Chapter 23 The plot of the book is all messed up

What impressed her most was Fan Xian's drinking contest and writing hundreds of poems. It was truly exhilarating and refreshing, and it was simply awesome.

But Shen Junheng did not intend to use the Three Hundred Tang Poems to steal the limelight. She just wanted to write an original poem casually, which would neither ruin the characters in the book nor steal the limelight from others.

After all, she didn't have any lofty ambitions and just wanted to lie down.

Since she traveled through time, whether it was the butterfly effect she created or some mysterious event in the book, Xiao Lingyu was reborn, and the plot changed more and more. If there were other reborn people or time travelers in this world, the more she stood out, the faster she would die.

Over there, the male guests immediately urged Sun Youyu to write a poem first.

Sun Youyu stood up and politely declined a few words before reciting a poem: "The scorching sun and the lazy breeze brush against the willow pond; the delicate lotus leaves shine on the water, their fragrance lingering. The cicadas' chirping echoes through the shade of the trees; a cool breeze brings me to sleep."

"What a wonderful sentence! It brings me a refreshing sleep!"

"The number one scholar has great literary talent!"

“What a poem, what a poem!”

…

Immediately, the sound of flattery was endless. Some who were not convinced also stood up to write poems. Although some of them were good, they were still far inferior to Sun Youyu's.

After the male guests composed a few poems, it was the female guests' turn.

Chen Ying stood up first and sang a poem confidently: "The green hills are covered with shade, the sun shines on the quiet courtyard. Fanning myself cannot dispel the heat in my heart, a wisp of emotion lingers."

Key point: A lingering feeling of love.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Sun Youyu in a pretentious manner. Unfortunately, her wink was cast at the blind man, who did not respond at all.

"Oh, it's your turn, sing a song!" Xiao Jinhuan gently pushed Shen Junheng, and everyone's eyes fell on Shen Junheng.

Everyone immediately started to clamor to hear her write poetry.

Shen Junheng stood up calmly and said, "The summer lake pavilion is filled with warmth and mist, the fragrance of lotus flowers drifts faintly through the willow curtains. Idle clouds lie lazily on a clear sky, with the occasional chirp of cicadas."

The "lotus fragrance" and "cicada spirit" in her poem are both adapted from the artistic conception of Sun Youyu's poem just now, which can be regarded as a clever tribute to him.

He was the top scholar, so it was necessary to improve his favorability. After all, everyone gave him face, so it was not wrong for her to follow the crowd.

Her poem wasn't bad, but it wasn't amazing either. Everyone gave her a few simple compliments out of politeness.

However, Xiao Jinhuan couldn't help but frown and whispered in her ear: "You are too perfunctory. This level is not as good as what you did when you were ten years old."

Shen Junheng didn't take it seriously and said softly, "Do you want me to steal the limelight from the top scholar?"

That's indeed the case. Among the male guests, many who usually like to recite poems and compose couplets did not stand up to write poems. It was because they didn't want to compete with the top scholar in talent.

Xiao Jinhuan felt a little bored when he heard her say this, but he didn't say anything else.

Suddenly, a woman in a lotus-colored long dress stood up gracefully. Shen Junheng noticed that she had delicate misty eyebrows painted on her face. He immediately became interested and asked Xiao Jinhuan, "Who is this lady? She looks a little unfamiliar."

Xiao Jinhuan glanced at her and said, "Her name is Ji Zixuan. She's new to the capital, so naturally you don't recognize her. Her father was originally a local official and was recently transferred to the capital to work in the Ministry of Revenue."

"Ji Zixuan." Shen Junheng chewed her name in his mouth, his eyes somewhat intriguing.

Ji Zixuan bowed gracefully to everyone and said softly, "The spring water flows silently, cherishing its trickle. The tree shadow shines on the water, cherishing the gentle sunshine. The little lotus has just revealed its pointed tip, and a dragonfly has already landed on it."

As soon as this poem was published, it successfully overshadowed Sun Youyu's poem and caused a sensation in the audience.

Shen Junheng immediately showed a look of understanding and smiled softly.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then there were voices of praise one after another.

Even Sun Youyu looked at her with a look of inferiority.

Chen Ying's face looked extremely ugly, and her eyes were full of jealousy and resentment when she looked at Ji Zixuan.

Tsk tsk, Ji Zixuan has offended Chen Ying, I’m afraid she’s in big trouble.

Shen Junheng shook his head and sighed, suddenly realizing a problem, and his heart was shocked!

Everything she knew about Chen Ying came from the original owner’s memories. Chen Ying’s name didn’t even appear in the book!

There was no Chen Ying, no Ji Zixuan, and even no top scholar Sun Youyu.

And there's no such plot in the book at all.

Shen Junheng's eyes swept over everyone present one by one. Their expressions were different and so vivid.

Shen Junheng pinched her arm hard. Liu Xiaodie beside her cried, "Miss, why are you pinching me? It hurts."

Shen Junheng glanced at her arm. The place where she pinched it was red and purple, and it looked painful.

Shen Junheng chuckled: "I was afraid you would fall asleep, so I wanted to wake you up."

Liu Xiaodie: “…”

Shen Junheng was certain that it was real, that they were all living beings with flesh and blood, and not just tools in the book that served as plot devices.

But why weren’t these originally in the book?

Is it because these people and things have nothing to do with the main plot, so the author didn’t write about them?

At this time, she saw Xiao Linghe walking towards Sun Youyu, and the two were having a pleasant conversation.

No, according to the timeline in the book, Xiao Linghe should be at the border at this time, so why is he here?

He is the male protagonist in the book. Looking at his worthless smile, it is obvious that he wants to win over Sun Youyu. Would the author not even mention anything related to the male protagonist?

"Didn't the King of Yan go to the border?" Shen Junheng asked Xiao Jinhuan in surprise.

Xiao Jinhuan ate grapes while saying, "He came back after winning a battle at the border."

Shen Junheng remembered that the book spent a lot of words describing the border battle, focusing on how Xiao Linghe strategized in the tent and how He Pingzhi won the battle thousands of miles away. The two of them joined forces and defeated Tu Jie repeatedly.

In the book, the two of them made great contributions and returned triumphantly. It happened that Xiao Lingyu failed in disaster relief and lost his position as crown prince, so Xiao Linghe became the crown prince.

Shen Junheng hurriedly asked, "Why didn't He Pingzhi come back with him?"

"Tu Jie wants to bring a princess to the capital for marriage, and He Pingzhi has to escort her, so he's walking slowly." Xiao Jinhuan smiled wickedly, "Don't you dislike him? Why are you asking about him all of a sudden?"

Shen Junheng said absentmindedly: "Just asking casually."

It's a mess, the whole plot is messed up.

Not only does the timeline not match, but the plot is also becoming increasingly unrelated.

The book never suddenly reveals the plot of the princess coming to marry.

"Aheng, why do you look so unhappy? What's wrong?" Xiao Jinhuan asked with concern.

"I'm drunk, I'll lie down for a while." Shen Junheng said, crossing his arms on the table and burying his head in his arms.

"You're already drunk after just a few drinks?" Xiao Jinhuan sighed helplessly and said to Liu Xiaodie, "Help her go to the side room quickly."

Shen Junheng let Liu Xiaodie help him into the side room.

"You go guard outside the door." Shen Junheng sat on the table and said to Liu Xiaodie with a serious expression.