Zhe Furong: After widowhood and rebirth, she was pampered by treacherous ministers

Everyone was surprised when they saw the words on it clearly, "Han Shenggong's Ci Collection?"

The scholar in blue robe came forward, picked up the book on the ground, opened a few pages in the book and showed it to everyone, "This is a new book I bought a few days ago. Let's take a look. Gu Mulin, this kid, has changed everything. It’s really eye-opening to pick up the legacy of Confucian leader Han Shenggong and act so shamelessly!”

Everyone's eyes kept scanning Gu Mulin and the collection of essays, and they didn't know who to believe for a while.

At this moment, some maids and servants from the children of aristocratic families hurried over and quietly stuffed a booklet into their master's hands. It was the "Collection of Han Shenggong's Poems" in the hands of the blue-robed young master!They flipped through it, and found not only "About to Enter the Wine" written by Gu Mulin in public today and the seven or eight poems that followed, but also many poems he had written in public before were also listed!

Everyone is not a fool. It takes a long time to engrave books. Even if someone frames Gu Mulin, it is impossible for someone to print the poems just after he finished writing them. Obviously, these poems were not written by Gu Mulin.

The way people looked at Gu Mulin suddenly changed, either ridiculing, ridiculing, scorning, or disgusting, but they no longer had the envy and admiration they had before.

"Gu Mulin! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!" Jiang Yue slapped Gu Mulin in the face and accused sternly, "You know that my father regards Han Shenggong's manuscript as a treasure, but you actually stole it and shamelessly You said you did it impromptu! You really let me down!"

Qin Yue'er frowned. This was not Jiang Yue's first time participating in a poetry meeting. Everyone knew that she was Mr. Jiang's adopted daughter. When she heard what she said, she still believed it in her heart, but emotionally, she didn't want to believe it. .

Qin Yue'er placed the collection of poems in front of Gu Mulin, with a hint of hope in her voice, "Master Gu, can you explain what's going on?"

Gu Mulin's face was blue and red, and a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his throat, almost suffocating him to death.

"Oh my, what a good show!" In a deserted corner of the Peach Garden, a man in brocade clothes stuffed a forged ancient book back into his arms, "I thought I was going to take action in person, but I didn't expect it. Unexpectedly, Gu Mulin capsized the boat on his own, but..."

Wei Siming looked at the beautiful figure in the crowd and couldn't help but frowned, "Jiang Yue was completely devoted to Gu Mulin, why did he suddenly fall out with her now? If I catch this woman, then those poems and inheritance of Han Shenggong will be lost. Aren’t they all mine? A rich inheritance, the title of the number one genius, hahahaha..."

Wei Siming's proud laughter did not reach everyone's ears, and the atmosphere at the poetry meeting remained stagnant. Just when everyone thought Gu Mulin would say something, a high-pitched voice suddenly broke the deadlock.

"The decree arrives—"

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly rushed to kneel in front of the old eunuch at the door. Wei Siming also knelt down quietly among the crowd.The old eunuch smiled with satisfaction and unfolded the imperial edict in his hand.

"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict: I am pleased to have talented people for today's admission, especially the top three literary talents. I took advantage of the Taoyuan Poetry Festival to announce the good news to many students, and read out the examination essays of the three talented people in public. For all the literati to learn from and learn from. I appreciate this!"

After reading the imperial edict, the old eunuch took out three pieces of paper full of handwriting and said with a smile: "Since all the scholars in Beijing are here, I will give the good news to the top three first. Wei Siming, Tanhua, Gu Mo, second place. Gu Mulin, Mr. Gu, is the number one scholar! Congratulations to all three of you."

For a moment, all eyes fell on Gu Mulin, not knowing what to say.

However, when the old eunuch read the essays about No. [-] Scholar, No. [-] Scholar, and No. [-] Flowers in a mellow tone, everyone was dumbfounded. For a moment, all eyes with unknown meanings fell on Gu Mulin and Wei Siming.

The sound of the old eunuch's reading continued, but the sound of turning books below became louder and louder. Several people who had read "Han Shenggong's Ci Collection" before started discussing it with the people around them.It turns out that most of the chapters and sentences in Gu Mulin's Zhuangyuan essay and Wei Siming's essay on exploring flowers can be found in the collected works of Han Shenggong, and they are plagiarized in entire sections. Anyone who has read the collected works of Han Shenggong can find it without paying attention. All difficult.

The old eunuch's voice paused leisurely. He licked his dry lips and looked at the people below. He couldn't help but be startled. Why did he feel that something was wrong?

Jiang Yue smiled mysteriously and winked at Yue Linglong.Yue Linglong saw the opportunity, threw the collection of poems in her hand into the old eunuch's arms, and immediately shouted: "Congratulations to the No. [-] Scholar!"

"Pfft——" Some young gentlemen with lively personalities couldn't help laughing, and everyone looked at Gu Mulin and Wei Siming with even more contempt.

"Yes, we should congratulate the No. [-] Scholar and Tanhua Lang. Most people really can't imitate such literary talent!"

"Yes, not only can't you learn it, but you also have to copy good poetry!"

"Although the second-place essay is slightly inferior to the number one essay, they are genuine. They have the same parents, so why are they so different?"

Listening to the crowd's ridicule, Qin Yue'er couldn't help but open the "Collected Works of Han Shenggong" for comparison. She jumped up in anger, threw the book directly at Gu Mulin's face, and roared: "You scum! "

When she took the initiative to "make things difficult" for Gu Mulin before, didn't she intend to build momentum for him?Unexpectedly, her love was given to the wrong person, and she did all those things for him in vain. How could she not be angry?

The old eunuch also flipped through the book in his arms, and his face suddenly turned gloomy. He stuffed the book into his arms, shook the fly whisk and snorted coldly: "What a champion and Tanhualang, what happened today, old man I will report the truth to the Holy One, so you two can take care of yourself!"

"No! I'm not! I didn't! Two poems were really written by me..." Gu Mulin could no longer hold on, a mouthful of blood spattered out, and he fell to the ground.

And Wei Siming was even more dumbfounded. His "Treasure of Flowers" article was copied from a masterpiece written by Gu Mulin in his previous life after he won the first prize. Why was that "masterpiece" also copied?

Jiang Yue couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckle, and made a face at Shu Yun who was standing behind Gu Mulin, making you tremble, let's see where you are putting your face now!

She was satisfied to see Shu Yun's constipated look. He waved his hand and was about to sneak away quietly with Yue Linglong, when a tall figure stood in front of her.

"Jiang Yue?" Gu Mo looked at her with deep eyes. These things happened too coincidental. He felt that it was all related to her. Could it be that she had planned the eldest brother's ruin?

Jiang Yue naturally knew the image of her brother in Gu Mo's heart, and it would be difficult for him to accept it now. "Brother Mubai, I know your mood, and I also know what you want to ask me. I just compiled a collection of poems, but I didn't want this to happen. I..." Jiang Yue knew it very well, with pitiful eyes and clear eyes.

A "pop" sound broke the thoughts here. At this moment, Shu Yun covered his face and looked at Gu Mulin in shock.