Even Liu Yunyan's poetic talent was no match for hers.
Haha, I was even trying to outdo her in the carriage earlier, I was really asking for trouble.
Nowadays, everyone calls her the most talented woman in Dajing.
Let's see what Liu Yunyan has to offer to compare with her.
Thinking about all this, Jiang Yao felt incredibly happy, and she couldn't hide her joyful expression.
When their gazes fell upon Jiang Shuwan, they too were filled with joy.
She had never seen Jiang Shuwan write calligraphy or poetry, but she figured she was no match for her.
Loser!
Everyone's a loser!
"None of you are as good as me!"
Jiang Yao looked at Liu Yunyan and Jiang Shuwan with bright eyes, her heart filled with joy, and in her mind there was a group of little people blowing trumpets and scattering flowers.
She won this round!
and.
Another double kill!
Ha ha ha ha……
Seeing Jiang Yao's smile stretching from ear to ear, and her feigned innocence as she said "I dare not accept such praise" to those who were flattering her, Jiang Shuwan shook her head with a wry smile.
She had memorized 300 Tang poems before to prepare for exams, and Jiang Yao still remembered a few, but she had forgotten them all by the PE teacher.
So when Li Yuyan looked over with ill intent, Jiang Shuwan stood up without any struggle and bowed to Jiang Yao.
"Second sister won; I can't write poetry."
"Hahaha...I won..."
Jiang Yao immediately burst into laughter, her smug little tail wagging in the air.
It's a pity that Yulang is not here. If Yulang could see my current glory, he would forget about Xiaotaohong and Lianyu!
Jiang Yao thought to herself smugly.
Liu Yunyan looked dejected. She had come here today hoping to get first place so that the old lady would know how good she was and agree to let her in.
Now she's been overshadowed by Jiang Yao, and besides, she probably could never write a poem like this in her entire life.
It was a complete and utter defeat.
I never expected her to be so secretive; the first thing she uttered was such a timeless masterpiece.
What a beautiful line: "From afar I know it's not snow, for there is a faint fragrance."
She accepted her defeat wholeheartedly.
She used to think that Jiang Yao was overrated and that there was someone else working for her, but now she realizes that she was wrong.
Jiang Yao may seem unreliable, but she is actually extremely strong.
However, even though Jiang Shuwan can't write poetry, it's still possible to outdo her.
The old lady comes from a family of scholars and would surely despise Jiang Shuwan for being uneducated and only knowing how to make money.
Thinking about it this way, Liu Yunyan also raised her head.
Losing to Jiang Yao isn't a real loss; losing to Jiang Shuwan is the real defeat.
Jiang Shuwan didn't dare to act recklessly and simply admitted defeat, thus she won.
Even if she only comes in second place, she still wins.
"Really? You can't write poetry!"
Just then, Li Yuyan sighed softly, her face full of regret, and said...
"There are always fools who say that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent. Lord Jiang, a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Rites and a graduate of the imperial examinations, actually educates his daughter in this way. I never expected that Lord Jiang would think the same way as those fools."
Li Yuyan drawled out her words while staring at Jiang Shuwan, a malicious and smug smile playing on her lips.
That's a vicious remark.
She really can't write poetry. You can criticize her if you want, but why drag her family into it?
Her gaze turned cold; Jiang Shuwan's previously indifferent eyes instantly turned icy, like the cold wind of a winter night.
Li Yuyan felt a chill run down her spine from her gaze, and then became even more furious.
I am the dignified Princess of Nan'an, the only daughter of the Prince of Pingnan, and His Majesty's own niece. Do you think I'm afraid of a mere daughter of a minor official?
"Of course, it's also possible that Miss Jiang isn't good at writing poetry. How about this, you write down the poem your second sister wrote, and I'll let this matter drop, okay?"
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As she spoke, a palace maid brought over writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Staring at the perfectly placed brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, Jiang Shuwan finally understood why Yao Zhijie had been watching her intentionally or unintentionally before.
She can't write poetry, and her calligraphy is so bad it's like a dog's crawl—a fact known only to a very few people.
And all of these people were her confidants, whom she would not reveal.
The only exceptions were Pei Yanzhi and Yao Zhijie.
Pei Yanzhi had already seen her handwriting, so he had no reason to deliberately use it as a pretext to humiliate her, and even less reason to collude with Princess Nan'an to set a trap.
Yao Zhijie must have seen her handwriting when she was checking accounts in Pei Yanzhi's room before.
So when he saw that she was no good at poetry, he made her write calligraphy, deliberately trying to embarrass her and make her lose face.
However, she did not offend Yao Zhijie.
Logically speaking, Yao Zhijie had no reason to collude with Li Yuyan to set up a scheme.
Could it be that there's something she doesn't know about?
With her brows furrowed, Jiang Shuwan pondered deeply, while Li Yuyan let out a strange laugh.
"Why isn't Miss Jiang writing? Can't you even write a decent piece of calligraphy?"
Others were talking about it.
"Impossible. She's the daughter of a high-ranking official in the capital. Even if she can't write poetry, she can at least write characters, right?"
"She can't write, could it be that she doesn't recognize words at all?"
"If someone is illiterate, how is she any different from a village woman?"
"The dignified heir of the Marquis of Wenyuan's mansion, Pei Yanzhi, who is currently the number one in the Autumn Competition, actually married an illiterate village woman. It's simply laughable."
"She has completely disgraced the Pei and Jiang families."
"It's hilarious. How dare someone like her attend the princess's banquet? She has no shame. If it were me, I would have been so ashamed that I would have crawled into a hole in the ground."
The words of attack from both men and women, like sharp knives, accompanied by contemptuous glances, swept towards Jiang Shuwan like a surging tide, showing no mercy.
"a shame."
"shame!"
“I am a member of a noble family. How can I sit at the same table with such a person? I beg Your Highness to send her out.”
"She's useless in both poetry and literature; she has no right to sit with us!"
"Yes! Throw her out!"
No one showed any mercy.
Qingxing, who was not qualified to serve in the palace, heard these words from outside and her eyes turned red with anxiety. She wanted to come in, but before she could step in, she was pressed against the wall by a palace maid and could not move.
After several struggles, his face was rubbed red by the wall bricks, but it was all in vain.
With tears streaming down her face, Qingxing cried.
"All the noble families are here. If we are driven out, how will Miss face anyone..."
Inside the house, Jiang Shuwan was unaware of Qingxing's predicament; she was only watching the people shouting and demanding that she be driven out.
Some of these people were on good terms with Li Yuyan, while others were aristocratic scions and noble ladies who had suffered losses due to commercial taxes and were deliberately helping Li Yuyan to humiliate her.
There were also some who looked indignant and genuinely disliked her and didn't want to associate with her.
All sorts of people, with all sorts of motives, were frantically yelling at her to get out and kick her out.
Li Yuyan sat on the high platform, holding a cup of wine in her hand, enjoying the sight of her destitute and miserable state.
Despite the public's outrage, she was in no hurry to send Jiang Shuwan away.
This scene is so beautiful.
She wanted to enjoy the view a little longer...
With a smirk, Li Yuyan watched this scene with a smug look on her face.
It's so exhilarating, so incredibly exhilarating!
Unfortunately, he wasn't there.
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