The musicians in the room all backed away, turned around and left.
While Li Mu was hesitating, an old man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.
Therefore, even if many discerning people see the clues, they pretend not to know.
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
"It turned out to be plagiarism."
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
"Miss, you actually... oh, let me tell you what's good about you." The maid Xiner looked distressed and said: "Miss, you are not really interested in this little book boy, are you?"
After all, she is still just a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a girlish heart, and she also has a naughty and cunning side when there are no outsiders.
…
Hua Xiangrong smiled softly, sitting directly on the ground without any image, with her hair spread out, and raised her feet playfully, and said: "What's the matter, my good sister, isn't he a worthy target?" Isn’t he bad?”
Plagiarism
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
However, a tiger has a harmless mind, but a tiger has a harmful intention.
…
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
"That's good, that's good, but... alas." The maid Xiner looked like she hated him and said, "But you have only met once."
Plagiarism
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
"kill him."
Li Mu frowned.
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
Plagiarism
After all, she is still just a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a girlish heart, and she also has a naughty and cunning side when there are no outsiders.
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
Of course, not everyone is a fool.
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
"Unbearable, everyone will not have flowers..."
Li Mu didn't want to talk nonsense, clenched his fists, and was about to whip this ignorant little scholar away, but suddenly he thought that Hanshan Academy was a big force in Chang'an City. If he was offended to death, he didn't have to be afraid, but Will it embarrass Hua Xiangrong and ruin her reputation
"Miss, you actually... oh, let me tell you what's good about you." The maid Xiner looked distressed and said: "Miss, you are not really interested in this little book boy, are you?"
Hearing such words, the smile in Hua Xiangrong's eyes immediately dimmed.
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
Such a humble request cannot be considered too much, right
In the past, Hua Xiangrong was aloof, as pure and pure as a goddess in the fairy palace, because no man had ever entered her boudoir, but now, all this has come to an end.
He stood up and spoke, and it immediately made a difference.
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
"It's simply shameless, using Zhen's poems to deceive others."
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
She bit her lip, her teeth as white as braided shells, a look of struggle appeared on her face, and she remained silent.
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
…
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
witness
Zhen Yuandao of Hanshan Academy is still very famous in the entire literary world of Chang'an City. He has written famous works such as "Cao Ge Xing" and "Xingyue Fu". Although they are not poems for a century, there are some that have been circulated for a while. In the literary world of Chang'an City, this person's literary name can be ranked among the ten, and he can be regarded as one of the leaders of the literary world of Chang'an City.
Xin'er panicked and said quickly: "Miss, I didn't mean that, I..."
"Haha, I thought I was some kind of great genius, but it turned out to be a deceitful person. Hahaha, I'm so ashamed to be associated with you." Madman Song Qingfei sneered at the side, adding insult to injury.
Tonight, he had a breakthrough after watching Hua Xiangrong's dance. He turned on the [Sky Eye] and rushed back to the courtyard of the [Shadow Room] to think about it carefully. He didn't want to continue to be entangled in this kind of thing with such a small character. .
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
Hearing such words, the smile in Hua Xiangrong's eyes immediately dimmed.
With an expressionless expression, Li Mu walked around Lin Qiushui and walked outside.
…
In the last moments before sinking into the sea of misery, leave some beautiful memories in your life.
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
"Have you seen it? This is the style of a true literary master."
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
Such a humble request cannot be considered too much, right
Someone wailed softly.
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
Plagiarism
He turned to look at the table before him, only to find that Zheng Cunjian had disappeared at some point. The people sitting on the table were all disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School. At this time, they all had gloating smiles and looked provocative. Look at yourself.
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
"And he also deceived Hua Xiangronghua and everyone. It is really an unforgivable crime. He was captured, quartered on five horses, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives."
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
He turned to look at the table before him, only to find that Zheng Cunjian had disappeared at some point. The people sitting on the table were all disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School. At this time, they all had gloating smiles and looked provocative. Look at yourself.
