The Nine Emperors' face twitched, but it didn't look like an angry expression, how to say it?! It was the feeling of wanting to laugh but holding back, a very strange expression.

"Good, good, it's a rare good poem, and it should be revealed. ”

After Wang Yan, who was next to the Nine Emperor Princes, heard him say this, he conjured up a large jar of wine out of nowhere, quickly poured out the tea in the cup of the Nine Emperor Princes, patted off the lid, poured out a stream of clear and transparent liquor, and after a while, filled the cup and put it in front of the Nine Emperor Princes.

The Nine Emperor Princes picked it up and drank it all, and when he put down the wine glass, his face had returned to normal, and he didn't mind at all.

After everyone saw that the Nine Emperor Princes were gone, they also cheered, and the sound was covered by waves, quite the momentum of a concert, the Tang Dynasty paid equal attention to civil and military, and people with good literary talents were just like the stars before Li Yi's crossing, very popular.

There were also people in the crowd who were so lively, shouting loudly: "Miss Qu, this poem is so good, you can always get the mysterious reward, quickly take out the prize and let everyone open their eyes." ”

Qu Yun smiled slightly, didn't pay attention to the man, but asked Li Yi, "I don't know the surname of Gongzi?"

Childe was originally a term for the son of a family, but now it has gradually evolved into a term for young men.

The corners of Li Yi's lips raised slightly, "My surname is Li, my name is Li Yi, and I am a disciple of the fourth generation of Pure Yang Vision." "It was so loud that the whole audience could hear it.

Such a good opportunity to brush up on prestige, of course, can't be let go, Li Yi promoted himself and also brought the pure yang concept on it, which played a very good advertising effect.

A few steps behind Li Yi, several Qixiu disciples who had just performed with Qu Yun were standing together, chattering and discussing something, the voice was not very loud, but Li Yi could just hear it.

"Senior Sister Chu, I thought that the Taoist priests of the Pure Yang Temple only sat on the futon and recited the Taoist scriptures, but I didn't expect that there were still people who could make such amazing poems. "Senior Sister Chu is the woman who played the guzheng just now.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect it, I remember when Senior Sister Chu got started, didn't she say that she wanted to marry a first-class talent in the world, I think Li Yi is a good person, tall and handsome, talented, and famous, it is a good match for Senior Sister Chu." Another girl with an oil-paper umbrella quipped.

Senior Sister Chu ignored them, and just looked at Li Yi with sparkling eyes, as if she was really thinking about marriage.

Li Yi was looked at by Senior Sister Chu's eyes, although Li Yi was a student in the city's key middle school before the crossing, but his appearance was mediocre, so naturally there was no attention from girls, this kind of battle could be described as a big girl for him - the first time.

Li Yi felt that his heart was beating very fast, "knock", "knock" as if he was about to jump out of his chest, and his palms began to sweat.

Just when Li Yi was at a loss, Qu Yun relieved him, "You have grown so big, and you are so ashamed, go down quickly." ”

Senior Sister Chu and the others laughed and retreated, and when they walked to Li Yi's side, Senior Sister Chu deliberately took a step slow, and said softly to Li Yi: "Li Gongzi, don't listen to their nonsense, they are just joking, my name is Chu Yun, I hope that I can see Li Gongzi in the secret realm of Liangshan this time." After saying that, she hurried to follow her little sisters, and walked away with a blushing face.

Chu Yun, isn't it the disciple who entered the secret realm of Liangshan circled by Qixiufang, Li Yi, who had regained his composure, looked at Chu Yun's back and thought thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking, is it interesting to Chu Yun of my family, huh?" Qu Yun also saw the scene just now, blinked his eyes, and looked at Li Yi narrowly.

Li Yi really didn't know how to answer this kind of joke, and he squeaked and whispered, and Chu Jiang was in a hurry for him.

Qu Yun saw that Li Yi's face turned red again, and knew that it was not good to tease him any longer, so he hurriedly talked about the matter, and said: "I like this poem very much to the sisters in my workshop, I wonder if Gongzi Li can write it down and give it to me Qixiufang?"

In fact, Qu Yun herself wanted it very much, but it didn't seem good to ask for it in her own name, so she played the brand of the sect.

When Li Yi was ten years old, he practiced calligraphy for three years under the persecution of his grandfather, and after his grandfather's death, this habit of practicing calligraphy has been maintained, no matter how heavy the daily learning task is, he will spare an hour to practice calligraphy, and before Li Yi crosses, he has been practicing for eight years.

So Li Yi's calligraphy is very good, since it is good, there is no need to hide it.

Li Yi nodded without hesitation and agreed.

Qu Yun was overjoyed, clapped his hands, and immediately someone sent a table, a chair, paper, pen and ink, and looked at the posture to ask Li Yi to write on the spot.

The table is a mahogany table, the chair is a green jade chair, the paper is a good rice paper, the pen is a Yanghao pen, the ink is the stone dragon ink produced by the Zhao family in Yangzhou, although the Yangzhou Zhao family is only a medium family, but there is an ink dragon pool in the heavy place of the clan, the ink produced in it is of high quality, it is one of the royal tributes, and the annual output is only about fifty copies.

