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After all, both he and Chen Qingfeng were time travelers, and they both knew how the poem "Ascending to the Heights" came about.
"Kyoto is truly a place where hidden dangers lurk!"
"I wonder how he will handle this?"
Fan Xian muttered to himself, glancing at Chen Qingfeng, also wanting to see how Chen Qingfeng would resolve this crisis.
At this moment, Chen Qingfeng suddenly burst into laughter:
"Hahaha!"
As he laughed, he looked over at Zhuang Mohan:
"Mr. Zhuang, is your teacher surnamed Du?"
Upon hearing Chen Qingfeng's question, Zhuang Mohan was taken aback, completely confused. He shook his head and said:
"My teacher's surname is not Du."
"Young Master Chen, we were talking about those four lines of poetry."
"You asked..."
Before Zhuang Mohan could finish speaking, Chen Qingfeng interrupted him, saying:
“Mr. Zhuang, my hair is not yet white, so why can’t I say my temples are gray? My body is in good health, so why can’t I say I’m a hundred years old and sickly?”
"I intend to start this life anew!"
"You don't know my past, yet you wrong and harm me. How utterly pointless!"
"You even brought up the name of your deceased teacher. Is it I, Mr. Zhuang, who is deceiving the world and stealing a reputation?"
Zhuang Mohan was stunned, and for a moment he was speechless after Chen Qingfeng said that.
Then, Chen Qingfeng continued:
"You're right, I did plagiarize those four lines of poetry, but I didn't plagiarize your teacher's!"
"I copied it from a world of unparalleled literary talent, from a poet named Du."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Mohan frowned, not quite understanding what Chen Qingfeng meant.
At this moment, Guo Baokun suddenly spoke up:
"Chen Qingfeng, are you drunk? You're already talking nonsense! Do you think you can get away with this?"
"The world you're talking about, could it be some kind of immortal realm?"
Chen Qingfeng rolled his eyes at Guo Baokun with disdain and said:
"Compared to this world, it is no exaggeration to call that world the Immortal Realm."
Guo Baokun shook his head and said:
"Ridiculous! Utter nonsense!"
Then, Zhuang Mohan glanced at Chen Qingfeng and spoke in a cold voice:
"Young Master Chen, do you mean that the poem was obtained from the celestial realm during your dream journey?"
Chen Qingfeng nodded and replied righteously, "That's right!"
Seeing that Chen Qingfeng spoke with such conviction, the people in the hall shook their heads with wry smiles, not believing in any immortal realm and thinking that Chen Qingfeng was just joking!
Even Emperor Qing's expression turned much gloomy.
"Gentlemen, do you believe what Young Master Chen said?"
Zhuang Mohan smiled bitterly and sighed:
"Young Master Chen, as I said before, it is never too late to admit your mistakes and correct them!"
"You're still young, you shouldn't..."
To Zhuang Mohan's surprise, before he could finish speaking, a shout suddenly rang out:
"I believe in Brother Qingfeng!"
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
Upon seeing this, Fan Ruoruo stood up, her face flushed with anger.
In her opinion, Zhuang Mohan must be framing Chen Qingfeng.
Having spent so many years together, she knew how talented Chen Qingfeng was in poetry; how could he possibly plagiarize other people's poems?
After getting up, Fan Ruoruo stood next to Chen Qingfeng.
While everyone was still in a daze, she pulled out a book of poems from her sleeve.
That poetry collection is filled with poems written by Chen Qingfeng over the years.
Fan Ruoruo cherished the book and always carried it with her.
"Young lady, what are you trying to do?"
Zhuang Mohan glanced at Fan Ruoruo, looking completely bewildered.
Fan Ruoruo took a deep breath and glanced at everyone in the hall.
"Gentlemen, please listen carefully!"
Having said that, Fan Ruoruo didn't delay and immediately opened the poetry collection to read aloud:
"Newly brewed wine, green as ants, 210 cups of wine; a small red clay stove, a gentle fire! Evening approaches, snow is imminent; shall we share a cup?"
"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns?"
"Have you not seen the white hair in the mirror in the hall, which was black in the morning and turned to white in the evening?"
"..."
"Having seen the vast ocean, other waters seem insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are not worth seeing."
"..."
"If love between two people is destined to last, why should they be together every day and night?"
"Peach blossoms and spring breeze, a cup of wine; wandering the rivers and lakes, night rain, ten years of lamplight."
"There will be times when the wind and waves will be strong, and I will set sail to cross the vast ocean."
“An old friend enters my dream, showing me how long I have missed him.”
"The green mountains stand together under the same clouds and rain, the bright moon has never been of two separate places."
"Though the process of sifting through sand a thousand times is arduous, only after blowing away all the sand can gold be found."
"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to miles."
"..."
"The higher you climb, the colder it gets; I dance with my shadow, how can it compare to being in the human world?"
People say that the setting sun marks the end of the world, but gazing to the horizon, one cannot see home.
"Luoxia and Lonely fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky."
"The yellow clouds are thousands of miles away and the wind is moving, and the white waves are flowing over the snow-capped mountains."
"Since ancient times, who has ever escaped death? Let my loyal heart shine in history."
"I am willing to draw the sword at my waist and go straight to slay the Loulan!"
"Thinking of the past, the vast expanse of misty waves in the Thousand Novels Group 371, the twilight deepens over the boundless Chu sky. 119"
……
And so, one famous line after another, enough to be passed down through the ages, came from Fan Ruoruo's mouth.
Everyone inside the hall was completely dumbfounded!
Knowing that Fan Ruoruo was a renowned talented woman in Kyoto, I never expected her to utter such timeless lines!
With so many poems, any one line could be passed down through the ages.
Even Zhuang Mohan, upon hearing this, had a face filled with shock and disbelief.
A literary master like him, one can immediately tell the quality of his poetry just by listening to him.
There are many geniuses in the world, but since ancient times, there has never been a scene like today.
Just as everyone was speechless with shock, Fan Ruoruo took a breath and stopped reading. Instead, she said:
"All those poems were written by Brother Qingfeng."
"How could someone who can write so many poems possibly plagiarize other people's work?"
Fan Ruoruo's words shocked everyone present even more.
"what?"
"this?"
"Were all those poems written by Chen Qingfeng?"
"how come?"
Everyone couldn't believe it.
Guo Baokun was dumbfounded, the lines of poetry still swirling in his mind, feeling that they were simply too wonderful to be true.
The eldest princess sat in her seat, also greatly shocked, her mind still replaying the phrase she had inadvertently overheard: "The higher you climb, the colder it gets."
At this moment, Guo Baokun took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and said:
"Fan Ruoruo!"
"So what if all the poems you recited were written by Chen Qingfeng?"
"Even if he wrote hundreds or thousands of poems, it doesn't prove that the last four lines of the poem 'Ascending the Heights' weren't plagiarized."
Chapter 64: The Crown Prince's Obsession with Li Yunrui?! A Shocking Scandal in the Royal Family! Chen Pingping's Ruthless Methods
No explanation was needed from Fan Ruoruo.
The Second Prince, Li Chengze, suddenly interjected: