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Under the suspicious gaze of everyone, Meng Anren broke out in a cold sweat on the soles of his feet, his face turned from red to white and then blue, he originally asked his wife to write this poem, and where could he pull out so many twists and turns at a while. Yan Sheng's confident appearance of talking and laughing has caused him great pressure. If it weren't for the fact that he was in full view, Meng Anren really wanted to faint.

His silence and abnormality attracted everyone's pointing, especially those young scholars, who seemed to have substituted themselves into the role of Yan Sheng, glaring angrily at Meng Anren. In the era of inaccessible information, everyone attaches more importance to personal literary talents, and if someone uses means to try to hide from the world, they will only be laughed at once it is revealed. If Yan Sheng hadn't come to the poetry meeting today, wouldn't his poems have been stolen by Meng Anren in vain.

And several elders have rated Yan Sheng as the leader today, and Meng Anren stole other people's poems, and his behavior is really bad.

"Xu is a coincidence, and Meng is blamed for being opportunistic, and he stole the words and phrases he got by chance for his own use. It's all Xiaosheng's fault, and I ask Brother Yan for forgiveness, and please forgive everyone present. ”

After weighing the pros and cons, Meng Anren in a panic found the solution that was most beneficial to him so far, that is, to admit his mistakes frankly. After all, this is just a poetry meeting, not a imperial examination, if he continues to carry it with a tough attitude, I am afraid it will cause public anger. Meng Anren buried his head very low when he saluted, eager to burrow into the cracks in the ground.

Feng Sanniang looked at his wolf appearance, smiled in her heart, but pretended to be surprised and said: "Brother Meng is too worried, it's just that Xiaosheng likes to make axes in the class, and he takes half a word to meet friends everywhere with words." You and I are both readers, so it's better to have a drink together and laugh it off. ”

She said boldly, picked up the wine glass and handed it to Meng Anren, which made the rest of the literati feel good. Meng Anren was ashamed and indignant, so he had to take the wine glass and drink it all, and the sneering eyes around him overshadowed him one after another, making him unable to bear it. At this point, staying any longer is undoubtedly self-inflicted, Meng Anren found an excuse to leave. After he left, the slightly vague accusation was suddenly put on the table, and the talent who was praised by everyone at the beginning turned into a person who sold his reputation and plagiarized, and Meng Anren's reputation for hard work was ruined all of a sudden.

The prince of Luling took in the full view of the qiē, stroked the jade wrench on his thumb, and showed a thoughtful expression. Perhaps, this is an opportunity for him, Fan Shiniang is as bright and moving as she is, and she is only worthy of a little scribe who is really tyrannical. Such a wonderful person must be a little interesting to receive it.

Halfway through the banquet, Meng Anren left the table in a hurry, and it wasn't until he left the garden gate that his hot cheeks calmed down a little. Meng Anren hurriedly got into the carriage, clenched his hands into fists, and complained about Fan Shiniang in his heart. Why did the poems that she got in advance from her hand be the handwriting of others, Meng Anren even gave birth to a conspiracy theory, that Yan Shengsheng is handsome and lovely, could it be Fan Shiniang's good friend when she lived in the mountain nunnery.

Thinking that Fan Shiniang might have cuckolded him, Meng Anren was enthusiastic, and for a while he was even more angry than when he was at the banquet.

Fan Shi Niang was drying herbs in the courtyard, and Meng Anren, who was supposed to be at the banquet, went straight to the backyard angrily, and then said with a little anger: "Shi Niang, what is going on!" ”

He roared, causing the whole house to be stunned for a moment, and Meng Anren saw the surprised gaze of his subordinates, and suddenly remembered that he was ridiculed and ridiculed at the banquet today. He didn't want to open the disgrace in front of his subordinates, so he angrily ordered: "All go down, you are not allowed to come out without my order." ”

Meng Anren, who has always paid attention to image, blushed and had a rough neck like an enraged rooster, Gu Xiaoxiao wiped his hands slowly, and guessed that it should be Feng Sanniang's plan that had been successful. She frowned slightly, raised her voice slightly, and asked, "Master, what's wrong, where did the anger come from?" If you encounter something bad, you might as well talk to your concubine. ”

If you want to say how Meng Anren is lustful, he has already imagined it on the way home, and after seeing Fan Shiniang, he will give her a slap in the face first, so that she knows the severity. But now looking at her bright and incomprehensible face, she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, and her anger was like being pricked by a needle, and she ran out with a sting.

But today, in front of his colleagues, he lost face, and Meng Anren was not so confused that he let go lightly at the moment of beauty, he stared at Gu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and said fraudulently: "What is the relationship between you and Yan Sheng, why do the poems you give completely coincide with the poems written by others?" ”

In the face of Meng Anren's attack, Gu Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry, and threw out the words that had been prepared for a long time: "Who is Yan Sheng?" The concubine couldn't understand the husband's words. Could it be that there is a problem with those poems, it is all because the concubine is physically and mentally lucky, and she accidentally got a few manuscripts of poems in the nunnery, and she likes it too much, so she gave it to the master. The concubine really didn't expect that the author of the manuscript would also participate in the poetry meeting. “

When Gu Xiaoxiao spoke, she deliberately bit her lower lip and made a look of regret and anxiety, her eyes were shining, she was obviously a woman, but she had a girlish sense of shyness. Seeing her like this, Meng Anren loved and hated her, and finally could only sigh: "If I hadn't been opportunistic, I wouldn't have suffered this shame." Eleven Niang, just after this incident, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the husband to take another step up on the road to the official career, and you will have to take more care in the future. ”

Meng Anren didn't get angry, when he came back, it was still cloudy, and it rained and sunny in less than half an hour, which greatly surprised Gu Xiaoxiao's expectations, and he wondered if he had changed his sex. But then, Meng Anren's irrepressible emotion made Gu Xiaoxiao understand that he was not angry, but that the small head controlled the big head. Fortunately, Gu Xiaoxiao was in the middle of the month, and directly pushed Meng Anren's request for pleasure.

This is just Gu Xiaoxiao's first step plan, how Meng Anren got ahead with the help of Fan Shiyi Niang, she planned to pull him down step by step. Gu Xiaoxiao originally thought that after the matter of the poetry meeting was over, Feng Sanniang would come back, but who knew that she waited from dusk to dawn, and did not wait for Feng Sanniang's trace.

The sense of uneasiness spread in Gu Xiaoxiao's heart, and it was not until the third day that Feng Sanniang reappeared, but fortunately, she was not injured this time. But the news brought by Feng Sanniang was not so pleasant, Gu Xiaoxiao learned from her mouth that Xiong Tu and Xiong Ying were seriously injured in the fight with Lin Zhonghe last time, and now their cultivation has plummeted. And the crane in the demon forest, but he didn't know what evil method to use, and his cultivation was extremely fast. R1152