Some people can naturally see that there are flaws in Zhen Yuandao's words.
After all, in the literary world of Chang'an City, Hanshan Academy has a considerable status. It controls public opinion and has the right to speak. If you question it at this time, it will be easy to become enemies with Hanshan Academy. Then it will be troublesome. Moreover, this young man is too If he is too young and energetic and offends the two major literary forces of Hanshan Academy and Fengming Academy, then he is seeking his own death.
…
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
When will the dragon care about the provocation of an ant
…
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
"Little poor man, I have invited witnesses to prove that your beauty poem is plagiarism. Now, you have nothing to say." Lin Qiushui smiled coldly, walked over and said, "Today , I will reveal your true face in front of everyone."
Among the crowd, the short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy was the loudest.
Li Mu looked at the young scholar indifferently.
Li Mu frowned.
Tonight, he had a breakthrough after watching Hua Xiangrong's dance. He turned on the [Sky Eye] and rushed back to the courtyard of the [Shadow Room] to think about it carefully. He didn't want to continue to be entangled in this kind of thing with such a small character. .
…
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
Li Mu didn't want to talk nonsense, clenched his fists, and was about to whip this ignorant little scholar away, but suddenly he thought that Hanshan Academy was a big force in Chang'an City. If he was offended to death, he didn't have to be afraid, but Will it embarrass Hua Xiangrong and ruin her reputation
"My goddess has been desecrated."
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
The people who had been watching had no intention of dispersing, and it seemed that there were more people than before.
…
Plagiarism
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.
In the past, Hua Xiangrong was aloof, as pure and pure as a goddess in the fairy palace, because no man had ever entered her boudoir, but now, all this has come to an end.
Seeing Li Mu appear, there was a roar in the crowd, as if a piece of ice was thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
Someone wailed softly.
"Miss, you actually... oh, let me tell you what's good about you." The maid Xiner looked distressed and said: "Miss, you are not really interested in this little book boy, are you?"
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
The people who had been watching had no intention of dispersing, and it seemed that there were more people than before.
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
"Come out, come out."
Xin'er panicked and said quickly: "Miss, I didn't mean that, I..."
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
"It took so long to come out."
Among the crowd, the short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy was the loudest.
"What? Don't you dare to speak?"
With an expressionless expression, Li Mu walked around Lin Qiushui and walked outside.
Zhen Yuandao of Hanshan Academy is still very famous in the entire literary world of Chang'an City. He has written famous works such as "Cao Ge Xing" and "Xingyue Fu". Although they are not poems for a century, there are some that have been circulated for a while. In the literary world of Chang'an City, this person's literary name can be ranked among the ten, and he can be regarded as one of the leaders of the literary world of Chang'an City.
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
"Unbearable, everyone will not have flowers..."
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy took a step forward and blocked Li Mu's way again, saying: "What? Are you afraid? Want to escape? Haha, you plagiarize other people's poems and want to escape after being in the limelight? How can there be such a good thing in the world? thing."
Among the crowd, the short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy was the loudest.
witness
"It took so long to come out."
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
"My goddess has been desecrated."
witness
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
Someone wailed softly.
He stood up and spoke, and it immediately made a difference.
Hua Xiangrong smiled softly, sitting directly on the ground without any image, with her hair spread out, and raised her feet playfully, and said: "What's the matter, my good sister, isn't he a worthy target?" Isn’t he bad?”
"Haha, I thought I was some kind of great genius, but it turned out to be a deceitful person. Hahaha, I'm so ashamed to be associated with you." Madman Song Qingfei sneered at the side, adding insult to injury.
…
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy took a step forward and blocked Li Mu's way again, saying: "What? Are you afraid? Want to escape? Haha, you plagiarize other people's poems and want to escape after being in the limelight? How can there be such a good thing in the world? thing."
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
…
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
In the past, Hua Xiangrong was aloof, as pure and pure as a goddess in the fairy palace, because no man had ever entered her boudoir, but now, all this has come to an end.
