Chapter 96

The banquet has begun!

First, Zhang Jin issued a declaration of gratitude.

In particular, I am very grateful for the arrival of several great people.

Then Liu Wuyan, the owner of Xuanwu City, delivered a speech, praising Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian, calling them a match made in heaven.

Then Zhu Wubian delivered a speech to congratulate Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian on their sweetheart Tiancheng.

A bunch of nonsense that I said was skipped, and five thousand words were omitted.

while these people are speaking.

The second-class Jinshi, the silver-clothed inspector Li Wenzheng didn't speak, he applauded reservedly and smiled.

Nangong Ping did not speak or applaud, but smiled.

Tang Yun is very cool, doesn't speak, doesn't applaud, doesn't smile.

Shen Lang is the coolest, he doesn't speak, doesn't applaud, doesn't show a smile, and is still reading the booklet of spring paintings. He pretended to accidentally touch Mulan's thigh three times, and then she secretly grabbed her wrist, begging for mercy, and was let go.

Next, the banquet entered the time of staggered cups, drinking wine, and eating delicious food.

But the scene was still a little awkward.

The reason is very simple, because there are Shen Lang and Jin Mulan.

Tonight's task is to besiege Shen Lang.

Therefore, everyone present can't be flattering properly.

What a good opportunity it was, the second son of the Marquis of Zhenbei was here, Tang Yun, the son of Jin Haibo, was there, Li Wenzheng, the inspector in silver clothes, and Zhu Wubian, the son of General Pingnan.

But no one dared to speak, lest they mess up the rhythm.

After a long while, someone finally started.

It doesn't matter what the person's name is, the key is a person.

Even in Xuanwu City, Juren is definitely an upper-class society, which is very rare.

But at tonight's banquet, the identity of the jury is also an admission ticket.

"A strange book has been published recently, do you know?"

Shen Lang's spirit was shocked, here we come!

"I'm afraid it's hard to know. This book has become popular in Yangwu County and Nujiang County, and the trend of this kind of fire is spreading rapidly throughout the Tiannan Province."

"This book is really top-notch. The text in it is extremely spicy, and it tells the world's feelings."

Look how abnormal this is.

These people actually praised Shen Lang's book so much.

Why?

It is to first hold this book up to the sky, and then smash it down and fall to death.

That is to say, at this banquet, they can talk about this book, because no one will say that you look at the cover of this book is Xu Qianqian.

Because the whole speech can be controlled, this is the legendary ban.

If you talk about this book on the street, it is guaranteed that countless men will spray Xu Qianqian all over his face.

"You don't know yet, the author of this book, Lang Ling Xiaoxiaosheng, is among all of us here."

"Really?"

"No way! What a surprise."

"Quick, tell us who it is?"

The acting skills of these people are too exaggerated, which is really unbearable to look at.

"This Langling Xiaoxiaosheng is Shen Lang, the uncle of Earl Xuanwu's mansion." The lifter pointed at Shen Lang.

Suddenly, all eyes turned to Shen Lang.

Next, almost everyone praised Shen Lang for how well written this book was and how extraordinary it was.

"My favorite is the poems in this book. It's so well written that it's really eye-catching. Every time I read it, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart."

"Yes, yes, yes! What's your favorite poem in it?"

"The one from the first episode: Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. The sky is full, and the sparseness is not missed."

"Good poetry, very good poetry."

"Short and powerful, like a sharp sword."

At this time, even Tang Yun and Nangong Ping, as well as Li Wenzheng, a second-class scholar, couldn't help discussing this poem.

All the guests present joined the discussion.

The whole banquet seemed to have become a literary salon, and it was a literary salon touting Shen Lang.

Almost everyone is praising how well this poem is written.

And right now!

The master of Xuanwu City raised Wang Lian to slap the table.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

Everyone fell silent and looked at him.

Everything was as precise as if it had been rehearsed.

Wang Lian stood up abruptly, pointed at Shen Lang and said sharply: "You shameless person, not only robbed my woman, but also stole my poems."

"Shen Lang, why did you plagiarize my articles and my poems?"

"You are a shameless literary thief. I wrote this poem, why did you steal it?"

...

The second attack on Shen Lang tonight was finally implemented!

Zhang Jin asked Zhang Chong if there was a bottom line for the engagement banquet's attack on Shen Lang.

Zhang Chong said: "Does Shen Lang have a bottom line? Come and don't go indecent!"

Zhang Jin asked: "If there is no bottom line, will it lower our style?"

Zhang Chong said lightly: "There is no style in political struggles, only dirty and more dirty."

Therefore, Zhang Jin implemented his father's words very well.

And, step by step.

The lethality is stronger than one move.

The next third move is the real fatal blow.

But Zhang Jin really wanted to know, can Shen Lang solve this second trick in front of him?

...

When Wang Lian said these words, the audience was shocked!

"No, Uncle Shen Lang shouldn't do such a shameless thing."

"Plagiarizing poems? It's a complete shame for the literati!"

"Master Shen Lang, come out and explain."

"Lord Wang Lian, do you have any evidence? If there is no evidence, you can't talk nonsense."

At this time, an elderly man got up.

Because he was sitting too far back, Shen Lang could see him clearly at this time.

It turned out to be the big teacher of the Hanshui Town Academy. In the words of the earth, he is the principal of the middle school. He is seventy years old this year.

