Du's words couldn't be more obvious, and all the young ladies and gentlemen present understood them clearly.
There are actually people trying to gain fame that does not belong to them by deceiving the world, and there are four of them! These four people actually wrote the same poem! They have no respect for literature at all, and only use it as a tool to gain fame.
That's why he is so unscrupulous.
Then Su Yueling heard the sound of gasping for air.
A young master with an upright character asked seriously: "Princess, who are these villains?" When he thought that there were four such people among them, he became angry. Those four people were not worthy of standing with them.
He wanted to catch the four of them and spit in their faces.
The second young master of the Zhao family, who changed his mind and wrote his own poem, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he figured it out and stopped in time, otherwise he would be one more person to be ruined this time. It seems that people still can't take shortcuts, otherwise they will easily get retribution.
Ah. While he was rejoicing, he looked at Yin Dongxiao who was sweating profusely and almost laughed out loud.
Judging from Yin Dongxiao's reaction, one knew that he was definitely one of the four. With his ability, I still wanted to go to Princess Shang and Shang in Mengli. I don't know where he got his face.
Su Yueling blinked and said: "The name hasn't been revealed yet, and we don't know it yet. For the sake of fairness, our names are blurred."
She said to the other ladies: "Okay, let's choose the top three first, don't wrong the other good children."
She has already made her choice. It should be said that everyone else, except Mrs. Yin, has already made her choice.
Mrs. Yin adjusted her mood and randomly pasted the flowers on a poem. Just now, her mind was full of things about Dongxiao, and she was not in the mood to appreciate the work seriously, so she wrote a poem casually.
Mrs. Du liked to tease her the most. After choosing a song, she looked at Mrs. Yin curiously and said, "Hey, Mr. Ma, your vision is really different. This song has no other merits except smoothness."
Even the allusions were used in a nondescript manner. If it had been written by her son, she would have asked him to go back and copy it ten times.
Mrs. Yin wanted to scratch Du's gloating face. She had ridiculed Du's son for gambling in a gambling shop for many years, but Du had always held a grudge against her and would look at her whenever he found an opportunity.
joke.
No matter how good her Dongxiao is, he is still a hundred times better than Du's son. This time, it's all her fault. It was her obsession that made people buy the article. She wanted to make Dongxiao even better, but unexpectedly she harmed her own son.
She regretted it! If she had known it earlier, it would be better to let the concubine of the family write poems for Dongxiao.
The most abominable thing is that Shang Zhiluo, how could he do such a harmful thing after receiving money?
Mrs. Yin looked at her daughter-in-law's performance and shook her head repeatedly. Ma was so confused! When this happened, she should pretend that it had nothing to do with her. Now, even if the princess didn't make the list public, anyone could
I guessed that Dongxiao was one of them. From today on, let alone letting Dongxiao marry the princess, even those with a good family background would look down on Dongxiao.
The people present were not fools. They could guess it just by looking at the reactions of Mrs. Yin and Yin Dongxiao.
Mr. Niu glanced at him, his voice could be heard by everyone present, "Hey, Yin Dongxiao, why are you sweating profusely? It's not hot today, the autumn air is crisp, how comfortable it is. Could it be that those four articles are not good?
Is there one article written by you?"
Mr. Ji beside him said: "That's not called writing, it's called copying."
Mr. Niu patted his head and said, "You are right, it is copying, not writing."
Everyone looked at Yin Dongxiao. Yin Dongxiao's lips had no color at all. He subconsciously looked at his grandmother and mother for help.
It's just that Mrs. Yin and Mrs. Yin are both in trouble, how can they help him?
"Dongxiao, why don't you speak?"
"Yeah, you shouldn't be such a shameless villain, right?"
The other three secretly wiped a little sweat from their foreheads. Yin Dongxiao is such a good person. Thanks to him and his relatives being too obvious, they directly attracted everyone's attention, so no one paid attention.
They are.
When I go back, I will definitely look for the bad luck of Shang Zhiluo, the man who killed a thousand swordsmen! He took their money and cheated them!
Yin Dongxiao's eyes straightened when he was asked, his lips trembled and trembled, and he couldn't utter a word. He only felt that the eyes of everyone in the audience were naked contempt. It was over, and his reputation in Yaozhou was completely over.
Don't look at him like that!
It was obviously his mother who handed these poems to him and asked him to behave well and please the princess. He had no such idea at first.
However, Yin Dongxiao knew in his heart that even if he said this, no one would believe it. Everyone would think that he was passing the blame to his mother for the sake of his reputation, and he would be labeled as unfilial.
Unable to bear such a blow, Yin Dongxiao, dripping with cold sweat, fainted.
Su Yueling just wanted to shake her head. Since her mental endurance is so poor, why do she do bad things?
She said calmly: "Master Yin seems to be quite weak. He could faint even in such weather."
She ordered someone to send him to the guest room, feeling a little regretful in her heart. She had a specially rehearsed play waiting for him.
Weakness...
Many people were holding back laughter. Yin Dongxiao was completely embarrassed this time.
Yin Dongxiao was quickly carried down.
Su Yueling said: "Count the flowers first."
There are only ten flowers, so it is easy to count them.
The one with the largest number of poems was "Chrysanthemum in Front of the Courtyard" selected by Su Yueling. She peeled off the paper and found that the author of this poem was Sun Kelan. Four people chose her for this poem.
When Su Yueling announced Sun Kelan's name, the inconspicuous woman was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you, madam, for not disapproving of my humble work."
When she smiled, her ordinary appearance became a little more cute, and her temperament was calm.
She took the winning Yu Mo and looked like she couldn't put it down. From the look on her face, she really liked it. Su Yueling thought about giving her a good Duan inkstone later. She still cherished the truly talented girls.
The second place and the third place are two flowers, directly tied for second place. One is written by Yin Yuewei, the other is written by Fang Wei.
Fang Wei asked Yin Yuewei to pick first, and Yin Yuewei took the piece of warm jade.
The other young men are all a little bit embarrassed. Two of the top three lottery winners belong to girls. And the four plagiarists are most likely their men. Even they feel embarrassed!
Mrs. Jiang asked the thoughts of those present, "Princess, do you want to reveal the names of those four chapters?"
If Mrs. Yin was not supported by the maid, she might not be able to stand firmly.
Although everyone guessed that Dongxiao was involved, knowing it was one thing, but putting it on the table was another thing. Now she no longer dares to think about Princess Shang.
The princess has the original manuscript in her hands.
The corners of Su Yueling's lips curled up, with a gentle look on her face, "Forget it, I think they were confused for a moment, and they will definitely not dare to do this in the future. Let's save some face for them. I hope they will realize their shame and be brave, and change things in the future.
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Anyway, even if she didn't say anything, the others would definitely try their best to prove their innocence in order not to be wrongly accused, and they could also make this matter even bigger and help those people become famous in Yaozhou.
At that time, these few will still have to die in society, which is the difference between death in society early and death in society later.