"Brother... Fang Xuanling is about to come up with the question, I asked Xiaodouzi to listen to the question! ”

After Li Chengqian's words were finished, Li Zhan nodded, then looked at Changsun Huan and Changsun Jun with a smile and said with a smile: "Let the sons of our eldest grandson family each write a poem, if the writing doesn't make sense, don't even think about sleeping tonight, copy the poetry book for me ten times." ”

"Ahh Li Zhan's words made Changsun Huan and Changsun Jun show bitter expressions, but they didn't dare to disobey, Li Zhan's ruthlessness was not something they could provoke.

Li Chengqian looked at the appearance of Changsun Huan and Changsun Jun and smiled, and then asked Xiaodouzi to listen to the question, and as soon as the topic came out, Li Chengqian handed over a good poem he got from Li Anyan and wrote the name of his eldest brother.

This Li Anyan is right, he wants to increase his eldest brother's morale, but what Li Chengqian didn't expect was that Li Anyan was cheating on his eldest brother.

Just between the words.

Xiaodouzi ran over with a smoke, and said breathlessly: "Childe, the topic is out, autumn...!" ”

After Xiaodouzi finished speaking, Li Chengqian's eyes lit up, and he was really blinded by Li Anyan, the topic was really autumn, and then Li Chengqian was overjoyed, and then nodded slightly.

Li Zhan looked at Changsun Huan and Changsun Jun at this time and said: "You also write for me, write it out and hand it to me, if those people say that what you write is not good, they will give me all night tonight." ”

"Yes...!" Changsun Huan and Changsun Jun wanted to cry without tears, but the two of them absolutely did not dare to resist, Li Zhan's ruthlessness was well-known.

Soon... Qu Jiang, who was originally full of the sound of silk and bamboo, suddenly quieted down, and the talents all shook their heads and wrote hard, and about a quarter of an hour later, Fang Xuanling rang the bell.

It was the sound of the poem when the time came, and Du He heard the bell and immediately said, "Okay... When the bell rings, don't even write it, hurry up and write the poem with your name and hand it over, if it's too late, it won't work. ”

At the urging of Du He, everyone handed the poems to Xiaodouzi and asked Xiaodouzi to send them over.

The poems of the two brothers, Changsun Huan and Changsun Jun, were also handed over, but what Li Zhan didn't expect was that Li Chengqian caused Li Zhan a big trouble with a wicked smile.

A poem with Li Zhan's name was handed over.

Don't say it, this poem with Li Zhan's name written about autumn is not ordinary, this poem about autumn is the handwriting of a scholar surnamed Liu in the Qujiang Society, this guy was dedicated to the Li family, and it happened to be used by Li Xuan.

Time passed minute by minute, and the poems were originally very smooth, and the prime ministers of the dynasty looked at the poems in their hands, all of them were in a good mood, but at this time, Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng shouted hello together.

After Fang Xuanling heard Wei Zheng shouting, he asked with a smile, "Xuancheng... I just applauded, did you encounter any good poems? ”

Wei Zheng laughed: "Brother Xuanling should be the same, or we will have our own views." ”

"Good...!" Fang Xuanling smiled slightly, and then handed the poems in his hands to Wei Zheng's hands, and Wei Zheng also handed the poems in his hands to Fang Xuanling's hands.

It's just that after the two of them read the poems in the hands of others, their faces immediately changed.

Why... Because the poems in the hands of the two are exactly the same, but the signatures are different, one is signed by Liu Yiren and the other is signed by Li Zhan.

In an instant, the two glanced at each other, and they already had a plan in their hearts, this is someone plagiarizing, you must know that plagiarism has existed since ancient times, and in the Tang Dynasty, plagiarism or plagiarism has already been divided into degrees, and Shi Jiaoran in the Tang Dynasty divided "stealing" poems into three types: stealing, stealing, and stealing.

"Stealing is the most obtuse thief", taking other people's writings word for word and naming them with their own names is the most stupid and hateful; "Secondly, stealing, although the matter can be reckless, the situation is unforgivable"; "Secondly, stealing the momentum, only ingenuity, if there is no trace", the last kind of plagiarism is to integrate the original work, and there is another creation, and there is no trace of plagiarism. In this regard, Shi Jiaoran does not seem to have the intention of accusing, it is about plagiarism, which is actually a reference.

So you can clearly know that Datang at this time has divided the levels of plagiarism, which can also show that Datang actually hates plagiarism.

After Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng glanced at each other, they heard Fang Xuanling ask: "May I ask the sergeant in the audience, Li Zhan and Liu Yiren are here...!" ”

As soon as Liu Yiren heard his name, he immediately rushed over from outside, bowed to Fang Xuanling on the stage and said, "Fang Xianggong, adults, the student is Liu Yiren." ”

"You are Liu Yiren, what about Li Zhan?" Wei Zheng looked at Liu Yiren and asked,

"Li Zhan... The student does not know. Liu Yiren's small eyes rolled and replied.

At this moment, suddenly a scholar stood up and said, "Li Zhan is not far away, the student knows where it is, so you can call the adult." ”

"Good...!" Fang Xuanling nodded and said, "Follow him to invite Li Zhan." ”

After a while... I saw that this gentleman came to Li Zhan's side with a messenger, and after the messenger came, he first bowed down and said, "May I ask who Li Zhan is, the minister of the house is invited." ”

"What... Fang Xuanling, please me? Li Zhan's brows furrowed slightly.

However, Li Chengqian smiled at the corner of his mouth at this time and said with a grin: "Big brother... Hurry up, I think the poems you wrote were taken by Lord Fang. ”

"The poems I wrote?" Li Zhan was stunned again.

Then I saw Li Chengqian whispering in Li Zhan's ear, telling Li Zhan about the poem he sent to Li Zhan, and told Li Zhan with a smile that Fang Xuanling should have read the poem well, and specially invited Li Zhan to talk about it.

Li Chengqian asked Li Zhan to hurry up, because this was the time to increase his morale.

Li Zhan was a little speechless, but how could Li Zhan blame what his younger brother had done for him, so he had to stand up and follow the messenger towards the Qujiang meeting venue.

Li Chengqian also walked behind with a smile, but in order to hide his identity as the prince, Li Chengqian walked in the middle of a group of people, and Li Chengqian still thought that he had done something to help his eldest brother at this time.

Because of his literary temperament, he can improve his status as his eldest brother, but who knows, when Li Zhan came to the center of the Qujiang Club, Fang Xuanling looked at Li Zhan and asked, "You are Li Zhan." ”

Li Zhan bowed: "I am Li Zhan." ”

"Qiu Yisi... Did you write it? ”

After Fang Xuanling's words were asked, Li Zhan could only say, "Yes...!" Because it was Li Chengqian's kindness, Li Zhan did not refuse.

But what Li Zhan didn't expect was that just after he said yes, suddenly, a scholar next to him shouted with a big change in his face: "No... Fang Xianggong, this Qiu Yisi was written by a student, how could it be written by this person, absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible. ”

"What...?" Li Zhan was also stunned for a moment at this time, looking at the scholar opposite, Li Zhan asked in surprise: "You wrote the same poems as me?" ”

At this time, a sense of crisis suddenly flashed in Li Zhan's mind, and he seemed to know that his stupid brother Li Chengqian might have fallen into someone else's trap this time.

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