Heavenly Worker Emperor

Chapter 27 Who copied who?

Wen Quxing hesitated to speak, and Li Qiang was so anxious that he was flustered. He was just a small person in the heaven, so what rumors were not good for him?
But before he had time to ask, a huge bell rang suddenly in the direction of the first kilometer, followed by a burst of impassioned ancient music, which sounded slowly.

"It's started, this is the opening song of the Pantao Feast, it's called Kaitian!"

Under this music, Li Qiang was a little intoxicated, and silently remembered this opening song.

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor of Heaven spoke, and the immortals blessed, and 10,000+ people were divided into various banquet tables, and the scene was extremely spectacular and lively.

Li Qiang didn't dare to do anything wrong, and silently drank and ate vegetables beside Wenquxing.

But in his mind, his thoughts turned sharply. The occasion of the Pantao Conference was too solemn, so he didn't dare to speak at all.

But just sitting like this, how to enhance the prestige of the Three Realms, how to obtain the Ninth Grade Immortal position.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven announced that Pantao will enter the banquet stage, playing music, reciting poems, and drinking, and all the immortals can drink as much as they want!

Wen Quxing breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to talk to Li Qiang in detail, he saw a proud figure not far away, surrounded by many gods, slowly coming towards this side.

"Brother Wen Yuan, you must have prepared a lot of good sentences for today's Pantao Conference, why don't you give them to us for appreciation before presenting them to the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Yes."

Surrounded in the center was that poet Li Wenyuan!At this moment, these people were already very close to Li Qiang. Li Wenyuan kept smiling proudly and did not speak. Some of them suddenly pointed at Li Qiang with sharp eyes.

"Look, isn't this the kid who copied poems, what is his name Li Qiang?"

In an instant, Li Qiang felt thousands of eyes looking at him, and his face turned pale instantly.

What, copying poetry?Whose poem do I copy?Do these people know that my poems belong to the earth?

Before he could react, another person said.

"Let me just say, how could a kid who doesn't have a ninth-rank immortal position write such magnificent poems? They all copied Wen Yuan. Brother Wen Yuan, you should teach him a lesson."

"Well said!"

The crowd was outraged, and Li Qiang felt that those thousands of gazes became playful and despised a lot.

Only then did Li Qiang realize that the emotional Li Wenyuan said that he copied the poem he wrote for Monkey King?This almost made Li Qiang angry. I didn't expect that some people in Tianting would be ashamed, more than anyone else.

Wen Quxing stood up suddenly and said coldly.

"Little friend Li Qiang is very talented, what evidence do you have to say that he plagiarized, don't spit blood on others!"

Some little immortals didn't dare to make trouble with Wenquxing, so they shut up one after another. Behind the poetic immortal Li Wenyuan was Nandou Xingjun, he stroked his beard and said calmly.

"Wenqu Xingjun's words are a bit unfair. Wenyuan Shixian said it himself. He was intoxicated with mountains and rivers that day, thinking of the majesty of the great sage in the past, and wrote the great sage. Before he had time to publish it, he was stolen by this kid. Pick."

"Could it be, do you think that Wen Yuan Shixian is so famous that he would lie about this kind of thing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, many gods on the jade platform nodded, and some little gods like land masters, wind masters, and navy masters all agreed.

Li Qiang got up suddenly, and stared coldly at Li Wenyuan in the distance. This person really wanted to force him to death, but he didn't open his mouth rashly. He believed that the other party must have some tricks when he came here like this.

At this time, the turmoil here has attracted the attention of many gods, and a majestic voice sounded.

"what's up?"

It was the Emperor of Heaven who presided over the meeting who spoke. For a moment, the audience was silent, and Li Qiang felt even more stressed because he found that all the noisy voices disappeared at this moment, and all eyes were focused on himself at this moment. and Li Wenyuan's face.

Wen Quxing's face changed slightly, and he also felt that the other party just wanted to step on Li Qiang to gain fame and reputation.

Li Wenyuan didn't panic, he cupped his hands to the Heavenly Emperor above.

"Returning to the Emperor of Heaven, I was intoxicated with mountains and rivers a few days ago, recalling the majesty of Sun Dasheng, and wrote the next poem. At that time, I recited it casually. Maybe it was heard by some uneasy and kind people, so I took it as a favor for the Dasheng. In fact, I don't care too much, I'm just warning this fairy servant, don't do such things again."

After he finished speaking, there was a burst of discussion around him, and endless pressure, like a mountain, suddenly pressed on Li Qiang's body.

There is no need for any gods to take action. The pressure alone has already made Li Qiang breathless. He was shocked to find that his reputation had started to drop!
"Look, your reputation in the Three Realms has returned to zero."

After Li Wenyuan finished speaking, everyone was looking at Li Qiang. Li Qiang's silence made them think it was guilt and acquiescence. In fact, they didn't know. It was just that Li Qiang didn't dare to speak just now.

But now, it's different, Li Qiang gave Li Wenyuan a cold look, and said loudly.

"Reporting to the Emperor of Heaven, that poem was indeed written by me, not as the fairy friend Li Wenyuan said!"

After Li Qiang finished speaking, there was an uproar all around, and Li Wenyuan's eyes were also fixed. He didn't expect that a fairy servant in gray would dare to confront him on such an occasion.

"Bold, you are a commoner fairy servant, dare to lie to the emperor here?"

"Brother Wen Yuan's name as a Poet Immortal has been spread in the heavens for more than ten years. During this period, countless excellent poems came out of him. Can he compete with a commoner for this little credit?"

"This immortal also thinks that this commoner is lying."

Doubts came from all directions. The Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother were expressionless. Few of the 10,000+ gods and monks in the Heavenly Court believed Li Qiang's words.

Li Wenyuan smiled slightly. He had known for a long time that this would be the result. Seeing Li Qiang's increasingly ugly face, he raised his hand and smiled at the immortals.

"Today is the Pantao Conference. It's a happy day. I, Li Wenyuan, shouldn't have caused trouble. Now that something like this has happened, I will punish myself and apologize to everyone!"

Li Wenyuan picked up a cup of immortal wine and drank it in one gulp. A sense of boldness and free and easy came out immediately, and many people yelled.

"it is good!"

"Brother Wen Yuan really has an extraordinary bearing."

In the eyes of these people, Li Wenyuan was originally the one who was plagiarized. Now that the plagiarist denies it, he should not be angry. Instead, he apologized to everyone, which is naturally worthy of applause.

The next moment, Li Wenyuan's gentle expression turned a bit chilly.

"However, since I gave him a chance to admit his mistake and he still insisted, it's very simple. Just now I punished myself with a glass of wine, which can be considered as a way of adding to the fun. I will impromptuly compose a poem about wine for everyone to celebrate this grand event together. , and invite this commoner fairy servant to step down from the stage and compete with me, how dare you?!"

His words were like thunder, neither humble nor overbearing, well-founded, and all the pressure suddenly fell on Li Qiang.

(End of this chapter)