Moreover, if it was really Zhen Yuandao's poem, then why didn't Lin Qiushui, who was Zhen Yuandao's direct disciple, point it out at the time? After being slapped in the face by this young scholar, it took so long for him to ask his master to come and expose it. ? This is too late.
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
"That's good, that's good, but... alas." The maid Xiner looked like she hated him and said, "But you have only met once."
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
With an expressionless expression, Li Mu walked around Lin Qiushui and walked outside.
Plagiarism
However, a tiger has a harmless mind, but a tiger has a harmful intention.
Someone wailed softly.
…
"And he also deceived Hua Xiangronghua and everyone. It is really an unforgivable crime. He was captured, quartered on five horses, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives."
witness
Are you playing any tricks again
Are you playing any tricks again
"It's simply shameless, using Zhen's poems to deceive others."
The people who had been watching had no intention of dispersing, and it seemed that there were more people than before.
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamations in the entire hall.
In the past, Hua Xiangrong was aloof, as pure and pure as a goddess in the fairy palace, because no man had ever entered her boudoir, but now, all this has come to an end.
witness
Li Mu looked at the young scholar indifferently.
Moreover, if it was really Zhen Yuandao's poem, then why didn't Lin Qiushui, who was Zhen Yuandao's direct disciple, point it out at the time? After being slapped in the face by this young scholar, it took so long for him to ask his master to come and expose it. ? This is too late.
"Tear off his robe and hang him up."
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
In the past, Hua Xiangrong was aloof, as pure and pure as a goddess in the fairy palace, because no man had ever entered her boudoir, but now, all this has come to an end.
Hua Xiangrong smiled softly, sitting directly on the ground without any image, with her hair spread out, and raised her feet playfully, and said: "What's the matter, my good sister, isn't he a worthy target?" Isn’t he bad?”
Li Mu looked at the young scholar indifferently.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy took a step forward and blocked Li Mu's way again, saying: "What? Are you afraid? Want to escape? Haha, you plagiarize other people's poems and want to escape after being in the limelight? How can there be such a good thing in the world? thing."
When will the dragon care about the provocation of an ant
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
In the last moments before sinking into the sea of misery, leave some beautiful memories in your life.
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
…
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
Plagiarism
Seeing Li Mu appear, there was a roar in the crowd, as if a piece of ice was thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
…
With an expressionless expression, Li Mu walked around Lin Qiushui and walked outside.
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
Tonight, he had a breakthrough after watching Hua Xiangrong's dance. He turned on the [Sky Eye] and rushed back to the courtyard of the [Shadow Room] to think about it carefully. He didn't want to continue to be entangled in this kind of thing with such a small character. .
Such a humble request cannot be considered too much, right
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
She bit her lip, her teeth as white as braided shells, a look of struggle appeared on her face, and she remained silent.
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
However, a tiger has a harmless mind, but a tiger has a harmful intention.
Otherwise, when you are really in the darkest abyss of despair and cannot see any light, what can warm the injured and painful soul
In the past, Hua Xiangrong was aloof, as pure and pure as a goddess in the fairy palace, because no man had ever entered her boudoir, but now, all this has come to an end.
"It turned out to be plagiarism."
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
Some people can naturally see that there are flaws in Zhen Yuandao's words.
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy took a step forward and blocked Li Mu's way again, saying: "What? Are you afraid? Want to escape? Haha, you plagiarize other people's poems and want to escape after being in the limelight? How can there be such a good thing in the world? thing."
"Tear off his robe and hang him up."
"Unbearable, everyone will not have flowers..."
…
…
Li Mu frowned.
Li Mu frowned.
…
…
…
A trace of impatience welled up in his heart.
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
The people who had been watching had no intention of dispersing, and it seemed that there were more people than before.
He turned to look at the table before him, only to find that Zheng Cunjian had disappeared at some point. The people sitting on the table were all disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School. At this time, they all had gloating smiles and looked provocative. Look at yourself.
