Chapter 96

The banquet began!

First, Zhang Jin expressed his gratitude.

He was especially grateful for the arrival of these big shots.

Then, the City Lord of Xuanwu, Liu Wuyan, gave a speech, praising Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian, saying that they were a match made in heaven.

Then, it was Zhu Wubian's turn to give a speech, congratulating Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian on their marriage.

He skipped over a bunch of nonsense and omitted five thousand words.

While these people were talking.

Li Wenzheng, the Silver-clothed Inspector, didn't say anything. He clapped his hands and smiled.

Nangong Ping did not speak, did not applaud, but revealed a smile.

Tang Yun is very? Awesome? Unable to summon? Angry and tired? Frozen milkweed bream

Shenlang is the best? Awesome? Unable to summon? Angry and tired? Frozen Black Bream? Obedient Pain Tamper? Jagged seal H? Wu Bai Nuo Shen cried out, "Buck-paw is jealous of his thumb caries?" Huan Luofeng? Encircling each other?

Following that, the banquet entered a time where people drank wine and ate to their heart's content.

However, the situation was still a little awkward.

The reason was simple. It was because of Shen Lang and Jin Mulan.

Tonight's mission was to besiege Shen Lang.

Therefore, no one present could flatter him properly.

Originally, it was such a good opportunity. The second son of Zhenbei Marquis, the son of Count Jin Hai, Tang Yun, the silver-clothed inspector, Li Wenzheng, and the son of the Great General, Zhu Wubian, were all present.

However, no one dared to speak for fear of disrupting the rhythm.

After a long while, someone finally started.

This person's name was not important. What was important was that he was a High Scholar.

Even in Xuanwu City, a High Scholar was a rare find in the upper class.

However, at tonight's banquet, the status of a High Scholar was only a ticket to enter.

"Recently, a strange book has been published. Do you know about it?"

Shen Lang perked up. Here it comes!

"I'm afraid it's hard to not know. This book has become popular throughout Yangwu County and Nujiang County. Moreover, this fire is rapidly spreading throughout the entire Tiannan Province."

"The writing of this book is really top-notch. The words inside are extremely spicy and speak of the feelings of the world."

Look at how abnormal this is.

These people were actually praising Shen Lang's book.

Why?

It was to first lift the book to the sky and then smash it to its death.

It was only at this banquet that they could talk about the book, because no one would say, "Look, the cover of this book is Xu Qianqian."

Because the entire discussion could be controlled.

If this book was mentioned on the street, it was guaranteed that countless men would spit on Xu Qianqian.

"You don't know yet, right? The author of this book, Langling Xiaoxiao Sheng, is among us."

"Really?"

"No way! What a pleasant surprise! "

"Quick, tell us who it is!"

The acting of these people was too exaggerated. It was hard to watch.

"This is Langling Xiaoxiao Sheng. He is the son-in-law of Xuan Wu Mansion, Shen Lang." The High Scholar pointed at Shen Lang.

Suddenly, all eyes were on Shen Lang.

Following that, almost everyone was praising Shen Lang for how outstanding his book was and how extraordinary it was.

"I like the poems in this book the most. They are so well written. Every time I read them, I can't help but sigh with emotion."

"Yes, yes, yes! Which poem do you like the most? "

"The one in the first chapter: Good will be rewarded, and evil will be punished. Heaven's net has long arms, but nothing escapes it. "

"Good poem, excellent poem."

"Short and powerful, like a sharp sword."

At this time, even Tang Yun, Nangong Ping, and the second-ranked High Scholar, Li Wenzheng, couldn't help but discuss the poem.

All the guests at the banquet joined in the discussion.

The entire banquet seemed to have turned into a literary salon. Moreover, it was a literary salon that praised Shen Lang.

Almost everyone was praising how well this poem was written.

Right at this moment!

Wang Lian, the High Scholar of Xuan Wu, slammed the table.

"Bang!"

A loud sound rang out.

Everyone quietened down and looked at him.

Everything was as if it had been rehearsed.

Wang Lian suddenly stood up, pointed at Shen Lang and said in a stern voice, "You shameless bastard, not only did you snatch my woman, you even stole my poem."

"Shen Lang, why did you plagiarize my essay and poem?"

"You are a shameless literary thief. This poem was clearly written by me. Why did you steal it?"

…

The second stage of the attack on Shen Lang had finally come to fruition!

Zhang Jin had asked Zhang Yu about it. He wanted to know if there was a limit to the attack on Shen Lang.

Zhang Yu said. "Does Shen Lang have a limit? It is impolite not to reciprocate! "

Zhang Jin asked, "If we don't have a bottom line, will it lower our style?"

Zhang Yu? "There is no fighting in politics. There is only dirtier and dirtier."

Therefore, Zhang Jin implemented his father's words very well.

Moreover, he advanced step by step.

The lethality of each move was stronger than the one before.

The third move would be a fatal blow.

But Zhang Jin wanted to know if Shen Lang could solve the second move.

…

When Wang Lian said this, everyone was shocked!

"It can't be. Son-in-law Shen Lang would not do such a shameless thing."

"Plagiarizing a poem? This is a disgrace to scholars! "

"Young Master Shen Lang, please come out and explain."

"Lord Wang Lian, do you have any evidence? You can't talk nonsense without evidence. "

At this time, an old man stood up.

Because he was sitting too far behind, Shen Lang saw him clearly at this time.

