Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 41
Lu Haowen was brilliant, and he taught boring classes with wit and wit. Zhang Yufei, Xie Xiuxing and others all looked at him with admiration. Even Murong Lin, who had a lot of opinions, gradually calmed down and stopped making mistakes in class.

The four books include "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "University" and "The Doctrine of the Mean". The content is a bit boring, and Murong Lin doesn't have much interest in it. Lu Haowen lectures on it, and she sits at the table to draw, embroider, Zhang Yufei, Xie Xiuxing and the others were also lacking in interest, not as obvious as Murong Lin.

Putting down the book in his hand, Lu Haowen smiled lightly: "Ladies, do you think the course is very boring?" The content of the Four Books was written by the ancestors, and even if it is boring, he has no right to change it.

"Of course." Murong Lin admitted generously: "Otherwise I wouldn't rather draw and not take lessons in embroidery!"

"The content of the Four Books is indeed a bit boring." Zhang Yufei said very euphemistically: "We are all women and have lived in the inner courtyard for a long time. We are slow to comprehend the content above. Mr. Lu, don't take it for granted."

Murong Yu smiled slightly: "Mr. Lu, we are more interested in poetry, why don't you slow down the class a bit, and spend half of the time on the Four Books every day, and the other half on poetry..."

"Okay, big sister, that's a good idea!" Murong Lin agreed eagerly. When it comes to poetry, Murong Yu and others present, no one can compare to herself.

"Then according to Miss Murong's wishes, the second half of the class will be changed to discuss poetry!" I will not be able to take the scientific examination until next autumn, and I have plenty of time to teach them the Four Books and Five Classics, so it doesn't matter if the class is slower.

"Mr. Lu, I have a poem, please enlighten me." Murong Lin was complacent, and she was very depressed in studying four calligraphy, and finally it was time to feel proud.

Lu Haowen was gentle and polite: "I don't dare to teach you, but it's okay to criticize!"

Murong Lin felt even more proud. Considering him smart, he, a poor student, couldn't teach him this poem: "Mr. Lu, listen carefully, the trees are about to break from the cold, and the solitary root returns alone. In the deep snow in the front village, last night a branch Open. The wind blows the fragrance out, and the bird peeks at the beauty. Next year, if you follow the law, the Yingchun Terrace will be launched first!"

Zhang Yufei turned her head in disdain: The poem "Early Spring" that was embarrassing at the flower viewing banquet, dare to show it off here.I am by no means jealous because of the goodness of this poem.

Murong Lin proudly raised her head to look at Lu Haowen, waiting for his compliment. Unexpectedly, Lu Haowen's eyes were not admiring, but weird. After looking at her for a long time, she said a shocking sentence: "How can the second young lady recite Xiaosheng's words?" A poem made ten months ago?"

Not only Murong Lin, Zhang Yufei, Xie Xiuxing and others all stared in shock: This poem was written by Lu Haowen ten months ago?How can it be?How to explain Murong Lin's chanting at the flower viewing banquet?

"Is this poem really written by Mr. Lu ten months ago?" Murong Yu's tone was low: Lu Haowen had been teaching for more than half a month, and he also composed impromptu poems during the period. It looks similar, that's why I gave it a try. I didn't expect that the poem "Zaomei" was really written by Lu Haowen.

The fact that Murong Lin cheated on reciting the poem "Zaomei" was only spread among the nobles, and the common people didn't know that Lu Haowen was a student from a poor family. Apart from studying, he was running around for his livelihood all day long. I know that Murong Lin has recited his poems.

What happened today, Lu Haowen didn't intentionally embarrass Murong Lin, but Murong Lin must hate him to death, and will definitely not let it go!
"Is this a poem by Mister?" Zhang Yufei smiled and said immediately after being surprised, "Sir, can't you make a mistake? This is a poem about plum blossoms written by Cousin Lin in the palace, because this poem shocked everyone and became famous far and wide. Why? Will it become a poem written by Mr.?"

It's a pity that it is a stigma, a bad name!
"No wonder I've always felt that the words in this poem are sharp and resolute, unlike women's poems that are gentle and delicate. It turns out..." Zhang Yufei sighed pretendingly, but couldn't hide the mocking smile in her eyes.

At the flower viewing banquet, although Murong Lin suspected of cheating, the poem about plums was indeed profound and talented. She always boasted that she was good at poetry, but she couldn't compose poems of the same level. She felt a little jealous. Now Hearing that this poem was originally embezzled by Murong Lin, a scholar rushing for the exam, she immediately gloated.

When the news got out, it was another joke!

It was only then that Lu Haowen heard the whole story, and he couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed. This poem was nothing to him, and now he is teaching in the Murong Mansion. If he had known that the Second Miss Murong had embezzled this poem, he would never have exposed it!
Murong Yu's smiling eyes swept over everyone in the classroom, and said with a smile: "Sister Lin has always liked poetry. Although her talent is not as good as Mr. Lu, she is already a leader among us sisters. Besides, she is in class now, sisters like this Noisy, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?"

As he said that, his eyes became sharper, and he coldly ignored everyone present.

Zhang Yufei and the others originally wanted to laugh a few more words, but meeting Murong Yu's cold eyes, their hearts trembled, and a chill subconsciously rose up. They hesitated, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous again.

However, Murong Lin didn't appreciate it, she slapped the table with a gloomy face, and stared at Lu Haowen with her eyes burning with anger: "My talent is well known in the world, and I wrote this poem, but you, Lu Haowen, if you are really talented, You won’t lose your name in the imperial examination! Who are you colluding with to frame me like this?”

"It's class time now, please take the second lady's seat, and I will continue teaching." Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Lu Haowen hurried out to smooth things over.He is now relying on the Hou's Mansion, and this matter happened because of him, and it would be of no benefit to anyone if it got bigger.

"Shut up!" Murong Lin was furious, "You are just a teacher invited by my Hou Mansion, I am the daughter of the Hou Mansion, so you are worthy of ordering me?"

"Bang!" Murong Lin kicked the desk away, swept the books on the table to the ground with a wave, and strode out of the classroom angrily: "Stealing poems like you, hypocrisy, useless as a teacher, You are not worthy to teach me Murong Lin!"

Lu Haowen stood awkwardly in the lecture hall and smiled wryly: My poems were embezzled by others, not only could I not protect my rights, but I was wronged by others for trying to gain fame, it is hard to say...

(End of this chapter)