The White Moonlight of Transmigration is back

Chapter 21
Everyone laughed and scolded him for being so old and not ashamed, how lucky he was to have such a beautiful and beautiful granddaughter, and asked how old he was, and whether his in-laws were married.

Gu Xian answered cheerfully, without the slightest guilty conscience of Lao Wang selling melons and boasting.

Over there, Mr. Wang handed out the best work with a smile, and then took the one on Yu Yushi's left hand, but he was stunned there for a long time without daring to say anything, and looked back in disbelief.

Yu Yushi nodded silently at him, then pushed his daughter's seven-character poem with the same content on the table, and motioned him to read it.

Master Wang gasped as if he had a toothache, his face changed color, and he didn't know what expression to put on.

"What are you two doing so weirdly? Could it be that you have discovered some great masterpiece? It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. Let us have a look too."

On the opposite side, Gu Xian was trying his best to show off his granddaughter, but found that there were two misfits on the opposite side who didn't join in, so he immediately nodded with a dissatisfied smile.

"No, no need."

Mr. Wang held a poem draft that was exactly the same as Gu Xian's handwriting, and laughed dryly.

The rest of the people knew that he was fond of articles and had a free and unrestrained temperament. It was rare to see him so embarrassed, and they immediately became interested.

"I'll take a look."

The colleagues next to Mr. Wang got the moon first, and feasted their eyes first again, and then he was also stunned.

"What? Is there really a masterpiece that can rival my granddaughter? This is a good thing! My Shu'er can't just take the top three places by herself, right? Someone has to be tied for the top. It's spring when a hundred flowers bloom."

Gu Xian didn't think so. He was very confident in his sudden inspiration for this good poem!

So he put on a pretty face and spoke pleasantly, cheerfully avoiding suspicion, and didn't rush over to join in the fun.

"You, let's see for yourself."

The colleague next to him was speechless and handed him the manuscript of the poem.

"Oh? Then I have to take a good look, look..."

Gu Xian took it over, and when his eyes touched the extremely familiar handwriting, the smile on his face froze, and it was hard to continue the conversation.

The others looked at it wrongly, and they also leaned over to take a look, their eyes were full of surprise, some showed contempt and disdain, and some simply watched the show.

Gu Xian didn't speak for a long time, facing his original poem, his mind went blank!
How could this thing be here!

That idiot Gu Shu, why did he hand in his manuscript?It's been a long time since I wrote it to her, so she still can't memorize the whole poem, so she has to copy it?
But she just copied it, why did she hand in both copies?How could she be so stupid!
Others are as wise as fools, but she is as wise as fools!Adou who cannot be helped!But he was screwed!

How should he smooth things over now?In front of these colleagues, this matter can't be suppressed, and someone will come to the court tomorrow morning to accuse him of a bunch of crimes!
He has sat in the position of Minister of Rites for a long time, and there are many people staring at him. If this matter is not handled properly, he is afraid that he will be kicked down!
If you don't keep it in the evening, you will be ashamed!
No, he can't sit still, the Gu family has to rely on him for support, and he can't retreat yet.

There must be a way, there must be!Think again, he think again.

"Cough cough."

Yu Yushi coughed twice again, and there were two embarrassments on his stern and selfless black face:

"Well, it's just a coincidence. If there's one, there's two and there's three. My daughter also wrote this poem on her answer sheet, word for word."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Is there such a thing?!"

"It's true! Everyone, please see."

Yu Yushi pushed over another copy of "The Eyes of the Spring and Cherish the Stream" and let everyone circulate it.

"Well, I can read Ling Ai's handwriting. This is indeed her answer sheet."

Guozijian Jijiu confirmed, looking puzzled at Gu Xian who continued to petrify:
"Master Gu, what's going on here?"

(End of this chapter)