Chapter 330: Calculation

As soon as Dean Yin's words came out, there was an uproar all around, and many people felt that Dean Yin was talking nonsense with his eyes open, but he was afraid of Dean Yin's identity, and everyone didn't dare to speak out. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info?? w?wwļ¼Ž

Qi Ning was stunned for a moment, but he was a little surprised in his heart, secretly wondering how this old guy knew that this poem was not written by himself?

He knew that this era was completely different from the era he was familiar with, and that there was no such thing as the present era in the historical era he knew.

In this way, the two poems that I just took out of my mind would of course not exist, otherwise, with the knowledge of so many readers present, if these two poems had appeared before, they would have been discovered immediately, and it would be impossible for several judges on the judges' bench to be so impressed.

Whether it is Zhuo Qingyang or Yuan Ning'an, as well as Chen Xichang and others, they are all well-educated people who have learned from the past and the present at the World Expo, and even these people are not aware of it, which can only show that these poems do not exist.

However, Dean Yin of this Qionglu Academy suddenly said something shocking, Qi Ning was startled at first, but instantly understood a little and calmed down.

Zhuo Qingyang's lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound after all, Chen Xi often admired these two poems very much, and when he heard Dean Yin say this, he frowned and said, "Dean Yin, do you know what you're talking about?" ā€

Dean Yin said solemnly: "Mr. Chen, thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow, this poem has appeared many years ago, but it has not been included. ā€

"It's been there for a long time?" Yuan Ning'an also frowned and said: "The old man has read thousands of volumes, but he has never seen this poem. Fusu looked at Dean Yin and asked, "Yin Shiqi, you said you had seen it, which book did it come from?" ā€

Dean Yin looked at the Dean of Yunshan Academy, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "This poem was written by Dean Xiao Moxiao of Yunshan Academy. ā€

As soon as these words came out, many eyes were on Xiao Mo of Yunshan Academy.

Xiao Mo's brows tightened, but his expression was quite calm, stroking his beard, Chen Xichang frowned and asked, "Dean Xiao, Dean Yin's words, can you hear them?" ā€

Xiao Mo slowly stood up, coughed twice, and then arched his hand: "Yes, this poem made by the little marquis is indeed written when the old man traveled in Xiangyang a few years ago. ā€

Qi Ning felt a chill in his heart at this time.

Xiao Mo was not ashamed, everyone present looked at Qi Ning's eyes at this time, and they became a little strange, Qi Ning wanted to laugh in his heart, but the atmosphere on the field at this time was difficult to laugh.

Yin Shiqi of Qionglu Academy and Xiao Mo of Yunshan Academy, this is not an ordinary person, but the two deans of the eight major academies in the capital, the words of these two people are of course extremely weighty in the hearts of scholars, and with the status of these two people in the literary world, if any one of them speaks, I am afraid that it will make people suspicious of Qi Ning, not to mention that the two of them have a tacit understanding to answer.

At least in the eyes of everyone, Qi Ning's poems have just come out, and it is impossible for Yin Shiqi and Xiao Mo to have any prior discussion when they ask and answer, so many people are already convinced.

The female students of Qionglin Academy have all changed color.

Of course, they know that if what Yin Shiqi and Xiao Mo said is true, for Qi Ning, the consequences will be really unimaginable, even if Qi Ning made up a laugh before, and broke the ancient situation, and made two ** shows in a row, but once he plagiarizes other people's poems, once it is confirmed, not to mention that he will be notorious in the world from now on, and he will not even be able to stay in the imperial court, this marquis of brocade may not be able to keep it.

Qionglin Academy will definitely lose its reputation because of Qi Ning's appearance, although Zhuo Qingyang is a generation of great Confucians who are famous all over the world, but it will inevitably be affected, and it is impossible to keep Qionglin Academy.

Yuan Ning'an's expression was solemn, and he frowned: "Xiao Mo, you said that this poem was written by you a few years ago?" Then why hasn't it been dispersed? ā€

"Back to the old man, a few of us were drinking and laughing that day, and we happened to see an old man fishing in winter, and I immediately felt it." Xiao Mo said loudly: "I wrote a poem on the spot, and it is this cold river and snow ......!" He glanced at Yin Shiqi and stroked his beard and said, "The name of this cold Jiangxue is still a gift from Shiqi's old friend." ā€

Yin Shiqi immediately said: "That's true, in addition to me, there are people who testify, if the boss doesn't believe it, we can find them and confront them." In fact, I also wanted to include this poem in the book at that time, but Dean Xiao was indifferent to fame and fortune and did not agree, so I ......! ā€

"In this case, you are just empty words, and there is no evidence?" Simon finally said without hatred.

Xiao Mo smiled indifferently and said, "If the gods want evidence, we can only find witnesses, but this poem was made out of interest, how can we come up with evidence?" But our old faces are still worth some money, and if you don't believe it, we have nothing to say. ā€

Xue Danqing, the dean of Longchi Academy, had not said anything, but at this time he suddenly said: "Everyone, Xue thinks that since Dean Xiao and Dean Yin said so, there should be no falsehood. Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, you try to imagine, such verses, in the capital can not be seen, if not travel the landscape, see a lot, how can you have such a mind? Glancing at Qi Ning, he said lightly: "As far as the old man knows, before the little marquis inherited the title, he had always lived in Beijing, and almost never left Beijing, what is the reason, in fact...... Everyone knows in their hearts that they won't say much about old decay. ā€

Everyone immediately thought that the prince of Jinyi has always been famous, and he is called a fool in Jinyi, dull, and the Marquis of Jinyi has always been raised in the Hou Mansion in order to take care of this dull-brained prince, and he has almost never left the capital, as Xue Danqing said, if a person has not seen the great mountains and rivers and made a car behind closed doors, it is impossible to write such a bold verse.

