After crying like this, his momentum has been reduced by three points!
In order to save his last bit of face, Mr. Liu had to defend Liu Er. After all, she was his daughter in name only. He couldn't recognize her when she was glorious, and then deny her when she was reprimanded. Otherwise, the backbone of his Liu family would be exposed.
"Ma'am, is there any misunderstanding here?"
Mr. Liu didn't dare to say anything harsh.
Zhao Ying smiled faintly, "I haven't finished speaking yet..."
"My husband, Miss Liu's father before him, adopted her as my wife's youngest daughter, and therefore doted on her since she was young. About two years ago, my husband sent a poem to a friend, wishing him success in the autumn exam. Miss Liu was with him at the time, and my husband taught her the poem. The nickname of that friend who was about to take the exam was Kuozhi!"
Now the truth is out.
It turns out that this poem was stolen...
No wonder……
No wonder……
Everyone in the audience suddenly realized and looked at Liu Er with contempt.
Shangguan Qingyue clicked his tongue and said, "How shameless! They even stole this!"
[What's there to steal from these crappy poems? I wouldn't even want them even if they were given to me for free!]
[I use paper with words on it to wipe my butt, but I still can’t wipe it clean enough…]
A country gentleman was curious, "Since it was written two years ago, it should be passed on to the world. It is such a beautifully crafted article, it shouldn't be buried and unknown..."
Everyone nodded after hearing this. That's right, if it was as the beautiful woman said, they would have read this poem long ago and would not have been deceived by Liu Er's misleading information.
"It's a long story. The person I gave this poem to, Kuozhi, was a long-time friend of my husband. He failed the college entrance exams for years, but when he finally passed, he was so excited that he developed a heart attack and passed away..."
"Ah? What a pity..."
"Later, my husband buried this poem with Kuo."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh when they heard this. Some people who liked to argue wanted to say that since the man was dead, what evidence do you have to prove that it was your husband who did it?
But then I thought, even if it was not written by the husband of the beautiful woman in front of me, it was definitely not a poem written by a child like Liu Er!
At this point, Master Liu could only pretend to be disappointed in Liu Er and said, "Er Er, you are confused. Why would you do such a shameful thing?"
Liu Er cried, "I didn't! What my father taught me is mine, I didn't steal it!"
Master Liu paused after hearing this, and after a while said to Zhao Ying, "Maybe the child is still young and doesn't understand what's going on here. I guess it wasn't intentional..."
Seeing this, the others echoed, "That's right, Miss Liu is just young and doesn't understand that this is plagiarism!"
"Her father has taught her to recite it, he will definitely not blame her!"
"No way!"
The little fellow put his hands on his hips and interrupted angrily, "If my father knew that the fake daughter plagiarized his poem and used it to cause trouble for me and my mother, he would be furious!" Shangguan Qingyue paused, thought for a moment, and said seriously, "He might even spank me!"
[Daddy will spank me when he's angry... Now I remember, Daddy has to spank my second brother more than me!]
Liu Er's defense was broken, and he yelled at Shangguan Qingyue, "Daddy won't hit me, Daddy loves me the most!"
Shangguan Qingyue said in a delicate voice, "He loves you so much, why did he send you away?"
puff……
Liu Er was completely defeated.
Mr. Liu felt ashamed and wanted to take Madam Liu and Liu Er away, but Liu Er pushed him away and refused to leave.
She wants to stay here and watch Shangguan Qingyue being punished by the people from Xiangcaoju!
Mr. Liu paused, but his desire to watch the fun still prevailed.
The same goes for others.
Because everyone wants to see the style of Mr. Xiangcao in person.
After a while, someone came to the door.
A man in white walked in with his hands behind his back. His skin was as white as snow. Although his facial features were not stunning, he had an outstanding temperament and an ethereal air. Walking from afar, he looked like an immortal.
There was a sudden silence in the lotus pond until the man in white swept his eyes over everyone and asked, "Who picked my lotus?" Looking closely, he looked a little excited.
The sound was like the water flowing in a mountain stream, clear and cool.
Everyone looked at the culprit. Zhao Ying shot him a look, and those people turned their eyes away in fear for no reason, not daring to look again.
Shangguan Qingyue was about to open his mouth when Zhao Xi stopped him. Zhao Xi spoke first, "Sir, are you Ms. Xiangcao?"
The man in white asked curiously, "Did you pick it?"
"Didn't they say it was a baby girl..." the man in white muttered, looking at Zhao Xi with some disgust.
Zhao Xi didn't respond, and continued, "I took your pills, sir, and I'll pay for them myself. I've prepared ten thousand taels of silver, sir, and I hope you'll accept it!"
"How come you don't understand what I'm saying? I'm asking who picked my flowers and who wants your money?"
Zhao Xi frowned slightly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, Liu Er pointed at Shangguan Qingyue and screamed, "It's her! She picked it!"
The disciples who followed the man also responded, "Yes, it's that little kid!"
The white-clothed man's eyes lit up, and he quickly looked at Shangguan Qingyue. Zhao Ying stepped forward, blocking his sight, and said gently, "Sir, since you don't want money, then the terms are up to you. We can afford any rare treasure in the world!"
"What a big tone!" Someone among the disciples mocked.
However, neither Zhao Ying nor the man in white paid any attention. The man in white glanced at Zhao Ying for a long moment, then looked through her at the little kid behind her. He instantly understood something and smiled gently, "Don't worry, Madam. I'm not here to hold you accountable!"
So what are you here for?
The man in white understood Zhao Ying's expression and explained, "I came here to see who has broken my lotus formation."
There were constant sounds of surprise from the crowd.
"What Lotus Formation? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Isn't he a liar? Is this guy really Vanilla Monk?"
The disciple scolded coldly, "This is our junior uncle, Master Cao!"
"What is Mr. Cao?"
The disciple said, "Our master is Lay Buddhist Xiang, so of course the uncle is Lay Buddhist Cao!"
[Fuck, it turns out that Vanilla Monk is actually two people...]
Mr. Cao looked at Zhao Ying with a look of joy in his eyes. "Madam, you may not know this, but I once vowed to find the most intelligent person in the world, take her as my disciple, and pass on my legacy to her. However, mediocre people are easy to find, but good generals are hard to find. For more than ten years, I haven't had the chance to meet one!"
"Today is truly a godsend. Madam is the mother of that child?" Mr. Cao said excitedly, "Then congratulations! I will accept your daughter as my disciple!"
Zhao Ying: ...
Shangguan Qingyue: […No, who are you? Do you want to be my master?]
Shangguan Qingyue looked at the man in white in front of him and suddenly felt very familiar, not in appearance, but in a familiar aura.
[It can’t be…]
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