Chapter 85 Save Your Life First
In my mind, I recalled the previous plot again.
If she nodded to accept the honor now, Xie Xuanyong would stand up and expose her with the two pre-prepared woodcut paintings. She would then be charged with deceiving the emperor and killed again.
Su Qianxue's eyes passed over the Lord of the Imperial Court and fell on the two pieces of red silk cloth on the stone table behind her. She complained to the system in dissatisfaction.
"It's all your fault. If you had listened to me and destroyed those two woodcut paintings, how could this have happened?"
System: [……] Can it be destroyed or not? Those previous words of fearing that the new heroine would find out were just its way of trying to save face. In fact, the energy it has left is not enough to destroy anything in this world.
Moreover, the new heroine was able to silently control the woman in front of it and make her write the same poem as last time. It can be seen that even if he has enough energy, he may not be able to destroy it.
Of course, these will not be told to her, so as to avoid being looked down upon, the system simply pretends to be dead.
[Oh, you really think you can destroy those two paintings just because you want to? Do you think I am just here to eat? ]
[To take a step back, even if you really ruined it, then Su Qianxue, baby, I will have to make the poem you write exactly the same as Jiang Zitang's poem, and change the person you plagiarize to Jiang Zitang.]
[In short, since you have already lost face in the last plot, you must not turn the tables this time.]
My little sister is awesome!
My little sister is awesome!
My little sister is awesome!
Hearing her voice, Yun Wanye's lips curled up slightly, and he completely fell in love with her and became a die-hard fan of Yun Wanning, constantly giving her thumbs up in his heart.
In other words, his vocabulary is still too limited. If he were from modern times, he would at least call her "little sister 666".
"Miss Su?"
The voice of Lord Chief Priest rang in everyone's ears again. After waiting for a long time for Su Qianxue to speak, Lord Chief Priest became anxious. He held the poem she wrote in both hands and urged her urgently.
Su Qianxue regained consciousness. She looked at the Lord Chief Priest, a look of shame appeared on her face, and her eyes were red.
"I didn't write these. I saw that these two poems were good, so I wrote them for you to appreciate!!!"
"I only said before that I wanted to present a poem, but I didn't say that I wanted to present my poem. You don't have a rule that forbids presenting other people's poems, right?"
She yelled twice in anger, and then, without caring about anyone's reaction, she hurried away, picking up her skirt.
She ran fast and hurriedly, as if some evil spirit was chasing her. She accidentally tripped, but she did not stop at all. She stood firm and continued running.
“…”
Everyone was stunned, staring at her back getting farther and farther away, somewhat confused.
If you want to dedicate someone else's poem, then you can dedicate someone else's poem. Is there any need to run so fast? Also, if you are dedicating someone else's poem, why didn't you make it clear at the beginning? They really thought that red rain was falling from the sky and that even this idiot could write poetry.
Tsk, they were wondering, how come this idiot who was famous in Haojing could suddenly write poetry? It turns out that he copied someone else's poem.
[Oh, so you chose to give up slapping everyone in the face and save your life first. I have to say, this is a very smart choice. ]
[Although it would be somewhat embarrassing to do so, and if she fails to complete the task given by the system, the plot cannot be reversed, but at least she will not be accused of deceiving the emperor, which would lead to everything that happens later.]
[As long as you have the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Only if you save your life first, you will have a chance to turn things around in the future. ]
[It’s a pity. The ending of the last plot was so good and comfortable. Why did the dog system get summoned? ]
[It seems that the heroine is not destined to die. We should be more careful in the future. ]
The other side.
Yun Wanyao opened her eyes wide, her face full of shock, and she couldn’t recover for a long time.
How could this happen? My younger sister clearly said that Su Qianxue wrote those two poems to get attention, to get rid of the label of being a straw bag, and to take away the title of the most talented woman.
Logically speaking, when the Lord Jijiu asked her, shouldn't she firmly say that it was written by her? Why did she say it was someone else's poem?
Still running so fast?
My sister’s thoughts are always accurate. How could such an accident happen this time?
What went wrong?
Why would Su Qianxue give up such a great opportunity to shine? Yun Wanyao felt that her brain was completely inadequate, and she always felt that something must have happened, but she couldn't tell what it was.
"Ayao, what on earth is Su Qianxue thinking?"
