Chapter 561

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng's words fell, those officials looked at each other, not knowing what else Bai Xiaosheng could argue.

Clearly it is a plot to seize power and usurp the throne, using improper means to become the Regent Prince, even colluding with Xiao Yin to ruthlessly kill, harming the former Crown Prince.

Now speaking so righteously, the officials below had just been wary of Prince Rui, but now Xiao Yin, amidst everyone's astonished gazes, left Yongtai Hall, leaving only Bai Xiaosheng alone.

At this moment Bai Xiaosheng appears isolated and helpless, and these officials don't even take Bai Xiaosheng seriously.

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng's words fell, several people started shouting, their tone growing increasingly fierce, their words uttering disgrace to scholars, the whole court in turmoil.

Bai Xiaosheng gave a light laugh, suddenly raised his voice a bit, looking at those officials who had tired of scolding, his voice cold and clear, he spoke slowly, word by word.

Mr. Wen is erudite, also followed Mr. Chen in lecturing at the Imperial Academy; six years ago Mr. Wen's essay on state affairs made him famous overnight.

Upon hearing Bai Xiaosheng say that, Mr. Wen gave a cold snort, lifted his head proudly and laughed: 'Prince Yun overpraises me; I indeed have a discourse that can be passed down through the ages.'

I am of pure integrity; I most despise usurpers; please, Prince, explain a bit or two.

Bai Xiaosheng gave a light laugh, then stared at him: 'Fine, you let this prince explain; this prince will explain to you shortly.'

But this prince has a piece of evidence proving that six years ago, Mr. Wen's state affairs essay should have been written by Mr. Wen's cousin from the countryside.

At that time, your cousin wrote this essay, but Mr. Wen deceived him and took it, then poisoned your cousin for no reason; sir, please explain this to this prince.

You… what do you mean? Mr. Wen's eyes flickered with panic, his speech becoming somewhat incoherent.

Bai Xiaosheng gave a light laugh: 'Nothing much; Mr. Wen's essay is well written, but it certainly wasn't by Mr. Wen himself; Mr. Wen's cousin is named Wen Yaotian.'

Coincidentally, I have some evidence in my hands; tomorrow this prince will make the evidence public to the world, letting all scholars see whether Mr. Wen truly possesses profound erudition.

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng's words fell, Mr. Wen's face turned deathly pale; he no longer dared to move forward, instinctively stepping back hastily.

The surrounding officials also fell silent, looking fearfully at Bai Xiaosheng before them.

They thought Bai Xiaosheng was good-for-nothing, came from the common folk, and had even mingled in the martial world.

But they forgot what Bai Xiaosheng did before entering the court.

The Bai Xiaosheng Sect is the sect that collects evidence most comprehensively under heaven; who doesn't have some troubles? Unexpectedly, Bai Xiaosheng's strike always hits the mark.

Could it be that Mr. Wen's essay, which the emperor praised six years ago, was actually written by his own cousin?

Moreover, he even killed to silence? Everyone stared in shock at Mr. Wen, whose face was full of terror.

Seeing Mr. Wen only retreating, no one dared to refute him anymore; everyone already understood.

Bai Xiaosheng gave a light laugh, then turned to look at the most formidable official who had just been shouting, speaking slowly: 'Sir Zhao, what a pity.'

It's a pity that Sir Zhao's household has never had a son; although he is a low-ranking official of the Ministry of Personnel, a fourth-rank officer, with so much wealth and no heir, what a pity.

Just a few months ago, Sir Zhao had a son in his old age, but……

Bai Xiaosheng sighed: 'This prince suggests Sir Zhao carefully conduct a blood-test for kinship; otherwise, raising another's child and letting the inheritance go to someone else would also be a pity.'

You… you… spouting nonsense! Sir Zhao flared up in anger, 'If you keep doing this……'

My son is born of my legitimate wife!

Bai Xiaosheng laughed loudly: 'What a pity, your so-called legitimate wife is probably a concubine; your original wife you smothered to death with a blanket, and now you've taken another concubine, lovely as flowers and moon, who knows how many men she's been with……'

Bai Xiaosheng suddenly tapped his own mouth lightly, laughing with a martial-world air: 'Look at this prince's mouth, forgetting that this is the court, not the martial world.'

Sir Zhao's face turned dark as iron, he wished to rush forward and fight Bai Xiaosheng to the death; he had just finished his son's full-month celebration, yet deep down he harbored some doubt.

Could it be that his little lovely wife really gave him a green hat?

Bai Xiaosheng again laughed and sang: 'Little lovely wife, late to bear a son, lovely as flowers and moon, this hat is green……'

Oh, right, Mr. Chen, my apologies, my apologies!

This time Bai Xiaosheng finally turned his gaze to the previous culprit, Mr. Chen Ting.

Chen Ting panicked at once, then later steadied his thoughts.

In his conduct and dealings, he walks upright and sits properly; he has long been paired with Mr. Wen as the Twin Talents of Southern Qi.

Their status among Southern Qi officials is extraordinarily high; he doesn't believe Bai Xiaosheng could slander him with nonsense.

At this moment Bai Xiaosheng's face also turned stern, he stared fixedly at Mr. Chen and suddenly sneered: 'Everyone says Mr. Chen is of noble virtue and learning as a model; alas, he is also a beast in human's guise.'

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng said that, the surrounding officials still couldn't help but rush forward to rebuke him.

How can you slander Mr. Chen with baseless accusations?

Bai Xiaosheng gave a light laugh: 'Really? Am I truly spouting nonsense?'

Twenty years ago, you were renowned across the world, but in your prime, who doesn't have a few lovely confidantes?

But Mr. Chen's lovely confidantes are not presentable; they are singing courtesans of Jiangnan.

Tao Wuniang, do you still remember her?

The three words 'Tao Wuniang' from Bai Xiaosheng's mouth made Mr. Chen's face drastically change; he stared fixedly at Bai Xiaosheng, as if recalling something.

Bai Xiaosheng laughed: 'Back then, Mr. Chen met Tao Wuniang in the mortal world.'

Tao Wuniang sold her art, not her body; she was deeply accomplished in poetry, lyrics, songs, and rhapsodies; many of Mr. Chen's poems were created in collaboration with her.

Unfortunately, later Mr. Chen came to Jing Cheng to serve as an official, his status naturally rose, and he became deeply dissatisfied with such a lovely confidante of humble origin.

Yet Tao Wuniang always believed Mr. Chen to be a gentleman of integrity; however, women tend to fantasize, so Tao Wuniang spared no effort to come to Shang Jing to follow Mr. Chen.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen never even saw her, and even indicated that one of your students, an official in Jiangnan, should frame Tao Wuniang, arresting her on the charge of disturbing social morals.

Tao Wuniang had no recourse, and ultimately died of illness in prison.

Mr. Chen handled this affair poorly; he not only enjoyed her body but also took her heart, ultimately torturing her to death.

What kind of worthless contemporary scholar are you? Just an old beast!

You all have filth that can't be wiped off; since you love to make a fuss, this prince will soon post your glorious deeds on the city walls of Shang Jing, letting you also bring honor to your ancestors, okay?

Now all the officials were dumbfounded; Yongtai Hall fell into dead silence.