"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
The scholar who handed them the poem asked in confusion, "How come you have such a lukewarm reaction after reading this masterpiece of the princess's, which is both emotional and literary?"
The young master of the Li family looked at him with a complicated look, not knowing how to answer.
The young master of the Qi family, who had always admired Zhao Er and regarded her as his moonlight, said angrily, "I don't believe it!"
Several confused scholars looked over at him, thinking, what is there to disbelieve. The princess's talent is amazing, and the young master of the Qi family also admired her in the past. Why is he suddenly like this now?
This word "disbelief" is meant to imply that the princess can't write such an article?
The young master of the Qi family did not care about the reactions of the people around him. His mind was full of how Zhao Er could plagiarize the poems in the poetry collection, and how he could recite the ancient poems that Si Qi had already finished as his own creation!
He threw away the few new poems that had just been copied down, and said directly: "This must not be written by the princess just now, it must not be! She wrote other poems, right?" She wrote poems that were not in the poetry collection, right!
Someone was dissatisfied and said: "Why not the princess, I have been sitting here, listening to it with my own ears, and writing it down with my own hands, there is not a single word that is wrong!"
At this time, a new bamboo stick was drawn, and the theme was wine.
After hearing this, the princess smiled as usual and said loudly: "Jiang Jinjiu!"
As soon as the words fell, they struck her mind like a thunderbolt. The young master of the Qi family was shocked and looked extremely ugly. He simply couldn't raise his head to face the frank and loud woman above him.
The people who left with him below had different expressions. Some were sarcastic, some were ashamed, some were disillusioned, and so on.
But the girl of that world had no idea of the mood of the people below. She waved her hand and laughed wantonly:
"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!"
"Don't you see that the white hair in the mirror of the hall is sad, it was black in the morning and turned into snow in the evening!"
The two majestic lines of poetry came out, and the people below who didn't know the truth were suddenly shocked and almost cried out in excitement! It
was too enjoyable, too uninhibited!
Such a heroic emotion, such an exciting tone, and the strong appeal made people's excited bodies tremble!
Zhao Er drank a glass of wine happily, his face flushed slightly, and his beautiful appearance made the men below stare. She laughed heartily, raised her chin more confidently, raised her cup and stood up, saying to everyone: "Enjoy life to the fullest, don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain!"
"I was born with talents that will be useful, even if I spend all my money, I will get it back!"
A group of people watched Zhao Er walk into the crowd. The drunken woman's charming and charming appearance, coupled with the grand and bold poems, was indescribably charming.
Because of this scene, many people wanted to drown in the wine glass between Zhao Er's lips. Even if they were asked to die for this fairy-like woman in front of them, they would be willing!
At this moment when everyone's heart was surging, Zhao Er was so comfortable that every cell was trembling!
The young master of the Qi family finally couldn't stand the torture in his heart anymore. He kicked the low square table in front of him away and said angrily with a flushed face, panting: "Enough! Do you still want to say that cooking cattle and slaughtering sheep is fun, so you need to drink three hundred cups?!"
Zhao Er, who pretended to be drunk, suddenly became conscious and looked at the young master of the Qi family with disbelief and shock.
The young masters of the Li family on the side were even more numb. They sat quietly in their places, looking at the unruly woman in front of them, and said with a smile: "Yes, and then: bells, drums, and delicious food are not expensive, I would rather sit forever and not wake up."
Another person continued indifferently: "Since ancient times, all saints and wise men have been lonely, only drinkers leave their names."
"Hehe, hehe..."
The more the group of people looked at Zhao Er's gradually crumbling expression at this time, the more ridiculous they found it. It was ridiculous that the other party was a little ugly who flattered the crowd, and it was ridiculous that they and others had been deceived by such a person for so many years.
The young master of the Qi family truly loved Zhao Er, and he still loves her even now. He looked at Zhao Er with a pleading look on his face, and said to her: "Go on, continue reciting the poem! As long as you tell me a poem that I don't know, I will believe that you are innocent! Go on!!"