Xiao Mo and Yin Shiqi sang and harmonized, and at this time, Xue Danqing stood up to support, and most of the people present had already believed that Qi Ning had plagiarized the poems, and their eyes were a little strange and disgusted when they looked at him.

A very small number of people looked at Qi Ning with a look of pity.

Qi Ning cracked the ancient situation that the eight academies could not crack, which is somewhat admirable, and a few people still feel that Qi Ning is outstanding in learning, but they feel that Qi Ning may be young and vigorous, and his vanity is too strong, so he plagiarized a poem that is not known to everyone.

They knew that once Qi Ning could not come up with strong evidence, the plagiarism of poetry would come true, and the young little marquis would be ruined.

"Little Marquis, I don't know if I can teach you, where did you get this poem?" Xiao Mo took a deep breath, as if he felt that the overall situation had been decided, and his tone was slight: "Young people can make mistakes, but they can change their mistakes, and they are very good, as long as the little marquis apologizes in public, everyone doesn't have to worry too much about this matter." ā€

At this moment, everyone heard applause.

But I only saw Qi Ning smiling, patting his palms, and everyone looked at each other, thinking that this young man really didn't know the severity, and he could still laugh at this time.

Qi Ning turned around, looked at the female students of Qionglin Academy behind him, and asked with a smile, "Do you also think that I am plagiarizing poetry?" ā€

The women looked at each other, but Xiao Yao looked firm, shook her head and said, "Sir, they are wronging you, you ..... You're not that kind of person. ā€

"Yes, sir, no..... Not that kind of person, they do it on purpose. Qin Yi bit her lip, and also supported Qi Ning, but her voice was not high, not as firm as Xiao Yao.

Qi Ning laughed, flicked the hem of his shirt, walked to the field, stared at Xue Danqing, and said: "Dean Xue said that I haven't traveled to famous mountains and rivers and I don't have enough knowledge, so I can't write such poems, and I really don't agree with this." It's really a literary dao, you have studied poetry for most of your life, haven't you still figured out that sometimes writing poetry and lyrics is to pay attention to genius, otherwise reading poetry and books in the place is almost the same, why are the articles written are high and low? ā€

Everyone in the Eight Great Academies immediately frowned, and Yin Shiqi said in a deep voice: "Little Marquis, today's paper, regardless of identity, although you are a Jinyi candidate, but today's Jinghua Book Club must follow the rules of the Book Club, no matter what your identity is, if you break the rules, we will never back down." ā€

"A few old people who rely on the old and sell the old are just decrepit." Qi Ning put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Poetry is nothing more than a tool for cultivating sentiment for me, even if I haven't experienced many things, it can't stop geniuses from transforming these things into poetry." If you say that I plagiarize poetry, you might as well ask yourself if I am worthy of the books of the sages I read. ā€

When he said this in front of everyone, it was really unceremonious, and many people were even more disgusted, thinking that this brocade was really arrogant, plagiarizing poetry, and at this time, he dared to make a big statement in public and slander his predecessors.

"In this way, the little marquis wants to say that you yourself are this genius?" Xiao Mo asked lightly: "Could it be that the little marquis can easily bring poems like Fang Cai?" ā€

Qi Ning sneered and said, "You're right, at least I'm writing poems and lyrics, I'm not under any of you." His voice raised suddenly, and he said loudly: "Xiao Yao, hold the pen, write poetry!" ā€

Over there in Qionglin Academy, Xiao Yao was startled at first when she heard Qi Ning's shout, but she was only stunned for a moment, and immediately went over, fell to the shore, and picked up the brush.

Qi Ning glanced at Xiao Yao and said, "I read, you write, how much I read, how much you write, I don't stop, you don't stop." ā€

Xiao Yao nodded slightly, but the hand holding the pen was unusually firm.

The literati in the four places were stunned for a while, not knowing what the hell Qi Ning was going to do.

Qi Ning put his hands behind his back, tilted his neck slightly, half-squinted his eyes, and there was a dead silence in all directions, only for a moment, Qi Ning finally glanced at Xiao Mo and said loudly: "The mountains are far away at dusk, and the sky is cold and the white house is poor." Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night! ā€

Xiao Yao prepared early, and her hands did not stop.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. ā€

"The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August, and suddenly it was like a night of spring breeze, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed....... Hanhai is dry and icy, and the gloomy clouds are bleak and ....... thousands of miles condensed! ā€

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. The BMW carved car is full of incense, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and the fish and dragon dance all night...... The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim! ā€

ā€œ...... This situation can be recalled, but it was ...... at the time! ā€

In the face of the calculations of Xiao Mo and others in the Eight Great Academies, Qi Ning finally broke out, he had not thought of using this method to spew out the poems he had memorized in his head, but in the face of the toothlessness and filth of a few old guys, those enduring words, like a rushing torrent, poured out of his lips.

Lao Tzu is plagiarizing, but he wants to leave you with nothing to say.