time, if it weren’t for you to plagiarize too much and make a lot of noise, my son would not be directly in the hall."&1t;/p>
"You nonsense! Who can prove that this poem was written before my elder brother chanted it?&1t;/p>
What's more, my eldest brother met scenes such as welcoming relatives and going back to the door, and wrote poems on the spot. Could it happen that they were all right? "Ye Wanqing dissatisfied.&1t;/p>
Su Huashan's face was stern, and he said with a sneer: "Someone Su has written a lot of poems. He just picked a few and said it. What's weird?&1t;/p>
What? Is it because I, Su, can't plagiarize his poems? &1t;/p>
When Su Huafan was ten years old when I published a collection of poems, I dared to ask what Ye Mingma was doing? Can any works come out? &1t;/p>
Before marrying the eldest princess, as far as Su knows, it seems to have nothing to do with the poetry world, right? &1t;/p>
Suddenly, not only from scratch, but also to make these excellent poems, I am afraid that a slightly wise person will not easily believe it, right? ”&1t;/p>
As soon as this was said, hundreds of teachers and students from Tianwen Academy on the scene also nodded in agreement. &1t;/p>
"Support Su Xuechang! Su Xuechang is the number one gifted scholar in the imperial city, do you still need to question it?"&1t;/p>
"Yes, I must have recited a lot of the poems of Senior Su, and I just used it!"&1t;/p>
Many girls at the scene can't wait to start to support, Ye Fan suddenly rises up, and it is the name of the poems and the geniuses, and it is too far from the previous image of waste. &1t;/p>
Therefore, everyone had doubts about Ye Fan's achievements. &1t;/p>
In contrast, although Su Huashan’s collection of poems is not hard evidence, most people are still willing to believe that these poems were created by the number one talent in the imperial city. &1t;/p>
"You... You are all guessing! This is not evidence at all!" Ye Wanqing was so anxious to cry, her body trembled slightly. &1t;/p>
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and gently hugged his sister's fragrant shoulders, patted, and smiled calmly: "It's okay, the clear ones are clear, let's go home, whatever they say". &1t;/p>
Ye Fan didn't want to argue with Su Huafan. If he had to compete for high and low, he could recite hundreds of famous poems. &1t;/p>
But... what's the point of this? I did borrow the poems of ancient writers, but he was not original, but he was not interested in borrowing to make a name for himself. &1t;/p>
What's more, no matter how good his poems are, it can't prove that Su Huashan's book of poems is fake. &1t;/p>
If you want to add a crime, why don't you have no choice? &1t;/p>
Su Huashan is not stupid, he naturally knows that public opinion must be biased towards him, so he dared to come up with a collection of poems that is not evidence. &1t;/p>
"Big brother... I feel uncomfortable! Why do they say that to you?" Ye Wanqing clenched her pink fist, angrily said. &1t;/p>
"Oh, even if I'm not as good at writing poems as him, but my medical skills are better than him, just as good as he is," Ye Fan smiled and comforted. &1t;/p>
"Girl, hurry up! This is Tianwen Academy! It's the best policy to walk in other places!" Ye Danqing urged in a low voice. &1t;/p>
Ye Wanqing had no choice but to leave with him. &1t;/p>
She knew that after going like this, news would definitely spread on the Internet, and Ye Fan would become a plagiarist, a thief, and be shameless... &1t;/p>
Although Su Huafan could not produce sufficient evidence, Ye Fan would not be punished, but Ye Fan's reputation just getting better was completely ruined. &1t;/p>
"Just leave? Do you have some spine?" came a softly female voice. &1t;/p>
I wore a color-blocking tunic dress, a white fur coat, a ponytail tied with a colored belt, and a pair of high-heeled camel boots... &1t;/p>
Ye Weiyang, dressed in a different way, appeared at the entrance of the lecture hall. &1t;/p>
This image-oriented princess had four neatly dressed maids on both sides, as if it was specifically designed to reflect the beauty of their master. &1t;/p>