The roaring voice echoed in the pavilion, and the confused scholars on the side looked at the sudden scene in front of them in amazement, not understanding what was going on.
Zhao Er's face was pale, this was the indescribable embarrassment when pretending to be exposed, and the bone-chilling coldness when she realized something was wrong.
What's going on? Who released these poems in advance?
No, the point is not this, the point is that there are other time travelers in this world? !
Zhao Er stood there stiffly, his mind in a mess, not knowing how to save himself.
Seeing the goddess in his heart with such an expression, the young master of the Qi family knew what the other party's answer would be. He was overwhelmed with grief and squatted on the spot, covering his face and crying.
The others looked at each other and came to ask him what was wrong.
He looked confused and didn't even know how to explain for a while. He could only point to the poetry collection in the hands of the young master of the Li family and others.
The young master of the Li family next to him had a sullen face. They hated the woman who played them around, and they were so angry that they wanted to peel off the skin of that woman!
He took out the poetry collection and placed it in front of everyone, then turned to the pages of "Ink Plum" and "Song of the Wine", and sneered, "Look, these are the ancient poems 'composed on the spot' by your princess. They appeared word for word in the poetry collection from who knows how many years ago."
Someone came forward to take a look and said in amazement, "How, how could this be?!"
Others said in disbelief, "You just wrote this, right? Ha, in recent years many people can't stand the princess's style of doing things, so they find ways to frame her. I didn't expect that even you would do this..."
The young master of the Li family retorted, "If we framed her, could we have written the poem before she recited "Song of the Wine"? "
The man was speechless.
"Can we frame her and make her write hundreds of masterpieces and put them in this collection? Is she worthy?"
Everyone flipped through the collection of poems with masterpieces on every page, and their brains were suddenly shocked by the content.
"Can we frame her and make her read the title of the poem "qiang" as "jiang"?"
Everyone carefully recalled the content of the ancient poem in "Jiangjinjiu" just now, and it was indeed about persuading people to drink. Thinking back to the three words Zhao Er said at the beginning just now, it was indeed that the title of the poem was read as jiang. But what does jiangjinjiu mean? About to drink? It doesn't make sense at all?
Suddenly, the look in his eyes towards Zhao Er became more and more strange.
"Whether it is true or not, we just need to test it." Si Qi, who was sitting below, said slowly.
Everyone turned around and saw that the person who was speaking was Si Qi. Everyone highly praised his ability and talent, and immediately said, "That's very good."
Si Qi then said to Zhao Er, "Don't ask anything difficult. What does the 'bells, drums, and jade' mentioned in the poem just now mean?"
Everyone frowned slightly, not understanding why Si Qi asked such a question that even children in the academy could answer. Then they looked at Zhao Er silently, waiting for her to give the obvious answer.
Zhao Er's expression was blank, she was panicked, how could she understand these things. After taking a few deep breaths, she said hesitantly in a dry voice: "Here, bells and drums are musical instruments, and zhuanyu is a jade accessory."
"…………"
The scene was silent.
Zhao Er immediately realized that she might have said something wrong, and hurriedly covered up: "Of course this is just the surface meaning, actually, actually..."
"Not actually." Si Qi said expressionlessly: "You didn't even answer the surface meaning correctly, you are indeed a 'great talent'."
Zhao Er's legs became weak, and the disappointed and even angry eyes of the people around her made her a little scared. She was afraid of losing all the good reputation she had now, losing the envious eyes of everyone, and she was even more afraid that everyone would look at her with strange and rejecting eyes in the future. She
was unwilling to accept all this!
Si Qi was playing with the cups and bowls in front of him in a bored manner, and said in a casual tone: "Zhonggu Zhuanyu means ringing bells and drums, eating delicacies, and describing a rich and luxurious life. You don't even understand what this word means, and your explanation is irrelevant. How can you write those poems and say it's 'not expensive'?"
