Jin Rongyue didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said, but retorted: "Master, today's incident is clearly that someone deliberately arranged to frame me! Is it just based on these vacuumed words, not only to put on the name of stealing other people's poems, but also to slander me as a person who deceives the world and steals fame? Yue'er has been fond of reading poetry since she was a child, and she has been worshipping under her master since she was ten years old. ”

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There was an immediate uproar.

Feng Jiwen couldn't help but sneer when she heard this.

What has come of this?

It was as if he was going to force her to death.

On the surface, she seems to be a poor girl who has been bullied to the point of desperation, but in essence, it is more like she is threatening each other with death.

But most of the people here are not related to her, is she dead or alive to do something else?

Jin Rongyue couldn't scare Feng Jiwen by half a point.

And Jin Lin has lived for most of his life, and he asked himself who he has seen once, although he was unhappy with Jin Rongyue's formlessness at this time, he showed no signs of anger, and said in a still solemn tone: "If you have evidence to prove your innocence, you can say it bluntly, talking about life and death is not a strong evidence that can be used to block Youyou's mouth." ”

Sometimes, even if you die, you can't get rid of anything at all.

Just like the pavilion back then.

“…… However, even if I have a book of poems as proof, I can't match Mr. Jin's insinuations! Mr. Jin is very important in the literary world, and every word can cause an uproar, and Mr. Jin should know this state of affairs very well, but he still wants to slander me in this way, and I don't know when I offended Mr.!" Jin Rongyue burst into tears, and her expression was like an innocent person who had been cornered.

Even now, he still refuses to let go and admit his mistake.

You even have to hit a rake.

Jin Lin didn't have the slightest pity, and frowned and said: "The first three sentences of the poem "Qihuai" are borrowed from Li Shangyin and Gao Qi, and if Miss Jin Er insists on calling it accidental, it can't be said. But at the end of the sentence 'In March and May in three or five years, the poor glass of wine has never been dissipated', how should Miss Jin Er explain it?"

In March and May in three or five years, the poor glass of wine has never been ......?

Is there anything wrong with this sentence?

Several talented men discussed in a low voice for a while, but they all shook their heads in confusion.

There seems to be no prototype for this poem, either in terms of wording or otherwise.

"Since I feel it, how can Mr. Jin explain it?" Jin Rongyue's face was full of stubbornness.

"Of course you can't explain it. Jin Lin's eyes were a little cold, and he said, "Because this is the masterpiece left by Liu Tingzhi, the young lady of the Liu family, before she died——"

"Miss Liu's ......"

"Isn't that the ...... who hanged himself three years ago?"

"Isn't that Mr. Jin's apprentice?"

“……”

According to Mr. Jin, when Miss Liu passed away, she only left these few words. The original sentence was 'March and April in three or four years', but in order to make the whole poem relatable, it was changed to 'March and May in three or five years'. Feng Jiwen said out loud.

Coincidentally, this song should have appeared in the Qianlong period, but it was presented in front of people in such a way.

What's even more coincidental is that this last sentence is indeed taken from Miss Liu's masterpiece.

This point, Liu Kaizhi also proved it loudly.

"Indeed, it was left by my sister before she left. Referring to Liu Tingzhi, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "My sister was only twelve years old when she died, and it was the beginning of April in late spring, so I had this masterpiece." ”

At the end, he looked at Jin Rongyue and asked, "At first, I heard Miss Jin Er's words conclusively claim that this poem was written by you, and I thought it was strange, my sister's last words and last words, except for me, my father and mother, and Mr. Jin, no one else knew about it, how could it appear in Miss Jin Er's poem?"

At this point, the truth is almost revealed.

If the first few sentences are just accidental 'stalks', they are almost word-for-word with the masterpieces that others have never preached to the outside world, and I am afraid that there will be no such coincidences.

So there's only one explanation—

This poem was written by Mr. Jin and Mrs. Hejia, but for some reason it was stolen by Miss Jin Er.

This is actually a farce of thieves shouting to catch thieves......

The gaze that everyone looked at Jin Rongyue was almost completely subverted.

Jin Rongyue subconsciously shook her head.

She wanted to deny, she wanted to explain, but she didn't know what else to say!

Many situations flashed through the mixed minds—

From yesterday's hearts to find her, until this scene......

She knew at this time that all this was not a question of whether she could fight or not from the beginning...... And it's all Feng Jiwen's calculations!

Feng Jiwen had already arranged all this!

Feng Jiwen is just as she intends to destroy her, and she wants to completely destroy her!

A layer of cold sweat crawled all over her back in an instant, Jin Rongyue's lips were pale, and she clenched her hands tightly, as if she was trying to desperately grasp something.

"Yue'er, do you have anything else to say?" Yuan Mei looked at Jin Rongyue with complicated eyes.

He never imagined that one day he would witness his beloved disciple being exposed and misappropriated in public in this breeze corridor, which can be described as a complete reputation.

Jin Rongyue still shook her head.

"I don't have ......"

After she replied in a low voice in a trance, she suddenly raised her voice and said, "Someone framed me!"

"Girl......"

Abi hurriedly held her slightly swaying arm.

But in the face of everyone's disdainful and helpless gazes, even as a maid, she felt that she couldn't raise her head.

Abi couldn't help but reddened her eyes.

Even if the girl has such a proud heart, even if she is wrong, if she really wants to bow her head and admit her mistake, she must not be able to do it......

But in such a situation, what is the difference between recognition and non-recognition?

Yuan Mei glanced at her one last time, shook his head silently, and said to everyone: "Today's incident made you laugh. Then he saluted Jin Lin and Feng Jiwen respectively, "Yuan has no way to follow, and it is difficult to escape the blame." After the details of this matter are to be ascertained, there will be no favoritism. ”

Feng Jiwen didn't dare to accept this salute, and after avoiding it sideways, she returned the salute.

The four characters of the believer Wufang are not applicable to Mr. Yuan, and it is too difficult to distinguish between good and evil in people's hearts, but I am afraid that even Mr. Yuan has not looked at it carefully.

Yuan Mei still felt very ashamed.

But at this point, it is not yet over.

Because some people have waited until now, just to settle the 'old account' with Jin Rongyue in front of others-

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ps: It's a little bit earlier than I imagined~

Today's mood is a little extra exciting, because tomorrow is not only Christmas, but also has another special meaning - "Golden Husband" has been written for a whole year!

Last Christmas, I released the first chapter "Yan Kong Feng Jiwen", and in the blink of an eye, tomorrow will be enough for a full year.

Thank you for your companionship and understanding over the past year, as well as everyone's blessings for me to know my uncle and grandfather, marry my uncle and grandfather, and then conceive a crescent moon~

Later, I will send a small password red envelope in Squeakbao, a total of 99, if you have nothing to do, you can go to get it and play, the password is called: the first anniversary of the stitching couple (to be continued.) )