"Others all donated their own poems, why did she donate someone else's? And, donate someone else's poems, why did she run away in such a hurry? Is there any hidden story behind this?"
Mo Zhaozhao turned his head and looked at Yun Wanyao in confusion, obviously also bewildered by the scene before him.
Yun Wanyao shook her head, unable to explain, and could only mumble, "I don't know either."
Hearing their conversation, Xie Xuanyong's eyes flickered slightly and an idea flashed through his mind.
He kept staring at Su Qianxue and noticed that when the Lord Chief Priest asked her if she wrote the poem, she looked at the things he had someone send to her on the stone table behind her.
Could it be that the woman has the ability to see through things?
Did she change her mind temporarily after knowing that he had set a trap for her? But if she really had clairvoyance, why didn't she see his trap when she wrote the poem and avoid those two poems?
There are so many doubts about this.
Not to mention that Yun Wanyao and Mo Zhaozhao felt that their brains were not enough, even Xie Xuanyong, who won the top spot in the imperial examination at the age of thirteen, couldn't figure it out at all.
As if he wanted to verify something, he stood up and said loudly, "Master Jijiu, I saw that you were extremely shocked when you saw these two poems just now. I think they must be extraordinary works."
"Therefore, I would like to ask you, Master Jijiu, to read these two poems to everyone so that we can appreciate them."
As soon as his words came out, they immediately aroused countless resonance.
Su Qianxue's series of actions left many people confused, but now that she has fled, everyone's attention has fallen on the poems she left behind.
Everyone urged the Lord of the Imperial Revenge.
"Please be patient, everyone. These two poems are truly masterpieces. I will read them now. Please listen carefully."
After the chief priest finished reciting two poems at the top of his voice, the whole place was shocked again.
Only Yun Wanyao and Xie Xuanyong had their own thoughts. Sure enough, Su Qianxue wrote the same two poems, but why didn't she admit that the poems were hers? Before the end of the banquet, the chief wine master suddenly thought of the things Xie Xuanyong sent.
After opening it, he was stunned when he saw the poem above and called Xie Xuanyong over.
"Xie family boy, why are the inscriptions on the two paintings you sent me exactly the same as the two poems left by Su Qianxue? Also, who are Zhu Yuanzhang and Huang Chao?"
"To be able to write such a masterpiece, I think he must be famous. I should have heard of him."
The words of the Lord Chief Priest attracted everyone's attention. When they came forward to take a look, they discovered some clues.
"Yes, how come the poem Su Qianxue wrote today is exactly the same as the inscriptions on these two woodcut paintings?"
"Master Xie, what is your relationship with Su Qianxue? You wouldn't..."
When the man said this, he suddenly closed his mouth, but when he looked into Xie Xuanyong's eyes, there was a clear hint of adultery in his eyes.
How could such a coincidence happen in the world?
Everyone felt that Xie Xuanyong might have had some shameful contact with Su Qianxue.
Even Jiang Zitang felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but frown at him.
Seeing this, Xie Xuanyong's face turned completely dark. It would be fine if it came to other people, but why didn't Tang'er believe him?
He pursed his lips and wanted to walk away, but he was afraid that these people would think he was guilty and spread rumors even more unscrupulously. If that happened, he would never be able to clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Thinking of this, Xie Xuanyong sighed and had to patiently explain.
"Some time ago, I got a collection of poems. I thought these two poems were good, so I specially selected them and asked someone to make them into woodcuts. I wanted to send them to the winter banquet to liven up the atmosphere."
"As for why Su Qianxue also chose these two songs, I have no idea."
The matter was too strange, so of course he couldn't say that this was his preparation to expose Su Qianxue's plagiarism, so he could only find an excuse.
As for whether they believed it or not, that was not within his consideration.
Of course, everyone didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to ask any further questions.
Finally, the winter banquet ended.
The chief priest and several great scholars reported to Mo Yuanlin and then left. Many unmarried men and women in the venue gathered together to chat and laugh.
6◇9◇Book◇Bar
"Aye, it's still early, how about we go to Zui Xiang Lou to play for a while?"
Wei Zhaohui and others gathered around and warmly invited Yun Wanye.
Yun Wanye glanced at the yawning and sleepy little baby in his arms and shook his head to refuse without hesitation.
"Let's do it another day. I brought my little sister out today. She hasn't had milk and has been sleeping for most of the day. I want to take her back home."