Zhao Er was so anxious that her face turned red, and her eyes were filled with tears of frustration and unwillingness: "You, you...!"
This abominable guy who should have died long ago! Why did he appear here alive and even embarrassed her so much! !
Si Qi: "You feel that you have been wronged, that you feel wronged? It doesn't matter, you can just read this collection of poems, and then recite any ancient poem that is not in the book to prove yourself."
Zhao Er took a few deep breaths after hearing this. Looking at the collection of poems that was not too thick, she thought that although she didn't know who the time traveler was, if there was only this collection of poems, there must be ancient poems that she knew but were not in the book.
Then she would be able to prove her innocence.
She snatched the collection of poems, quickly flipped through a few pages, and then froze on the spot.
Wait, the ancient poems in this collection of poems, except for a few poems that she brought from the future to this era. She has never seen any other poems! !
This, this is not a collection of poems written by a time traveler to expose her lies, this is simply a fabrication and a frame-up!!
Someone wrote a collection of hundreds of poems of astonishing talent and talent, enough to be passed down through the ages, and then added a few of her poems that had been passed down before, and attached some inexplicable author's name to frame her for plagiarism!!
Zhao Er was so angry that her face turned ashen, and she threw the collection of poems to the ground and cursed: "Read it if you want! Those poems were all written by me, why can't I write new poems?"
She instantly became confident again. So what if someone framed her? These ancient monkeys didn't know she was a time traveler, so why not just read a few poems from the future as her own?
Recalling what she had learned in school, Zhao Er quickly remembered a catchy poem and said aloud: "The grass on the plain withers and grows green every year."
"Wildfire--"
Si Qi raised his head and looked at her with mockery in his eyes: "Wildfires can never be extinguished, spring breeze blows and it grows again."
"…………" Zhao Er's expression was blank, and she was completely stunned at the time.
When the people around heard the first line of the poem, they subconsciously wanted to applaud again, but when they heard Si Qi's words, they were stunned again and burned with anger.
This hateful woman actually used other people's poems to cover up her lies! She still has no intention of changing her ways until now!
Si Qi said with a smile: "Didn't you say you were wronged? Then you don't need to recite the poem I just read out. You can continue to tell us what happened after the wildfire."
Seeing Zhao Er frozen in place and unable to utter a word, Si Qi said: "It's not such a coincidence that the content in the poetry collection coincides with it?"
- It's really not a coincidence.
Si Qi knew many ancient poems that the daughter of the future world would recite through the memory of the original owner, and deliberately did not write them in the poetry collection.
Neither he nor the original owner knew the future history of this world, and of course they had no way of knowing what ancient poems this world would be famous for.
But the daughter of the world knew.
So in order to scare the Daughter of the World, she made up a fake time traveler enemy in her mind, and she would never dare to use other people's poems to deceive people again. Si Qi memorized all the ancient poems that the Daughter of the World would "write" next in the original owner's memory, and saved them for this time to slap her in the face, and sure enough, she fell into the trap due to carelessness.
Zhao Er finally realized that the so-called "proving innocence" was just a trick on her, and she was so angry that her eyes turned red.
She pointed at Si Qi's head and said in a shrill voice: "It's you!! It's you who wrote this collection of poems!! It's you!!!"
The onlookers were puzzled, and they felt that the princess's angry and frustrated look was simply without any grace, just like a street woman.
He was also a little surprised that this collection of poems was actually written by Si Qi.
But after thinking about it carefully, he didn't find it so strange.
Compared to a concubine's daughter of a marquis who had never read a book and only learned calligraphy in recent years, people would rather believe that it was the gifted Si Qi who became famous at a young age who wrote these poems.
Si Qi denied it with a cold face: "I am not as shameless as you to take ancient poems written by others and regard them as my own. This is a collection of poems given by the gods. How could I write so many works?"
Zhao'er's face turned pale and he looked at him fiercely: "You wrote it! Who made you Si Qi! So you are a time traveler? You have always been one?!"
