Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

The boy's eyes were clear and sincere. Jiang Hanyi inexplicably felt that if he didn't stand on his younger brother's side, he really didn't deserve to be the eldest brother.

He let go of the hand that was holding Jiang Zhiyi's sleeve.

His younger brother left home and joined the army at such a young age. Now that he is back, he cannot leave him alone.

If I really made Brother Ling unhappy today, I'll go and apologize in person when I have time.

Jiang Zhiyi smiled at Jiang Hanyi.

Then he turned to look at Ling Tan'er who was looking at him meaningfully.

Question: “Did you really write this poem?”

There was no trace of panic on his face due to being stared at by a group of people.

His calmness made Ling Tan'er take a closer look.

What does this person mean?

Hiding the fleeting uneasiness in his heart, he remained calm and asked:

"Little brother, it wasn't me who did it, could it be you who did it?"

It is impossible for people in this world to know the origin of these poems.

Unless it is a time traveler like her.

Thinking of this, Ling Tan'er looked at Jiang Zhiyi with a more inquiring gaze.

Sitting next to Jiang Hanyi, your status won't be lowered.

Whose little boy could it be?

“Of course not me, but when I was on the frontier, I heard an old man recite the poem you just read.

The old man is so talented that he is almost magical, and his poems are all stunning and brilliant.

That’s why I was so impressed.”

After Jiang Zhiyi finished speaking, there was a chorus of disdain from the audience.

If you are truly a great writer or scholar, it doesn't matter even if you were born in a remote area.

How could he be an unknown person?

How could they not have heard of those so-called amazing poems?

boast!

Ling Tan'er saw all the expressions of those people.

Disdain, ridicule...

She felt a little relieved.

"Oh, since you said that the poem I just wrote has been written by others, why don't you write the next verse.

Of course, don’t just recite a few sentences to make up the numbers.

Everyone present here is a talented person with a wealth of knowledge of poetry and literature.

If you can really write a poem that is consistent with the above artistic conception, I, Ling Tan, will admit defeat.

From now on you will be my big brother!"

Ling Tan'er's heroic words were greeted with applause.

And cheered: "Hurry up and do it, if you can't do it, go home and drink milk as soon as possible..."

There are also joint accusations:

"Jiang Hanyi, who did you bring with you? How dare you bring such a shady person to our Phoenix Tower?

You've learned a lot from your father!"

Ling Tan'er pressed her hands down and immediately quieted down.

"What if I did it but you don't admit it?" Jiang Zhiyi asked.

When those people heard what he said, they felt guilty.

Ling Tan'er felt more confident, and the smile on her face became much more confident.

"Everyone is watching me. I, Ling Tan, still want to survive in Shengjing and maintain my dignity!"

But just in case, she still planned to test Jiang Zhiyi a bit.

He said leisurely: "The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth!"

[Host, this woman is testing you.]

5836 timely reminder.

Afraid that the host's memory would come online at this time.

Don't worry, don't be fooled by her.

Jiang Zhiyi comforted the ball in the space.

As if he was really angry:

"What the hell is that? Even if you bring a real tiger here, I'll kill it with one punch!"

Speaking of killing tigers, my hands are really itching to do it now.

Jiang Zhiyi's expression and the recklessness he displayed made Ling Tan'er even more satisfied.

She had already determined that this boy was here just to seek a sense of existence.

As expected, there are Pu Xinnan in every world.

Ancient times were no exception.

"Haha, then how do you verify it?"

Ling Tan'er is full of confidence.

This person came to give her points, so naturally she had to satisfy him.

After this incident, her reputation will only get worse.

Humph, what about princes and nobles, what about the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children...

From now on, Ling Tan'er herself will be a noble!

"I'll write the rest of the poem on paper, and then you reveal the answer," Jiang Zhiyi suggested.

"Okay!" Ling Tan'er agreed immediately.

If this person loses face and tries to escape later, she will definitely stop him.

Want to embarrass her, huh!

"I don't know where the person has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." (From "Inscription on the South of the Capital")

As the poem came out, the whole room fell into silence.

Wonderful, it’s really wonderful!

"What about yours?" Ling Tan'er insisted.

Jiang Hanyi's face changed when Ling Tan'er read out the same poem as the one on her brother's paper.

Ling Tan'er looked even more incredulous.

No, Brother Ling’s talents are all real, how could they be plagiarized?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Coincidence, it must be a coincidence.

Jiang Zhiyi took the paper and strode to Ling Tan'er.

Only then did Ling Tan'er realize that this young man had a very good temperament.

The heavy dark circles could not hide the spirit in his eyes.

The pupils were a rare golden color.

It looks as beautiful as if there are stars in it.

It's like the anime protagonist's eyes have grown into reality.

Although the skin on her face is sallow, her neck is fair and tender.

Her nose was so upturned, like the effects achieved through cosmetic surgery in her previous world.

Ling Tan'er frowned unconsciously, having a bad feeling.

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look!"

Jiang Zhiyi slapped the paper in front of Ling Tan'er.

Then, without waiting for Ling Tan'er to be frightened to death, he waved the paper in front of the literati below.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, as incredulous as Jiang Hanyi had just been.

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence." Ling Tan'er murmured.

Extremely panicked.

"Oh, coincidence?"

Jiang Zhiyi sneered and turned back to Jiang Hanyi: "Brother, do you also think it's a coincidence?"

Although Jiang Hanyi has no interest in officialdom, he is not a fool.

How could he not see such an obvious thing?

Including Ling Tan's panic when his younger brother took out the next sentence of the poem just now.

He saw it clearly.

Also, with Ling Tan's experience, how could he possibly write about those magnificent ambitions or the desolate feeling of old age.

There is even a sense of sadness over the destruction of the country and the mountains and rivers.

The truth is out, and anyone who continues to deceive himself is a fool.

"Let's go." Jiang Hanyi was distraught.

Not only was he disappointed in Ling Tan'er, but he was also sad about the relationship that he hadn't even had the chance to start.

After all, that talented and handsome young man was just a dream.

"No, you can't leave. I didn't cheat. You have to make it clear."

Ling Tan'er reacted.

We can't let people leave, if we let them leave like this.

Didn't she indirectly admit that she had plagiarized?

Definitely not.

As soon as Ling Tan'er made a noise, those scholars who were still hot-headed surrounded Jiang Zhiyi and the other person.

"Everyone, are you going to make trouble for my Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Jiang Hanyi protected Jiang Zhiyi behind him.

The playboy usually has a fierce and imposing aura.

"Bah! Who's afraid of your dad?"

Pei Hongshen, the prince of Anguo, was the first to come forward.

His father's status is no lower than Jiang Zheng's.

Others are afraid, but he is not.

"Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Zhiyi poked his head out from behind Jiang Hanyi and asked.

Jiang Hanyi thought Jiang Zhiyi was going to announce his title as young general.

Quickly signal your younger brother not to act impulsively.

The angry young people here don't recognize the identity of a little general.

When the young general needed to be praised in their eyes, they would use any beautiful words to praise him.

When there is a need to curse, even eighteen generations of ancestors can come up with a word.

"I don't care who you are. Even if the prince comes, you can't slander me."

Jiang Zhiyi's tone, as if he had a powerful backer, completely angered everyone present.

What they hate most is the abuse of power to oppress others.