I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Bai Lin's words intensified the anger on the faces of the literati around him.

One by one got up, pointed at Bai Lin and angrily said: "Don't pretend to understand if you don't understand, the poems of Zhao Dacai are clearly expressing his loyalty to the current Holy Majesty, and wanting to serve the Holy Majesty!"

"The origin of the Zhao family comes from the deputy hub. This is a self-reported family. Wen Gong Qing Jie's family, this sentence is the current situation of Zhao's great talent, and the following few sentences mean that he can do everything for the current sage. Don't talk nonsense here. Eight ways!"

These literati and refined scholars have already loved poetry to the bottom of their bones. How could they bear it when they heard someone criticize poetry?

To put it bluntly, it was like insulting their respective wives and daughters.

After these people finished speaking, Zhao Wencai stood where he was, raised his head high, and put on a helpless expression, "Master Bai, I really didn't expect that you are not only a scum who only knows how to plagiarize, but also a person who doesn't know poetry at all. fool!"

"I really don't understand. Since you don't know poetry at all, and you have participated in poetry competitions many times, don't you take King Cheng Xiang seriously, and don't you take the current Holy Majesty seriously?"

Zhao Wencai is a great scholar of the Zhonggong University, and he has mastered the ability to go online with a high degree of proficiency.

Let him say this, Bai Lin has now become a person who is disrespectful to King Chengxiang and the current emperor?

Isn't this a serious crime of beheading?

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

He lifted the curtain and stood up abruptly, pointed at Zhao Wencai and said, "Zhao Wencai, it's just a poetry competition, there is no need to involve my father and uncle, right?"

Red Musk also got up quickly, and bowed to the surroundings with an apology, "Yes, yes, my son has no intention of being disrespectful to King Cheng Xiang and the Holy One, he just is."

Before Red Musk could finish speaking, King Cheng Xiang in the hall had already spoken, "Alright, alright, since the princess has spoken, this matter will come to an end, but after Bai Lin, you are not allowed to participate in the poetry competition."

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

Not only him, Zhao Wencai was also dumbfounded.

Just now he was curious, how could there be two women around Bai Lin, Red Musk was known by Zhao Wencai, Bai Lin's maid, but it was this woman who had been wearing a veil and couldn't see her face clearly, which made Zhao Wencai feel a little familiar, but Can't remember again.

But I never expected that it was the Ninth Princess!

At that moment, Zhao Wencai directly knelt down, "Zhao Wencai has met the Ninth Princess, but I really don't know that the Ninth Princess is participating in the poetry competition, so please forgive me."

"Since the princess intercedes for Bai Lin, Zhao Wencai naturally dare not say anything more, but please ask the princess to learn from him. Bai Lin has copied Wen Cai's poems many times. I can't swallow Wen Cai's words like this!"

These words made Cheng Yun'er a little embarrassed.

Turning his head and glanced at Bai Lin, the look in his eyes was as if he wanted to tear Bai Lin into pieces.

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

After finishing speaking, Bai Lin snatched the poem from Zhao Wencai's hand and walked directly to King Chengxiang.

This is King Cheng Xiang's territory, how could he be allowed to run amok?

Before Bai Lin approached, the armored guards had drawn their swords one after another, staring directly at Bai Lin.

As long as King Cheng Xiang gives an order, they will take Bai Lin at all costs.

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

These words made Zhao Wencai tense unconsciously, but he still didn't lose confidence, "Hmph, no matter what tricks you play, you won't be able to turn the tables!"

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

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

At this moment,

hiss! hiss! hiss!

Amid the sound of paper being torn, the poem in Bai Lin's hand had been torn into several pieces of paper.

"Bai Lin, are you trying to destroy the evidence? Why are you tearing up such a good poem?" King Cheng Xiang was angry again.

However, Bai Lin smiled softly, raised his head, and said to King Cheng Xiang: "Back to King Cheng Xiang, I am not destroying the poems, but restoring the truth."

Still far from the truth? What the hell is he up to?

Bai Lin's words made all the people in the Juwen Hall gather around, surrounded by more than 30 people, wanting to see what Bai Lin was going to do.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Lin began to piece together the torn notes one by one.

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

Now, everyone frowned, "What is he doing? What does the typesetting of the poem indicate? What can it prove?"

"I see, he is just dying. Plagiarism is plagiarism, no matter how you arrange it, it is plagiarism."

Hearing these discussions, Zhao Wencai smiled coldly, and walked up to Bai Lin, "Master Bai, are you done with your nonsense? You tear up my poems and arrange them vertically. What can you prove?"

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

Um?

Bai Lin's blunt scolding made everyone present look angry.

Especially Zhao Wencai, his face turned red from holding back, his eyes wished to bite Bai Lin to death, "I think you are so angry from embarrassment that you dare to utter dirty words!"

Dirty words?

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

"How would you describe yourself? I don't have one." Zhao Wencai argued immediately.

However, Bai Lin smiled and waved his hands, "Everyone, the poems were written horizontally just now, so you couldn't read them clearly, but now please read the first word of each poem carefully."

Hearing Bai Lin's words, Cheng Yun'er rushed in. In front of everyone, she lightly tapped her jade finger and began to read the first word of each poem one by one, "Zhao Wen. Cai. Die. No... "

"Zhao Wencai is shameless?!"

Swish!

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Wencai's expression changed immediately, he hurriedly pushed away the crowd, and walked to the poems that had been arranged.

When he took a closer look, he was stunned!

It is indeed Zhao Wencai who is shameless!

And King Cheng Xiang in the hall seemed to understand the truth of the matter, and stared at him immediately, "Zhao Wencai, what's going on?"

Hearing the sound, Zhao Wencai's legs began to tremble, "Coincidence. Maybe it's just a coincidence. When I was composing poems, I didn't... didn't pay attention."

Did not notice? hehe!

"It's a good one who didn't pay attention, and this hidden acrostic poem was said by Zhao Dacai as not paying attention?" Bai Lin hooked his lips in joy, smiling very heartily.