Wang Fulin thought he knew nothing about the eight-legged essays, so he didn't care about the name of the article. But when Qiu Feng made the move in Xin'anmen that time, he felt so angry and funny....≦ At this moment, facing such a harsh accusation, he glanced at Qiu Feng with his eyes, but saw that he was lowering his head, and his whole body seemed to be trembling. Thinking of the high-end and elegant book boy today who asked to follow him, and changed his body to his body with extraordinary materials and workmanship. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and then asked lightly: "Qiu Feng, this old man said that you made the poems, please explain them clearly for yourself."

At this moment, there was already silence on the third floor. Everyone was shocked by Chen Tianxiang's extremely harsh accusations. Even people who were quite familiar with Wang Fulin, such as Cheng Naixuan and Cheng Kui, could not help but show a worried expression. Jin Bao, who was blocked by Wang Fulin, was even more surprised and shocked. When he saw Qiu Feng bit his lips tightly and said nothing, even Master Li and Ye Xiaopang's faces changed slightly. He finally couldn't help it and suddenly stopped in front of Wang Fulin.

"Of course it was made by my father! After my father came back from Xin'anmen that day, he asked me to copy it..."

Chen Tianxiang did not let Jin Bao disturb the situation, and immediately shouted: "Stop talking, you and him are close relatives of father and son. How can you testify with each other when you kiss each other?"

Since someone put such a temptation in front of him yesterday, Qiu Feng has been struggling and hesitating hard, and he couldn't close his eyes all night last night. At this moment, when he heard Jin Bao protecting Wang Fulin like this, he thought of the days he had followed Wang Fulin these days, thought of Wang Fulin's wrists lightly facing a series of incidents, and thought that his body sales contract was still in hand. The man's previous words sounded beautiful, as if he had spread a golden avenue in front of him, but to realize it, it was so difficult to ascend to the sky. The fragile balance in his heart finally deflected.

He took a deep breath, then knelt down and kowtowed, "My masters are here. The villain really likes to study since he was a child. Because his family is poor, he has to do odd jobs in the school. The so-called learning to do poetry in his spare time... there are indeed some."

Chen Tianxiang was overjoyed, but the next moment, he was completely confused.

"But when I saw off to the Grand Master in front of Xin'an Gate that day, that poem was indeed made by a small official! At that time, the three layers in front of the Grand Master were surrounded by people, and the villain advised the minor official to be more active, but the minor official felt that he should not compete with others at the end of the test and refused to step forward. The villain was very utilitarian, so he continued to persuade him on the grounds that Li Du had to bow his eyebrows and serve the powerful again. As a result, the minor official recited such a poem for a moment, and later he saw that the poem was not finished before he could express his respect. The minor official did not show off at that time. The villain was summoned by the Grand Master and was not angry about others making fun of him, so he chanted out indignation!"

Speaking of this, Qiu Feng kowtowed again: "If the villain said anything false, the discipline will be struck by lightning!"

"Okay!" At this time, Cheng Naixuan finally came to his senses, blurted out a good word, and then raised his arms and shouted, "I would like to ask the Fuzun County Zun and all the old gentlemen to give Brother Wang a justice!"

Chen Tianxiang completely froze. He stared at Qiu Feng, who was still kneeling on the ground in disbelief. He heard the cheers of the She County students around him. He felt that the blue veins on his forehead were bursting high, and his heart seemed to be about to be burst by anger. He could not believe that such a young scholar who had sworn to him that he would definitely turn against him and stabbed him like this at a critical moment.

You should know that as long as Qiu Feng admits that this poem was written by himself, he will undoubtedly win countless sympathy and compassion in the future. Not only will he be able to escape from the body of a servant, but he will also have a good future!

Then why did he do this? Or, who forced him?

Chen Tianxiang tried his best to eliminate the noise and stared at Qiu Feng and asked sternly: "You can think clearly! If you are poor and studious, and have such a talent, I can redeem you for any academy in Huizhou Prefecture and recommend you to go! If you are still stubborn, you will be able to be humble and humble in this life and be a cow and horse for others! If someone forces you, it is still time to make it clear now!"

Qiu Feng's head was pressed against the ground, and the sweat beads on his forehead fell to the ground one by one. At this moment, he even felt that his blood was rushing to his head. He wanted to raise his head and scream. I wrote this poem, but he was a person who had read books. Since he had the right to be a master and servant, and Wang Fulin had never treated him harshly, how could he do something against his conscience because of the illusory promise? Moreover, after he did such a thing, after failure, the world was so great, and where would he be?

He clenched the ground with his hands, and suddenly touched his head twice again, saying in a nasty voice: "What the villain said is true every word and sentence, and he was not forced by anyone! Even though the villain is poor and now he is a lowly person, he at least dare not recite his conscience and speaks lies with his eyes open! That poem was not made by the villain!"

Wang Fulin looked at the little book boy next to him who was shining but leaning on the floor and couldn't help laughing. He squatted down slowly, then pulled Qiu Feng up with his arm, and then said: "A person will live forever and be worthy of the heavens, and will not be embarrassed by others. Congratulations on your doing. Master Cheng gave me your salesperson. Except for parents like Duan Fu Zun Ye County Zun, others have nothing to do with you. You don't need to kneel down and be respectful."

After he helped Qiu Feng, who was uncontrollable, pushed the person to Jin Bao, and signaled Jin Bao to comfort him. He didn't even look at Chen Tianxiang, who was trembling with anger, bowed to everyone on the main table and said, "Duan Fu Zun, Ye County Zun, and other adults and old gentlemen, you can see that many people are very interested in the poem that saw the Grand Master off in front of Xin'an Gate. This is why Qiu Feng, a little book boy, was missed by others. I guess someone has spent so much effort, but the result is now, and he should be very unhappy. So, since everyone wants to know, I will just tell the truth."

Wang Fulin glanced at the pair of attention around him, smiled and said, "This poem was indeed not made by Qiu Feng, but it cannot be considered as me."

Chen Tianxiang felt that he was on the verge of drowning, but when he heard this, he felt that he had caught a life-saving straw and felt like he was injected with energy again. The other guests on the third floor were suddenly in an uproar, especially those of Cheng Kui and Wang Fulin who were slightly familiar with Wang Fulin, who were even more surprised. Especially when Wang Fulin did not admit that Shi Nai was done by himself at that time, even Cheng Naixuan couldn't help but feel sweaty for him. However, before Chen Tianxiang could come back to his senses and criticize Wang Fulin, the fourteen-year-old scholar turned his head and blinked meaningfully to him.

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