The face of the young man in black suddenly became extremely exciting.
Almost subconsciously, he looked at Chu Zhongbai next to him.
Chu Zhongbai's face also turned pale: "It's him! Li Huaijin?!"
"This...how is this possible?" The young man in black shirt obviously didn't believe it.
But among the crowd, some people already exclaimed.
"Li Huaijin is really a great talent!"
"With this extraordinary story, Li Huaijin was at the top of the list three years ago, which is true to his name."
"exactly."
Everyone was full of praise.
Although, when it comes to famous talents in Yinhua Mansion, Chu Zhongbai definitely deserves a share.
But if you really want to be famous in Yinhua, you have to count Li Suijiu.
Because Li Suijiu was only fifteen years old when he was admitted as a scholar, but he still won the first prize in one fell swoop.
Even Chu Zhongbai three years ago was suppressed. Moreover, Chu Zhongbai is now twenty years old, and he was seventeen when he was admitted as a scholar.
This is not to say that Chu Zhongbai is not good, it can only be said that Li Suijiu was more like a 'Xiu'er' back then.
Later, Li Suijiu gained favor from members of the Nie Mansion and got engaged to a young lady from the Nie Mansion. At that time, he made countless talented men and beauties envious, making men jealous and women beating their breasts.
It can be said that it was extremely prosperous and unparalleled in the limelight.
Then……
There's no after that.
The youngest head of the Yinhua Mansion faced three miserable years in his life. Miss Nie Mansion died of illness, and the young man became stupid. He never left the thatched cottage for three years without writing any poems or articles.
There are even rumors that Li Sui wine can attract talented people, but it is a result of fraud.
So, after a burst of praise, there were naturally voices of doubt.
"But isn't Li Huaijin stupid?"
"Is there a possibility that he has not left the thatched cottage for the past three years, but he has been studying hard just to prepare for this year's autumn examination?"
"If that's the case, Li Suijiu is really a man of perseverance!"
There are voices of doubt, but there are even more voices of praise. After all, Li Suijiu was really outstanding three years ago. There is no second person among the young talents in Man Yinhua who can compare with him.
The faces of Chu Zhongbai and the young man in black looked a little stiff.
Because, just now, they had categorically said that the person who wrote this must be a scholar or a scholar, but now they know that it was Li Suijiu who wrote it.
This slap came too quickly!
The faces of the three of them were burning with pain.
Especially for Chu Zhongbai, it was difficult to describe his current mood in words, as if a mountain suddenly pressed on his chest, making him unable to breathe.
The young man in black even thought about confirming with Song Ding, but Song Ding and Zhang Jia had already left quickly.
Obviously, he went to Huaijin Thatched Cottage to deliver the stickers.
But at this moment, when he looked at the ordinary invitation in his hand, he felt somewhat uncomfortable, so he gritted his teeth and said, "This Li Suijiu is plagiarizing again!"
"Plagiarism?" When everyone heard this, they all looked at the young man in black.
"He got it from plagiarism. If he was really talented, why didn't he publish a poem or article for three years, and now he spreads this article all over Yinhua Mansion to gain some fame?"
"Brother, your analysis makes sense!"
After the black-shirted young man said something, the voices of praise were suppressed, and the voices of doubt took over again. Everyone thought in their hearts that maybe this was really the case.
But some people expressed dissatisfaction with the words of the black-shirted young man: "Brother accused Li Huaijin of plagiarism. Is there any evidence? If not, I'm afraid it will be framed and jealous, right?"
The young man in black shirt didn't have any, so he couldn't answer.
At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd.
"Nie Xiaoqian! I remember that the Miss Nie Mansion who died of illness had this name, right?"
"What? You said Miss Nie's name is Nie Xiaoqian, are you sure?"
"Absolutely true!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
This is definitely a big deal.
Someone said: "So, this story is really written by Li Huaijin?"
"Based on just one name, it is impossible to determine whether Li Huaijin deliberately changed the female ghost's name when plagiarizing it. Otherwise, why would he be named after his deceased wife?"
"There is some truth to this statement."
"I think Li Suijiu may have been meeting Miss Nie Mansion in his dreams for the past three years, so he got this strange story."
"What kind of dream can last for three years? I'm afraid the ghost of Miss Nie Mansion has never left Huaijin Thatched Cottage!"
