Daqing: Reborn Prince, intercepting Si Lili at the beginning

Even though it’s only one poem, it’s still a poem!”

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing frowned immediately and looked at Li Yunrui with a somewhat unfriendly look.

This is a state banquet, but Li Yunrui's performance today is really too inappropriate.

But Li Yunrui didn't care about Emperor Qing's look.

She had just figured it out.

Although she was embarrassed today, she is not hopeless as long as there is someone more embarrassed than her.

Then maybe she could divert the attention of the court officials and avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

So now she really couldn't wait to see Zhuang Mohan "expose" Fan Xian, so she gave Zhuang Mohan a look again.

After listening to Li Chengyuan's "The Great Learning", Zhuang Mohan actually no longer wanted to slander Fan Xian.

But unfortunately, he and Li Yunrui had already made an agreement in advance, and when the time came, he could no longer regret it.

After sighing secretly, Zhuang Mohan said with a stiff upper lip, "Is the seven-character poem "Climbing the Heights" that the Princess is talking about?"

"That's right!" Li Yunrui replied.

Zhuang Mohan stroked his beard and sighed, "The first four lines of this poem are indeed excellent!"

Li Yunrui said, "But everyone says that the most essential part of this poem is the last four lines!"

Zhuang Mohan sighed and said, "The last four lines of this poem are naturally quatrains! But, alas, what a pity! That wasn't written by Mr. Fan!"

Li Yunrui feigned surprise and asked, "Did Fan Xian plagiarize this poem?"

Zhuang Mohan gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Fan Xian sneered.

He now finally understood what Li Chengyuan and Guo Baokun had said before.

It turned out that they wanted to frame him for copying poetry.

No wonder the Third Prince asked him if he could write poetry on the spot!

Fan Xian shook his head, too lazy to even argue.

He bowed to Emperor Qing, then respectfully bowed to Li Chengyuan, then went straight back to his seat to drink.

Emperor Qing glanced at Fan Xian and said in a serious tone, "Fan Xian, do you have anything to say?"

Fan Xian didn't even look at Zhuang Mohan. He stared straight ahead and said calmly, "Mr. Zhuang, you can say whatever you want. After all, Mr. Zhuang is highly respected. Empty words are not enough, so his words count!"

Li Yunrui smiled faintly upon hearing this and said, "Master Fan, do you mean that Mr. Zhuang is framing you?"

Fan Xian glanced at Li Yunrui without saying a word, with an expression that said he didn't want to bother with him.

Seeing this behavior, Li Yunrui gritted his teeth in anger. He turned around and asked Zhuang Mohan, "Mr. Zhuang, do you have any evidence for what you said?"

Zhuang Mohan sighed and said, "What a coincidence! This poem was written by my master when he visited Tingzhou!

It is a good thing that such beautiful sentences are reappearing in the world.

But Mr. Fan is seeking fame by using other people's poems. Isn't that inappropriate?

For scholars in the world, virtue is more important than talent!

In the first four lines of this poem, Mr. Fan's writing is brilliant and has its own unique qualities.

So why bother to seek fame and advancement by relying on other people's works to gain recognition?

I hesitated again and again, wondering whether to tell this matter out loud!

But if you think about it carefully, if you tell the truth, it will help Mr. Fan to turn back from his wrong path.

As the saying goes, there is no construction without destruction, so we must rebuild our morals and cultivate our minds.

Mr. Fan, this is just my love for talent and I have no ill intentions.

I hope Master Fan will reflect on himself!"

"Fan Xian, do you have anything to say?" Emperor Qing asked.

While busy eating and drinking, Fan Xian casually asked, "Mr. Zhuang, is your master's surname Du?"

"My master's last name is not Du!"

"Oh, that's all right!"

Li Yunrui's eyes turned cold when he saw Fan Xian's attitude, and he spoke again, "Mr. Zhuang is known for respecting teachers and respecting morality. I don't think he would make random accusations in the name of a teacher.

But Mr. Zhuang, in our Qing Kingdom, the law is the most important thing, and Lord Fan is a talented man in our Qing Kingdom.

Mr. Zhuang accused me, the talented scholar from Qing State, of plagiarism, but he needs evidence!"

"Well, the princess is right!" Zhuang Mohan was already very excited and cooperated very well. He directly unfolded the scroll he brought and said, "Please take a look. This is the original work written by my teacher. Does this count as proof?"

As soon as the scroll came out, the whole room was in an uproar again.

Two young eunuchs immediately stepped forward and showed the scroll to Emperor Qing and all the ministers.

