Chapter 96 : Stab Him! It's the Pinnacle of Perfection!

The banquet has begun!

First, Zhang Jin made a declaration of gratitude.

He was especially grateful for the arrival of the big shots.

Then, the master of xuanwu city, liu wuyan, gave a speech, praising Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian as a pair made in heaven and earth.

Then Zhu Wubian spoke to congratulate Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian on their marriage.

He skipped over a bunch of nonsense and omitted five thousand words.

While these people were talking.

Xunchashi Li Wenzheng in silver did not speak. He clapped and smiled.

Nangong Ping did not speak or applaud, but smiled.

Tang Yun was very cool. He didn't talk, applaud, or smile.

Shen Lang was the best, not talking, not clapping, not smiling, and still looking at the spring album. Three times she pretended to accidentally touch Mulan's thigh, then she secretly grabbed her wrist and begged for mercy before being let go.

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

But the situation was still a little awkward.

The reason was simple, because Shen Lang and Jin Mulan were there.

Tonight's mission was to besiege Shen Lang.

So, everyone in the room couldn't kiss their ass properly.

What a great opportunity it was, Marquis zhenbei's second son, uncle Jinhai's son Tang Yun, Xunchashi Li Wenzheng in silver, and general Pingnan's son, Li Wenzheng.

But no one dared to speak for fear of losing the rhythm.

After a long while, someone finally started.

It doesn't matter who this person's last name is. The key is to raise a person.

Even in Xuanwu city, it was a rare occasion to raise people in the upper class.

But at tonight's banquet, the identity of the host was just a ticket.

"A strange book has been published recently. Do you know?"

Shen Lang was shocked. Here he is!

"I'm afraid it's hard not to know. This book is all over Yangwu county and Nujiang county, and the fire is spreading rapidly throughout Tiannan province."

"This book is really first-class. The words in it are extremely spicy and tell the whole world the truth."

Look at how abnormal this is.

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

Why?

It was to take the book to the sky and then smash it down to death.

That is, they can talk about this book at this banquet, because no one will say that you read it. The cover of this book is Xu Qianqian.

Because the whole conversation was manageable.

If they talked about this book on the street, it would guarantee that countless men would spray it all over Xu Qianqian's face.

"You don't know yet. The author of this book, lang ling, is among all of us."

"Really?"

"No way! What a surprise."

"Quick, tell us who it is."

These people's acting skills are too pompous. It's really hard to look straight at them.

"This smiling langling is Uncle Shen Lang of Count xuanwu's mansion." The man pointed at Shen Lang.

Suddenly, all eyes turned to Shen Lang.

Next, almost everyone praised Shen Lang for his excellent and extraordinary writing.

"What I like the most is the poem in this book. It's so good that I can't help but feel deeply moved every time I read it."

"Yes, yes, yes! Which poem do you like best?"

"The song in the first round: good is rewarded for good, evil is rewarded for evil. The heaven's web is restored, and nothing is missed."

"Good poem, excellent poem."

"Short and powerful, like a sharp sword."

At this time, even tang yun and Nangong Ping, as well as Li Wenzheng, the second scholar, could not help but discuss this poem.

All the guests present joined in the discussion.

The whole banquet seemed to have turned into a literary salon, and a literary salon that flattered Shen Lang.

Almost everyone was praising how well the poem was written.

And at this moment!

Master book of xuanwu city, Wang Lian clapped the table.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise.

Everyone quieted down and looked at him.

Everything was as accurate as a rehearsal.

Wang Lian stood up abruptly and pointed at Shen Lang, "You shameless man, not only stole my woman, but also my poem."

"Shen Lang, why did you plagiarize my article and my poem?"

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

...

The second attack on Shen Lang tonight was finally carried out!

Zhang Jin asked Zhang Chong if there was a bottom line to the attack on Shen Lang at the engagement party.

Zhang Chong said, "Does Shen Lang have a bottom line? It's not polite to come and go!"

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

Zhang Chong said faintly, "There is no fighting in politics, only dirty and dirtier."

So, Zhang Jin carried out his father's words very well.

And, step by step.

Each move was more lethal than the other.

The third move that followed was a fatal blow.

But Zhang Jin wanted to know if shen lang could solve this second trick.

...

Wang Lian's words shocked the whole audience!

"No way. Shen Lang Uncle wouldn't have done such a shameless thing."

"Plagiarizing a poem? It's the shame of a scholar!"

"Shen Langgongzi, come out and explain."

"Lord Wang Lian, do you have any proof? Without proof, you can't talk nonsense."

At this moment, an elderly man stood up.

Because he was sitting too far behind, Shen Lang could only see him clearly now.