He turned out to be the teacher-in-charge of the school in Hanshui Town. In the words of the earth, he was the principal of a middle school. He was already 70 years old this year.

But he was just a Xiucai. How could he be qualified to attend tonight's banquet? He came here for Shen Lang.

More than half a year ago, it was he who drove Shen Lang out of the school in person.

The title of the disgrace of scholars on Shen Lang also came from his mouth.

At this time, the old principal stood up tremblingly and said, "Lord Wang Lian, Shen Lang is my student. Although he was a good-for-nothing before, he can't bear the crime of plagiarizing poems. If you don't have evidence, don't slander him. "

Wang Lian said, "Of course I have evidence."

Then, he took out an article from his bosom and said, "Everyone look, this is the article from the county examination eight years ago. It can't be faked, right?"

The county examination was the first stage of the Xiucai examination. Only those who passed the county examination could participate in the academy examination. Only those who passed the academy examination could obtain the title of Xiucai and go on to participate in the provincial examination.

Therefore, although the county examination was not a high level imperial examination, it was still an official authority.

Wang Lian began to pass the examination paper around. Finally, it reached the hands of Tang Yun, Li Wenzheng, Nangong Ping, and the others.

City Lord Liu Wuyan pointed at the examination paper and said, "Yes, this is indeed the examination paper from Nujiang county examination eight years ago. It also has the seals of Taishou Prefecture and Tiannan Province's Prefect of Education. "

"Look at the paper, look at the handwriting, it can't be faked."

"Young masters, look at this poem written at the beginning of Wang Lian's examination paper: Good will be rewarded, evil will be punished. Heaven's net has long arms, but nothing escapes. "

"Wang Lian wrote this poem during the county examination eight years ago. Now that it has appeared in Shen Lang's book, it is undoubtedly plagiarism."

"Irrefutable evidence!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"I didn't expect it to be plagiarism."

"To think that I admired the words and poems so much. I didn't expect it to be plagiarism."

"This is a disgrace to scholars!"

Shen Lang's book was too popular. It could not be suppressed, nor could it be banned.

Therefore, they might as well elevate it to the highest level, and then push the crime of plagiarism onto Shen Lang.

This way, the situation would be reversed.

Previously, everyone was talking about Xu Guangyun and Xu Qianqian's scandals. Very soon, they would talk about Shen Lang's plagiarism scandal.

Good news never goes out, but bad news travels a thousand miles.

As long as Shen Lang could not prove his innocence tonight, the crime of plagiarism would be confirmed tomorrow.

Even if the truth was reversed in the future, it would be useless. No one would care.

The saliva of the public was like bullets fired in the middle of the night. It could not be taken back.

The old headmaster said, "Lord Wang Lian, my student Shen Lang has nothing to do with you. How could he have copied your poem?"

Wang Lian said, "Sir, when Shen Lang was injured, I took pity on him and went to his house to help him revise his lessons. I taught him for half a month. I didn't expect him to be so cruel and unscrupulous that he would plagiarize my poem. "

The old headmaster pointed at Shen Lang with a trembling finger. "Is this true?"

Shen Lang ignored him. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see Wang Lian's examination paper."

Wang Lian and Liu Wuyan stepped forward and opened the examination paper about two feet away from Shen Lang. However, they did not hand it to him.

Shen Lang took a look and immediately determined that it was indeed the examination paper from eight years ago.

This was indeed the examination paper from eight years ago. Whether it was the paper or the handwriting, it was filled with the marks of time.

Moreover, at the beginning of the examination paper, there was indeed: Good will be rewarded, evil will be punished. Heaven's net has a long way to go.

The most important thing was that every word of the poem was written by Wang Lian. Moreover, it was his handwriting from eight years ago.

Every word was also filled with the marks of time.

Even with X-rays and AI, it was still certain that this was Wang Lian's handwriting. It was not a forgery.

The examination paper was real. Every word on it was real.

Awesome!

It was simply breathtaking!

From the looks of it, the evidence was irrefutable.

But without a doubt, Wang Lian did not write this poem at all.

Then how did Wang Lian do it?

Shen Lang guessed the method in an instant.

It was true that Wang Lian did not write this poem. However, this poem only had sixteen words. Every word was very ordinary. Almost every scholar had written it before.

So, Wang Lian cut out all the words that he had written before and pieced them together into this poem.

Then, he found the best calligraphy and painting framer and pasted these sixteen words on the examination paper that Wang Lian had written eight years ago. Finally, he mounted a layer of transparent paper on the examination paper.

Do you know what was the most awesome thing?

The last layer of transparent paper was peeled off from the blank area of a certain calligraphy and painting work from eight years ago. Only then could it be filled with the marks of time.

On Earth, the skills of those counterfeiters of calligraphy and paintings had reached the pinnacle.

A famous painting could be sold with three layers peeled off, in triplicate.

Not only that, they could make half of it real and the other half fake seamlessly.

In short, those who were not experts would not be able to see any flaws.

And the examination paper that Wang Lian had written eight years ago was almost at the pinnacle.

At least, Shen Lang could not see any flaws at all.

Every single word was real, every single piece of paper was eight years old, and every single official seal was also real.

This represented authority. It could not be any more real.

Shen Lang could only gasp in amazement and exclaim that it was awesome.

Even the prefectural government had helped Wang Lian to fake it. They wanted to seal the coffin of Shen Lang's crime of plagiarism.

Wang Lian pointed at Shen Lang and said coldly, "Now that the evidence is irrefutable, Shen Lang, what else do you have to say?"

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