"It's simply shameless, using Zhen's poems to deceive others."
"Come out, come out."
"It turned out to be plagiarism."
"I'm just saying, this kind of poetry is only reasonable if it comes from Master Zhen."
"What? Don't you dare to speak?"
"A master is a master, he has a broad mind."
Are you playing any tricks again
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
While Li Mu was hesitating, an old man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.
After all, she is still just a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a girlish heart, and she also has a naughty and cunning side when there are no outsiders.
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
Li Mu frowned.
Are you playing any tricks again
A trace of impatience welled up in his heart.
"It took so long to come out."
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
The scholars in the two major academies started making noises.
Because a hundred-year-old poem, even if he got it by chance and inscribed it on the wall of a wine shop, it would have spread enough in the past few days. Such a poem has the charm of spreading like crazy, but why? In the past few days, there has been no relevant news
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
…
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
"Little poor man, I have invited witnesses to prove that your beauty poem is plagiarism. Now, you have nothing to say." Lin Qiushui smiled coldly, walked over and said, "Today , I will reveal your true face in front of everyone."
What can I do
…
"Unbearable, everyone will not have flowers..."
witness
"I'm just saying, this kind of poetry is only reasonable if it comes from Master Zhen."
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
The people who had been watching had no intention of dispersing, and it seemed that there were more people than before.
"And he also deceived Hua Xiangronghua and everyone. It is really an unforgivable crime. He was captured, quartered on five horses, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives."
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
…
After all, in the literary world of Chang'an City, Hanshan Academy has a considerable status. It controls public opinion and has the right to speak. If you question it at this time, it will be easy to become enemies with Hanshan Academy. Then it will be troublesome. Moreover, this young man is too If he is too young and energetic and offends the two major literary forces of Hanshan Academy and Fengming Academy, then he is seeking his own death.
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
Plagiarism
He turned to look at the table before him, only to find that Zheng Cunjian had disappeared at some point. The people sitting on the table were all disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School. At this time, they all had gloating smiles and looked provocative. Look at yourself.
Among the crowd, the short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy was the loudest.
Li Mu didn't want to talk nonsense, clenched his fists, and was about to whip this ignorant little scholar away, but suddenly he thought that Hanshan Academy was a big force in Chang'an City. If he was offended to death, he didn't have to be afraid, but Will it embarrass Hua Xiangrong and ruin her reputation
When Li Mu walked down the stairs, the hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai was still filled with people.
"Little poor man, I have invited witnesses to prove that your beauty poem is plagiarism. Now, you have nothing to say." Lin Qiushui smiled coldly, walked over and said, "Today , I will reveal your true face in front of everyone."
He turned to look at the table before him, only to find that Zheng Cunjian had disappeared at some point. The people sitting on the table were all disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School. At this time, they all had gloating smiles and looked provocative. Look at yourself.
Someone wailed softly.
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
While Li Mu was hesitating, an old man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.
Li Mu didn't want to talk nonsense, clenched his fists, and was about to whip this ignorant little scholar away, but suddenly he thought that Hanshan Academy was a big force in Chang'an City. If he was offended to death, he didn't have to be afraid, but Will it embarrass Hua Xiangrong and ruin her reputation
"My goddess has been desecrated."
"Come out, come out."
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
"It's simply shameless, using Zhen's poems to deceive others."
…
"It turned out to be plagiarism."
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
What can I do
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
"And he also deceived Hua Xiangronghua and everyone. It is really an unforgivable crime. He was captured, quartered on five horses, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives."
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
"That's good, that's good, but... alas." The maid Xiner looked like she hated him and said, "But you have only met once."
"I'm just saying, this kind of poetry is only reasonable if it comes from Master Zhen."
Xin'er panicked and said quickly: "Miss, I didn't mean that, I..."
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamations in the entire hall.
