On the main hall, Emperor Han Xian, who was wearing an imperial crown, looked down at the trembling scribe below and asked, "What is the matter with you?"
The emperor's hunting has eliminated the restrictions of rank to a certain extent, for example, the officials of the previous dynasty must be above the fourth rank, like the scribe in front of him, according to the general procedure, he wants to see himself.
In the future, it is estimated that they will be dying And the reason why Emperor Han Xian agreed to see him was not special, just curious, Ying Zhen was Ying Xuan's nephew, and it didn't matter if he saw him.
"Cao Chong plagiarized other people's works, but he is really a person who sells his reputation and reputation, and everyone will be punished" As soon as these words came out, the entire hall seemed to explode, countless people turned their heads to each other, Xun Yu's eyes showed a thoughtful look, Xun Yu was a little worried, and Zhang Liao clenched his fists even more.
Of course, when the main owner Cao Chong heard this, he also woke up from pretending to be drunk. hehe Those who sell their fame and reputation will be punished by everyone in the world You and I are Dong Zhuo, a national thief Cao Chong's eyes were sharp, his body was straight, but there was not much panic on his face.
Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door At least in this era, if you don't plagiarize, then there's nothing to be afraid of Emperor Han Xian was stunned for a moment, and his eyes hesitated a little.
Cao Chong: Isn't this Cao Cao's son Emperor Han Xian had several very sensitive threads in his heart, and one of them was related to Cao Cao's family affairs.
So Emperor Han Xian turned his head, looked at Cao Cao, and asked, "Prime Minister, is there such a thing?"
Cao Cao's eyes were closed at the moment, and after hearing Liu Xie's words, he quickly got up and saluted.
"Your Majesty, the minister doesn't know about this matter, you might as well listen to what evidence this person can say."
Ying Zhen was sweating his Confucian clothes at the moment, and when he looked at it from behind, he could already see his soaked Confucian clothes, clinging tightly to his back.
The prime minister is Cao Chong's father, and he speaks ill of his son, and it will not be good for any father.
Fortunately, Yang Xiu guessed correctly The prime minister was afraid and didn't believe that these poems were all done by Cao Chong, so he took this opportunity to test Cao Chong.
Of course, Ying Zhen guessed the first, but did not guess the second, although Cao Cao had doubts in his heart, but he would not bet on his son's reputation.
The reason why I want Ying Zhen to continue talking is that the first thing is to see if there is any evidence, and the second is to test the heart of his most intelligent son.
Seeing the collapse of the Yangtze River and the collapse of Mount Tai, he still had the courage to meet a small requirement of his successor.
And when it really came to the moment when Cao Chong couldn't cope with it, Cao Cao naturally wouldn't let Cao Chong suffer call Ying Zhen exhaled again, and at this time, his chest rose and fell violently, his hands trembled, and he looked down at the floor of the main hall. grunt He swallowed a mouthful of saliva before he said slowly: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, I don't know if you have ever seen a son who has not been educated for a long time write such a masterpiece."
After saying that, Ying Zhen took out a roll of bamboo slips from his cuffs, unfolded it and read it slowly.
"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown" After reading this poem, Ying Zhen looked directly at Cao Cao.
"Prime Minister, dare to ask if the son is homesick" Cao Cao lowered his head and pondered, he was also puzzled by this, so he said: "I have been away from Cangshu for more than a year, but I don't know anything about this."
Ying Zhen came prepared at this time, and knew that this alone could not establish the thesis of Cao Chong's plagiarism, so he took out a bamboo slip from his cuff.
Quickly unfolding the bamboo slip, there was a sneer in Ying Zhen's eyes "Suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim."
Ying Zhen turned around and looked at Cao Chong, who was upright, with a sarcasm on his face.
"Seventh Prince, I want to ask you, at the age of thirteen, you can know what it is."
"Hahaha" "Hahaha" After this sentence, many people present laughed, yes, you son, you know what it is Their eyes were flickering, but under their eyes, there was a touch of contempt that could not be erased.
Such a person insults our eyes and ears, and we disdain to sit with him for such a person If this matter is not yet conclusive, I am afraid that many people will have to leave Cao Chong's left.
But there was a hint of gloom in Yang Xiu's eyes.
Because in his eyes, Cao Chong is too calm, a little weirdly calm "Hahaha, hahaha" Cao Chong stood up and looked up to the sky and laughed.
Ying Zhen sighed in her heart, saying that so many people are looking at you, shouldn't you be nervous So many people doubt you, shouldn't you be at a loss Where do you get your confidence?
"Why is the seventh prince laughing, isn't it because Ying Zhen said that he was in his heart, so he is hysterical" "Hysteria" Cao Chong looked at Ying Zhen with disdain, and smashed it on the ground.
"When I went out today, I said that something was wrong, it turned out that there was a mad dog biting people."
Mad dog Ying Zhen's face was blue and white, this son actually compared me to a vicious dog, a mad dog, just so daring "Cao Cangshu, don't spew blood" "Bloody mouth" Cao Chong looked at Ying Zhen with a sneer, and smiled a little weirdly.
"You were a bloody spewing person before, what Cang Shu said at this time is the words of a saint."
"You" Ying Zhen had to admit this fact, he couldn't scold Cao Chong, so he breathed a sigh of relief and brought the topic back.
"Cao Cangshu, you keep saying that I am a bloody squirting person, so how do you explain the beauty endowment and silent night thoughts" Cao Chong smiled, when he sent out these two articles, Cao Chong hesitated in his heart, but the reason why he wanted to send it out.
It's not that Cao Chong has no poetry in his head On the contrary, Cao Chong has too many poems in his head, and Cao Chong, who has been preparing for the college entrance examination for 12 years, does not have some poetry reserves, which is a big joke in the world The reason why I want to send out the silent night thoughts is just for a filial name If you want to make a name for yourself in the Three Kingdoms, you have to show Oscar-level acting skills.
So Cao Chong cried for a second, and his expression became miserable.
"The reason why I can write silent night thoughts is not homesickness, but homesickness and homesickness."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Xiu's eyes widened, and he said secretly: "It's broken."
Cao Chong didn't take a breath, but continued.
"My father has been fighting all the year round, and Cangshu misses his father day and night, hoping that his father will triumph as soon as possible, so he wrote this poem" Ying Zhen swallowed her saliva, and was at a loss for a while, people said that writing this poem was for his father, but it was filial piety, what else do you have to say Cao Cao saw Cao Chong with tears on his face, coupled with such emotional words, his eyes were already red.
You kid, it doesn't take me a lot of love for you Ying Zhen's lips trembled, and she said, "How do you explain that beauty?"
Cao Chong wiped the tears from his face, and his eyes were already very sharp interpretation Then I'll explain it to you: