Villain: At The Beginning, He Cut Out The Heroine's Pupil With A Knife

Ye Fei's face suddenly changed!

Impossible, I have never heard of any Chinese poetry since I came to this world! How does Chen Yuan know that these poems are not written by me? There must be a trick.

Could it be that before me, there were other people who traveled through time and left the poems in the secret book?

Or... Ye Fei looked up with horror, Chen Yuan, is he also a traveler?

Chen Yuan on the stage met Ye Fei's eyes, and then just smiled at him.

This weird smile made Ye Fei feel creepy!

The harsh discussion made Ye Fei feel upset.

"So that's how it is. We said he was so young, how could he have such knowledge!"

"That's right! Look at Ye Fei's poems, they are full of sincere emotions, there are farewells with friends, there are worries about the country and the people, there are wars and battles, there are love between children... If those poems had not been experienced personally, how could they be so popular? And how could Ye Fei, at his age, have experienced so much?"

"It turns out that he plagiarized!"

But deep in Ye Fei's heart, he still had a last glimmer of luck.

Perhaps, there is no secret realm in this world, everything is just Chen Yuan's means of turning black and white. He can't beat himself in poetry, so he came up with such a method to discredit himself.

"Prime Minister, you are joking. If there is such a secret realm, why have others never heard of it? Instead, Prime Minister, you know the poems hidden in it?"

Hearing this, there were also people supporting Ye Fei in the audience.

"That's right. We have never heard of the so-called secret realm. This is just the one-sided statement of the Prime Minister of Northern Qi."

"Yes, just relying on the one-sided statement of the Prime Minister, is it too arbitrary to completely deny Ye Fei's poems and essays?"

Faced with Ye Fei's question, Chen Yuan remained calm and said loudly.

"I know that you may not easily believe me, but I can prove it to you."

"Proof? How to prove it?" Ye Fei asked, suppressing his inner timidity.

"No hurry, I will give you a big gift later. Everyone, please wait a moment."

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Chen Yuan was going to do.

Is it true, or is he just pretending to be mysterious?

After waiting for about half an incense stick of time, Xue Jianyao couldn't help but speak.

"Prime Minister, you asked us to wait, but we have been waiting for so long. What is your purpose? You might as well tell me directly."

Wei Qingqing also didn't understand what Chen Yuan was up to.

When he saw the person coming from outside the gate, Chen Yuan smiled.

"You have been waiting for a long time. Here I am."

The person is Chen Dao. After entering the venue, he bowed respectfully.

"I am Chen Dao. I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Empress. Long live Her Majesty!"

"Stand up."

"Chen Dao, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, Chen Dao is here in the name of the Prime Minister to show you the Secret Realm Poetry Collection."

Soon, Chen Dao took out a poetry collection from his arms and handed it to the Empress through the eunuch.

The Empress glanced at it and felt that she was about to grow a brain, so she quickly threw it to Chen Yuan.

"Prime Minister, you deal with it."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly and held up the poetry collection.

"This poetry collection is what I copied in the secret realm. The secret realm is paved with bluestone. The surrounding stone walls are engraved with golden poems!"

A fictitious story was told vividly by Chen Yuan.

"There are many poems in the secret realm, and some of them even have Confucian connotations. But I have never been interested in poetry, so I only copied this collection of poems as a souvenir." Seeing this collection of poems, everyone's breathing became a little hurried. Chen Yuan continued. "This collection of poems is very short, not long, but every piece is exactly the same as Ye Fei's! You can circulate it around." Chen Yuan said, and handed the collection of poems to the servant, who then handed it to the gentlemen present to circulate separately. The collection of poems is not long, only a dozen or so. But every piece is exactly the same as Ye Fei's, the only difference is that it has a signature! It has a signature that belongs exclusively to the poet! "It turns out that this poem "Hard to Travel" was written by Li Bai? Who is this Li Bai?"

"Raise a cup to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes three people... This poem was also written by Li Bai!"

"Golden swords and iron horses, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger. It turns out that this poem was written by a man named Xin Qiji! Xin Qiji, what a good name!"

For a moment, Ye Fei's face turned pale.

Because he knew that these poems were not forged by Chen Yuan, but genuine!

No one knew the origin of these poems better than himself.

He couldn't even guess whether Chen Yuan was a time traveler, or whether there was really such a secret realm in this world, and there were indeed stone walls recording these Chinese poems in the secret realm.

At this time, Wei Qingqing was also stunned. Could it be that Ye Fei, whom she loved, was actually a fraud?

Xue Jianyao quickly twisted Ye Fei's waist, "What's the matter? Is what the Prime Minister of Northern Qi said true?"

"How could it be?" Ye Fei would never admit it, he gritted his teeth and laughed.

"Hahaha! Prime Minister, you have taken great pains to put me, Ye Fei, in an unjust position!"

"Oh? You said I framed you?"

"What else?" Ye Fei was passionate, and I didn't know how much injustice he had suffered. "The poems copied by Prime Minister are exactly the same as mine. So is it possible that Prime Minister copied my poems and then declared that they were obtained from a secret realm?"

"After all, I am weak and alone, how can I convince the officials present. Prime Minister, who is second to none and above ten thousand people, must be able to convince the officials present?"

Hearing this, Wei Qingqing nodded secretly.

It is indeed something that Chen Yuan, a sinister and cunning person, can do!

First, he asked his servants to copy Ye Fei's collection of poems, and then took it out and claimed that it was found in the secret realm!

Despicable and shameless, unscrupulous!

After hearing Ye Fei's explanation, everyone present was also shaken.

Yes, Chen Yuan took out a collection of poems and said it was found in a secret realm, so it was found in a secret realm?

Wouldn't he forge a collection of poems and then lie that it was found in a secret realm?

Obviously it is very likely!

The people of Northern Qi are fine, all of them stand on Chen Yuan's side, thinking that Ye Fei's creations are all plagiarism.

But there are other talented people from various countries participating in the Yawen Poetry Conference this time, and they will not easily stand on Chen Yuan's side.

Seeing that everyone present still supports him, Ye Fei's heart is a little relaxed, otherwise, he really doesn't know how to end today.

"Dong!"

The clear sound of the cane hitting the ground reached everyone's ears.

For some reason, after hearing this cane hitting the ground, everyone chose to stop arguing and shut up.

"I also know that it is difficult to convince you with just a collection of poems, but since I dare to invite other talented people from various countries to come here, I must be ready to make you believe me."

He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Fei.

"Ye Fei, I will give you a chance to compose a poem with me!"