This villain is very cautious

"what?"

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and their expressions were very exciting.

There is such a thing?

Think about it carefully, it is indeed possible.

Every line of Wang Yu's poems is a swan song through the ages, even the ancient sages couldn't write it easily.

Moreover, the style of his poems is also somewhat different, and it does not seem to be written by one person.

If it was as Tang Bin said, then everything would make sense.

"Xuan Weihou brought these people back at the beginning because the blood of the ancient sages flowed in their bodies. Although they are very thin, if they are carefully cultivated, occasionally one or two peerless talents can be born.

However, Wang Yu accidentally discovered that these people were pregnant with the peerless poems written by ancient sages, so he obtained them one by one, preparing to make a blockbuster.

After the battle of Jiaofangsi, he became famous in the first battle. In order to avoid the incident from being exposed, he went crazy and ordered the killer to kill all of this family. "

Tang Bin briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what happened?
In the eyes of some people, even great Confucians, there is still a cold light shining. The ancient sages are gods in their hearts.

Their bloodlines are extremely precious.

Occasionally, an amazing person is born.

Wang Yu not only took away the poems of their ancestors, but also took away the glory that should have belonged to the sages, and also killed them all. This nature is much more serious than plagiarism.

If this matter is true, then even if Wang Yu has made great military exploits, even if he is the son of Xuanweihou, they will still make trouble in the Golden Luan Hall.

At that time, even the queen would not be able to keep him.

"What a good story."

Papapa, Wang Yu clapped his hands: "If you know how to make up, why don't you write novels?"

"Wang Yu! So far, you still don't recognize it?"

Tang Bin looked at Wang Yu with burning eyes: "Are you really shameless?"

"Ugh"

Wang Yu sighed for a long time, sat back in his seat, ignored Tang Bin, and started eating and drinking on his own.

"Brother Yu! Eat this, it's delicious."

Axue recommended food to him.

"Well, you eat too."

Wang Yu broke off a banana and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Tang Bin was so angry that the three corpses jumped, he shouted angrily: "Wang Yu! What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Are you insane? I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Wang Yu squinted at him, looked at Ji Ning who was sitting on the master's seat, frowned and said:
"Ninth Princess, don't you care about this? Just let this lunatic go crazy at your birthday banquet?"

Nine Princesses:
"Tang Bin! Do you have evidence?"

A great scholar looked at Tang Bin and said in a deep voice:
"No matter what happens, it's not just casual talk. Wang Yu is a counter-insurgency hero. If you grab and bite like this casually, you will be held accountable later."

"Of course I have evidence!"

Tang Bin bowed slightly, then looked at the middle-aged man who had been standing there:

"****, take out all the things, don't be afraid, there are so many great scholars here, and today they will surely avenge your dead clansmen."

The middle-aged man trembled all over, as if he just came back to his senses, he fell to his knees with a plop, crying.

"My lords, please make the decision for the grassroots."

Everyone's complexion is slightly ugly, what is this?

Tang Bin's face also turned dark, thinking in his heart, could it be that the scene here is too big, and this guy is scared stupid?
"Take evidence, take evidence!"

Tang Bin reminded in a low voice.

The middle-aged man came to his senses at this moment, he quickly untied his clothes, and the women subconsciously turned their heads away.

Wang Yu stretched out his hand directly and covered Ah Xue's eyes.

When the shirt was taken off, the man's back was exposed in front of everyone.

Well, it's still white and tender, but there are some goosebumps.

Everyone looked at Tang Bin suspiciously. What does this mean?
Is this called evidence?

Tang Bin felt proud, picked up the hot water on the table, and poured it directly.

The next moment, a miracle happened.

On the middle-aged man, some characters began to emerge.

Soon, his back was densely covered with words.

"This is?"

Everyone's complexion changed slightly.

"This is the secret method among their clan. This kind of tattoo can't be seen normally, but once it is heated, the text will appear."

Tang Bin explained with a smile.

"It's kind of miraculous."

Everyone leaned up and carefully observed the writing on it.

"This seems to be a **** text!"

A great Confucian touched his chin: "This kind of writing is a kind of writing in ancient times. It was very popular. Hey, wait a minute, it's tattooed on it."

"That's right! The tattoos on it are the poems written by Wang Yu in the Jiaofang Division that day. Their clan used this method to pass down these poems."

A smug smile appeared on Tang Bin's face. He looked at Wang Yu and said coldly, "Wang Yu, what else do you have to say?"

Wang Yu still covered Ah Xue's eyes, and taught her not to look at some things randomly, and to be careful of needle eyes.

Tang Bin had no intention of responding at all.

Tang Bin:
"Young Master Tang, this doesn't seem to be evidence, does it?"

Princess Yongle couldn't stand it anymore, and said aloud:

"If I randomly find someone and use this method to tattoo on his body, can all the poems in this world be regarded as plagiarism?"

Tang Bin's expression changed drastically.

The complexions of Ji Ning, Wanyan Kang and others also became extremely ugly.

Their plans have been disrupted.

Originally, they were planning to reveal Wang Yu's true colors through poetry competitions, and after confirming that he did not have a peerless poetic talent, they would push this person out and completely define him as a plagiarist.

Thus ruining him.

If that's the case, all of this will be extremely convincing, and no one will question it.

However, the problem now is that Wang Yu wrote four poems in a row, showing his peerless poetic talent.

Under this premise, the evidence they produced seemed weak, even a bit like a clumsy false accusation.

"I still have evidence!"

Tang Bin gritted his teeth, took out a picture from his arms, and displayed it in front of everyone.

The picture shows big waves rushing and the river rolling, majestic and shocking.

"This is what the sage drew when he returned home. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have drawn such a magnificent scene?

Although time has passed, things have changed and the stars have changed, and the rhyme of the saints and sages has disappeared, but this painting has been preserved. "

Tang Bin said lightly.

This was his last trump card, and it was also the most powerful evidence he used to convince Ji Ning and others.

"Young Master, should you explain?"

A great scholar asked directly.

It is difficult to draw such a magnificent scene without seeing it with your own eyes.

However, as far as he knew, there was no such a turbulent river in the territory of the Shenwu Dynasty.

What this picture scroll depicts is probably the mother river that disappeared back then.

"Explain, explain what?"

Wang Yu looked at the great Confucianist with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

The jumping of this guy is too obvious, right?
This is the one that has been showing up before.

He didn't believe that he didn't have any PY deal with Tang Bin, even if he was killed.

"An inexplicable person tattooed my poems on his body, and then got a picture scroll from nowhere, and yelled that I plagiarized? Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your mind?"

Wang Yu expressed that he was very speechless, even in the face of the great Confucianism, he directly scolded him.