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The middle-aged man heard everyone talking about it, and seemed to admire Miss Su very much, he smiled, and after listening to these people, he asked: "May I ask you all, when did Miss Su write this poem? !"
"Probably last spring, alas, this gentleman, why are you asking this?!"
The middle-aged man said: "My surname is Ge, and I like poetry. I was very surprised to hear that you mentioned this poem, and that it was written by Miss Su. I have heard this song "The Song of Burying Flowers" elsewhere."
"Have you heard it elsewhere?!"
"What does it mean?!"
"You mean, isn't Miss Su writing this poem?!"
"Impossible!"
"It must be impossible!"
Mr. Ge said: "I have traveled to many places before, and I have also been to Licheng, and I have lived in Licheng for several years. You all know that people in Licheng live a stable and prosperous life, and they are also very xenophobic. Both men and women, rich and poor, can go to school, and their studies are divided into primary, middle and high schools."
"Someone saw this poem in a middle school book. It is said that this poem has been used for more than a hundred years. It was written by a person named Mr. Cao. It was taken from a book called "A Dream of Red Mansions" by the Li family. The Lord collected it into a book, and it is impossible for Miss Su to make it."
When the people present heard this, they were stunned for a moment.
People have used it for more than a hundred years, how is this possible? !
Could it be that Su Ran copied other people's poems and used them as her own.
Of course, there are also many people who don't believe it, thinking that this person surnamed Ge is talking nonsense.
"Mr. Ge, are you joking? How is this possible!"
"That's right! How is it possible, don't talk about it and frame Miss Su!"
"This poem was obviously written by Miss Su herself, and I watched her write it with my own eyes!"
"How dare I deceive you all." Mr. Ge was not afraid of everyone's questioning, "This time I got the help of a friend, so I entered Licheng. I stayed in Licheng for a few years. It's amazing everywhere."
"Children in the city, regardless of gender, will be sent to school when they reach the age of seven. There are also colleges set up outside the city, taught by teachers. There are two courses in arithmetic and literature, and many poems are used for enlightenment."
"When I left, I personally copied a few books and came back. If you don't believe me, come and have a look." After speaking, Mr. Ge took out three thick books from his bag, and the people next to him saw After that, someone immediately took it to look through it.
"Three hundred primary school poems."
""Ode to the Goose", Poet: King Luo Bin"
"Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the anthurium touches the clear waves."
"I've never heard of this one, but it's quite interesting."
""Little Pond", poet: Yang Wanli"
"The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sun. The little lotus just shows its sharp horns, and dragonflies have already stood on its head."
"Hey, isn't this the one written by Miss Su?!"
"It seems so!"
"Also here, at noon on the day of hoeing, the sweat drops to the soil. Who knows that the food on the plate is hard-working. The name of this poem is "Compassion for the Farmers", and the person who wrote this poem is Li Kun."
"And here, here is a middle school textbook, here is "Will Enter the Wine", but the poet is a man named Li Bai."
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white-haired, like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."
"To be happy in life, you must be happy. Don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone."
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Ever since Mr. Ge took out these three poems, the whole Fengxue Building was a sensation. As the poems were read out, many people believed Mr. Ge's words in their hearts.
Among the three books, although there are a few people whose names are repeated, most of them are different. If it is the same person, there are traces to follow, and the artistic conception of the poems produced is quite similar.
When Su Ran was famous in the past, many people also questioned Su Ran, saying that her poems were messy, and they didn't look like they were written by the same person at all.
For a while it is the lament of the daughter in the boudoir, like sorrow, miserable and miserable, for a while it is the prosperity and splendor, through the ages, for a while it is the horses of the generals of the mountains and rivers outside the Great Wall, for a while it is reclusive mountain forests to enjoy themselves, and for a while it is majestic and majestic.
Now it seems that there is indeed a problem.
"I've said it before, thisThere must be something wrong with Yan Ran's poems, you don't believe her, you think she is a talented woman! "
"It's really embarrassing. The poems written by the most talented woman in the imperial city are all plagiarized. If it is spread in the future, my imperial city will lose all face!"
"What is the number one talented woman in the imperial city, who said it? Who said it? No one has ever said it! It's just the people below who say it!"
"This Su Ran is really shameless, how dare she use other people's poems!"
"This is relying on leaving the city to exclude foreigners, and people don't like to come out. That's why they have such courage!"
"No, this kind of behavior is really annoying!"
"Perhaps these books are all fake, someone wants to kill Miss Su?!" Someone wanted to explain, but was scolded by the person next to him for stealing, and the Fengxue Tower became a mess.
Su Jian sat in a private room on the second floor, condescendingly watching the crowd in the lobby, his face turned pale, and the people around him pushed him several times before he came back to his senses.
He watched the farce downstairs, and his heartbeat accelerated a lot.
"What were you talking about just now?!"
The friend was dumbfounded, with a look of shock on his face: "The fifth girl in your house really used poems written by others?!"
After saying this, he felt that it was too straightforward. He was about to apologize, but when he saw Su Jian's face turned pale, he felt very uneasy: "Zi Jian, are you okay?!"
Zijian is Su Jian's word, and all his friends call him by that.
Su Jian took a deep breath, and shook his head after a while: "I'm fine, I still have some things to do at home, so I'll leave today, everyone, drink slowly, and I will be accounted for."
After saying that, he stood up from the table, and hurried away with his attendants.
The faces of several people in the room were very bad.
"If this matter is true, Zijian may be irritated this time."
"The fifth girl in their family, Su Ran, really copied someone else's poems?!"
"Zi Jian is also unlucky, and his sisters are not stopping any of them!"
"No way!"
"This is Su Ran, she's really brave, and she's not afraid of being exposed!"
Those who are here today are all classmates and friends for several years, and they have a good relationship on weekdays. Now they are also worried about Su Jian. If Su Ran's plagiarism comes true, then Su Jian may be affected.
Scholars have always been high-spirited, disdain to do these lowly things, even if they admit that their skills are inferior to others, and they will not use other people's things to gain fame and fortune. Once they find out, they will be despised by everyone.
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