After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 325
Cui She tried his best to prove himself, "Banniang, I told you on the way here -"

Bingyi intercepted his words: "——When I see your fifth uncle and fifth aunt, you must be respectful."

Cui She looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. This was the conversation between him and Banniang on the carriage. How did this person know?
Could it be that he was lying on the carriage and eavesdropping?
Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Cui She tried to show his talent to prove his identity again and wrote a poem on the spot.

The balance in Cui Baniang's heart suddenly tilted towards him.

The person who can write such poetry must be her talented brother-in-law.

"Ba Niang, I am the real Cui She."

"Uncle, I know that only you can write a poem and write such a good poem in such a short time."

Just when the uncle and nephew looked at each other with tears in their eyes and were about to recognize each other, Bingyi next to them said: "Is it difficult?"

Then he opened his mouth and came——

"Growing beans at the foot of the South Mountain, the grass is full of bean sprouts.

"In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and I return home with a moon load to hoe.

"The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

"It's not enough to regret the stains on your clothes, but your wishes are true." (Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" Part [-] - Baidu)

Cui Min's eyes lit up, "What a poem!"

Who knows it's not over yet.

Bingyi continued to read the poem:

"Jielu is in a human environment, but there are no cars and horses making noise.

"I ask you how you can do this? Your mind is far away and you are biased.

"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan.

“The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.

"There is a true meaning here, but I have forgotten to say it even if I try to discern it." (Tao Yuanming's "Drinking" Part [-] - Baidu)

Ji Heng stroked his beard and said, "What a sentence, 'Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the southern mountains.' This sentence alone suppressed the arty and elegant sounds of the past 300 years."

Cui She: "..."

It felt like a slap across the face.

Bingyi looked at Cui Baniang: "How is it? Banniang, now you should recognize who is the real Cui She, right?"

Cui Baniang: "..."

She did know it clearly, but she didn't dare to say it.

If we talk about talent alone, this "brother-in-law" who wrote two good poems in a row is obviously better.

No, it is much better.

She should consider him her brother-in-law.

But she knew very well that her uncle's poetic talent could not improve so much in just a few days.

If she recognizes the fake as her brother-in-law, how will the real brother-in-law deal with herself?
If she recognized Cui She as her brother-in-law, wouldn't it be a slap on her brother-in-law's face, and also on their Cui family's face?
Cui She, the sixth son of the Cui family, who was praised as "the most unparalleled son in the world", was actually outclassed in poetry by an impostor!
If this spreads out, wouldn't the Cui family become a joke?
Cui Baniang was in a dilemma.

Cui She also knew her dilemma very well.

It is precisely because of this that I feel even more embarrassed.

He, the noble and unparalleled young master of the Cui family, was slapped in the face by a fake that came out of nowhere. He was doing what he was best at and most proud of.

At the critical moment, it was Lin Xi who stepped forward to break the situation.

She said to C: "Step back."

Bingyi retreated and returned to the carriage to guard.

Cui She was able to get his identity back, but there was no smile on his face anymore.

The original mask of fake smile could not be maintained at all.

Lin Xi: "Look, even the noble son of the Cui family can be counterfeited, so what can't be counterfeited about a granddaughter who has been missing for more than ten years?

"As for the birthmark on the sole of her foot, it was just painted with a special potion. This way I can draw it at will, and I can draw it wherever I want."

She performed for everyone on the spot.

I drew a blue crescent birthmark on my hand, which couldn't be washed away even if I poured water on it.

"Sister Du, look, is it the same as the real thing?" Du Mingfang: "It is indeed fake. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was something you were born with."

Lin Xi took out another potion and washed away the birthmark.

Cui She's eyelids twitched when he saw that she had washed away the birthmark completely in one go, leaving no trace at all.

The girl who looked similar to Du Mingfang was the one he found himself.

The birthmark on the sole of her foot was also made by him secretly by a craftsman.

All of this should be airtight and seamless. How did this kid named Xibao know?
Yes, she is just a child, and all she knows is what the people behind her tell her.

Cui She turned his eyes to Ji Heng, who looked like a bright moon and a clear breeze.

Ji family, are you going to jump out and compete with their Cui family?

Cui She remained calm and composed: "Fifth Brother, I will go back and bring my niece here so that you and Fifth Sister-in-law can see whether the birthmark on her body is real or fake."

In front of outsiders, he naturally couldn't admit that he had found a fake.

Not to mention whether Ji Heng could make the birthmark appear, so what if he could?
Then he would just say that the Cui family didn't know and had been deceived, wouldn't that be enough?

Cui She left with Cui Baniang.

When I came back, I was accompanied by a girl named Pingping Tingting, who was thirteen or fourteen years old.

When she took off the curtain above her head, she revealed a face that was very similar to Du Mingfang.

Cui Min and Du Mingfang were shocked when they saw it.

If it hadn't been for Xibao's trouble, when they saw this girl, they might have subconsciously thought that she was their daughter.

"I, I am Xiaoya, are you my mother?"

Xiaoya looked at Du Mingfang timidly, her eyes full of longing and admiration.

Du Mingfang avoided her eyes, "Is it true or not? You'll have to get tested to find out. Come with me."

She took Xiaoya into the inner room to check the birthmark on the soles of her feet.

Lin Xi also went in with Ali.

When she saw the blue crescent-shaped birthmark on the sole of Xiaoya's right foot, Du Mingfang felt a sore nose and could hardly help but shed tears.

"Xibao, come and help me take a look. Is this birthmark real?"

Lin Xi saw it and said, "Fake."

Du Mingfang was stunned for a moment, "Fake? But you didn't even use any medicinal water to wash..."

Lin Xi: "Sister, you are confused if you care. Birthmarks will gradually expand with age. Look at the birthmark on the sole of her foot. Why is it still so small after so many years?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Du Mingfang understood, "Yes, after so many years, how come the birthmark on my daughter's foot is still the same size as in my memory?"

Xiaoya was so confused, what should she do?They actually recognized that the birthmark was fake.

Lin Xi handed Du Mingfang another bottle of potion, "Sister, you can pour the potion on it and see with your own eyes whether it is fake."

Du Mingfang still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, so she took the potion and poured it on the birthmark on the sole of Xiaoya's foot.

After a while, the birthmark was really washed away by the medicine.

Du Mingfang felt no luck.

"Nanny, where is my daughter..."

She fell to the ground in despair.

Lin Xi: "Sister, the person you are looking for is far away and right in front of you."

Du Mingfang raised his head blankly and looked at the three girls in front of him.

Xiaoya has been proven to be fake.

Judging from Xibao's age, it is impossible.

Then only the round-faced little girl behind her was left.

When she met the girl's gaze, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Ninny, is that you?"

(End of this chapter)