Li Mu smiled.
He did not expect that there was really such a shameless person in the world.
Judging by the appearance of the man, he should be of high status, but he did such a thing. It was really …
If it had been some other young man, he might have been intimidated by the hidden threat and hesitated. He might have thought that it was alright to admit his mistake and give the poem to Zhen Yuandao. However, if he did that, he would immediately fall into the trap of the other party's words and be tainted with a bad reputation. He would never be able to make a comeback in the future.
My Beauty Poem was indeed copied, but it was definitely not copied from you.
"You old thing, how dare you?"
Li Mu did not intend to reason with him, so he was about to take action …
But at that moment, a voice came from the direction of the stairs.
"No way. This Young Master could never have copied it. Mr. Zhen must have made a mistake." The familiar soft and sweet voice was heard. Accompanied by Madam Bai Xuan of the Holy House, Hua Xiangrong in a white gauze dress slowly walked down the stairs.
"Huh?"
"She came down."
Li Mu was a little surprised.
But on second thought, he thought it might be because the noise downstairs was so loud that it alarmed Hua Xiangrong on the third floor.
"This girl is really considerate. She didn't even change her clothes and directly came down to defend me."
A smile appeared on Li Mu's face.
At that time, the whole hall on the first floor was stirred.
"Miss Hua came downstairs."
Many people who had long wanted to see her face were immediately excited.
"This is a rare opportunity to finally see the legendary Top Beauty of the Holy House."
Countless eyes were cast on her.
Lin Qiushui, Liu Muyang, and Song Qingfei immediately looked gloomy.
They did not expect that Hua Xiangrong would come downstairs for such a little scholar and even speak for him, which made them shocked and angry.
Zhen Yuandao's eyes fell on Hua Xiangrong's face. A trace of amazement flashed across his face, and he could not help but feel a little hot in his heart. He was also shocked by this woman's appearance.
"Oh, it's Miss Hua." Zhen Yuandao carefully concealed the trace of possessiveness in his heart and said with a smile, "Miss Hua, I'm afraid you have been deceived by this little friend. That Beauty Poem was indeed written by me when I was drunk. That day …"
Hua Xiangrong directly interrupted Zhen Yuandao and said, "Mr. Zhen must be drunk, so he's confused. I believe the Beauty Poem must be written by this Young Master. Young Master is a noble man with unparalleled poetic talent. He wouldn't steal the poem."
Zhen Yuandao was slightly stunned, and a trace of anger flashed across his eyes.
At this time, Jia Zuoren, the teacher-in-charge of Fengming Academy, who had been silent, stood out with a smile and stroked his goatee, saying, "Miss Hua, do you have any evidence for your words?" It was really shameless. She accused others of plagiarism, but she asked others to show evidence that it was not plagiarism.
Jia Zuoren was the instructor of the Fengming Academy. His status and reputation were almost the same as Zhen Yuandao's. The two of them had been competing with each other openly and secretly. So did Liu Muyang and Lin Qiushui, the two disciples whom they were proud of.
"This …" Hua Xiangrong was silent for a moment, and then said, "Young Master's talent is rare in the world. On the third floor, he just casually wrote another poem for me. This poem can be used as evidence … Xin 'er, take it out."
Maid Xin 'er came out from behind and slowly unrolled a roll of paper with another maid. The ink was still wet, and a poem was written in black and white. The poem said, "I think of the clothes in the clouds, and the face in the flowers. The autumn wind blows the railing, and the moonlight is thick. If we didn't meet in the Holy House, would we meet under the moon on the Yaotai? "
When the crowd finished reading the poem, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Good poem!"
"Another century-old poem."
"Moreover, this poem is obviously written for Hua Xiangrong. He directly embedded her name in it, and the feelings and scenery blended with each other. It is indeed the best of the best."
"This is written by this young man again?"
Countless eyes then turned to Li Mu.
It was hard enough for a person to compose a good poem, and it was even harder to compose several good poems.
Because this kind of thing could only be done by geniuses.
Of course, if he was a genius, why would he bother to copy other people's works?
Zhen Yuandao's expression immediately became a little embarrassed.
However, Jia Zuoren of the Fengming Academy was not in a hurry. He took a step forward and said with a smile, "It seems that Miss Hua has indeed been deceived by this swindler. The poem you just took out was written by me when I was looking at the flowers in the yard this morning …"
The crowd instantly burst into an uproar.
"This is a bit too shameless!"
If Zhen Yuandao's previous words were still believable, then Jia Zuoren's words were a little shameless. How could there be such a coincidence? How could the poem that you composed be known by no one else, but this young man happened to know about it?
