Chapter 97

The old principal of Shen Lang's town school looked very angry after reading the test paper.

He tremblingly pointed at Shen Lang and said, "Beast! You were ignorant in Hanshui Town School before, like a dead tree, you couldn't complete enlightenment after studying for nine years. I couldn't bear it and drove you home. Chunliang, the plagiarism and plagiarism he has learned now is simply a disgrace to a scholar, and a disgrace to me."

It's not easy, at such a young age, he still ran out to frame him.

Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue.

But...for some old bad guys, it's another story entirely.

Wang Lian pointed at Shen Lang and said coldly, "Shen Lang, what else do you have to say? Say it!"

Then, a woman suddenly said, "Young Master Shen, I don't believe you would plagiarize. The reason why this poem is the same as the one written by Wang Lian is purely a coincidence, right? You can make some better poems and prove it to everyone. You are really talented."

"Yep!"

"Shen Lang writes poetry to prove your talent."

"Yes, Shen Lang, you can make better verses to prove that you are not a plagiarism."

At this time, Li Wenzheng, a second-class scholar, said: "There are many scholars present, and at least they are famous. If you want, Mrs. Shen Lang, you can compete with them in terms of poetic talent. I have a question, if your poetry can surpass them, then Prove that you have splendid breasts and are not completely plagiarists."

"Yes, please ask Mr. Li to come up with the question. We all present to compete with Shen Lang for poetry."

Xu Qianqian felt extremely happy at this moment.

He couldn't help but recall the day when the Xu family slandered Shen Lang for stealing the golden dye formula.

In order to prove himself, Shen Lang took out better yellow dyes and purple dyes.

Now, it's the same thing.

It's just that there was Wang Lian, an idiot who ruined the good things of the Xu family. Today, there is no second Wang Lian.

The audience is Shen Lang's enemy.

To ask Shen Lang to write poetry is to make fun of the clown.

In the end, no matter what poem Shen Lang made, even if it was too good to go against the sky, he would lose.

Just like in the World Cup in Korea and Japan, how can you play well? The referees have all been bought off by our country.

But tonight, there is no referee, or the referees are all enemies, all of whom are going to crush Shen Lang to death.

This is the prelude to the siege of Earl Xuanwu's mansion. Everyone is young and does not need a bottom line.

Li Wenzheng said: "Shen Lang, isn't the book you wrote "The Legend of the Wind and Moon of Jin/Ping/Plum", how about writing a poem with the title of Fengyue?"

"Okay, let's take Fengyue as the topic."

"Shen Lang writes poetry."

"Shen Lang writes poetry!"

Several people present encouraged them.

Shen Lang smiled disdainfully and said, "Writing poetry? Why should I write poetry? What qualifications do you have for me to compete with you for poetry talent?"

Immediately, these people were angry.

"We are judging people, and you, Shen Lang, don't have any fame. In terms of qualifications, you are not qualified to be compared with us."

"We gave you the chance to prove your innocence, but you still don't cherish it?"

"After we pass the jinshi examination, we can serve as city lords and become the pillars of the country. Do you think we are qualified?"

"You Shen Lang don't have any fame, you are just a lowly son-in-law, what qualifications do you have to compare with us?"

Immediately, these people felt superior.

Shen Lang sneered and said, "Can one of the five of you be admitted to the Jinshi exam?"

"What if you were admitted to the jinshi examination? You first worked as a civil servant for a few years, then finally became a city lord, and finally being able to achieve the post of prefect is your ancestral grave burst."

"And even if you are in your fifties, what if you are given the post of governor? What kind of glory and wealth can you enjoy, what kind of wife can you marry? What kind of house can you live in? How many servants can you have?"

"Can you compare to me?"

"I, Shen Lang, live in a 10,000-acre manor, a 1,000-acre mansion, and there are dozens of servants and maids by my side. Any maid by my side is a beauty that is one in a thousand miles."

"The brocade clothes I'm wearing are worth several hundred gold coins. My wife is the daughter of the count, the most beautiful woman in the entire Nujiang County. She is extremely beautiful, her figure is outstanding, and her martial arts skills are outstanding!"

"Every time I go out, there are dozens of cavalry escorts, how pompous?