"Isn't there Miss Yun? I see your carriage is parked outside. Can't you just let Miss Yun take the little sister back? Why don't you come with us?"
Several friends did not give up and continued to try to persuade him.
Yun Wanye shook his head again and refused very firmly.
"No, I have to send my two sisters back myself. My youngest sister is still so young, and I am worried about letting Yun Wanyao take care of her alone."
Everyone: “…”
Oh, he really has become a good brother? "Okay, then we won't go either. We'll go another day when you're free."
"Okay, then you guys go play. I'll go call Yun Wanyao home."
"good."
After saying goodbye, everyone watched him walk towards Yun Wanyao holding the little baby.
Zhu Yongcheng touched his chin and said, "Tsk, why do I feel like the Second Young Master seems to be different from before?"
His friend beside him laughed and said nonchalantly, "What's the difference? Aren't they all A-Ye?"
As people grow up, they change.
"That's right. No matter what he becomes, he is still the Second Young Master."
*“Yun Wanyao, go home.”
Walking in front of Yun Wanyao, Yun Wanye glanced down at her condescendingly.
"It's still early, you go back first, A Yao wants to sit with us for a while, I will take her back home later."
Mo Zhaozhao quickly took Yun Wanyao's arm and looked up at him.
Yun Wanye: “…”
"That's right, you go back first. I still have something to say to Yao'er. I will send her back to the palace with my sister later."
Before he could say anything, Mo Yuanhao beside him couldn't help but speak up. There were still misunderstandings and estrangements between him and Yao'er today that had not been resolved, and he couldn't let her go back like this.
Hearing this, Yun Wanyao immediately stood up from her chair and reached out to gently take away Mo Zhaozhao's hand that was around her arm.
"Princess, let's talk another day. I really have to go back today. Look, my little sister has fallen asleep. If I don't take care of her, my parents will definitely punish me when I return home."
Hearing this, Mo Zhaozhao looked at the little baby in Yun Wanye's arms. Sure enough, he saw that she was sleeping very soundly, smacking her lips occasionally.
In an instant, Mo Zhaozhao's heart softened.
She said reluctantly, "Okay then, Ayao, you go take care of the little sister."
"Yeah, okay."
Yun Wanyao nodded and bowed to Mo Yuanlin and Mo Yuanhao.
Then, he looked at Mo Yuanhao and said, "If your Highness has anything to say to me, please wait for another day. Today is really not going to work. I want to go home."
After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but her arm was grabbed.
Mo Yuanhao's face was dark and extremely ugly.
"Yun Wanyao, did you do this on purpose?"
Did you deliberately hit him in the face or anger him? Yun Wanyao: "..."
Haha, she did it on purpose.
Although she thought so in her heart, Yun Wanyao didn't show it on her face. She said with a puzzled look, "Why do you say that? I just went home. What are you talking about doing it on purpose?"
Mo Yuanhao looked at her deeply, and suddenly sighed helplessly and frustratedly.
"Okay, let's go. I'll take you back. Is that okay?"
Yun Wanyao: “…”
Yun Wanye: “…”
He said calmly, "Your Highness, we are taking my little sister out today and bringing our nanny with us. It's not appropriate for you to squeeze into the carriage with the nanny, right?"
Mo Yuanhao: “…”
"I will not ride in your carriage. I will ride on horseback."
Having said that, the brother and sister had nothing more to say and were ready to let him go. At this moment, a voice without any emotion was heard.
"Second brother, Miss Yun has the Second Young Master to escort her, so there is no need for you. But I suddenly remembered that there are state affairs that need your help. You don't need to go this time. Come back to the palace with me."
Mo Yuanlin looked at the big hand on the slender arm, his eyes were dark and without any warmth.
This gave Yun Wanye an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
He said quickly, "State affairs are important. Since the emperor has something for you to handle, you should follow him back to the palace. I will protect my sister."
Mo Yuanhao: “…”
He turned his head and looked at Mo Yuanlin with a bad expression. Did my royal brother do this on purpose?
There were no state affairs earlier, and there were no state affairs later, but it just so happens that there are state affairs now.
Since there are state affairs that have not been dealt with, why doesn't my royal brother stay in the palace to deal with state affairs, but instead runs out to participate in this boring poetry meeting?
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