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
Zhen Yuandao of Hanshan Academy is still very famous in the entire literary world of Chang'an City. He has written famous works such as "Cao Ge Xing" and "Xingyue Fu". Although they are not poems for a century, there are some that have been circulated for a while. In the literary world of Chang'an City, this person's literary name can be ranked among the ten, and he can be regarded as one of the leaders of the literary world of Chang'an City.
After all, in the literary world of Chang'an City, Hanshan Academy has a considerable status. It controls public opinion and has the right to speak. If you question it at this time, it will be easy to become enemies with Hanshan Academy. Then it will be troublesome. Moreover, this young man is too If he is too young and energetic and offends the two major literary forces of Hanshan Academy and Fengming Academy, then he is seeking his own death.
Someone wailed softly.
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
When will the dragon care about the provocation of an ant
witness
A trace of impatience welled up in his heart.
He stood up and spoke, and it immediately made a difference.
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
"What? Don't you dare to speak?"
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
"It turned out to be plagiarism."
"What? Don't you dare to speak?"
She bit her lip, her teeth as white as braided shells, a look of struggle appeared on her face, and she remained silent.
Someone wailed softly.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
Zhen Yuandao of Hanshan Academy is still very famous in the entire literary world of Chang'an City. He has written famous works such as "Cao Ge Xing" and "Xingyue Fu". Although they are not poems for a century, there are some that have been circulated for a while. In the literary world of Chang'an City, this person's literary name can be ranked among the ten, and he can be regarded as one of the leaders of the literary world of Chang'an City.
"I'm just saying, this kind of poetry is only reasonable if it comes from Master Zhen."
He stood up and spoke, and it immediately made a difference.
The scholars in the two major academies started making noises.
"It's simply shameless, using Zhen's poems to deceive others."
He stood up and spoke, and it immediately made a difference.
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.
"A master is a master, he has a broad mind."
Are you playing any tricks again
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
"And he also deceived Hua Xiangronghua and everyone. It is really an unforgivable crime. He was captured, quartered on five horses, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives."
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
Are you playing any tricks again
Some people can naturally see that there are flaws in Zhen Yuandao's words.
Under the noisy shouts of the scholars from the two major academies, the crowd in the hall became excited.
A trace of impatience welled up in his heart.
Because a hundred-year-old poem, even if he got it by chance and inscribed it on the wall of a wine shop, it would have spread enough in the past few days. Such a poem has the charm of spreading like crazy, but why? In the past few days, there has been no relevant news
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
"Haha, I thought I was some kind of great genius, but it turned out to be a deceitful person. Hahaha, I'm so ashamed to be associated with you." Madman Song Qingfei sneered at the side, adding insult to injury.
"Little poor man, I have invited witnesses to prove that your beauty poem is plagiarism. Now, you have nothing to say." Lin Qiushui smiled coldly, walked over and said, "Today , I will reveal your true face in front of everyone."
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
Li Mu looked at the young scholar indifferently.
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
However, a tiger has a harmless mind, but a tiger has a harmful intention.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
"Little poor man, I have invited witnesses to prove that your beauty poem is plagiarism. Now, you have nothing to say." Lin Qiushui smiled coldly, walked over and said, "Today , I will reveal your true face in front of everyone."
Some people can naturally see that there are flaws in Zhen Yuandao's words.
Hearing such words, the smile in Hua Xiangrong's eyes immediately dimmed.
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
"Miss, you are simply poisoned." Xin'er said sincerely: "Xin'er admits that in the past, this young master was indeed someone who could be relied upon, and Xin'er would not object, but now, the situation is different. , the Blood Moon Gang is pressing harder... Alas, if he is powerful, he may be able to help you, but he is just a poor scholar, with more than enough ambition but not enough energy. No matter how good his poetry is, no matter how good his character, he has What’s the use?”
When will the dragon care about the provocation of an ant
"It turned out to be plagiarism."
Li Mu frowned.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
"kill him."
"What? Don't you dare to speak?"
