Evil Child Black-Bellied Mother

When Zhao Yunnuan said this, others no longer scrupulously said that Su Ying was wrong.

Su Luan feels proud, Su Ying, look at you this time!

Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying's lowered head, where there was the slightest momentum of quarreling with him before, and couldn't help but want to speak to her, but just about to speak, he saw Su Ying raising her head.

Su Ying sneered in her heart, but she put on a look of anger on her face.

She seemed to become angry, and said angrily: "Sister, how can you lie to me like this? Are you sure? This is what I saw in my father's study?"

Su Luan pretended to shrink back a bit, weak and frightened, and dare not speak.

When people saw Su Luan seem to be frightened, they accused Su Ying of being too fierce. Isn't she threatening Su Luan like this?

Zhao Yunnuan laughed ironically: "Then you prove that, as long as you can prove that this poem is really written by you, I will apologize to you."

Zhao Yunnuan looked contemptuously, she felt from the bottom of her heart that this poem could not have been written by Su Ying, because Su Ying had no literary talent to write such a good poem.

Also, lest the world will not be chaotic, he coaxed Su Luan: "Miss Su San, don't be afraid, just say it."

Under everyone's gaze, Su Luan said weakly, "I really saw the exact same writing in my father's study, but it was my father's handwriting."

The implication is that if this poem was not copied by Su Ying, it would have been copied by Su Ying.

Su Linfeng is proficient in poetry and poetry and has a brilliant literary talent. If he stole Su Ying's poems, who would believe it?

Su Ying sneered in her heart, Su Luan ah Su Luan, you want to black me out, but you know that now you personally pushed her father into a dangerous situation!

Father spoils you so much, he prefers you... But in the future, you may not enjoy these spoils.

Su Ying thought so, with a chuckle on her face, she slowly said: "The third sister has a wrong memory. I really wrote this poem, and my father wrote this one."

After a pause, a low, soft voice came out: "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. If you ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.

"This is when I gave my father a poem, and my father helped me change it."

Su Ying's face was full of smiles, as if everyone's misunderstanding of her could not affect her at all.

From an angle that no one else could see, Su Ying's dark eyes flashed with a cold light.

Su Luan puts his father in a dangerous position, and he would rather sacrifice his chance to shine but give his good name to his father. Sooner or later, this matter will reach his father. In contrast, who is caring and reckless Know it.

I just don't know, what will my father think when he knows it?

At this time, Jinyang looked at Su Ying with a stunning look.

He already thought that the previous poem was done extremely well. What's more commendable is that this girl can be so calm and calm in the face of everyone's doubts... He looked at Su Ying's eyes with a touch of depth.

Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. He knew that this girl was very powerful and would never let her suffer.

Seeing Su Ying's satisfaction, the princess couldn't help but praised: "Prime Minister Su really has a good literary style, but with two words added to each poem, the artistic conception has improved to the next level, good poem!"

Everyone began to praise Prime Minister Su for his undiminished literary talents, and they screamed at this poem.

Su Luan's face sank, she was extremely unconvinced, but she couldn't. Everyone praised her father. Can she refute it?

Su Ying looked at Su Luan, and continued: "Sister, you can’t turn black and white. My sister didn’t want to say it, but since you said it, my sister also said it. You were in the first half of the time. I actually saw it in his study."

This is called the Anti-General.

Su Luan was taken aback, she picked it up, could it really float out of her father's study?

Everyone was taken aback, what happened to these two sisters? Why do you say that the other party's poem was written by Prime Minister Su?

Someone reacted and began to ask Su Luan for the second half.

Su Luan was too anxious. Originally, she said that she had only made the first half of the fault, but now that Su Ying said this, she was really suspected of plagiarism when she was wrong in the second half.

But Su Luan can't. She picked it up. Where did she know?

Seeing Su Luan faintly anxious, Su Ying smiled and said, "Sister, are you sure you won't be in the middle?"

Su Luan glared at Su Ying bitterly, biting her lip without speaking.

Su Ying sighed, with a look of regret, the princess couldn't help asking, "Does Miss Su know that?"

Su Ying nodded, and everyone immediately pricked their ears to listen. Only Su Ying said: "Father chanted at the time. I heard it. The second half of this phrase is: I plan to put madness on a drunk, to drink As a song, strong music is still tasteless. The belts are getting wider and he will not regret it, making people haggard for Iraq."

Jinyang heard it, and his face suddenly appeared astonished, making people haggard for Yixiao!

He couldn't help looking at Su Ying, what a stunning woman!

Everyone tasted meticulously, and after a while, the crowd gradually rang out.

"Okay, a good sentence makes people haggard for Yixiao. Prime Minister Su expresses his pursuit of the supremacy of literature. For literature, even people are haggard. Good words, absolutely, absolutely!"

"Prime Minister Su deserves to be our role model for Wenlin scholar!"

For a time, Su Linfeng's position among scholars of literati rose extremely fast, and the scenery was boundless.

But the person involved in this scenery didn't even know it, and he was still discussing state affairs upwards.

The emperor was discussing the matter, and when he was about to retreat, the father-in-law next to him came forward and whispered a few words in the ear of the emperor.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on the emperor’s face. He reached out and took the piece of paper handed to him by his father-in-law. He looked at it carefully and liked it more and more. He looked at Su Linfeng and praised: “Su Aiqing’s treasure is not old. Your literary talent has become more brilliant for many years of silence. Good, good!"

The emperor was excited, but the ministers were inexplicable. Even Su Linfeng didn't know what had happened: "The emperor Miao Zan, the old minister hasn't done anything."

The emperor was full of joy, holding the paper in his hand and reading it, it was the phrase Su Ying had just said.

When the ministers heard this word, they sincerely praised: "Prime Minister Su's literary talent is still great, wonderful, this word is very wonderful, I never thought that Prime Minister Su actually reached this state in pursuit of literature, I am ashamed of it!"

Su Linfeng looked embarrassed and waved his hands again and again: "No, I didn't do this!"

He secretly asked, is it a trap set by political opponents?

The emperor was extremely happy at this time and waved his hand: "Su Aiqing, this is a good thing, so don't be humble. Come, give the South China Sea coral in the tribute to Master Su!"

But Su Linfeng was dumbfounded, and kept saying: "The emperor, you have a wrong love. I didn't make this word! It's not!"