Great court system

Chapter 87 Framing
"It was copied, it was definitely copied!"

However, there were always untimely voices, and as soon as the applause ended, Wu Ming shouted impatiently and unwillingly.

"How is it possible? How can you, a mere little catcher from a remote county, make such a fu? It is absolutely plagiarized!"

Wu Ming also didn't care about his own image at this time, and slandered He Ning desperately.

He Ziyang couldn't stand it any longer, and said sarcastically: "It's not Mr. Wu, you said that Butou He had an essay to dedicate to Miss He? Why, Butou He made it, but you slandered him for copying it.

Could it be that Mr. Wu is playing everyone present like monkeys! ? "

When Wu Ming heard He Ziyang's questioning, he couldn't refute it for a while. He just got angry for a while, but now he hesitated and didn't know what to say, but he was not reconciled to He Ning's showing off like this.

"Okay, stop arguing." A voice stopped the two of them.

Yan Menghan looked at He Ning, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "I don't know what is the name of Mr. He's Fu?"

"Luo Shenfu, specially dedicated to Miss Yan."

He Ning said lightly, this was bought from the system space by deliberately spending ten reputation points, in order to prevent Wu Ming's plot from succeeding, he could only spend it reluctantly, but the system rewards haven't come down yet, otherwise it wouldn't be considered a loss.

It has to be said that the system is produced.It must be a masterpiece. In order to make the Fu more suitable for this world, many of the sentences have been changed, and there will be no difference because of the two worlds.

"What a talent! I didn't expect Brother He to be so talented. You really shouldn't underestimate the heroes of the world!"

He Ziyang said in admiration that this Luoshen Fu was originally a good essay passed down through the ages by He Ning in his previous life, and it is even more of a wonderful essay in this world where martial arts are flourishing but writing is weak.

But the meaning of love in it is too heavy, does this He Ning love Miss Yan so deeply?He Ziyang looked at He Ning and thought strangely.

And Yan Menghan on the other side also understood the meaning. She who was usually indifferent to countless courtships, either straightforward or implied, turned slightly red when she heard this article.

Although Yan Menghan is strong in martial arts, she is still a woman at heart, and she prefers literature that is more romantic. At this time, He Ning's Fu can't help but touch her heart.

However, she didn't have any love for He Ning, she just simply loves literature, she just thinks this Fu is very praiseworthy, and she also looks favorably at He Ning.

He Ning was frank and frank. To be honest, although the system passed the Fu into his mind, He Ning himself didn't know what it was written. He knew that "Luo Shen Fu" was famous, and he just read it after the exchange. I feel that the writing is not bad, but I don't know the meaning contained in it, and of course I don't know that someone has misunderstood him.

At this time, he looked at Yan Menghan's swaying appearance, thinking that he was shocked by the Fu, and couldn't help but sigh that the ten fame points were not in vain.

However, Hu Lie seemed to be unable to afford to lose. Although he could not appreciate the poetry, he could still feel the beauty of the words. Coupled with everyone's reaction, he roughly guessed that He Ning must have written a masterpiece.

However, he still mocked: "I also doubt that this Fu was copied, how could he, a small policeman, make such a beautiful Fu.

Even Wu Bai, who is a master of both books and swords, does not have such literary attainments. How could he, an unknown person, be more powerful than Wu Bai. "

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present began to discuss it, and gradually some people tended to copy it. Of course, the main reason is that Hu Lie has more prestige than the second son of the Wu family. As soon as he said it, many younger brothers supported the scene.

He Ning heard it, and said disdainfully: "I just ask, do you have evidence!?"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Lie and the younger brothers were immediately speechless.

There is no basis for slandering He Ning as a copycat. Besides, the least person who can write such poems is a literary master. Which of the literary masters in the Liang Dynasty was not the guest of the Emperor of Liang? If nothing else, the Emperor of Liang I like Ci Fu the most. How could He Ning plagiarize it?

Hu Lie couldn't say anything, and finally said angrily: "Although there is no evidence that you copied it, there is no evidence that you wrote it, which doesn't count.

Unless you can write another one! "

He Ning sneered and said, "Your Excellency, are you treating me like a monkey!? If you ask me to write an article, I will write an article. Even if I have to think about it for a long time and have a burst of inspiration, how can you say that you asked me to write an article?" article will be there.

Literary things, do you understand! ? "

Although with the help of the system, there are as many Ci Fu as you want, but one article is almost a two-star lottery draw, He Ning does not want to change it again, and besides, such a good Ci Fu will arouse people's suspicion even more. .

Sure enough, when everyone heard He Ning's words, they all nodded lightly. Although they didn't understand Ci Fu very well, they thought that such a masterpiece could not be as cheap as Chinese cabbage, so they came to two at once.

After hearing He Ning's words, Hu Lie immediately lost his temper. He Ning satirized him for not understanding literature, but he had nothing to say.

"Brat, I don't understand literature, but I understand martial arts!"

"If you can take a punch from me, I will obey you!"

Hu Lie said he couldn't but He Ning actually made a black hand against He Ning, his whole body's momentum skyrocketed, and then he saw a palm strike like Mount Tai's top.

It is these fists that make Shenquan Zong rank among the seven sects and eight sects. Dacheng's strength, just an ordinary punch made Jing Kuang and He Ning feel indestructible.

Just when He Ning and the two were preparing to resist with all their strength, a beautiful silhouette appeared in front of He Ning's eyes, and even a faint fragrance floated into He Ning's nose.

"Hu Lie, be bold!"

"My Yan Menghan's guest, you dare to do something, don't you really take me seriously!?"

I saw Yan Menghan stretched out her pretty hand, and with one finger of her left hand, she blocked Hu Lie's punch like a mountain pressing down on her head, and then her right palm directly knocked Hu Lie into the air like a breeze.

Hu Lie was not reconciled, and still wanted to fight again, but was stopped by a scolding.

"Hu Lie, you can stop here."

Wu Dao, who was sitting in his seat, slowly stood up and said calmly to He Ning: "Amitabha, Mr. He is a man of astonishing talent. I am afraid that such a gift can only be counted on one finger in Daliang.

I believe this Luoshen Fu will spread to Daliang, and you, Mr. He, will surely become famous. This time it was Hu Lie who was reckless.

I also ask Ms. Yan and Mr. He not to blame. "

He Ning sneered in his heart, obviously he was the biggest victim, but the monk put Yan Menghan in front, it seems that if Yan Menghan didn't take action, he might have died in vain.

He secretly thought in his heart that he was indeed a hypocritical monk, but he said with a slight smile on his face, "Since little master Enlightenment has come forward, then this matter will be over like this."

Yan Menghan knew that this was the only way to go, snorted coldly, then turned around and said to He Ning.

"Master He Ning, don't worry, this is my Yan Menghan's banquet, and I won't let you touch your hair anymore!"

Although He Ning didn't refuse, it always sounded strange, so he could only nod helplessly.

"Miss Yan, you should call me by my name, master or something, it's not appropriate."

After hearing this, Yan Menghan smiled sweetly and said, "Master He Ning can make such a good poem and be the last master, but since you don't like it, I'll call you Mr. He."

Although He Ning felt that it would be better to call him by his name directly, it doesn't hurt to call him that, so he nodded.

Dong Haoran on the side saw this scene, his fists were clenched and turned white, and he stared at He Ning angrily, while Wu Ming had been frightened by Hu Lie's punch and ran away somewhere.

(End of this chapter)