I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

With this word in front of his eyes, Zhao Wen was completely dumbfounded!

He knew that he was not only played by Bai Lin, but also played to the end, purely a kind of teasing!

"Great Talent Zhao, why are you so careless? When you stole my poems just now, why didn't you look back and see if I left any evidence?"

"If you find out about this, then the trick I set up for you today is really a waste of fun. It's just a pity." Bai Lin said this deliberately.

Hearing this, Zhao Wencai's entire face turned pale, and he lay on the ground quietly, motionless as if he had lost his soul.

Those eyes, like a dead person, have no expression.

The truth came to light. At this moment, the anger in King Cheng Xiang's heart could no longer be extinguished. He pointed at Zhao Wencai and sternly shouted: "Zhao Wencai, I didn't expect you to be such a despicable person. You are not worthy to be a teacher of Jinxiang Academy. Even more unworthy to be my Zhonggong University scholar."

"There is no need to report to the Holy Majesty, I can announce now that from now on, Zhao Wencai will lose all his official positions and be reduced to a grassroots!"

Gone!

Nothing!

The results of my hard work for so many years were all shattered by King Cheng Xiang's words.

"No, no, I, Zhao Wen, are a talent, a real talent, King Cheng Xiang don't want it. Don't." Zhao Wencai lay on the ground, slapping his hands on the floor feebly.

However, King Cheng Xiang was not interested in listening to his sophistry, so he immediately waved his hand and asked a group of armored guards to drag Zhao Wencai out of the Juwen Hall.

Amidst the constant wailing, Zhao Wencai was abruptly dragged out, and the Juwen Hall temporarily returned to silence.

At this time, all the literati who came to participate in the poetry competition all looked at Bai Lin and silently extended their thumbs.

There were even a few people who came forward and bowed straight, "Mr. Bai, we apologize to you for what we asked you to plagiarize. I hope Mr. Bai will forgive you."

"I was also deceived by that despicable guy Zhao Wencai, and I really feel ashamed of Mr. Bai. How to punish Mr. Bai is up to me."

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Looking at the literati in front of him who knew their mistakes and corrected them, Bai Lin was naturally not the kind of narrow-minded person, and waved his hand: "The past is in the past."

Even though he said that on his lips, Bai Lin curled his lips into a smile in his heart, not to mention how happy he was.

After all, it wasn't him who was wronged before, and it had nothing to do with him, so what can't be forgiven?

If he was the one who was wronged at that time, Zhao Wencai's end now would definitely be ten times, a hundred times worse!

Seeing the admiring and admiring eyes of the crowd towards Bai Lin, Hong She, who is Bai Lin's servant girl, felt happy for Bai Lin from the bottom of her heart.

Even those beautiful eyes were already filled with tears of joy. Looking at Bai Lin's back, she whispered: "My lord, you have changed, you have finally changed, you are no longer the old man who didn't care about world affairs, only knew how to spend time and drink, and behaved mischievously." It's white."

The red musk deer was so moved that it seemed that Cheng Yun'er beside him was also infected, and his small eyes became a little red, "This guy is not as bad as the rumors say, is he?"

Not only is it not that bad, Cheng Yun'er even feels that this guy is like a mystery.

She didn't see a little bit of the romantic nature in the rumors, even in that accident, when she saw her taking a shower, Bai Lin was still unable to avoid her frightened eyes.

As for the impotent trash, since Bai Lin slapped Wang Huan away, Cheng Yun'er felt something was wrong, but couldn't find any evidence.

Now, with a hidden acrostic poem, all the literati and scholars present gave their thumbs up, and even got the appreciation of King Cheng Xiang!

What if he's all good-for-nothing trash? Then in this world, who is not a waste?

Involuntarily, Cheng Yun'er looked at Bai Lin with a different look, a little more admiration.

At this time, King Cheng Xiang walked down from the hall and stood in front of Bai Lin, "Bai Lin, I am also responsible for your plagiarism many years ago, and I also apologize to you."

"If it weren't for your plan today, I don't know how long I will be cheated by Zhao Wencai. I am really ashamed."

Hearing the sound, Bai Lin smiled softly, "I don't blame Cheng Xiang for this matter, Zhao Wencai indeed has some literary talent, and with my previous image, it's normal to be wronged."

It's a very common sentence, but to the ears of King Cheng Xiang and the people present, how generous is this?

Involuntarily, King Cheng Xiang raised his head and laughed loudly, patted Bai Lin's shoulder, and said with great admiration: "Okay, what a boy from the Bai family, I really give you the face of the Bai family."

"In this way, Zhao Wencai was taken away from all official positions, and Jinxiang Academy can't live without a teacher. I wonder if you are interested?"

Hearing the sound, Bai Lin didn't hesitate for a moment, "I'm not interested."

uh. this.

King Cheng Xiang really didn't expect Bai Lin to refuse so simply, "Are you not interested?"

You know, although he is only a gentleman of Jinxiang Academy, those students of Jinxiang Academy are all descendants of important ministers and even royal families.

As their husband, he naturally got involved with important ministers and the royal family. I don't know how many people dream of getting it, but Bai Lin refused it straight away?

"Going back to King Cheng Xiang, I'm really not interested, but on the contrary." As he spoke, Bai Lin stopped suddenly and approached King Cheng Xiang with a hint of greed in his eyes.

Seeing Bai Lin's appearance, King Cheng Xiang thought it was Bai Lin's repentance, "I knew you must have a ghost, tell me, what do you want?"

Hearing the sound, Bai Lin rubbed his hands, looking impatient, "King Cheng Xiang, didn't you say that there will be rewards for the winner of this poetry competition?"

reward? Just this request?

King Cheng Xiang couldn't believe his ears. This guy is not interested in the position of Mr. Jinxiang Academy, but only thinks about the reward?

"Hahaha, you, this king really doesn't understand you." After finishing speaking, King Cheng Xiang ordered to go down and brought up all the rewards for the winners of the poetry competition.

Five or six people, carrying four boxes of gold and a black rosewood box, entered the Juwen Hall.

In the eyes of everyone, Bai Lin ran up directly.

However, he directly skipped the four boxes of golden gold and went straight to the black rosewood box.

This... Is this guy so uninterested in money?

It's not just these people who looked stupid, even Cheng Yun'er was a little speechless, "What kind of monster is this guy? He's always different from ordinary people."

Hearing the sound, Red Musk laughed out loud, blinked at Bai Lin, "The princess doesn't know something, the young master has never been interested in money, it used to be, and now it's even more so."

While Red Musk and Cheng Yun'er were talking softly, Bai Lin had already opened the black rosewood box, and what came into view was a red bracelet.

It was this hand ring that made Cheng Yun'er cover her mouth and exclaimed, "Youlong ring? Uncle Huang actually gave you the Youlong ring?"