"The end of your life's struggle is just my starting point."

"Everything you dream of, no, is something you can't even dream of, I have it at my fingertips."

"You said, what qualifications do you have to compare with me? You have a bullshit superiority in front of me!"

"It's amazing that you have been chosen as a candidate. But you have to be a dog for others before you are eligible to step into tonight's banquet."

"However, this banquet tonight is almost for me."

"So, in front of me, you are nothing!"

These words come out.

Those few people were all dumbfounded.

Shen Lang, you are shameless!

He even said that eating soft rice is so righteous.

In such a scene, the lie should have been spoken in a high-sounding manner. What kind of bullshit are you saying these vulgar truths to punish your heart?

but……

For some reason, these people are full of sadness.

Although Shen Lang's words were vulgar, they directly revealed the truth.

The world is so cruel.

This is the saddest thing in the world.

The highest goal you strive for in your life is only the starting point for others.

You try your best, and you almost have to pay the price of your life, and you can't get anything you can't get. People just hook their hands in bed, and they have everything.

At this time, are you going to accuse Shen Lang of being vulgar? To say that I study for the benefit of the people and the prosperity of the country of Vietnam?

In such a high-end occasion, there is no need to say these hypocritical lies. Are there any idiots present.

I'm sorry that there is no nationalism in this world for the time being. It's not like China in our later generations. There are really countless elites and heroes who have sacrificed everything for the country and the nation.

...

Then, Shen Lang looked at Xu Qianqian and sneered: "Want me to make a better poem to prove that I didn't plagiarize? You're a monkey!"

"Back then, I, Shen Lang, was just a grasshopper. Your Xu family can run over you at any time, so I need to do my best to prove my innocence."

"And now, write your mother's poem."

After listening to Shen Lang's words, Wang Lian laughed and said, "Shen Lang, are you playing a rogue? Are you admitting in disguise that you plagiarized my poems, right?"

"Shame on you literati."

"You not only robbed my woman, but you also stole my poetry."

"Jin Mulan, you are blind, and you chose such a shameless man."

Wang Lian was above the hall, pointing at Shen Lang's nose and angrily.

Xu Qianqian felt extremely happy in her heart.

What if you, Shen Lang, don't write poetry? What about being a rogue?

Still can't change a fact.

We throw dirty water on you, you can do nothing, even jumping into the Nu River will not wash you off.

No matter how domineering and rogue, it can't change the fact that you are poor.

Indeed, in the face of this situation, there is almost no solution!

Because there is no referee.

In other words, the referee has also entered the field to fight.

Any excuse is stupid and futile.

At this time, Shen Lang silently took out another thing.

Lysergic acid/diethylamide, the strongest hallucinogenic/psychedelic/agent in the world.

Last time Shen Lang extracted such a little from several hundred catties of moldy rye.

A small part of it was used on Dasha's stepmother Song, and the effect was surprisingly good, and there are still many left.

How awesome is this hallucinogen?

No one can bear it, including Shen Lang.

In 1942, the United States/United States/Central Intelligence/Reporting Bureau began to study thought control chemical weapons. Six leading experts in the field of neurophysiology have formed a research team to invent an "interrogation drug" that inmates will not kill themselves if they eat it.

They take many kinds of drugs, there are (marijuana) extracts, hexine, etc., all of which are not very effective.

Finally, they discovered lysergic acid/diethylamide.

It turned out that this thing was the most powerful interrogation drug. The CIA experimented with it on a high-ranking US military official. As a result, he directly confessed a high-level secret without any mental resistance.

Of course, this is also about the dose.

A small dose can cause hallucinations, as if the soul is soaring.

And in large doses, the entire brain will be controlled. It is completely what others ask, what you say, as if the whole person has no mental defense at all.

After that, whether it was the CIA/CE/B or G/G/B, this kind of thing was used extensively for interrogation.

With this thing, Shen Lang can get rid of Wang Lian in the simplest and rude way, and what poems can he do to prove his innocence? ridiculous!

Pointing at Shen Lang, Wang Lian shouted loudly, "Shen Lang, if you are still a man, admit to plagiarizing my poems in front of your wife and everyone present."