"Haha, I've been exposed, so I'm speechless."
"Tear off his robe and hang him up."
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
Because a hundred-year-old poem, even if he got it by chance and inscribed it on the wall of a wine shop, it would have spread enough in the past few days. Such a poem has the charm of spreading like crazy, but why? In the past few days, there has been no relevant news
Among the crowd, the short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy was the loudest.
Li Mu frowned.
Are you playing any tricks again
She bit her lip, her teeth as white as braided shells, a look of struggle appeared on her face, and she remained silent.
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
Of course, not everyone is a fool.
…
When will the dragon care about the provocation of an ant
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
"Have you seen it? This is the style of a true literary master."
This old man looks to be in his fifties, wearing a light white scholar's uniform, with a pale face and a bit of elegance. It's easy to fall in love with him, but what he says is very sinister. .
"It's simply shameless, using Zhen's poems to deceive others."
Some people can naturally see that there are flaws in Zhen Yuandao's words.
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
Hearing such words, the smile in Hua Xiangrong's eyes immediately dimmed.
He stood up and spoke, and it immediately made a difference.
Because a hundred-year-old poem, even if he got it by chance and inscribed it on the wall of a wine shop, it would have spread enough in the past few days. Such a poem has the charm of spreading like crazy, but why? In the past few days, there has been no relevant news
"That's good, that's good, but... alas." The maid Xiner looked like she hated him and said, "But you have only met once."
…
Seeing Li Mu appear, there was a roar in the crowd, as if a piece of ice was thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
He turned to look at the table before him, only to find that Zheng Cunjian had disappeared at some point. The people sitting on the table were all disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School. At this time, they all had gloating smiles and looked provocative. Look at yourself.
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
The feeling was like a candle being blown out ruthlessly by the wind. The whole person suddenly lost its luster like a withered flower.
Li Mu was not offended by Joker's poor acting and provocation.
Moreover, if it was really Zhen Yuandao's poem, then why didn't Lin Qiushui, who was Zhen Yuandao's direct disciple, point it out at the time? After being slapped in the face by this young scholar, it took so long for him to ask his master to come and expose it. ? This is too late.
With an expressionless expression, Li Mu walked around Lin Qiushui and walked outside.
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
Because a hundred-year-old poem, even if he got it by chance and inscribed it on the wall of a wine shop, it would have spread enough in the past few days. Such a poem has the charm of spreading like crazy, but why? In the past few days, there has been no relevant news
The musicians in the room all backed away, turned around and left.
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
"It took so long to come out."
A trace of impatience welled up in his heart.
After all, in the literary world of Chang'an City, Hanshan Academy has a considerable status. It controls public opinion and has the right to speak. If you question it at this time, it will be easy to become enemies with Hanshan Academy. Then it will be troublesome. Moreover, this young man is too If he is too young and energetic and offends the two major literary forces of Hanshan Academy and Fengming Academy, then he is seeking his own death.
Such a humble request cannot be considered too much, right
Seeing Li Mu appear, there was a roar in the crowd, as if a piece of ice was thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
He just thought it was ridiculous and pitiful.
Hua Xiangrong smiled softly, sitting directly on the ground without any image, with her hair spread out, and raised her feet playfully, and said: "What's the matter, my good sister, isn't he a worthy target?" Isn’t he bad?”
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
"Haha, I thought I was some kind of great genius, but it turned out to be a deceitful person. Hahaha, I'm so ashamed to be associated with you." Madman Song Qingfei sneered at the side, adding insult to injury.
After all, in the literary world of Chang'an City, Hanshan Academy has a considerable status. It controls public opinion and has the right to speak. If you question it at this time, it will be easy to become enemies with Hanshan Academy. Then it will be troublesome. Moreover, this young man is too If he is too young and energetic and offends the two major literary forces of Hanshan Academy and Fengming Academy, then he is seeking his own death.
What can I do
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.
witness
"I'm just saying, this kind of poetry is only reasonable if it comes from Master Zhen."
