Taking the blame for the fake daughter: After being released from prison, she went on a killing spre

Su Yunling wrote with divine power, and his graceful and graceful posture attracted the attention of curious people.

The princes on the other side of the screen also stretched their necks to look around curiously.

Dr. Sima came to Su Yunling's desk, put one hand behind his back and gently twirled his beard with the other.

Those who know him know that he only behaves like this when he appreciates the talent of a student.

"The handwriting of County Lord Hemin is profound and concise. Her calligraphy skills are not acquired overnight. She is even as good as my most proud student. It shows that the rumors are not to be believed!"

"Thank you for your compliment, sir." Su Yunling smiled.

Her profound calligraphy skills are the result of accumulation over time. She had learned it after she turned into a human form in her previous life, and she had secretly practiced it before awakening her memory in this life. Naturally, she is not comparable to ordinary people.

Dr. Sima's evaluation of Su Yunling made the whole family excited, but Su Yueying's expression was particularly ugly.

Su Yunling is not only not illiterate, but can also write? Even better than her?

When did she learn it?

Xiao Nanchuan had the same idea as her. Before, he asked Su Yunling to help him deliver a letter to Su Yueying, and she made a fool of herself because she couldn't read. How long did it take for her to be able to write beautifully?

How can it be?

"I've finished writing..." Su Yunling put down his pen, admired his impromptu work, and was quite satisfied.

Dr. Sima frowned after reading the whole poem, "This poem is..." He saw the metaphor in the poem but was not able to express it clearly.

Su Yunling smiled harmlessly, "Sir, poetry writing requires inspiration. This poem is my greatest inspiration right now."

"Then I'll circulate it to you all..."

Su Yunling's poem was circulated, and after reading it, Su Yueying's expression changed completely.

"Second sister, what do you mean?"

"Such a straightforward meaning, sister, don't you understand? It means what you think it means!"

"You..." Su Yueying was furious.

"What are you doing? Are you going to get angry and embarrassed after being caught?"

When others saw the two sisters arguing with each other, they became more and more curious about what Su Yunling had written.

Before Su Yueying could tear up Su Yunling's poem, Princess Chaoyang snatched it away and read it out loud:

"The brazen woman climbed the tower,

The thief picked the fruits and took the melons.

Flowers blossom without asking,

I want to make Li Lang cry until he goes blind.

The face is too white, but the heart is scumbag,

Ah! The whole room burst into laughter. "

"Hahaha...is this also called a poem?" Princess Chaoyang's undisguised ridicule resonated in the hall.

"This is so funny, what does this say?"

Su Yunling's poem was finally circulated to the other side of the screen.

Su Yunling looked indifferent, "I am not talented, I just treat it as a pastime to entertain you, it is very appropriate for the occasion."

"This seems to be an acrostic poem."

"have a look……"

"Shame on the plagiarist!"

"Is she implying that the Saint plagiarized other people's poems?"

Amid the discussion among the crowd, Su Yueying's face turned paler visibly.

At this point, no one was talking about the quality of Su Yunling's poem, but instead focused on plagiarism.

Xiao Ji Chen lowered his eyes and glanced at this quite interesting poem, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, until Xiao Nanchuan poked him on the shoulder from behind.

Xiao Nanchuan held Su Yunling's poem in his hand and read it carefully word by word. He immediately noticed that her handwriting looked very familiar to him. Why?

It's like...

He obviously thought of something, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Princess Hemin, according to what is said in this poem, you are implying that the saint plagiarized other people's poems, right? Do you have any evidence?" The first person to speak up for Su Yueying this time was the eldest prince.

Su Yunling stood up and bowed in the direction of the eldest prince. "Eldest prince, as I just said to the doctor, poetry needs to be inspired... The Saint's poem is so bold and unrestrained, it sounds like it was improvised by a poet who loves wine to drown her sorrows. As far as I know, the Saint doesn't drink at all!"

Su Yunling's words were like throwing a stone into a calm lake, splashing ripples.

"It seems to make some sense. The spirit of this poem does not seem to be written by a girl in the boudoir. Could it really be plagiarism?"

"Impossible. The Saint is not an ordinary girl, so she cannot be compared with ordinary people..."

"Su Yueying, did you copy your poem?" Princess Chaoyang asked directly.

Su Yueying felt like she was being roasted on the fire, and could only deny it. "Of course not, this is my improvisation!"

"But you don't drink at all. You keep drinking. You wish to be drunk forever and never wake up. You want to exchange your five-colored horse and a thousand-dollar fur coat for good wine? How do you explain that?"

Su Yunling avoided Su Yueying's embarrassed but stubborn expression and let her show off? Now you know what it means to bite off more than you can chew, right?

"Whether you believe it or not, this poem is an impromptu one of mine. Second sister insisted that I produce evidence, but I really can't. This poem was not written by me, but by a senior who taught me horse riding and archery. The senior passed away last year, so I wanted to use this poem to commemorate him. I didn't expect that Second sister would frame me like this."

Su Yueying was stubborn and aggrieved, yet she acted as if she was not going to give in.

The eldest prince immediately felt distressed. "I think whether or not one can drink is not inconsistent with writing this poem. The saint's talent has long been praised, and I believe it is not a false reputation. I suspect that Princess Hemin is jealous of the saint's talent, so she deliberately slandered her."

"Jealous?" Xiao Ji Chen, who had been silent for a long time, chuckled.

"Prince Junyang, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."

Xiao Jichen handed the copy of Su Yueying's poem back to the people in the front row, "Is Princess Hemin jealous that the Saint could write six wrong characters in a short poem?"

It turned out that someone had stolen Su Yueying's poems while Dr. Sima was away from the lecture hall and circulated them for appreciation.

As soon as Xiao Ji Chen took a look, he found that Su Yueying's handwriting was only barely neat and tidy, and there were typos throughout the whole article.

“There are quite a few typos.”

"The word 'Gaotang' is written wrong... and 'Chuang' is also wrong."

"And the Saint's calligraphy skills seem to be far inferior to those of Hemin County Princess..."

Su Yueying finally felt so embarrassed after listening to this that she felt ashamed.

Especially when facing Xiao Jichen, she knew that Xiao Jichen seemed to be a dandy on the surface, but in fact he was interested in collecting poetry books.

I wanted to win his favor by reciting his favorite poem, but I backfired and he found a bunch of typos.

It feels like when you are about to confess your love to someone, but they point at your face and say, "There's leeks between your teeth."

"System, what should I do? I seem to have messed up."

[Host, be more confident and take away the "as if". You have already screwed up. ]

"How could I have known that I would make so many mistakes? Why did these ancient people make writing so complicated? I was so eager to impress everyone that I forgot to take a closer look."

[So this system has reminded the host to prioritize wisdom, but you put all your points on beauty. Do you know the consequences now? Even if this system helps you cheat, you will still make mistakes.]

Dr. Sima also looked quite embarrassed and awkward because he was so focused on appreciating the beauty of the poem that he ignored the typos throughout the poem.

But after this incident, Su Yueying's reputation as the most talented woman in the capital was finally questioned.