Seeing Liu Yufei's expression, everyone present, even those who were slow to react, all came to their senses.
Due to their preconceptions, Li Mao and others immediately buried their faces under the table when they saw Liu Yufei's expression. There was nothing they could do, it was really embarrassing.
I knew I wouldn't come today. I came here to have fun, not to seek bad luck.
When Song Wen saw this, he immediately became excited and said, "Look, I just said that his poems were plagiarism, right? Now it's revealed, right?"
"That's right, I also think this guy is a bit too much."
"He still wants Wen Dou, it's simply a wishful thinking."
"Brother Song really has sharp eyesight. He can tell immediately that there is something wrong with this kid. I admire him."
"The Li family is probably going to disappear completely. At his level, we don't need to think about what Wen Dou will end up with."
Li Mao and others listened to the ridicule of this group of literati, and their faces became uglier than pork liver. They wanted to refute, but they felt that they were unable to refute at all.
Who are they to refute? What they said is correct.
Every Wu Erdai looked a little lonely. They were so excited when they heard Li Baiyi reciting Manjianghong just now, but now they are so depressed.
Li Baiyi sat down directly and watched the performance of everyone in front of him at leisure. He was looking forward to the expressions of these guys when Liu Yufei read out the poem.
Liu Yufei only came back to her senses at this time. Thinking of what Song Wen and others had just said, she said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, everyone has misunderstood the young master. The poem written by the young master is very good."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned and did not react, but Liu Yufei bowed directly to Li Baiyi.
"Young Master, you are able to send this poem to the slave family. It is a great achievement for the slave family. Your poem has elevated the slave family's status. The slave family is really overjoyed."
When Li Mao and others heard this, they couldn't help but froze. What was going on.
Didn't you say that the poem before the young master was plagiarized? Could it be that he plagiarized another one?
I heard that Duke Zhen Guo invited a teacher from the courtyard for the young prince. Anyone with a name was invited. Could it be that they have been doing these things in the past two days?
Song Wen was also stunned for a moment, and then said with an ugly face: "Miss Liu, what are you doing? Do you also want to cover for this loser?"
"How can he compose poetry? He can't do anything but be useless."
Guo Mingwen said with some curiosity: "Miss Liu, you should read the content of this poem to all of us. I don't believe that he can write any good poems."
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nodded and looked at Liu Yufei.
Liu Yufei smiled, looked at the poem in her hand, and read it out.
"There is no beauty in the world, and beauty is what pleases the eyes. The beauty of a country and a city will amaze everyone in the world."
Li Baiyi smiled faintly and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Mr. Bai Juyi, I'm sorry, I want to borrow your poem.
In the next box, a blue-eyed woman who looked almost the same as Liu Yufei also heard the content of the poem, and her eyes suddenly widened.
This person is none other than the eldest princess of Beiyuan, Yelufang. She followed the Beiyuan mission to Kunjing City.
Bored along the way, she purposely abandoned the large army and rushed to the capital in advance, just to walk around the capital more and increase her confidence of victory.
When this poem came to her ears, it was like thunder striking her head, leaving her stunned.
How is it possible that a good-for-nothing young man from the capital can actually come up with such a wonderful sentence?
"Xiang'er, hurry up and investigate this Li Baiyi and see what secrets he has that we don't know about."
"This is very important. We must investigate clearly. This is related to the success or failure of our civil war."
In the box next door, a group of second-generation civil servants heard the poem recited by Liu Yufei, and their mouths opened wide in shock, not knowing what to say.
Those Wu Erdai may not be able to understand the level of this poem, but they, who spend their days writing and writing, know it all too well.
The level of this poem is simply comparable to those famous poems that have been passed down through the ages!
It is absolutely impossible for them to write such a beautiful sentence themselves. Even Guo Mingwen, the so-called most talented person in the capital, is ashamed of himself!
A group of second-generation military generals looked at the expressions of the second-generation civil servants and came back to their senses. Thinking of Miss Liu's bow and praise just now, they immediately stood up refreshed and approached the group of second-generation civil servants.
"You weaklings are the losers. You can't beat us in a fight. Now even poetry writing, which you are best at, has been outclassed by our young master. What use do you have?"
"Young master, are you still missing some pendants on your legs?"
Song Wen and others were really caught off guard by this poem, but they soon realized that something was wrong!
Song Wen immediately stood up, pointed at Li Baiyi and said, "This is pure plagiarism, you are so shameless!"
When Li Mao and others saw this, they couldn't help but be stunned and didn't know what to do.
Seeing that Li Baiyi didn't respond, Song Wen said even more confidently: "Humph, how can you have such literary talent? You kid didn't just copy a lower level one, you just copied the famous works of the ages. It's really rude."
Guo Mingwen's eyes flashed, he stood up and sneered: "He just plagiarized. I wrote this poem. I asked why my manuscript was missing. It turned out that this kid stole it."
"This kid really has no lower limit. In order to win the literary fight, he actually used such despicable methods and looked like he was righteous."
"Don't you feel ashamed when you say those righteous words?"
When Li Mao and others heard this, they couldn't help but look at Li Baiyi. Seeing that he didn't refute and didn't look surprised, they were stunned and immediately believed Song Wen's words.
When have they ever done this kind of thing before as warriors? For so many years, they have been outshone by civil servants in terms of literary talents. Although they are unhappy, this is normal.
Thinking of this, a group of second-generation martial artists felt a little shameless.
Even Liu Yufei was a little shaken by Song Wen's words.
Before, she was just moved by the content of the poem without thinking about it in detail.
Now think about it, Li Baiyi's two poems have very different styles, as if they were written by two people.
Either Li Baiyi is truly a genius who knows everything about poetry, or Li Baiyi is plagiarizing!
Liu Yufei has been very clear about Li Baiyi's performance in the past two years. He absolutely cannot be the so-called master of poetry!
Li Baiyi was immediately angered by Guo Mingwen's words. These literati were so shameless. He was ashamed of himself!
Although he did not create it himself, in this world, it is not an exaggeration to say that these poems are original to him, at least they cannot be written by Guo Mingwen!