After all, Wang Lian poured himself another glass of wine to drink.

Of course he wasn't drunk, he was just pretending to be.

Shen Lang secretly handed this condensed strongest hallucinogen to Mulan, and didn't say a word.

Mulan hesitated for a moment, found the best opportunity, and flicked her jade finger lightly.

Suddenly, the most powerful hallucinogen in the world flew into Wang Lian's cup.

This dose was many times the amount given to Song at that time.

The whole process was silent.

Tang Yun, Nangong Ping, Zhu Wubian and others are all martial arts masters, and such small moves could not be concealed from them.

But Wang Lian was standing in front of Shen Lang and Mulan, and his body blocked the sight of these masters.

And Wang Lian is a scholar, basically no martial arts, of course it is impossible to find out.

He didn't even need someone to persuade him to drink, he poured another glass and took a sip.

Wang Lian scolded loudly: "Shen Lang, do you know? I despise you, I despise you!"

"Dare to do it or not!"

"The Earl Xuanwu's mansion is over, and I found a son-in-law like you."

"You despicable person, I am ashamed to be with you..."

Then, Wang Lian was about to leave.

Anyway, his task has been completed, and after pouring dirty water on Shen Lang, he plans to leave.

It's so fun, so cool.

Shen Lang had absolutely no room for refutation.

During the whole process, he was scolded by Wang Lian pointing his nose.

Isn't your Shen Lang very powerful? How is it not arrogant.

I just slandered you, what can you do?

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lian felt like she was fluttering.

All the surrounding pictures began to rotate and became bizarre.

Everyone's faces seem to be just shadows.

Everyone's heartbeat and breathing were so clear.

He was so excited and happy.

Am I drunk?

Getting drunk so soon?

Does it feel so good to be drunk?

It's like becoming a fairy.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if he had turned back into a little tadpole, drifting in the air.

I... I seem to have opened the door to a new world.

At this time, Wang Lian entered a very strange state.

It's like the effect of being drunk is multiplied by a hundred times.

Whoever is drunk is talking nonsense and telling all the secrets in their hearts.

But now Wang Lian's brain is completely defenseless.

Shen Lang suddenly asked: "Wang Lian, you are slandering me and framing me, right?"

"Yes." Wang Lian said with a trembling voice: "Shen Lang, I'm just framing you."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Can't even react at once.

Of course, almost everyone knew that Wang Lian was framing Shen Lang, but he said it himself.

Shen Lang then asked, "Have I copied your poems?"

"No." Wang Lian smiled and said, "I have never written that poem at all, so I'm not afraid to tell everyone the truth. Although that poem is very short with only 16 words, it's so awesome that I can't do it at all. Written."

Shen Lang said: "Who made you slander me and frame me?"

Suddenly, Zhang Jin stood up abruptly and said, "Lord Wang Lian, you are drunk."

"Come on, send Lord Wang Lian to rest." Zhang Jin ordered.

Immediately, two warriors came in and were about to carry Wang Lian away.

Mulan didn't speak, just pulled out a soft sword from her belt and placed it on the table.

"There is no bottom line, but there is a bottom line." Mulan said lightly.

You can use any means to slander my husband and throw dirty water on him, but we can also fight back.

If you don't even allow a counterattack, then don't blame me for doing it.

Whoever dares to take Wang Lian away, Mulan's sword will dare to cut off anyone's arm, anyway, the life of a warrior is worthless.

Shen Lang said: "Wang Lian, who made you slander me?"

Wang Lian said, "It's City Lord Liu Wuyan."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Wuyan's face changed dramatically, and he shouted sharply: "Wang Lian, don't talk nonsense, you are talking nonsense, you are already drunk."

Wang Lian has completely entered the new world, and the whole person is so excited.

I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly.

He actually started to strip off his clothes, and then pushed his crotch against the City Lord Liu Wuyan.

"It's you Liu Wuyan, and it's you who made me slander Shen Lang."

"You yell at me every day, bossing you around. Do you know that? I cuckold you, I slept with your concubine, eight times, eight times, hahaha!"

"Your concubine said that you can't do it. Every time you can't take three breaths, you still want her to scream for a quarter of an hour, pretending that you are very powerful."

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