Hua Xiangrong was dumbfounded.
She never knew there was such a shameless man in the world.
Jia Zuoren, on the other hand, looked indifferent as if he didn't hear the changes around him.
It was not easy for him to write two poems tonight. The Beauty Poem had been snatched away by his old rival, Zhen Yuandao. He could not miss this one no matter what.
He loved fame. He had done many things to steal other people's poems, so he was very familiar with it. Even if the people present didn't believe him, so what? Anyway, the public opinion was in the hands of the Fengming Academy. As long as he found some people and manipulated the public opinion, he wouldn't be afraid of what happened tonight even if it was spread out.
"You … What proof do you have? Aren't you a little too shameless to claim that someone else's poem is yours? " Xin 'er couldn't help shouting. She objected to her master's giving herself to Li Mu, but that was for her master's sake. It didn't mean she doubted Li Mu's talent.
"Shut up. You're just a maid from a brothel. You're not qualified to speak. Back off." Jia Zuoren directly scolded.
Xin 'er blushed at the scolding.
"Yes, her status is indeed at the bottom. In front of such a big shot in the literary world, she is not qualified to speak. But … how hateful!"
"Well, today's matter is clear. This shameless man has copied the poems of two instructors of the two academies and used them to swindle others. How shameless he is!" Liu Muyang stepped forward with a complacent look. He cast a provocative glance at Li Mu and made the final conclusion. "I suggest that we take this shameless man to the officials. Such a bad practice should not be encouraged. We must punish him severely to prevent future troubles."
"Yes, we can't let him off easily."
"That's right."
"Take him down."
"Humph, he is indeed a liar. He can only fool the stupid brothel girls. How can he escape the eyes of us scholars?"
The short scholar and others from the Hanshan Academy all laughed.
"Young Master …" Hua Xiangrong was anxious and subconsciously grabbed Li Mu's sleeve. Her eyes were anxious and her face was shocked. She did not expect that things had developed to this point. Although she was the Top Beauty, she was so powerless when involved in this matter and could not protect such a talented young man.
Li Mu gently patted Hua Xiangrong's hand that was pulling his sleeve, looked calm, smiled, and said, "It doesn't matter."
And this scene fell into the eyes of Lin Qiushui on the side, and he could not help but burn with jealousy.
In order to get Hua Xiangrong, he tried every means and thought hard. Today, he was about to get his long-cherished wish, but his plan was ruined by Li Mu halfway. How could he not hate Li Mu? Looking at the intimate appearance of the man and the woman in front of him, it was obvious that they were already in love. Moreover, Hua Xiangrong's face was a little red, and her hair was messy. He was afraid that the shameless couple had already had sex upstairs …
Suddenly, Lin Qiushui's burning desire for possession of Hua Xiangrong also turned into torrential anger.
"Whores are heartless, and actors are heartless. It seems that you two have done that kind of shameful thing. What a femme fatale! Hua Xiangrong, I thought you were a talented and extraordinary woman, but I didn't expect that you are just a vain bitch. I …" Lin Qiushui was so angry that she couldn't bear it anymore and directly burst into curses.
"Clap!"
A loud slap interrupted his words.
Lin Qiushui's body turned 360 degrees in the air, flew out with blood spurting out of his mouth, and heavily hit a round table more than ten meters away. The wine splashed, the soup overflowed, and the bowls, chopsticks, and plates fell to the ground …
"Ah …"
Several women were so scared that they screamed.
No one had expected such a sudden change.
Li Mu slowly withdrew his palm, moved his five fingers, and said lightly, "Beating a trash like you really dirty my hands …"
In the hall, there was a dead silence.
No one would have thought that this ordinary-looking young man would actually attack without any warning.
With one slap, he sent the dignified chief disciple of the Hanshan Academy flying like a sack.
Lin Qiushui's face was like a ripe yellow peach that had fallen to the ground. It was swollen beyond recognition. He groaned and fainted.
Zhen Yuandao, Jia Zuoren, and the other scholars of the two academies were all stunned.
It never occurred to them that Li Mu really dared to hit someone.
As soon as he did, the nature of the matter changed.
Hua Xiangrong was also stunned.
Just now, she was so angered by Lin Qiushui's vicious words that her entire body trembled. She couldn't imagine that a refined scholar who usually crazily chased after her would have such an ugly heart that he would turn hostile and say such vicious words. However, what she didn't expect even more was that a young man dressed in ordinary clothes without any power or influence would actually directly hit someone on such an occasion …
"This is bad."
"Young Master, you …" Hua Xiangrong was very anxious for Li Mu's safety.
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