The self-cultivation of fast-wearing villains

Chapter 137

"The princess is too much." Luo Qinglan pretended to be modest, her brows were full of complacency.

Princess Mingzhu raised her lips, and looked at Luo Qinglan with more ironic eyes, "However, there is one thing, I hope Miss Luo can explain to this princess why the poem you read just now, the county Has the Lord already seen it somewhere else?"

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Luo Qinglan's proud expression froze on her face, "This is impossible! This poem is Wang... I just created it!"

"Are you sure?" Princess Mingzhu looked directly at her.

Luo Qinglan felt guilty for a while when she met the threatening eyes of Princess Shangmingzhu, but she immediately thought that the Great Zhou Dynasty had never appeared in history, which meant that this was a fictional world, how could anyone know about Wang Wei!Princess Mingzhu must be cheating on her!
She took a deep breath, straightened her waist, and said convincingly: "I'm sure! "September [-]th Recalling Brothers in Shandong" was written by Luo Qinglan. If... if there is even the slightest lie, I will be struck by lightning!"

Luo Qinglan knew that the ancients believed in the theory of ghosts and gods the most. Sure enough, after she finished speaking, the faces of everyone present changed, and most of the suspicion in her eyes dissipated in an instant.

Luo Qinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After hearing Luo Qinglan's words, Princess Mingzhu's expression also changed. She didn't expect that Luo Qinglan could even say what he was struck by lightning in order to clear her suspicions. She sneered, "It seems , Sometimes the gods also have the time to look away."

She turned to the maid beside her and said, "Xiaoyu, go to the study and get that ancient book on my desk!"

"Yes, county lord."

Seeing the back of the maid leaving, everyone was full of doubts, but when Luo Qinglan heard the word "ancient book", for some reason, his heart suddenly thumped, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

Not long after, the maid named Xiaoyu came back with a yellowed book in her hand.

Princess Mingzhu took the book, flipped through it a few times, then strode up to Luo Qinglan, pointed the contents at her: "Second Miss Luo, please read the words written on it word by word. Read it out?"

After Luo Qinglan saw the words on the ancient book clearly, her expression changed. She shook her head and took two steps back, "This, this is impossible..."

"Read it! Why don't you dare to read it! Then the princess will read it for you. The title is "Recalling Brothers in Shandong on September [-]th". Brother climbed to the high place, and there is one less person who planted cornel. Miss Luo, do you think this poem is very familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere?" Princess Mingzhu asked with a smile, but what is the smile on this face? It all looks malicious.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Luo Er seemed to have read this poem just now, and she even swore to the sky that she wrote it by herself, otherwise there would be lightning strikes. Is this Princess right?"

At this time, the people present did not understand that "September [-]th Recalling Shandong Brothers" was clearly plagiarized by Luo Qinglan from the poet named Wang Wei. Suddenly, everyone looked at Luo Qinglan with eyes filled with contempt.

At this time, Princess Mingzhu said again: "Oh, that's right. I also have a poem here, which is also very familiar. I hope everyone can listen to it."

After finishing speaking, Princess Mingzhu turned a few pages, cleared her throat, and read aloud: "The title is "Shui Tiao Ge Tou. When Will the Bright Moon Come?" written by Su Shi. When will the bright moon come? Ask the wine to the blue sky. I don’t know the palace in the sky... People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxing and waning. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles."

(End of this chapter)