The people did not believe Qing Jun Gongzi opened his mouth and said, "That book of poems is here."
Some junior disciples have long put the prepared poetry collection in front of everyone, let them see it for themselves, and many of the poetry collections on it are written by Bei Nianjin recently.
Of course, there are many poems that have not yet appeared, and the style of their poems is of the same clan and the same ancestry.
Qing Jun Gongzi then said: "If you still have doubts, you might as well go to the Di Copying Society to have a look, where this poetry collection has been printed, and it will be available soon." ” Those who are half-convinced, even if they don't believe it, believe it.
Because lettering rubbing can not be completed in a day or two, this process takes half a month or even longer.
At that time, this had not happened yet, so it was impossible to prepare in advance.
In the face of ironclad evidence, and there are ten masters of Yashe as proof, everyone believes it even if they don't believe it, but there are always one or two exceptions, those who love Bei Nianjin will always find a perfect reason.
"This book is not a collection of poems from Bei Nianjin."
Qing Jun Gongzi was really speechless and looked at the person who refuted loudly, how blind is this person to be so unable to see the truth.
At this moment, the old man, who rarely appeared in front of people, walked to the front hall.
"This collection of poems is an unknown son, and it was handed over to the old man two months ago."
Everyone looked at him in surprise, and the old man came forward to prove that no one present dared to raise doubts.
"I didn't expect it to be a nameless son."
"It was such a surprise."
Someone immediately thought of a question, "How did Bei Nianjin know about the poetry collection of the unknown son, is she familiar with the unknown son?"
"She must have met the unknown son to have the opportunity to see this poetry collection and steal it."
Someone immediately followed.
This statement is unanimously agreed by everyone.
Qing Jun Gongzi actually wanted to tell them who the Nameless Son was, but he couldn't say it, so he could only let them guess.
"No, no."
The purple-clothed boy suddenly spoke, he pinched his chin with both hands, and his face was pensive.
"Is there something wrong?"
the crowd looked at him with puzzled expressions.
"Bei Nianjin and Bei Yutang's poems are similar, so is Bei Yutang's poems also stolen from the unknown son" The purple man expressed the doubts in his heart.
"It must be.
You see that the portrait painted by the unknown son for Bei Yutang is so expressive, it must be familiar.
Someone immediately said.
"It's too much for two sisters to steal the same person's poems at the same time," the purple-clothed boy said this, his voice paused, and his slightly narrowed eyes widened suddenly, "I know who he is." ” The purple-clothed boy hurriedly ran into the back hall with a happy face, leaving everyone with a back.
Everyone looked at his disappearing figure with a blank face, and soon heard bursts of laughter from the back hall, and everyone was even more confused.
Soon I saw the young man in purple come out of the back hall with a happy face, and said, "We have all been deceived."
We've all been deceived.
Ha ha. ” All: If you don't know his style, you really think he's crazy.
I was deceived one by one, but I still laughed so happily.
"Do you know who the nameless boy is" The purple-clothed boy looked at a group of confused students, and that expression, it was a posture that everyone was drunk and I was sober. oshow7: