290. I didn't plagiarize, pen problem

"Dad!" He Dianmo saw He Yuan with a flail from afar, last night he waited at home alone all night and didn't see He Yuan go home, thinking that something must have happened, so it was easy to fall asleep in a daze, and it was early in the morning of the second day, and someone really came to announce his entry into the palace early in the morning.

He Dianmo looked at He Yuan pleadingly, but at this moment, He Yuan himself had already become a prisoner, how could he save him again? Hate only hate, before the matter could be done, Feng Jue and Yun Cining noticed it first.

The two people wearing shackles knelt honestly in the hall, and His Majesty the Emperor was also calm, not to mention what they had done, and the lower courtiers were more and more confused in their hearts.

"Things have to be solved one by one, and the words have to be said sentence by sentence, today I will let Aiqing appreciate and appreciate the two articles, and ask you how you feel after reading them. The finger tapped on the table, and it rang again and again, as if it had knocked on the tip of the minister's heart.

The lowly courtiers still lowered their heads and didn't speak, didn't His Majesty the Emperor still say that he wanted to interrogate people, why didn't people come to interrogate, but let them appreciate the article first?

Appreciate it, appreciate it, whoever makes him the emperor will say whatever he wants. Even if the emperor recites the first limerick later, someone will follow him and applaud him incessantly.

His Majesty the Emperor glanced sideways at the chief eunuch beside him, and the chief eunuch nodded, unfolded the rice paper in his hand, and began to read the article in his hand.

The first article I read is all too familiar to everyone standing and kneeling, and it was not long ago that His Majesty the Emperor ordered the printing of hundreds of articles on He Dianmo.

After reading it, there was silence in the hall, and there was no one who quickly jumped out to say that this article was flowing smoothly, and the sincere heart was vividly expressed, and the one on the dragon chair now saw that in addition to the black pressed black gauze hat, it was the black pressed black gauze hat.

His Majesty the Emperor did not rush to ask the ministers what they thought, but glanced at the chief eunuch again and motioned for him to read the next article.

When reading the second article, the chief eunuch was obviously a little powerless, and the civil officials in the palace could hear it, and the chief eunuch stumbled in several places when he read it, and the sentence was read wrong in some places. Listening to this, the ministers couldn't help but raise their eyelids slightly, wanting to see what His Majesty the Emperor's expression was.

The chief eunuch who felt that he couldn't read anymore raised his sleeves in embarrassment, wiped a handful of sweat, and said to His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, slave maid...... There are too many allusions here, and the slaves and maids are only shallow in learning, so they are really ......" Although the chief eunuch who has been with His Majesty the Emperor for many years knows a lot of words, he can't read the meaning of what Wen Heqing wrote, so naturally there is a problem in the reading of sentences.

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was still frowning, but had no intention of punishing, the chief eunuch breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wen and Qing, you come to read. His Majesty the Emperor glanced at Wen Heqing, who was kneeling down, and motioned to the chief eunuch to hand him the manuscript and let him read it himself.

"The grass people obeyed. Wen Heqing, who took the original manuscript, took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and read aloud: "Chen Wen and Qing Yan ......"

The clear voice is in the main hall, loud and loud, three pieces of rice paper, sprinkled with a total of 400 words, not long to read it, but still evocative.

The listener is like walking in the sea of spring flowers, sitting opposite a wise old man, listening to the advice, and like swimming in the cool spring in summer, bowing a handful of spring water with a faint fragrance of flowers.

This is what the civil officials think in their hearts, but the military attachés don't think so. Although the article of He Dianmo in the heart sounds crepe, it is also human words, this one sounds ...... What else to listen to, I can't even understand how much I can't even listen to this article, what kind of fairy tale must be said, which is incomprehensible.

Of course, not every military attache gives the image of having developed limbs and a simple mind, and some military attachés who understand it nodded slightly, indicating that this article is indeed good.

When the words fell, His Majesty the Emperor on the dragon chair raised his head and asked, "Which Aiqing will tell me, how do you feel after listening to these two articles?"

Just when Yun Chenning thought that there would be silence again, the lower head began to whisper, and His Majesty the Emperor above didn't care, let them whisper, I don't know how long they discussed, finally a bold one stood up and said: "Your Majesty, with all due respect, these two articles are highly similar in content except for the different styles of writing, if they are not written by the same person, the minister thinks there is a suspicion of plagiarism." ”

His Majesty the Emperor nodded, "Yes, there is a suspicion of plagiarism, He Dianmo, can you admit it?" After finishing speaking, a pair of eyes stared at He Dianmo who was kneeling down.

He Dianmo, who had already scared out half of his soul, turned his head mechanically, staring at Wen Heqing who was standing in front of him with a pair of eyes, and the two of them at this moment, one seemed to be standing in the clouds, and the other was buried in the mud.

A few days ago, He Dianmo, because he tried to win Huiyuan, was praised by everyone to the sky, fluttering like the sky, so happy that even he thought that he really had extraordinary literary talent, so easily beat the students of all the people, all the way to this Fengliang Palace.

He wanted to go higher and farther, who would have thought that if he was not careful, he would fall down and break his head because of this incident, not to mention, and he would be despised in the future.

looked at Wen Heqing as if asking for help, hoping that he could help him for the sake of the two being friends in the past. But Wen Heqing, who was holding the original manuscript in his hand, was silent at the moment, indifferent like a fleshless machine.

Maybe they had talked about wine and talked about it, but after Ta Wen and Qing saw that article by the city gate, the only remaining friendship between the two was broken at that moment.

Asunder.

One is fame and fortune, and the other is conscience. It was the path he chose himself, and now that he has fallen to this point, he is just asking for it, and he can't complain about others.

Wen Youqing didn't dare to imagine that if he hadn't met the prince, Feng Jue and Yun Chenning, what could he have done with his own strength? If so, I'm afraid that he is the one who is kneeling on the hall today, and He Dianmo in front of him will point to the tip of his nose and say: "I treat you so well, why do you slander me for plagiarizing your article, it is obvious that you have bad intentions and are jealous that I won Huiyuan, so as to retaliate!"

At that time, he had no one to help, and he would definitely be as helpless as He Dianmo.

Wen Youqing closed his eyes and twisted his head to the other place, not pleading for him, nor falling into the ground.

He Dianmo, who was tugging at the corner of his clothes, let go of his hand, but still said: "The grass people should die, the grass people and Brother Wen used to be old friends, and there is no intention of plagiarism, it's just ...... It's just that when he looks at his well-behaved and beautiful writing, when he can try, the content of the article doesn't linger in his mind, so he ...... I couldn't help but write it......"

"Huh. Wen Youqing chuckled, "Then Your Majesty can have a good life to punish the pen that Brother He used when he tried it, if it wasn't for that pen, even if Brother He couldn't forget the article written by the grass people, how could he make the mistake of plagiarism?"