It was actually a big Hanshui town school teacher, a high school principal in the words of earth, who was already 70 years old this year.

But he's just a scholar. What right does he have to attend tonight's banquet? He's only here for Shen Lang.

More than half a year ago, he was the one who personally kicked Shen Lang out of school.

Shen Lang's reputation as a scholar's disgrace came from his mouth.

At this moment, the old principal stood up trembling and said, "Lord Wang Lian, this Shen Lang is my student. Although he was not a good student before, he still can't bear the crime of plagiarizing poetry. If you don't have evidence, don't splash dirty water on him."

Wang lian said, "Of course there is evidence."

Then, he took out an article from his arms and said, "Look, this is an article from the county examination eight years ago. Can't you fake it?"

The county examination is the first level to test the scholar. Only those who pass the county examination can take part in the academy examination. Only those who pass the academy examination can get the title of the scholar. They can take part in the country examination further.

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

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

City lord Liu Wuyan pointed at the paper and said, "Yes, this is indeed the test paper of the nujiang county eight years ago. It also has the seal of the Imperial palace and Tiannan province xuezheng Governor's mansion at that time."

"Look at the paper, look at the handwriting, it's not fake at all."

"Gentlemen, take a look. This poem was written in the beginning of Wang Lian's examination paper: good is rewarded for good, evil is rewarded for evil. The net of heaven is restored, and there is no omission."

"Wang Lian wrote this poem eight years ago at the county trial, and now this poem appears in Shen Lang's book, no doubt plagiarized."

"Hard evidence!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

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

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

"What a shame to be a scholar!"

Shen Lang's book was too hot to be suppressed or banned.

Then simply take it to the top and pin the crime of plagiarism on shen lang.

Since then, the limelight has completely changed.

Everyone had been talking about the scandals of Xu Guangyun and Xu Qianqian in the book before, and they would soon turn to talk about Shen Lang's plagiarism scandal.

Good news never leaves the house, bad news travels fast.

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

Even if the truth was reversed in the future, it would be useless. No one cared.

The public spat out saliva like bullets that erupted passionately at night, which could not be retracted.

The old principal said, "Lord Wang Lian, my student Shen Lang and you don't have any interaction. How can he copy your poem?"

Wang lian said, "Old sir, after Shen Lang was injured that day, I pitied him. I once went to his house to help him review his homework and teach him to read for half a month. I didn't expect this son to be heartless and actually plagiarize the poem I wrote."

The old principal pointed trembling at shen lang and said, "But this is the case."

Shen Lang ignored him and reached out his hand, "Wang Lian's paper, show it to me."

Wang Lian and Liu Wuyan stepped forward and opened the paper about two feet away from Shen Lang, but did not hand it over to him.

Shen Lang looked at it and immediately decided.

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

And at the beginning of the exam, there was indeed: good will pay for good, evil will pay for evil. The net of heaven is wide, but it is not missed.

Most importantly, every word of this poem was written by Wang Lian, and it was written by him eight years ago.

Every word was filled with traces of time.

Even with an x-ray and a brain, it was still certain that this was Wang Lian's handwriting, not a forgery.

The exam paper was true, and every word on it was true.

Awesome!

It was simply breathtaking!

It looked like a mountain of solid evidence.

But there was no doubt that Wang Lian had never written this poem at all.

How did wang lian do it?

Shen Lang immediately guessed the solution.

Wang Lian had never written this poem, but it only had 16 words, every word was very ordinary, almost every reader had written it.

Wang Lian then cut out all the words he had written before and put them together into this poem.

Then, he found the most brilliant calligraphy and painting framers and pasted these 16 words on wang lian's examination paper eight years ago. Finally, he mounted a layer of transparent paper on the surface of the examination paper.

Do you know what's the best?

In the end, this layer of transparent paper was removed from a blank space in a painting eight years ago, so that it could be filled with traces of time.

On earth, the skills of those calligraphic and painting forgers reached the peak.

A famous painting can be sold in triplicate.

Not only that, it could also be half real, half fake, seamlessly stitched together.

In short, he was not an expert and could not see any flaws.

Wang Lian's test paper from eight years ago almost reached its peak.

At least Shen Lang didn't see any flaws.

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

This represented authority, which could not be truer.

Shen Lang could only marvel and cry out.

Even the magistrates at the county level helped Wang Lian commit fraud, and they wanted to conclude that Shen Lang had plagiarized and plagiarized.

Wang Lian pointed at Shen Langhan and said, "There's solid evidence now. Shen Lang, what else do you have to say?"

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Note: we will destroy him in the next chapter. We will not drag on the show or copy poems! All the bosses vote for me. Give me strength. I want to code until midnight.