This villain is very cautious

"Hu~~"

Wang Yu exhaled slightly, and stood with his hands behind his back, posing a standard forty-five-degree look up:

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown."

Everyone closed their eyes and savored carefully.

This little poem has neither strange and novel imagination, nor exquisite ornate rhetoric; it just uses a narrative tone to describe the homesickness of distant guests, but it is meaningful and intriguing.

Quatrains through the ages!

This is another ancient quatrain!

Before I knew it, there were already people standing outside the door.

They were all wearing the costumes of the Shenwu Academy, and their breathing was a little short. They probably ran here desperately just after getting the news of the competition.

"you!"

Tang Bin stood up straight away, as if he had seen a ghost.

The faces of Wanyan Kang and others were also extremely ugly.

And Princess Yongle, Axue, and even Mu Ran were really very happy.

Especially Ashe.

He clapped his little hands happily and jumped for joy.

"Plagiarism! You are definitely plagiarizing!"

Tang Bin pointed at Wang Yu, breaking down and roaring.

"Hehe! Do you have evidence?"

Wang Yu looked at him with a half-smile, just like looking at a clown.

Hearing him mention the evidence, the faces of Ji Ning and the others looked better.

Tang Bin has evidence, they know it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gambled so much.

Ji Ning even gambled herself out.

Although they don't know what went wrong, as long as Wang Yu is proved to be a plagiarist, they can't lose this bet.

Singing four ancient quatrains in one breath, this already speaks volumes.

Even if it is an ancient sage, I am afraid it is difficult to do this kind of thing, right?
Too fake!
Thinking of this, their hanging hearts immediately let go.

"Evidence? Yes! I have evidence!"

Tang Bin also came back to his senses, he looked at Wang Yu with burning eyes:

"I didn't expect you to keep so many back-ups, you are worthy of it! Sure enough, you are cautious!

However, I have the ironclad evidence that you are a plagiarist and a scum. "

"Having said so much, you should take it out!"

Wang Yu spread his hands, with a look of disdain:
"Who doesn't know how to slap PAO? I also said that you were born by me having an affair with your old mother!"

"you!"

Tang Bin clenched his fists in anger, and then quickly regained his composure:

"In this case, I will let you die to understand."

He clapped his hands, and under the guard of two old men, a man wrapped in a cloak walked in slowly.

All eyes were on him at once.

Several great Confucian scholars, you look at me, I look at you, all a little dazed.

What the hell is going on here?
Could it be that Wang Yu is really a plagiarist?
They really didn't believe that Wang Yu wrote four ancient quatrains in one breath.

This is not completely unreasonable!

"Wang Yu! Don't think that what you do is invisible. Let me ask you, what kind of river is the Yellow River?"

Tang Bin looked at Wang Yu coldly and asked.

This sentence seemed to have some kind of magical power, making everyone's faces more dignified than ever before.

Wang Yu said earlier that if you don’t see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, it rushes to the sea and never returns, which shocked all the people present and their scalps went numb.

Some servants even collapsed to the ground because they couldn't resist the majestic momentum.

It's just that the Shenwu Dynasty doesn't seem to have a Yellow River.

They looked through the classics, but they couldn't find the so-called Yellow River.

In the end, it could only be regarded as what Wang Yu saw in a dream.

"What does this have to do with plagiarism?"

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice.

But he sneered endlessly in his heart. He didn't change the poem at the beginning, and directly used the Yellow River, which is not in this world. It was a loophole he deliberately left for Tang Bin and even those who wanted to target him to dig out.

Unexpectedly, Tang Bin was so obedient, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Hmph! Of course it's related, and it's getting bigger."

Tang Bin snorted coldly, and saluted Ji Ning, several great scholars, and even many people from Shenwu Academy outside:

"Princess Nine, teachers, the Yellow River that Wang Yu talks about is the mother river in ancient times!"

"what?"

Everyone frowned slightly, and then a little dazed look appeared on their faces.

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a mother river, which was the main birthplace of our human race. Later, when humans and demons fought against each other, the sky collapsed, the river course changed, and the mother river gradually disappeared.

The mother river is indeed vast and majestic, which matches this poem very well, but what does it have to do with the Yellow River? "

A great Confucianist felt very puzzled.

Others are also confused.

They all know the mother river.

Water is the source of life, and it is necessary to reproduce and thrive.

Now on the mainland, many rivers and lakes were actually formed by the split of the mother river back then.

But I have never heard that the mother river is called the Yellow River?

"Of course it does."

On Tang Bin's face, he narrated a passage of ancient secrets: "The mother river has a wide surface, abundant water volume, and clear water flow. Naturally, it is not on the same side as the Yellow River. Because of the pollution, the river turned yellow. At that time, there was a sage who watched the river rushing, and remembered this magnificent scene in his heart. Not long after, because of an opportunity, he made a dream that the water of the Yellow River came up from the sky and rushed to the sea. I will never reply, such a masterpiece of poetry."

"what?"

Everyone's pupils constricted, their eyes widened, what else could happen?

They all looked at Wang Yu in unison.

If what Tang Bin said is true, then Wang Yu is plagiarizing!

"Heh~~"

Wang Yu sneered, looking at Tang Bin's eyes, as if looking at an idiot:
"Aren't you still talking about it?"

"Do you see who he is?"

Tang Bin tore off the cloak from the cloaked man.

The one inside was a middle-aged man, slightly thinner, and fairly handsome, but his skin was slightly darkened, with some vicissitudes.

Wang Yu's eyes suddenly widened, as if he saw a ghost.

Everyone's expressions changed violently. Could it be that Wang Yu knew this person?

Is he really a plagiarist?
Seeing his expression, Tang Bin pulled a smug smile:

"How? Didn't you expect it? You thought you killed someone without anyone noticing, but you didn't expect him to be exceptionally talented, with his heart on the right side, and his life was saved by luck. The Skynet is so meticulous, Wang Yu! In one game, you will lose in the end.”

"Who is this guy? Why does he look so badass? A farmer?"

Wang Yu suddenly withdrew his expression and asked with a look of disgust.

Everyone: .
Tang Bin's face was gloomy, his voice was cold, and he shouted angrily:

"Wang Yu, at this time, it's no fun if you still pretend to be stupid. You don't even want the last face?"

Wang Yu looked at him strangely, as if looking at an idiot: "Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

"Young Master Tang, I don't know what's going on here?"

A great scholar asked with a frown.

"Go back to your lord."

Tang Bin bowed and saluted, and explained: "I rescued this person by accident. There were more than one sages in their ancestors. It's just that in the ancient war between humans and demons, all the masters of their clan fell.

Their clan also lived in seclusion on the northern border of Saibei. Xuanwei Hou was fighting in Saibei, found them by accident, and brought them back secretly.

Although their lineage was broken, the clan still kept some manuscripts of poems, and Wang Yu's poems were obtained from them. "