"Whew~~"

Wang Yu exhaled a breath of turbidity slightly, he stood with his hands in his hands, and posed a standard forty-five degree gaze:

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown."

Everyone closed their eyes and savored it.

This little poem has neither a peculiar and novel imagination, nor a refined and gorgeous rhetoric; It just uses a narrative tone to write about the homesickness of a distant guest, but it is meaningful and intriguing.

Quatrain for the ages!

This is another quatrain for the ages!

At some point, the door was already full of people.

They were all wearing the costumes of the Shenwu Academy, and their breathing was a little short, I am afraid that they had just gotten the news of the competition, so they ran here with their lives.

"You!"

Tang Bin stood up directly, as if he had seen a ghost.

Wan Yankang and the others' faces were also extremely ugly.

And the county lord of Yongle, Ah Xue, and even Mu Ran are indeed very happy.

Especially Ah Xue.

I clapped my little hands happily and cheered.

"Plagiarism! You are definitely plagiarizing! ”

Tang Bin pointed at Wang Yu and roared.

"Huh! Do you have proof? ”

Wang Yu looked at him with a smile, as if he was looking at a clown.

Hearing him mention the evidence, Ji Ning and the others' faces looked a little better.

Tang Bin has evidence, and they know it.

Otherwise they wouldn't have gambled so much.

Ji Ning even gambled herself out.

Although I don't know what's wrong with this, as long as it is proved that Wang Yu is a plagiarist, then they can't lose this gamble.

Singing four quatrains for the ages in one breath is already very telling.

Even if it was an ancient sage, I'm afraid it would be difficult to do such a thing, right?

It's so fake!

Thinking of this, their hanging hearts were directly put down.

"Evidence? Right! I have proof! ”

Tang Bin also came back to his senses, and he looked at Wang Yu with burning eyes:

"I can't imagine that you have left so many backhands, worthy of you! Sure enough, it's cautious!

But I have the hard evidence, you are a plagiarist, a scumbag. ”

"Having said so much, you should take it out!"

Wang Yu spread his hands with a look of disdain:

"Who wouldn't slap the mouth? I also said that you were born from my cheating affair with your mother! ”

"You!"

Tang Bin clenched his fists angrily, and then quickly regained his composure:

"In that case, I'll let you die."

He clapped his hands, and a man wrapped in a cloak walked in slowly, escorted by two old men.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him at once.

A few great Confucians, you look at me, I look at you, they are all a little dazed.

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that Wang Yu is really a plagiarist?

For Wang Yu to make four quatrains for the ages in one go, they really didn't believe it in their hearts.

This is not entirely unreasonable!

"Wang Yu! Don't think that what you are doing will be unaware, let me ask you, what kind of river is the Yellow River? ”

Tang Bin looked at Wang Yu coldly and asked.

This sentence, as if there was some kind of magic, made everyone's faces become unprecedentedly dignified.

Wang Yu's previous sentence did not see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning, which shocked everyone present, and their scalps were numb.

Some of the servants even collapsed to the ground because they couldn't resist the majestic momentum.

It's just the Shenwu Dynasty, and it doesn't seem to have the Yellow River.

They looked through the classics, but they could not find the so-called Yellow River.

In the end, it can only be regarded as what Wang Yu saw in his dream.

"What does this have to do with plagiarism?"

Wang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

But he sneered in his heart, he didn't change the poem at the beginning, and directly used the Yellow River, which is not in this world, which is a flaw he deliberately left behind, so that Tang Bin and even those who want to target him dig it up.

I didn't expect this Tang Bin to be so obedient, he was a little embarrassed.

"Humph! Of course it has a relationship, and it has a big relationship. ”

Tang Bin snorted coldly and saluted Ji Ning and several great Confucians, and even many people from the Shenwu Academy outside:

"Nine princesses, teachers, the Yellow River in Wang Yu's mouth is the mother river in ancient times!"

"What?"

Everyone's brows frowned slightly, and then their faces showed a little realization.

"Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a mother river, which was the main birthplace of our human race, and then the war between man and demon, the sky collapsed, the river changed, and the mother river gradually disappeared.

The Mother River is indeed vast and majestic, and it matches this poem very well, but what does this have to do with the Yellow River? ”

A great Confucian felt very puzzled.

Others were also confused.

Mother River, they all know.

Water is the source of life, and it is necessary to reproduce and grow.

Now on the mainland, many rivers and lakes are actually formed by the division of the mother river.

But I've never heard that the mother river is called the Yellow River?

"Of course it does."

Tang Bin's face, told a paragraph, the ancient secrets: "The mother river is wide, the water is abundant, the water flow is clear, naturally it is not with the Yellow River, but when the war between man and demon, the sky collapsed, soil erosion, the mother river was polluted by sediment, so the river was yellow, there was a sage at that time, watching the river rushing, this magnificent scene, in my heart, not long after, because of an opportunity, he made a gentleman not to see the water of the Yellow River from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning, such a magnificent poem. ”

"What?"

Everyone's pupils constricted, their eyes widened, and this kind of thing?

They all looked at Wang Yu in unison.

If what Tang Bin said is true, then Wang Yu is plagiarism!

"Heh~~"

Wang Yu sneered, looking at Tang Bin's eyes, as if looking at a fool:

"Aren't you still talking?"

"Who do you see he is?"

Tang Bin tore off the cloak on the cloak man at once.

Inside was a middle-aged man, slightly emaciated, and quite delicate, but his skin was slightly darkened, with a little vicissitudes.

Wang Yu's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Everyone's faces changed fiercely, could it be that Wang Yu knew this person?

Could it be that he is really a plagiarist?

Seeing his expression, the corners of Tang Bin's mouth pulled out a smug smile:

"How? Didn't expect that, right? You think you killed people unknowingly, but you don't want him to be talented, his heart was born on the right side, and he was lucky enough to leave a life, and Skynet was restored without leaking, Wang Yu! In this game, you lose after all. ”

"Who is this man? Why is this so forceful? Farming? ”

Wang Yu suddenly retracted his expression and asked with a disgusted expression.

All:......

Tang Bin's face was gloomy, his voice was cold, and he shouted angrily:

"Wang Yu, at this time, you are still pretending to be stupid, but it's boring, don't you even want the last face?"

Wang Yu looked at him with a strange expression, as if he was looking at a fool: "What are you talking about, why can't I understand?" ”

"Tang Gongzi, I don't know what's going on?"

A big Confucian asked, frowning.

"Back to my lord."

Tang Bin bowed and explained: "This person was saved by me by accident, their ancestors have produced sages, and there is more than one, but the ancient people and demons are in the war, and all the masters in their clan have fallen.

Their clan also lived in seclusion on the border of northern Saibei, and Xuanwei Hou fought in northern Saibei, accidentally discovered them and brought them back secretly.

Although their inheritance was broken, there were still some manuscripts of poems in the clan, and the poems composed by Wang Yu were obtained from them. ”