Zhao'er was confused. If Si Qi in history was a time traveler, why didn't Si Qi expose her when she became famous a few years ago, and let her cheat and gain a good reputation?
Could it be that Si Qi realized that what she did behind her back threatened his life, so he took revenge...
Zhao Er's body went cold, and regret flooded her mind. Si Qi sneered: "You're just picking up a rock and hitting your own foot."
Zhao Er sat down on the ground, holding her head with both hands, her eyes flickering.
No, Si Qi cannot be a time traveler. There is too much evidence to refute this argument.
First of all, although he was a gifted and resourceful man in history, he never developed any advanced inventions or overly advanced concepts. Therefore, the possibility of time travel can be directly eliminated.
Secondly, his appearance at this moment is exactly the same as the eyebrows, expressions, and tone of voice that Zhao Er saw when she secretly observed him. A modern person living in modern times simply cannot imitate that kind of temperament that cannot be completely different. Zhao Er herself is a time traveler, so she is deeply aware of this.
Finally, if Si Qi is really a time traveler, and he traveled earlier than the time she observed. It is impossible that he lives in a run-down bungalow and lives in such a difficult situation. He could have thousands of ways to make money and gain fame and fortune.
It doesn't seem like that, not at all... The more Zhao Er thought about it, the more he felt that Si Qi couldn't be a time traveler.
Could it be... Could it be that someone else traveled through time?
In order to curry favor with this great man who has been famous for thousands of years, the time traveler told him a lot of things about the future. Among them was that Si Qi in history would have won the top scholar this year, but now he missed the imperial examination because of an "accidental fall into the water"!
Not long ago, Si Qi was framed against him and his sister. If there was a time traveler who could point out the conspiracy behind it, Zhao Er didn't believe that Si Qi would not be able to see through the truth with his intelligence!
Who is Si Qi? She is an important figure who will assist Prince Chu to ascend the throne and create a prosperous era for the State of Chu with him in the future!
And who is Prince Chu's current enemy? It is the Fourth Prince, whose reputation is growing
. And who is the person who tampered with history? It is the Fourth Princess, who became famous by plagiarizing ancient poems in the future.
So who should Zhao'er, the princess of the Fourth Prince, target now?
It is Si Qi.
The answer is so obvious that Zhao'er wanted to cover her face and sigh, and punch the table!
No wonder Si Qi said that she "shot herself in the foot", and he was right.
At this point, the evidence that she plagiarized ancient poems for her own use is already conclusive, and she cannot afford to quibble.
If she had Si Qi's ability, and studied hard like Si Qi, she could write an ancient poem on the spot that was no worse than "Song of the Wine" with her own skills, then there would still be room for maneuver.
But she is just an ordinary person, she can't write it!
There were more and more voices questioning and condemning her. Staying here to accept everyone's questioning would only make herself more embarrassed.
Zhao Er had a cold face, flicked his sleeves and strode away from the poetry meeting. He no longer wanted to stay and be criticized by others. The scholars became more and more angry and wanted to stop them, but were stopped by a group of guards from the palace. Everyone
suddenly remembered that the other party was still a princess, and her status and position were by no means something they could offend. They gritted their teeth angrily and watched the woman leave in a wolfish manner.
The beautiful back that they had been fascinated by now seemed so hateful. A group of people cursed viciously: "A fraud!"
"A despicable villain!"
"If it weren't for Brother Si's collection of poems, we don't know how long we would have been fooled by that woman!"
"Fortunately, we have now recognized the true face of that woman and obtained such a precious collection of poems..."
"Yes, this thing is so precious, I wish I could hold it in my hands day and night and study it sentence by sentence!"
Everyone looked at the collection of poems in unison. Si Qi said directly: "I have no intention of keeping this thing for myself, you can take it and excerpt it."
After these words came out, everyone looked at Si Qi with more friendly eyes. "As expected of you, Brother Si. You are totally different from the self-seeking Zhao girl!"