Li Mu frowned.
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
Seeing Li Mu appear, there was a roar in the crowd, as if a piece of ice was thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
Therefore, even if many discerning people see the clues, they pretend not to know.
"Unbearable, everyone will not have flowers..."
While Li Mu was hesitating, an old man with gray hair walked out of the crowd.
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
With an expressionless expression, Li Mu walked around Lin Qiushui and walked outside.
A trace of impatience welled up in his heart.
The people who had been watching had no intention of dispersing, and it seemed that there were more people than before.
"Bah, the deceiver finally dared to come out." Lin Qiushui, the chief of Hanshan Academy who had been waiting for a long time, strode forward, stopped Li Mu, and said: "Little poor man, your plagiarism has been exposed."
"Little friend, I think you are young and not sensible, so I don't want to be too harsh on you. Maybe you were impulsive, so you did such a thing." Zhen Yuandao has gray beard and hair, and has a slim appearance. With the temperament of an outsider, with a smile and a kind and generous look, he said: "As long as you are willing to admit that this poem is plagiarized from me, then I will not do anything for myself today. If you admit your mistake, I will Get you out safely."
"That's good, that's good, but... alas." The maid Xiner looked like she hated him and said, "But you have only met once."
"Tear off his robe and hang him up."
"Have you seen it? This is the style of a true literary master."
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.
"Tear off his robe and hang him up."
Alas, there are so many unfair things in this world.
"Everyone, Zhen Yuandao, the number one teacher in the fourth grade of Hanshan Academy, is here to testify. Today, the [Beauty Poem] written by this little friend was actually plagiarized from my work." The old man announced his home address, his face With a hint of smile on his face, he said: "A few days ago, I was a little tipsy in a tavern and saw a stunningly beautiful woman walking by the window. I couldn't help but get inspired by poetry and came across this poem [Beauty Poetry]. So I wrote a poem on the wall, and I felt quite proud. Maybe this little friend saw this poem in the tavern at that time. Tonight, he actually got it and used it in Wenshengzhai, which really surprised me. .”
"Some people won't mean anything no matter how many times you meet them, but for some people, just meeting once is enough." Hua Xiangrong smiled, swaying her snow-white feet, slender ankles and white and smooth toes. , dangling around.
"A master is a master, he has a broad mind."
The man in front of me who was slowly walking down the stairs came from Hua Xiangrong's boudoir. No matter what happened inside, for many people, it meant that the goddess who used to be so aloof fell into the dust. , no longer pure and pure.
Seeing Li Mu appear, there was a roar in the crowd, as if a piece of ice was thrown into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy had a sneer on his lips, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.
"What? Don't you dare to speak?"
Hua Xiangrong raised her head, smiled slightly, and said: "I know, silly sister, I know what you are worried about, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good. Yes, I can't follow him, because it will harm him. Beauty is a disaster, I can't harm him... Don't worry, there are still some days before the deadline, I will only meet the young master a few times, and after the deadline is up, I will never see him again."
Li Mu didn't want to talk nonsense, clenched his fists, and was about to whip this ignorant little scholar away, but suddenly he thought that Hanshan Academy was a big force in Chang'an City. If he was offended to death, he didn't have to be afraid, but Will it embarrass Hua Xiangrong and ruin her reputation
The admirers from Hanshan Academy below immediately started to praise him without losing any opportunity.
Because he had the same idea, he invited his mentor Jia Zuoren, but unfortunately Zhen Yuandao beat him to it. Seeing that the title of a century-old poem was snatched away by Zhen Yuandao from Hanshan Academy, he was really unhappy. .
Unless it was someone from Earth, or Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Li Yannian was resurrected, there would be no bullshit witnesses.
"And he also deceived Hua Xiangronghua and everyone. It is really an unforgivable crime. He was captured, quartered on five horses, and cut into pieces with a thousand knives."
However, even if they saw something, no one dared to expose it.