Li Yi sat on the green jade chair, felt a cool air spread throughout his body, and felt a lot of energy, picked up the Yanghao pen, and began to write with Shi Longmo.

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun clan, and a sword dance moved the Quartet ....... Between the strokes, there is a sharp momentum, the font is crisp and beautiful, the bones are strong, the structure is rigorous, revealing a calligraphy style, so that Qu Yun who watched on the side was very surprised.

Just when the scene was harmonious, a discordant voice appeared.

"Nine Emperor Princes, poetry is an elegant event in the literary world and a major event of the country, if someone cheats in this Shuiyunfang meeting, what should I do?" The person who asked this was a young man, and next to him sat a man dressed in the costume of the Changge Gate, who seemed to be the companion of the questioner.

"If there is such a thing, it will not be spared. The Nine Emperor Princes said.

"That's good. The young man looked at Li Yi: "I am Tang Wenhua of Luochuan Academy, and I think this poem made by Li Yi is plagiarized from our dean." ”

As soon as Tang Wenhua's words came out, it was like a shock, causing everyone present to be shocked, and Fang Qingya and Xuanxu Monk were no exception.

Plagiarism is a considerable crime, once Li Yi is defined as plagiarism, he will immediately be spurned by the whole world, and the court will also punish him.

Li Yi, who was writing the fourth sentence, was also stunned, and thousands of grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart, what was going on with this Tang Wenhua, he didn't offend him.

"Young people, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Fang Qingya, who came back to his senses, said, and a pair of eyes swept towards Tang Wenhua with a powerful momentum.

Tang Wenhua was stabbed by Fang Qingya's eyes, and unconsciously took two steps back, seeing that he was about to fall, but fortunately, Yang Xuan next to him was quick and helped him up, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

Tang Wenhua didn't dare to talk back to Fang Qingya, so he had to look at Li Yi viciously, spit on the ground, and said, "Li Yi, do you dare to confront me?"

Li Yi's expression was solemn, he put down the Yanghao pen in his hand, and said, "Why don't you dare?"

Tang Wenhua glanced at Li Yi contemptuously, and said in a condescending tone: "Li Yi, you and I are studying in Luochuan Academy together, you don't think about the virtue of the dean's education, how can you plagiarize the dean's poems, it's really shameless." This is true, as if it were true.

Li Yi laughed at his tone, and asked rhetorically: "Oh, you said that if I copy it, I will copy it?" You'd better come up with some evidence, otherwise I, Li Yi, am not so easy to slander." After speaking, he glanced in the direction of the Pure Yang Temple, and the meaning was self-evident.

Tang Wenhua smiled, didn't care about Li Yi's threat at all, pointed at Li Yi and said: "First point, I have been a classmate with you for three years, and I have never seen you have a talent in poetry and literature, which can be proved by Zhao Yan, the son of the head of the Zhao family." ”

Zhao Yan, who was sitting with his father, saw Tang Wenhua call his name, regardless of his father's stop, stood up, and confirmed that what Tang Wenhua said was true, Zhao Yan, as the son-in-law of the head of the Zhao family in Yangzhou, still spoke with a bit of weight, and some people began to believe what Tang Wenhua said.

After Tang Wenhua saw Zhao Yan come out to testify, he arched his hand to express his gratitude, and then said: "The second point, in this poem, describes the situation when the predecessors of Gongsun danced in the palace fifty years ago, the scene is as real as seeing it in person, as far as I know, that sword dance was only seen by the emperor and several ministers at that time, you were not born at that time, how can you know the scene at that time." ”

This is very reasonable, everyone in the world knows that Aunt Gongsun danced the last sword dance in the palace fifty years ago, but there are very few people who have seen it with their own eyes, Li Yi's age is there, he must not have seen it, and there are more people on Tang Wenhua's side.

Tang Wenhua said: "The third point, the second half of this poem summarizes the changes in the Tang Dynasty in a few sentences, expressing the poet's strong dissatisfaction with the sunset of the current imperial court. ”

This is more reasonable, more than ninety percent of the people present believe that Li Yi's poem is plagiarized from the dean of Luochuan College.

After Tang Wenhua saw that most people supported him, his momentum became even stronger, and he said loudly: "I, Wang Zezhong, the dean of Luochuan College, is a great Confucian in the world, and now I am seventy-eight years old, I was the top student in high school during the Tang Ruizong period, and I have gone through two generations of emperors, only such a person can write such poems, you despicable villain, actually steal the dean's poems, I am ignoring the friendship of my classmates today, and I want to reveal your true face, so that the masters of Qixiufang can see it." The words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and Li Yi had already been convicted between the words.

Many people looked at Li Yi with contempt, including several disciples of the same generation in the Pure Yang View team, and the plagiarists were naturally despised.

The only people whose eyes in the field have not changed are Fang Qingya, Chu Jiang, Luo Dazhuang, Xuanxu Monk, Wang Hu, Wu Song and Qu Yun.

This is a real crisis moment, what should Li Yi do?