Chapter 2481 Do these two pseudonyms look like aliases of literati?
Hearing these words, Kong Yingda didn't say anything, but his confidants felt sorry for him that his master had been wronged.
He took the initiative to stand up and said, "So that all officials will know that after my master reacted, he was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out."
"The villain immediately sent me for treatment. The doctor said that my master's condition is very bad and he needs to rest."
"The villain sent the master back to his home without any chance to explain."
"...Okay, what's the point of explaining so much?" Kong Yingda collapsed on the couch and shouted with a frustrated look on his face.
Seeing his master's dying appearance, his close confidants couldn't help but stamp their feet and choked with sobs.
"But Master, if you don't explain it clearly, your reputation will be ruined after decades of clearing it up."
Seeing the sincerity between Master and Servant Kong Yingda, the group of people couldn't help but look at each other. Could it be that I and others were really mistaken?
At this time, Kong Yingda slowly spoke.
"I am over seventy years old, and my eyesight is dim and my energy is weak due to age.
I am afraid that it will be difficult to concentrate on the tasks entrusted by the imperial court, and I intend to return to my hometown to write books and study."
"Now, because of the "Luoyang Xun Bao" incident, it has been misunderstood by people all over the world, and all close friends around me are looking at it coldly..."
Hearing Kong Yingda's somewhat out of breath voice, all the close friends who came to challenge him couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this moment.
But Kong Yingda didn't care at all whether these people sat down or whether they had tea to entertain the guests.
Instead, he directly told how he was about to take a rest after returning to the Imperial College today, but he had no idea what the content of the article published in the "Luoyang Xunbao" was.
As a result, at this time, a group of colleagues from the Imperial College came to the door angrily and asked him whether he had published a signed article in that newspaper.
"It would be great if I could have known earlier that Cheng Sanlang was so despicable and shameless and had someone tamper with my article to look like that. It's a pity..."
"I knew nothing at the time, so I admitted that it was indeed the case. It was not until after they left that I read the contents of the Luoyang Xundao."
"Then if that's the case, why doesn't Mr. Kong summon his colleagues to explain it face to face?"
Hearing this, Kong Yingda smiled bitterly. "It's preconceived. Even if I explain it now, what's the point?"
"You have all come to me to ask questions, and then I will come forward to explain. What do you think those people will think even after hearing our explanation?"
"..." Everyone was stunned and speechless.
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We are all smart people, so we can naturally deduce it. No matter how much we explain now, I'm afraid it won't have much effect.
The important thing is that the "Luoyang Xundao" is spread all over Luoyang and surrounding areas, and may even be sold in Guanzhong.
Under such circumstances, three people become a tiger, not to mention that the sales volume of "Luoyang Xundao" is even comparable to that of "Chang'an Xundao".
You have to have the posture of one or two hundred thousand copies. How can you explain to yourself and others when you are studying in front of one or two hundred thousand copies?
"Cheng Sanlang, that despicable and shameless thief, Xiao Mou and him are not at odds with each other!"
The hot-tempered Xiao Sheren roared angrily again.
The rest of the people were not much better, their expressions were extremely ugly.
At this moment, everyone was regretting why they and others had to go to Xiyuan to provoke the Cheng family in front of the emperor.
It's okay now, I was screwed hard by that wicked bastard Cheng Sanlang.
From now on, the reputation of myself and others in the civil servant circle will become hateful.
"I really want to kill that bitch to satisfy the hatred in my heart." One minister was so angry that his liver and gallbladder split apart, and his face turned purple and black.
After hearing these people's crazy complaints, Kong Yingda, who was lying on the couch, slowly sat up.
"Everyone, I am here and would like to give you a piece of advice..."
"Cheng Sanlang is His Majesty's favorite minister and the husband-in-law of Princess Jinyang. If you want to touch him, haha..."
Hearing these words, Xu Shilang, who was gritting his teeth, couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.
"Are we just going to have to suffer this kind of humiliation forever? Xu is not willing to accept it."
Kong Yingda saw the angry, helpless and desperate faces of these close friends, and smiled sadly.
"Everyone, although Cheng Sanlang is the mastermind, you should also know that without the help of a literary expert, how could he forge these articles?"
"Mr. Kong, what you mean is that the old man Tiancan and the layman Dique are here."
Kong Yingda lay back on the couch again with a worried and haggard face, raised his hand softly and said.
"I am old and frail, and I have already prepared to write to Your Majesty to retire. These matters are beyond my control..."
"Everyone, I am tired, so please help yourself."
The confidant quickly covered Kong Yingda with a thin quilt, walked up to Xu Shilang and others, and bowed, indicating to see off the guests.
Xu Shilang looked at the pale man lying on the couch, with his snow-white beard and hair similar to the white snow outside the house.
I couldn't help but bowed to Kong Yingda with some regret. "Mr. Kong, take care and recover well. I'll take my leave soon..."
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A group of people entered the room and glanced back at Kong Yingda, who was lying on the couch without any movement.
Xiao Sheren stroked his long gray beard and sighed with emotion. He never imagined that he would be like Kong Yingda, reaching the twilight of his life. His foot would slip and his reputation would be ruined...
Xiao Sheren was grinding his teeth, and in his heart he wished he could break into Duke Lu's mansion with a knife, kill him until blood flowed into a river, and then wipe his neck to make himself happy.
It's a pity that with my old arms and legs, and carrying a knife, it remains to be seen whether I can pinch those fat and strong servants guarding the gate of Lu Guogong's mansion.
While thinking about it, he saw Mr. Xu walking slowly beside him, his brows deeply furrowed, stroking his long beard thoughtfully, and couldn't help but ask.
"Shilang Xu, do you have any clues about the crippled old man that day and the layman from that place?"
Hearing this question, all the friends stopped and looked at Xu Shilang, who had the highest official position and was very smart.
Xu Shilang met the expectant looks cast by these friends, pursed his lips, and then said carefully.
"Xu has already made some guesses. Think about it, do these two pen names look like nicknames for literary men?"
"The pen names used by the former Cheng Sanlang and His Highness King Wu, we also speculated that Song Yu from Shandong Province might be Cheng Sanlang who was born in Dong'a, Shandong Province."
"As for Chang'an Pan An, it must be the name of His Highness King Wu."
"What Shilang Xu means is that these two nicknames are probably those of the two disabled people in the Luoyang government office now?"