I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

With Bai Lin's words, the anger on the faces of the literati and ink guests around him became more intense.

One by one stood up, pointing at Bai Lin angrily and said: "If you don't understand, don't pretend to understand. The poetry of Great Talent Zhao clearly expresses his loyalty to the current sage and wants to serve the sage!"

"The Zhao family originated from the vice-president. This is self-reported, and Wen Gong Qingjie is overwhelming. This sentence is the current situation of the talented Zhao, and the next few sentences mean that you can do everything for the sake of today's sage. You should not talk nonsense here. Eight!"

These literati and elegant scholars have already loved poetry to their bones. How can they bear it when someone criticizes poetry?

To put it badly, it is like insulting their respective wives and daughters.

When these people finished speaking, Zhao Wencai stood in place and raised his head high, with a helpless expression, "Young Master Bai, I really didn't expect that you are not only a scum who only knows about plagiarism, but you also don't understand poetry at all. Idiot!"

"I really don't understand. Since you don't understand poetry at all, and you have repeatedly participated in the poetry contest, do you not put Cheng Xiang Wang in your eyes, and your current sage?"

Zhao Wencai is a bachelor of Nakamiya without losing, and the ability to go to the line is very good.

Let him say that, Bai Lin is now a person who is disrespectful to King Cheng Xiang and today's sage?

Isn't this a sin of decapitation?

At the moment, Cheng Yun'er, who had been sitting beside Bai Lin without speaking, finally couldn't help it.

Lifting the curtain, he stood up suddenly and pointed at Zhao Wencai and said, "Zhao Wencai, it's just a poem contest. There is no need to involve my father and uncle, right?"

Red Musk also quickly got up, apologizing, and kept bowing to the surroundings, "Yes, my son doesn't mean to be disrespectful to King Cheng Xiang and Sheng Shang, he is just... "

Before the red musk could finish speaking, the king Cheng Xiang in the hall had already spoken, "Well, now that the princess speaks, this matter will stop here, but after Bai Lin, he is not allowed to participate in the poetry contest."

King Cheng Xiang didn't understand, how could the princess mix with this Bai Lin?

Not only him, Zhao Wencai was also dumbfounded.

He was still curious just now, how could there be two women with Bai Lin. The red musk is Bai Lin’s maid, Zhao Wencai knew, but it was this woman who had always been blindfolded and could not see clearly, which made Zhao Wencai feel a little familiar, but Can't remember again.

But I never thought it turned out to be the Ninth Princess!

At the moment, Zhao Wencai directly knelt on the ground, "Zhao Wencai has seen the nine princesses. I really don't know the poem contest of the nine princesses. I also ask the princess to forgive me."

"Since the princess interceded for Bai Lin, Zhao Wencai naturally didn't dare to say anything, but he also asked the princess to learn from him. Bai Lin copied Wen Cai's poems many times. I can't swallow Wen Cai!"

These words made Cheng Yun'er a little embarrassed.

Turning around, I glanced at Bai Lin, whose look made me want to take Bai Lin off.

However, before Cheng Yun'er could speak, Bai Lin's voice came first, "Talented Zhao, don't worry, since you can't swallow this breath, let's analyze it carefully."

After finishing speaking, Bai Lin snatched the poems in Zhao Wencai's hand, and walked directly to King Cheng Xiang.

This is the territory of King Cheng Xiang, how can he be allowed to do anything wrong?

Before Bai Lin approached, the armor guards had already drawn their swords, staring at Bai Lin.

As long as King Cheng Xiang gave an order, they would win Bai Lin at all costs.

However, the King Cheng Xiang at this moment seemed to see that something was wrong, waved his hand and said, "Get down and let him come forward."

These words made Zhao Wencai unconsciously tighten his body, but still did not lose his confidence, "Huh, no matter what tricks you play, you can't turn it over!"

"The same was plagiarism last time, and you didn't have the slightest evidence. This time, the result is the same, Bai Lin, you will never be able to play with me!"

Zhao Wencai smiled coldly in his heart, his face was already a bit more hideous.

At this moment,

hiss! hiss! hiss!

In the sound of the paper being torn apart, the poem in Bai Lin's hand has been torn into pieces of paper.

"Bai Lin, are you trying to destroy the evidence? Why do you want to tear up the good poems?" Wang Chengxiang angered again.

However, Bai Lin smiled softly, raised his head, and rushed to Wang Cheng and said: "Back to Wang Cheng, I did not ruin the poem, but restore the truth."

Still far from the truth? What the **** is he going to do?

With Bai Lin's words, the entire Juwen Hall crowded around, around 30 people, all wanting to see what Bai Lin wanted to do.

Just as everyone watched, Bai Lin began to piece together the torn notes one by one.

The poems that were originally written horizontally are now arranged vertically by him and placed in front of everyone.

At this time, everyone frowned, "What is he doing, what is the problem with the typesetting of the poem? What can it prove?"

"I see, he is just struggling to death. Plagiarism is plagiarism, and no matter how it is arranged, it is plagiarism."

Hearing these discussions, Zhao Wencai smiled coldly, and walked to Bai Lin, "Young Master Bai, have you finished the fooling around? You tore up my poems and arrange them vertically. What can you prove?"

Hearing the sound, Bai Lin smiled sorrowfully, "It can prove that you are shameless."

Ok?

Bai Lin's straightforward curse made everyone in the audience reveal a touch of anger.

Especially Zhao Wencai, his face flushed with suffocation, and the look in his eyes wanted to kill Bai Lin, "You...I think you are so angry that you dare to speak dirty words!"

Dirty words?

Bai Lin frowned, "I said that Talented Zhao, since you know that shamelessness is a dirty word, why do you use it to describe yourself?"

"What describe yourself? I didn't." Zhao Wencai immediately quibbled.

However, Bai Lin smiled and waved his hand, "Everyone, the poems were written horizontally just now, so you don't know what you read, but now please look carefully at the first word of each poem."

Hearing Bai Lin's words, Cheng Yun'er came in with a rush of brains. In front of everyone, she tapped her finger and began to read the first word of each poem, "Zhao...wen. .... just..... dead.....no....."

"Zhao Wencai is shameless?!"

Huh!

Hearing these words, Zhao Wencai's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly pushed everyone away, and walked to the poem.

When he took a closer look, the whole person was dumbfounded!

Zhao Wencai is indeed shameless!

The King Cheng Xiang in the hall seemed to understand the truth of the matter, his eyes suddenly stared, "Zhao Wencai, what's the matter?"

Hearing the sound, Zhao Wencai's legs began to tremble, "Coincidence...maybe it's just a coincidence. When I was writing a poem, I didn't...not pay attention."

Did not notice? Ha ha!

"It's so ignorant, this hidden poem was said to have been inadvertent by the talented Zhao?" Bai Lin gulped and smiled happily.