Huai Qingsheng pulled her aside, and Nanqiang looked at the group of Taoist priests and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Yes, this group of stinky Taoist priests all know her identity, and if she rushes forward recklessly now, it will also be a scourge.

Nan Qiang patted his clothes, his brows tightened, and looked at Huaiqing: "What you said makes sense." ”

After the group of Taoist priests walked away, Nanqiang sneaked out of the corner.

"Good! Good! ”

Nanqiang followed the prestige for a while, and people coaxed under the ring, and Nanqiang jumped up on tiptoe to take a look.

"Why is it so lively?"

Huaiqing stretched his neck and glanced at it: "Wenren Zhongshu, I didn't expect her to come to today's ring match." ”

"Wen Ren Zhongshu?" After hearing the name, Nanqiang opened his legs and rushed into the crowd.

Huaiqing followed, and Nanqiang burrowed into the crowd. When I looked up, I saw Dr. Wenren Zhongshu's pale blue skirt, the green silk was pulled up, and the side of the bun was pasted with flowers, and the temperament was elegant and plain.

Standing in the ring was a man dressed in white, a man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face, and a pair of eyes looking up and down on Wenren Zhongshu.

"I should be a talented girl in the capital, but I am just a thief who deceives the world and steals my name!"

As soon as Nanqiang pulled out the crowd and stood under the ring, he heard the man in white pointing at Wenren Zhongshu and scolding with shame and anger on his face.

Nanqiang raised his eyelids and looked at Wenren Zhongshu, who was standing in place with an unchanged face, and Huaiqing squeezed to Nanqiang's side.

The people around him coaxed: "This person can't afford to lose." ”

"yes, what nonsense?"

"Where's the hairy boy?"

The man in white in the ring suddenly turned around and raised his voice to the people under the ring: "She heard that people were Zhongshu and stole other people's poems to pile up her reputation, isn't this deception and stealing her reputation?" ”

Hearing this, Zhongshu's face did not change: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately." You say that I have stolen other people's verses to build up my own reputation, and I am stealing whose verses. ”

The man in white solemnly flicked his wide sleeves: "Thieves are naturally my verses." Yesterday you invited me to the building for a gathering, saying that you had read my poems, and felt that you felt the emotions I expressed, and asked me why I used such an allusion, I thought I had met a confidant, and today it seems that it is just your ploy.

In order to talk about the reasons for the poetry, and openly take the poems of others for his own use in public, so that Tian is shameless and insulting! ”

The man in white said impassionedly, and when he heard it, Zhongshu's face did not change at all.

The people below lowered their heads and discussed, and when they heard that Zhongshu would say indifferently: "Tian is shameless, insulting Swen, these eight words are to scold yourself, the Confucian students in the world have scum like you, and regret the will of the saint." ”

Wenren Zhongshu looked at the man in white with sharp eyes. Nanqiang saw the man in white with a blank gaze.

Wenren Zhongshu's words were neither arguing nor explaining the reason, and the man in white never expected Wenren Zhongshu to react like this.

Before he came, he had already been able to say all the justifications of Wenren Zhongshu.

The man in white saw that Wenren Zhongshu turned around and was about to leave, so he pointed at Wenren Zhongshu and scolded: "What, do you dare to admit it?" Forced, I look at your poems, I'm afraid they are all plagiarized by others, what a talented woman, just like a person like you who deceives the world and steals fame, sooner or later, people in the world will know the true face of people like you. ”

Nanqiang saw that Zhong Shu ignored the man in white, and the more the people below spoke, the darker and darker they became, and their words were unbearable.

Nanqiang jumped into the ring and pulled back Wenren Zhongshu: "You are in such a hurry to leave, are you afraid that this son will tell the truth?" ”

Wenren Zhongshu and Nanqiang looked at each other, and Wenren Zhongshu frowned with a hint of strangeness.

Wenren Zhongshu put aside Nan Qiang's hand: "Sit up straight, I don't have anything to be afraid of, I just don't want to be entangled with this kind of villain." ”

The man in white's face was blue and red, and Nanqiang stood in the middle and looked at the man in white.

"You say no, no, no? How can this kind of thing be seen with a mouth clearly explained. Since you are not afraid of shadows in Shenzhen, then you have a good confrontation with this son. ”

Nan Qiang crossed his hands to see the excitement, and Nan Yu, who was sitting on the edge of the ring, looked at Nan Qiang with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a smile.

Nanqiang looked at the people below: "The rights and wrongs of this matter must be explained clearly, everyone says whether it is or not." ”

The people below drank one after another, and they were supposed to come to see the excitement today.

Nanqiang turned his head sideways and looked at the man in white: "This little brother, I also think what you said is very right." If you hear that Zhongshu steals your verses, then you are not too aggrieved. This is a past that cannot be left unclear.

This is if you don't settle the accounts today, after tomorrow, you will be a little scholar with no name, and she is a famous talented woman in the capital.

At that time, it will be difficult for you to seek justice, if you have any grievances and any evidence, just say it, and today the people below me will uphold justice for you. ”

Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang from the bottom with a serious face, talking nonsense.

When the man in white heard this, he looked at Nanqiang and stopped talking.

Nanqiang patted the man in white on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, if it really doesn't work, let's go to the official, real gold is not afraid of fire, black can't become white." ”

Nanqiang paused: "Let's take advantage of it, don't say it, I think you deliberately framed her." ”

The man in white clenched the white fan in his hand and looked excited: "I didn't slander her, why should I slander her for no reason?" ”

Wenren Zhongshu walked a few steps forward and said: "You didn't slander, could it be that I slandered you." It's not good to be a reader, it's good to read books and talk about Taoism and cultivate your mind, but you are blinded by ghosts and do some things that lack morality, I am ashamed of you for the world's readers. ”

The man in white turned pale, Nan Qiang didn't expect that this Wen Ren Zhongshu's kung fu was so powerful.

On weekdays, she is soft and weak, and she is really an extraordinary woman who should not be underestimated.

Nanqiang blocked Wenren Zhongshu: "You still want to bully the weak with the strong." ”

The man in white hid behind Nan Qiang, and Nan Qiang turned his head: "How did she invite you to drink and talk about poetry in the tower, and how she stole your poems, you can tell them all." ”

The man in white pondered for a moment: "Yesterday, when I was studying in Caolu, someone said that when I heard that Zhongshu invited me to the mansion for a gathering, I admired her literary talent a lot on weekdays, so I happily went.

After I arrived, she talked to me about the poems, the poems of Mr. Gu, and the collection of notes and poems left by Mr. Song.

After talking for about half an hour, she advocated that she should talk about poetry, and I thought it was a great blessing for me at the time, so I didn't refuse.

At that time, when I talked about the allusion to the crane tower, I was moved and immediately wrote a poem, and he also praised my literary talent.

When I went back in the evening, I was still secretly glad that I was able to become a confidant with a talented girl in Kyoto, and I had no regrets in my life.

Just now I came up, and the verses she read, I was really shocked by the difference, and I was heartbroken.

Most people think and think about the verses as if they were their own children, how can they be stolen by others! What is the difference between this and a robber who kills and sets fires?!! ”