outside world.

Everyone knows that the eleven great scholars of literary saints and scholars have entered the palace and are all talking about this matter.

"Hey, I really don't know what kind of reward and honor the Lord will give to the eleven literary saints!"

In a restaurant, a group of scholars were talking.

"I remember when Emperor Xiaowu was granted a banquet in Zhaowen Hall. At that time, the famous masters who were commended were awarded the second grade and were also honored as the second grade!"

"Hehe, these eleven great scholars have almost achieved enlightenment and saints of literature, and will definitely receive favors far beyond the time of Emperor Xiaowu!"

"That is inevitable. Even the great scholars and articles of Emperor Xiaowu's period cannot be compared with the eleven masters!"

They praised everyone, and there was a deep look of envy and yearning on their faces.

After all, the eleven literary saints are already the pinnacle of their scholars in literary rituals.

"Not good, something big happened!"

At this time, a scholar ran up rashly, ran directly to the table, and said anxiously: "My brothers, something big happened!"

A group of people were puzzled and said, "Zhang Ren, what's wrong?

what happened?"

The scholar Zhang Ren took a few breaths and said, "Just just got the news that in the palace, the imperial guards went to search Master Shi, the chief of the Hanlin Academy, to search!"

Hearing this, everyone in the restaurant was shocked and surprised.

"What?

The home of Chief Suoshi of the Imperial Guard?

How is this possible?”

"Yes, Zhang Ren, have you read it wrong? It must be the ceremonial guard in the palace who sent the reward to the chief's house, right?"

"What a chief, the emperor must respect it. How could the imperial guards go to search his home for no reason?"

Everyone didn't believe it.

Zhang Ren was anxious and said, "It's true! It's true, I saw it with my own eyes..." But everyone's faces were filled with sneers of disbelief.

"Everyone goes away, dodge it quickly!"

At this time, a noise suddenly came from the street downstairs.

Everyone in the restaurant looked outside, but saw a group of imperial guards wearing armored armored were heading quickly in a certain direction! On the street, everyone was talking.

The imperial guards were never mobilized by the emperor. Is something happening in the city?

"This is the Imperial Guard... Could it be true?"

"But how is this possible? The eleven saints of literature are still in Zhaowen Hall. The priest is entertaining them. Why did they send the imperial guards to search them?"

At this moment, everyone was confused.

This scene happened in many places in Xijing.

Moreover, the imperial guards searched not only one family, but the homes of the eleven great scholars were searched, causing a considerable uproar for a while!... in Zhaowen Hall.

"Master, we are wronged. We really did not copy. I swear to God that if there is a false statement, I will die without a place to bury me!"

"Sage, I don't know what's going on... I didn't copy it, I don't know why someone published his works in our name..." "It's all my fault that I was so confused and greedy for fame, so I made a big mistake. Please ask the saint, Raochen, to commit suicide..." Shi Pohui and others were all crying bitterly.

The crime of deceiving the king, and the heads fell to the ground, the consequences made them tremble. For a moment, everything was said... However, no one moved their words.

In the eyes of everyone, they are still quibbling! There is really no plagiarism?

Some people even published their works in their names?

This is simply absurd word! "Master, I have led my troops to search!"

At this time, a middle-aged general walking in outside, walked in, and he was the leader of the imperial guards, Mingzong Yue.

As the emperor's most trusted leader of the imperial guards, he brought armor to the hall, and two soldiers behind him each held a stack of books.

"According to the sacred edict, I searched all the eleven people's houses, and finally found corresponding books in the study rooms, bedrooms and other places of the eleven people. These books were exactly the same as those provided by Lord Li Fan!"

Mingzong Yue knelt down and spoke.

Upon hearing this, all the officials in Zhaowen Hall changed their faces! They really found it! In this way, these eleven great scholars have really seen Li Fan's works long ago! After seeing Li Fan's works, they plagiarized them! A clear and clear process appeared in everyone's minds.

On the dragon throne, Emperor Jianye waved his hand indifferently. Two little eunuchs stepped forward, took the book from the two soldiers, and hugged it. Emperor Jianye opened one or two books at will, and it turned out to be various collections published by Li Fan at Yangzhou Bookstore.

Emperor Jianye looked at Shi Pohui and others indifferently, his murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and he said coldly: "Wang Er and others are still known as great scholars. They live in the Hanlin Academy, but they still want this false reputation and ruin their life's future!"

"Come, I'll be sent to prison!"

"The Ministry of Justice will deal with the law and tell the world!"

He was very direct. At this point, he was no longer willing to waste any extra energy on these people.

"No... Master, we have been framed. We have never obtained this work at all, there is no one at all..." Shi Pohui's face changed drastically, and his voice was filled with miserable meaning! "Someone harmed us, Master, be clear, be clear..." "This is a conspiracy, conspiracy..." They shouted loudly. At this moment, they all shouted anxiously. Even if they were stupid, at this moment, they all understood that this was a situation! They had obviously never seen Li Fan's works.

Why did Li Fan's booklet appear in their mansion?

This is a huge injustice! However, no one will believe it now. Even if the officials have doubts, they will never dare to stand up and say anything more.

Because the emperor had already spoken, those who pleaded for eleven people would be punished with him.

Death crime! Outside, the imperial soldiers immediately entered, dragging the eleven people out like a dead dog.

"Li Fan, you harm us, you harm us. Even if I die, I will not let you go!!"

Outside the hall, Shi Bahui was unwilling to accept it, and his shrill curse came in from afar, but soon after, their voices were completely inaudible.

In the hall, all the officials were a little dazed.

What happened in Zhaowen Hall today is really a bit bizarre.

The eleven literary saints who were originally infinitely glorious and were about to receive the gift of the emperor actually copied the works posted by others?

In the end, they are all going to be killed?

This means that almost all the Hanlin Academy will be killed! It is conceivable that the entire Shilin of the Daxi Empire will collapse, which is definitely a shocking thing! Li Fan looked at this scene and finally raised his lips slightly, revealing a relaxed smile. He looked at Emperor Jianye and said respectfully: "My emperor is wise!"

However, Emperor Jianye glanced at him, and a complex light appeared in his eyes. He sighed slightly and said, "Tell me, what do you want."

He is very direct.

All the officials also looked at Li Fan, and their expressions were very complicated.

Who would have thought that Li Fan had such talent and published so many peerless works?

Even the eleven top scholars plagiarized him... "This boy's talent is too terrifying. It's hard to imagine how he can be a versatile talent in literature?"

"What is his origin? Is he really a talented person?"

"This is no longer something that can be described by Wen Sheng, it is simply... Wen Xian!"

Even though all officials are very hostile to Li Fan, now, they have to admit in their hearts that Li Fan's literary talent... is peerless! With the works he published, they are no longer accessible to anyone in the world, and even looking at the ages, they are probably second to none and unique.

Li Fan is a real peak! In the crowd, Li Wen's old eyes were filled with praise at this moment, and he seemed quite relieved.

"A child can teach you."

He whispered to himself.

Wen Baishan was also shocked. Looking at Li Fan's back, from this moment on, he suddenly felt that he actually needed to treat the other party by looking up... Li Fan smiled slightly, looked at the emperor, and said, "Master, you have given me justice, I dare not ask for anything else."

He pointed to the gold medal of Wen Sheng held by the little eunuch next to him and said, "The eleven people are about to be punished. These gold medals cannot be wasted. It is better for the saint to reward them to the ministers."

He spoke with a frank smile.
Chapter completed!