"If this is really the case, it would be surprising!"
"..."
Everyone was still arguing.
Finally, someone said: "Wouldn't you know if it was Li Huaijin's work? If you try it at the [Dispute Essay Conference] tonight?"
"Yes, Master Yang also invited Li Huaijin!"
"But, Li Huaijin has not attended a cultural gathering in the past three years. Will he go this time?"
"If you don't go, you will have plagiarized it."
"Well, let's wait for Li Huaijin tonight!"
After everyone finished speaking, most of them dispersed.
Chu Zhongbai, Wang Wen and the black-shirted young master were still standing where they were.
The young man in black shirt saw Chu Zhongbai's state of mind and said again: "Brother Chu, there is no need to be like this. What I heard just now seems to be very reasonable.
Li Huaijin was probably haunted by the ghost of Miss Nie Mansion, so he got this story. Even if he didn't plagiarize it, he couldn't get a second one! "
"You must be careful when talking about plagiarism." Chu Zhongbai glanced at the young man in black, but did not answer the call. He only said: "You two, please send these invitations first. I will go back to my house first."
"That's it, I'll take my leave. I'll see you at the [Argument Conference] in the evening." The young man in black took his leave.
"Farewell." Wang Wen also waved his hand, but his face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes couldn't stop bulging outward.
But soon, he turned away and left quickly.
The three of them dispersed.
Chu Zhongbai was in a very bad mood, so he didn't send the invitations anymore, but went back to his home first.
The Chu Mansion's residence is located on Yinhua West Street, but it didn't take long, it only took a short time to arrive.
As soon as he entered the house, Chu Zhongbai saw his mother watering some flowers and plants in the courtyard. She was wearing a skirt, but accidentally got caught on a vine.
"Mom, be careful!"
Chu Zhongbai rushed over immediately, lowered his head and carefully lifted up the skirt.
His mother's surname is Cai, and everyone calls her Cai.
When Mrs. Cai saw Chu Zhongbai, the smile on her face was extremely warm: "My son is back so soon, why don't you drink some tea with your colleagues?"
"No, autumn is approaching, so we still have to seize the time to study." Chu Zhongbai replied respectfully.
"My son is diligent, but your father died early, so only you and me are left in this house. In the end, mother and son must depend on each other, but we must not work too hard, and we must rest properly."
"My mother's instructions must be obeyed by my child. In the evening, Master Yang will hold a [defense conference], and my child still has to attend." Chu Zhongbai walked over, held his mother's hand, and walked out of the flower room.
Then he helped his mother sit down in front of a piece of bluestone. Then he squatted on the ground among the grass and used both hands to help Cai's legs. The movements were gentle and heavy, which showed that he often did this on weekdays.
The sun shines.
This scene is also warm and harmonious.
However, less than a moment after Chu Zhongbai hammered, his face suddenly turned into gold paper, he covered his abdomen with both hands, and fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Mother, the child has abdominal pain like cramps!"
"What's wrong with my son? Why did my son suddenly fall ill? Someone, come on, call the doctor quickly!"
"It hurts, it hurts."
…
Huaijin Thatched Cottage.
The courtyard is full of spring.
The rain and dew on the old elm trees are as crystal clear as jade.
However, Li Suijiu was already dozing off from waiting: "Brother Bi, what you just said about [Snow Falling Full of Silver Flowers], why hasn't it fallen yet?"
"..." Bi Twelve.
yes?
What went wrong.
He stayed outside the Huaijin Thatched Cottage all night, and was blown by the cold wind all night, just to see the 'shocked' look on Li Suijiu's face?
The results of it?
Not a scrap of paper was left behind!
This guy...can he still pretend?
Li Suijiu saw that Bi Twelve didn't reply, and finally couldn't help but complain: "Brother Bi, is his brain crazy? Why is there snow falling in these three months?"
Why does this sound familiar?
Oh, that’s what Guyu said to the shopkeeper yesterday!
Bi Twelve cursed in his heart: Guyu, what the hell are you doing? ! Where is the snow? I've been waiting all night, but you came over and sprinkled some snow!
I was cursing in my heart...
Not far away, two government servants, one fat and one thin, came.
It was Song Ding and Zhang Jia.