After watching it, everyone had different expressions, some were shocked, some were ashamed, and some were gloating.

And at this moment, a sneer suddenly rang out.

"Ha~!"

Everyone looked up suddenly and looked at one person.

They were very familiar with this voice and knew it was the Third Prince Li Chengyuan's.

Emperor Qing asked in confusion, "Chengyuan, what are you laughing at?"

Li Chengyuan said, "Your Majesty, what I am laughing at is ridiculous. The bad guys only need one word, and the good guys need to spend a lot of time to defend themselves. Isn't this ridiculous?"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed again.

What do you mean?

Is the Third Prince going to support Fan Xian?

Li Yunrui felt something was wrong. She was genuinely irritated by Li Chengyuan. As soon as she heard Li Chengyuan speak, she reacted with a stressful reaction and blurted out, "Li Chengyuan, now that we have witnesses and evidence, are you going to exonerate Fan Xian?"

Li Chengyuan looked at Li Yunrui with disdain and said calmly, "I don't want to talk to someone who is disrespectful and disloyal!"

Li Yunrui stood up angrily.

"Li Chengyuan...you..."

"Li Yunrui!" Emperor Qing suddenly spoke up, coldly asking, "Have you had enough of this?"

Li Yunrui was so frightened that his whole body shuddered, and he suddenly woke up and quickly sat back down.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am being rude!"

Emperor Qing glanced at Li Yunrui coldly, then turned to look at Li Chengyuan and asked, "Chengyuan, what do you want to say?"

Li Chengyuan replied, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask Mr. Zhuang a question!"

Zhuang Mohan still took Li Chengyuan very seriously, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Your Highness, please give me some advice!"

Li Chengyuan said calmly, "There is no good or evil in the body, but there are good and evil intentions in the actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is the study of things! Mr. Zhuang, do you know what these four sentences mean?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Mohan's eyes lit up and he praised in amazement, "Your Highness is truly eloquent and knowledgeable. I admire you.

If I understand correctly, these four sentences should mean: The essence of the mind is crystal clear and pure, without good or evil; but once a thought arises, good and evil also follow; the ability to distinguish between good and evil is what is called conscience... "

As Zhuang Mohan was talking, his expression suddenly changed and he fell silent.

Li Chengyuan saw this and laughed, "What's the matter? Mr. Zhuang can't continue?"

Facing Li Chengyuan's stare, Zhuang Mohan lowered his head slightly.

He realized belatedly that Li Chengyuan was using this sentence to mock him for having lost his conscience!

If someone else said this, Zhuang Mohan would not care for his own purposes.

But in front of Li Chengyuan, who wrote "The Great Learning", Zhuang Mohan felt ashamed to face people.

Li Chengyuan looked at the silent Zhuang Mohan and sighed, "Mr. Zhuang, although I don't know why you did this, I believe you must have your reasons!"

Zhuang Mohan raised his head slightly when he heard this.

However, immediately afterwards, Li Chengyuan suddenly said in a very serious tone:

"but!

No matter what Mr. Zhuang’s reasons are, he cannot do such a thing!

Mr. Zhuang, do you know how despicable what you are doing now is?"

As Li Chengyuan spoke, he stood up and snatched Zhuang Mohan's "Teacher's Work" from the eunuch's hand. He stared at Zhuang Mohan with it and said in a deep voice:

"A highly respected person can slander a rising star in public by taking a tattered scroll written by an unknown author.

Do you know what this behavior is?

Mr. Zhuang, have you ever thought about it?

If Fan Xian cannot prove his innocence today, how terrible will the consequences be?

This means that the cost of spreading rumors will be infinitely lowered!

If this matter gets out, then from now on, anyone with some reputation can take a randomly copied poem and accuse the up-and-coming junior of plagiarism, thereby directly throwing the up-and-coming junior into the abyss, and then the respected person can take the up-and-coming junior's work as his own!

In this case, where is the legacy? Where is justice? Where is the future of literature?

Mr. Zhuang, you know that what you did today is not just framing a junior, you are destroying the foundation of the entire literary world!!!"

!!!

After hearing these words, Zhuang Mohan's expression suddenly changed, and his face instantly became red. It was obvious that he was a little drunk!

The other officials were also shocked.

No one expected that this incident might lead to such serious consequences.

Looking at Zhuang Mohan who was already feeling a little regretful, Li Chengyuan did not let him go.

Li Chengyuan admitted that Zhuang Mohan might be a good person, at least he might have been a good person in the first half of his life.