Seeing Ye Weiyang also coming, the lecture hall suddenly became noisy again. Obviously, the students did not expect that the two most popular people in Tianwen Four Jerry would all come to the scene. &1t;/p>
"What does this have to do with spine? Why waste time if you don't know what to say?" Ye Fan smiled and shook his head. &1t;/p>
Ye Weiyang was quite dissatisfied, and said with a sly look: "This princess is about to return to the house just now. I heard that you are coming to confront Su Huafan, so I came to take a look.&1t;/p>
You don't even excuse me. Doesn't that mean that you admit that you are a literary thief? All of your poems are copied from Su Huafan? &1t;/p>
If it's other poems, that's all, when you greeted your relatives, did the poems written by Wen Kao copied him? That is the crime of deceiving the emperor, have you figured it out clearly? ”&1t;/p>
Ye Fan frowned. Didn't the princess ask him for trouble? Have to make the matter so serious? &1t;/p>
In this way, this matter really cannot be handled too casually, otherwise it would be tantamount to deceiving Emperor Ming De, and more problems would arise. Many students at the scene had already made a fuss and laughed, wanting to see what Ye Fan would do. &1t;/p>
"Princess Weiyang, I don't think I should embarrass Ye Fuma. Those poems are just given to him by someone Su. The creator's name is on his head..." Su Huashan smiled in a cool manner. road. &1t;/p>
Ye Weiyang directly replied, "Send it if you say it? Is the literary test in front of you as a saint a child's play?&1t;/p>
Yes, yes, no, no, who is the thief, I have to make it clear today! What do you say? Ye Luma... Ye Da, the genius doctor? ”&1t;/p>
Seeing Ye Weiyang's expression of fear that the world would not be chaotic, Ye Fan really didn't know where he had offended her. &1t;/p>
Ask him to say that these poems are his own, he can't say it. &1t;/p>
But saying that it’s not yours, it’s not good, it will be off the tongue. &1t;/p>
After thinking for a while, Ye Fan raised his head and turned his back to the teachers and students in a lecture hall. In a tone of helplessness and emotion, he chanted: "&1t;/p>
If we compare riches and nobles to poor and humble ones, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; &1t;/p>
If the poor are compared to the carts and horses, he has to drive me free. &1t;/p>
Others laugh at me too crazy, I laugh at others and can’t see through; &1t;/p>
There is no tomb of Wuling heroes, no flowers and no wine to hoe Zuotian..."&1t;/p>
A section of Tang Yin's "Peach Blossom Temple" was uttered from Ye Fan's mouth, and the audience fell into an inexplicable tranquility... &1t;/p>
Some people are lost in thought, some are completely surprised, and some are bright... &1t;/p>
Su Huafan muttered a word, his eyeballs rolled, his brows furrowed, and he squeezed the fan tightly. &1t;/p>
After Ye Weiyang pondered slightly, a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ye Fan's eyes with a little more interest. &1t;/p>
Ye Fan did not directly answer their questions, but used such a poem to show a kind of indifferent fame and fortune, unwilling to take care of the secular state of mind... &1t;/p>
He doesn't want to compete with the world, and he doesn't need to talk to everyone about his realm. &1t;/p>
If Ye Fan said this directly, the people at the scene would naturally sneer, and they could express it through such a beautiful sentence from the ages, and everyone was shocked! &1t;/p>
Seeing that the scene finally calmed down, Ye Fan looked at him with complicated eyes, and he was relieved, knowing that it was settled. &1t;/p>
"What's the name of this poem?" Ye Weiyang asked. &1t;/p>
"I don't know", Ye Fan turned around and pointed to Su Huafan, "You can ask him, maybe he wrote it..."&1t;/p>
After speaking, Ye Fan stopped talking, and took Ye Wanqing and Ye Danqing away. &1t;/p>
The scene was quiet for a long time, and a group of people couldn't figure out whether it was true or false, and suspicion arose. &1t;/p>
There was a calm smile at the corner of Su Huashan's mouth, as if he didn't care at all, but deep in his eyes, there was a chill... &1t;/p>