"Yes, as expected of you, Brother Si. You are open-minded and honest. We admire you!"
"After I finish copying this collection of poems, I will go out and talk to people! Tell everyone the true face of Zhao girl!"
"As it should be! We must never let others be deceived by this girl again!"
Si Qi looked at the angry faces of the crowd and drank a sip of wine slowly.
After Zhao'er came to this world, in order to get rid of the troubles on her body and to deal with her stepmother, she used poetry to package herself and make herself live a better life. This is nothing. She just acted in an emergency and would correct her mistakes in the future.
But she should never, ever, take other people's things to set off her own like she did just now, without any sense of shame. She shouldn't have ruined the reputation of another girl and the future of a great man for her own selfish interests. She shouldn't have only considered her own ideas, framed, acted recklessly, and used every possible means.
Si Qi felt sick just by looking at such a selfish and despicable guy.
The people around him were discussing the poetry collection, and Si Qi put down his cup, got up and left.
He still had a lot of things to do.
When he got home, his sister had already prepared the meal and was waiting for him to come back to eat together.
Si Qi washed his hands, sat at the table, took a look at the beautiful woman with a stunning appearance, and said, "Sister, do you have a crush on someone?"
Si Peihuan was so surprised that the chopsticks in her hand shook, and the vegetables fell into the bowl.
After she recovered, she said unhappily, "You..."
Si Qi smiled and said, "My parents died young. As a younger brother, I have to worry about my sister."
Si Peihuan blushed and said angrily, "You don't need to worry about me. I'm just a little brat..."
Si Qi: "What do you think of the Crown Prince?"
Si Peihuan was frightened and turned pale. She lowered her voice and said, "What nonsense! Is he someone we can criticize?!"
Si Qi: "I'm just talking."
Si Peihuan shook her head: "I know you are capable and that one day you will become something that others can't reach. But not my sister."
She felt pressured just thinking about being with such an unpredictable and powerful person day and night. If it wasn't for her brother's safety, she would have risked her life to protect him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the courage to stand and talk with so many big shots. It would have been too traumatic for her soul.
Si Qi smiled and said, "Yes, I know that sister has a peaceful personality and doesn't like to fight or quarrel."
The palace, a place full of smoke and miasma, is not suitable for her at all.
In the historical world line, Prince Chu took Si Peihuan as his concubine, creating a story that will be passed down through the ages.
But reality is not a TV series, there are not so many grievances, love and romance. It is not certain whether Si Peihuan in history liked the King of Chu.
At least at this moment, Si Qi had no intention of marrying his sister off just to get closer to the King of Chu.
Unless his sister was willing.
... But now it seemed that the possibility was still quite small.
Si Qi smiled and said, "I respect your choice. If you meet your ideal man, whether he is a noble or a merchant, as long as you like him, I will do my best to support you."
He was not like the self-proclaimed modern advanced person like the World Girl, who said that she pursued one-on-one equal love, acted carefree and uninhibited without caring about the difference between men and women, but used the public opinion concepts of feudal society to harm and kill people, and was more skillful than anyone else.
If you really think that ancient concepts are old-fashioned and worthy of criticism, then don't ruin a talented man's career in a disfiguring way, and don't destroy a woman's innocence so that she can no longer be her husband's white moonlight. Isn't this a good adaptation to the ancient feudal concepts, and even using them as guns?
Since Si Qi inherited the identity of the original owner and enjoyed the life of the original owner, he thought that he should be like the original owner, taking everything around him seriously and doing everything he can.
Now start with the things that can be seen in front of you, such as respecting Si Peihuan's ideas and letting her not become a tool for political marriage because of her beauty and identity.
"…………" Si Peihuan lowered her head, and her ears blushed with shame. In fact, her heart was warmed by her brother's words, as if she had embraced a sun.
After a while, she shyly said something that was not sure whether it was a threat or a concern: "Good brother, sister will boil medicine for you later, and you will definitely get better soon."
Si Qi: "…………"
His sister is probably a natural black.
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