But he is just a scholar, what qualifications does he have to attend tonight's banquet, it is entirely for Shen Lang.

More than half a year ago, he personally drove Shen Lang out of the school.

The name of the shame of a scholar on Shen Lang also came from his mouth.

At this moment, the old principal stood up tremblingly, and said, "Lord Wang Lian, this Shen Lang is my student. Although he was incompetent before, he still can't bear the charge of plagiarizing poetry. If you have no evidence, then Don't splash dirty water."

Wang Lian said: "Of course there is evidence."

Then, he took out an article from his arms and said: "Everyone, this is an article from the county examination eight years ago. It can't be fake, right?"

The county examination is the first stage of the examination for talents. Only those who pass the county examination can participate in the college examination. Only those who pass the college examination can obtain the title of scholar and can further participate in the township examination.

Therefore, although the county examination is a low-level imperial examination, it is also an official authority.

Wang Lian began to circulate the test paper, and finally passed it to Tang Yun, Li Wenzheng, and Nangong Ping.

City Lord Liu Wuyan stepped forward and pointed to the test paper and said, "Yes, this is indeed the test paper for the Nujiang County Examination eight years ago. It also has the seals of the prefect's office and the Tiannan Provincial School of Education."

"Look at the paper again, look at the handwriting again, there is absolutely no way to fake it."

"Several young masters, look, Wang Lian wrote this poem at the very beginning of this exam paper: Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. The sky is wide, and there is no omission."

"Wang Lian wrote this poem in the county examination eight years ago. Now that this poem appears in Shen Lang's book, it is undoubtedly plagiarism."

"Iron evidence is like a mountain!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"I didn't expect it to be plagiarism."

"Thanks to my appreciation for the words and poems in this, I didn't expect it to be plagiarism."

"It's a shame for the literati!"

Shen Lang's book is so hot that it can't be suppressed or blocked at all.

So simply hold it to the top, and then frame the charge of plagiarism on Shen Lang.

Since then, the limelight has completely turned around.

Before everyone was talking about the scandal of Xu Guangyun and Xu Qianqian in the book, it will soon turn to talking about the plagiarism scandal of Shen Lang.

Good things don't go out, bad things travel thousands of miles.

As long as Shen Lang can't prove his innocence tonight, the charge of plagiarism tomorrow will become a sure thing.

Even if the truth is reversed in the future, it is useless, no one cares.

The saliva sprayed by the public is like the bullet that a man erupts after a passionate night, and it cannot be taken back into the bag.

The old principal said, "Lord Wang Lian, my student Shen Lang has nothing to do with you. How could he copy your poems?"

Wang Lian said: "Sir, after Shen Lang was injured that day, I pity him. I once went to his house to help him review his homework and taught him to read for half a month. I didn't expect this son to be a jerk and plagiarize my poems."

The old principal tremblingly pointed at Shen Lang and said, "There is such a thing."

Shen Lang ignored him, but stretched out his hand and said, "Wang Lian's exam papers, show me."

Wang Lian and Liu Wuyan stepped forward and opened the exam paper, about two feet away from Shen Lang, but did not hand it into his hands.

Shen Lang saw it and immediately judged it.

This is indeed the examination paper of the county examination eight years ago. Whether it is paper or handwriting, it is full of traces of time.

And at the beginning of the test paper, there is indeed: good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. Skynet is plentiful, sparse but not leaking.

The most important thing is that every word in this poem is Wang Lian's handwriting, and it is his handwriting eight years ago.

Every word is also full of traces of time.

Even if X-rays are used to add intelligence to the brain, it is still certain that this was written by Wang Lian and not forged.

The test paper is true, and every word on it is true.

Niubi!

Simply breathtaking!

It seems that it is completely ironclad.

But there is no doubt that Wang Lian never wrote this poem at all.

How did Wang Lian do it?

In an instant, Shen Lang guessed the method.

Wang Lian has never written this poem, but this poem has only 16 words, and every word is very ordinary. Almost every scholar has written it.

Then, Wang Lian cut out all the words that he had written before and spelled it out into this poem.

Then, they found the most brilliant calligraphy and painting framers, pasted the sixteen characters on the test paper written by Wang Lian eight years ago, and finally mounted a layer of extremely transparent paper on the surface of the test paper.

Know what's the coolest thing?

Finally, this layer of transparent paper is peeled off from the blank area of ​​a painting and calligraphy work eight years ago, so that it can be filled with traces of time.

On the earth, the skill of those calligraphy and painting counterfeiters has reached the peak.

A famous painting can be sold in triplicate with three layers uncovered.

Not only that, but it can also be half true and half false, seamless splicing.

In short, someone who is not an absolute expert can't see any flaws at all.

In front of him, Wang Lian's exam paper from eight years ago has almost reached the pinnacle.

At least Shen Lang couldn't see any flaws at all.

Every word is true, every piece of paper is eight years old, and every official seal is also true.

This represents authority, and it can't be more true.

Shen Lang could only be amazed and exclaimed loudly.

Even the prefecture-level officials helped Wang Lian to cheat and convict Shen Lang of plagiarism and plagiarism.

Wang Lian pointed at Shen Lang and said coldly: "Now the ironclad evidence is like a mountain, you copied my poems, what else do you have to say, Shen Lang?"

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Note: I will kill him in the next chapter, never procrastinate, never copy poetry! You bosses, vote for me, give me strength, I have to code until midnight.