Ye Chunqiu smiled faintly and said, "I just said that it was a chance in my dream." The copy from Guangnao should be considered a chance in my dream.

Ye Chenliang didn't believe it, and his face turned pale: "How is this word so far-reaching, if you don't have any insights, how can you do it? What dreams are you copied in spring and autumn?"

Ye Chunqiu shrugged: "If you think it, just think it's like you. Just take it as a copy."

Ye Chenliang was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

However, he was sold by Uncle Ye for a few dollars. Uncle Ye twisted his goatee and said, "I have read all the poems and have never seen this poem "Linjiangxian"."

Others said one after another: "Yes, yes, I have never heard of such a good word. If someone had written it before, it would have been popular."

"I usually stay at home in the Spring and Autumn Period and rarely go far, where can I copy it?"

Someone was even more direct and said: "The Linjiang Immortal written by Chen Liang just now means that young people should pursue fame and fortune, but this poem in Spring and Autumn is clear... clearly..."

The following words were not explained thoroughly, but everyone suddenly realized it.

Lin Jiangxian, who was later, was originally intended to be a special one for Ye Chenliang's face. Ye Chenliang said that we should work hard. Ye Chunqiu's poem said, "Be good, stop making trouble, right and wrong, success or failure turn into nothing." Ye Chenliang said that I studied hard hard, and the next poem said, "You are crazy, and you are happy to meet with a pot of turbid wine." Ye Chenliang said that I want to be a gold list title. The next poem said, "The trash, how many things happen in ancient and modern times, you are just a joke. You are a gold list title title.

When someone's body shook, how could Ye Chenliang make a poem? Ye Chunqiu happened to copy an unprecedented masterpiece to slap his cousin in the face. Chunqiu has such good luck, why don't we? This... is a coincidence.

Ye Chenliang's blue face suddenly turned red. Although he tried every means to prove that it was Ye Chunqiu's plagiarism, others didn't believe it. Ye Chunqiu still had a look of "Okay, I'm just plagiarism". However, the dullness on his face seemed to mock Ye Chenliang. The more Ye Chunqiu admitted it, the more everyone disbelief it. The more Ye Chenliang wanted to prove it, the more everyone felt that Ye Chunqiu's talent was amazing.

Oh my God...

Ye Chenliang sadly discovered that the people in the hall were no longer willing to look at themselves, the "pride of the emperor". All their eager eyes fell on Chunqiu, as if they and their own words were all dirt.

He had no choice but to comfort himself in his heart: "He must have had some conspiracy and will sooner or later be exposed..." Although he thought so, a sense of sadness surged in his heart. He was about to say something, but someone stole his words: "Chunqiu, if you have time to go to the mansion, my children will not be able to be good, I hope you will give him advice."

Ye Chunqiu said with a kind smile: "Uncle Liu is kind, I'm not learning it later. Actually, I don't understand the matter of writing poems and lyrics. This word... was copied."

Haha... Everyone laughed together, too modest, too modest, at a young age, just so modest, tsk... Go home and beat those innocent naughty kids and look at the Ye family's Ye case.

Ye Chenliang was unwilling to give up and said with a dark face: "This word tells all the vicissitudes of the world. How could a little child do it?"

What it means is that I can’t write it, how can Ye Chunqiu write it? He was so angry that he said such disgusting things.

Ye Chunqiu obviously said indifferently: "Cousin, I said this was copied."

Ye Chenliang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and he felt like he was hitting the cotton with one punch.

"Nonsense!" Uncle Ye spoke, saying, "It's not copied."

Uncle Ye suddenly stole everyone's gaze, but listened to Uncle Ye's justice and then: "This poem is a portrayal of his father's life in Chunqiu. His father was born in the Ye family and had been glorious. He had experienced so many worldly things. Only when he saw it in his eyes did he have some insights, so he could have a turn of right and wrong, success and failure. This poem is clearly used to comfort his father, why can't the Spring and Autumn Period tell the vicissitudes of the world? His father is vicissitudes. It is not surprising that he wrote this poem."

It's simply a bit of aphorism. Most people in the Ye family are not fools. The copyright of this poem is not the Ye family. The Spring and Autumn Period is ignorant. Such a long face is still low-key. We have to rely on this poem to go out and brag. Later, we meet literary friends, brother-in-law, and so on. We have a capital to brag. Look, our Ye family is not awesome, and the big-name children can make such a poem. What is this? This is the real heirloom of poetry and books, and it is a tutor.

Here... there should be applause.

Everyone suddenly realized, and Liu Jiachang smiled: "Yes, yes, I understand it too. The love between father and son is vividly revealed on the paper. Spring and Autumn is amazing."

"I am worthy of being the leader of the case."

Ye Chenliang was simply beaten up. In the eyes of others, it suddenly became insignificant. It seemed that everything he said was full of ridicule.

At a banquet, the guests and guests parted with joy, and the female relatives had already returned to each room first. Ye Chunqiu and Ye Jing returned to the room alone under the moonlight. Ye Jing was half drunk, and Ye Chunqiu had to support him.

"Son... is promising, haha... the head of the case, Dad, come and ask you, is this head of the case true? That word is written for Dad. Chunqiu is sensible and knows how to love Dad..."

"Chunqiu, Dad is happy. This is the happiest thing in your life. No, no, this is the third time. The first time is to marry your mother, and the second time is when you were born..."

After walking a few more steps, he finally sobered up a little, and his steps began to stagger. Ye Jing seemed to feel that it was unreasonable just now, so he put on the attitude of his father in the case: "Spring and Autumn, don't be proud, you must make progress, so that you can have a great future."

"Chunqiu, Dad is not good at it, but if you want to be good, Dad will put hope on you in this life."

Ye Chunqiu heard that his ears were callus, and unconsciously, he went to his own courtyard and sent the shaking Ye Jing back to his room. Ye Chunqiu thought it was so dangerous, but fortunately there were so many things happening in the middle of the journey, otherwise his father would have to figure out the matter of visiting prostitutes. If he knew that the matter of visiting prostitutes was caused by himself, he would probably be unable to escape the rhythm of being beaten.

When he returned to the room, Ye Chunqiu was so excited that he was not sleepy.

If he was beaten, it would be fake if he said he was unhappy. He could feel that when a small county case came out, everyone's eyes immediately looked at him differently, such as the old lady's eyes no longer so cold, such as the second uncle who was envious and jealous, the third uncle who was drunk, and... other distant neighbors.

Huh... the first step has been taken by the Long March, so don't be complacent.

In fact, for Ye Chunqiu, the most important thing is the effect of light and brain in the imperial examination. Since the county examination is useful, then the government examination... the hospital examination... the provincial examination... the provincial examination... the imperial examination...

Ye Chunqiu dare not think about it.

If one does not have long-term thoughts, one will have immediate worries. How could Ye Chunqiu, who was a human being in two lifetimes, understand how great affinity and fame have to do to a person in this era.

Take a deep breath, I can't sleep anyway, so I practice writing.

He was cheering up, and his mind was still echoing the cheers and boastings of many people just now. His incredible eyes were focused on himself, and his second uncle and eldest brother looked as if they were ashen.

Haha... After spreading out the white paper, Ye Chunqiu wrote.

Because I have been preparing to go to the county magistrate in the past few days, this is almost an honor for the children. The so-called court hearing actually means an interview, and the Ye family attaches great importance to this.

After two days of preparation, the old lady gave her a dress of tailored clothes.
Chapter completed!