My younger sister insisted on marrying me and made me the Marquis' wife.

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Qin Wan was frozen in place by the fierceness in his eyes and was speechless.

"Don't mention it again," Lin Ziqi said in a light tone, but Qin Wan broke out in a cold sweat, "You know what I mean."

Qin Wan nodded woodenly.

What Lin Ziqi didn't want her to mention was not the poetry collection, but the poem she mentioned in her dream.

After all, she grew up in the home of the chief academic officer of the Imperial College. Even though she was ignorant of worldly affairs, she had heard many stories, including one in which people killed others because of jealousy of their poetic talent.

When I was young in my hometown, there was a young man who happened to have some good poems. His envious uncle killed him and took the poems for himself.

Qin Wan now knew in her heart that Lin Ziqi could not write that poem.

Then... the poem handed down by Lin Shoufu in the previous life...

Qin Wan didn't dare to think further.

Seeing her so obedient, Lin Ziqi said frankly: "I originally thought that Master Gu Liu wanted to curry favor with us and pretend to be cultured, so he just found some scholars to copy a few books and give them away randomly. Who knew that the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion was so rich and powerful that they actually created such a big momentum for him. Your cousin got a bargain."

Now that they had a secret in common, they could talk about it openly.

Qin Wan put her worries aside and started a conversation.

"I heard that Master Gu Liu couldn't even understand poetry, so why is it different this time?"

Lin Ziqi mocked, "You have to thank your good cousin for this. He always pretends to be upright and honest in front of me, but he is actually a traitor who hid the truth from me."

"I worked hard to plan a meeting with the two adults, and sought him and Gu Liuye and others as foils, but I didn't expect to be used by him and stepped on me. He went to the Marquis' Mansion several times behind his back, became good friends with Gu Liuye, and even took great pains to teach him how to write poetry."

Qin Wan was surprised: "Cousin Siyuan taught Master Gu Liu to write poetry?"

Lin Ziqi sneered a few times and said, "That's right. You really put a lot of effort into teaching me how to write couplets, from the words to the lyrics."

A dandy fool who only pretends to be cultured actually becomes good friends with the always well-mannered Qin Siyuan. How could this be possible if Qin Siyuan hadn't humbled himself and flattered him intentionally?

Qin Wan asked again: "But who came up with the idea to allow him to add more paintings?"

To be honest, even if Mr. Gu Liu had written a clear poem, it was still not good enough. But with these paintings, people feel that he is not such a talentless fool.

Lin Ziqi pondered, "Qin Siyuan probably couldn't have thought of this. He has been studying hard every day since he entered the Imperial College. He probably couldn't have thought of this."

Qin Wan said: "The family of Dingbei Marquis is full of rough people, and they would never think of such a method."

She had dealt with the Gu family for so many years in her previous life, and she was sure that they would never be familiar with the literary techniques, so there must be someone behind this.

"Why do you say that?" Lin Ziqi asked.

"I, I have been to the Marquis' Mansion several times with my mother. I know it after more contact."

Qin Wan evaded the question.

Lin Ziqi's face turned pale, and he hissed in panic, "Could it be my father-in-law?"

If Qin Jijiu took action, it would be to raise Qin Siyuan's status, and Master Gu Liu would become a by-product.

Qin Wan shook her head and said, "No, this is the first time I've seen my parents like this, and I'm very happy."

Lin Ziqi remained silent, a deep feeling of regret suddenly welling up in his heart.

Then it can only be Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan was extremely talented and well-versed in strategy, although she was not usually obvious, but her fiancé knew it. Could it be that Marquis Dingbei obeyed her every word?
Didn’t Marquis Dingbei see the letter he wrote?

Lin Ziqi was thinking about it in his heart, and heard Qin Wan said again: "My father said that my cousin has become enlightened. How did he become enlightened? I really don't understand."

"Who knows if he has figured it out? Maybe he has already composed a few songs, pondered over them, and is just waiting to show them off in public."

Lin Ziqi replied impatiently.

Scholars usually accumulate some good sentences and couplets for future use. If they really want to write poetry now, how can they write a good poem?

Qin Siyuan knew that he was going to visit Yuyuantan, so he made preparations in advance.

I was careless and didn't guard against him.

Before going to Yuyuantan, Qin Siyuan went to the Marquis' Mansion many times. Now it seems that Qin Yuan obviously came up with a lot of ideas. It is possible that Qin Siyuan's poems were also related to Qin Yuan.

The more Lin Ziqi thought about it, the more he felt this way, and he felt like he couldn't lie still.

Qin Wan remained silent. Everything that happened today made her feel uneasy and she no longer had the confidence she had in the past.

Things seemed to be starting to turn out differently than she had imagined.

The couple sat for a while, each with their own thoughts. Seeing that it was getting dark, Lin Ziqi stood up and said, "I still have to rush back to the Imperial College to study. Mother is used to hardship and doesn't like extravagance, so it's inevitable that she will cause some trouble. You just have to bear with it. When my cousin comes in a few days, mother will have someone to keep her company and talk to, and you won't have to be so sad."

Qin Wan nodded in agreement.

Lin Ziqi rushed back to the Imperial College overnight. Qin Wan didn't remember what she wanted to say until the evening, but she still didn't say it.

……

After Qin Yuan finished taking care of the trivial matters, she prepared the gifts and planned to go to the courtyard with Gu Jinghui to visit Brother Qi and his mother. She sent Gu Shiliu over first to let them make preparations.

Perhaps because he was in high spirits due to good news, Brother Qi was able to walk slowly in the yard. However, he was weak and had to sit down to rest after walking a short distance.

As soon as Gu Shiliu came in, he asked with a smile, "Is Brother Qi feeling better?"

Brother Qi smiled shyly and said, "Thanks to Brother Sixteen, I am much better now. I wonder what instructions Brother Sixteen has for you?"

Gu Shiliu said, "What can I ask for? I am just running errands for the Marquis and his wife. I am telling you, there is something very good, very happy. Where is your mother?"

Brother Qi scratched his hair and said with a smile: "My mother is sitting next to you basking in the sun."

Gu Shiliu was startled and turned around to see that Brother Qi’s blind mother was indeed sitting not far away, smiling in his direction.

He is the most capable follower of Lord Gu. He has been practicing martial arts since he was young and has sharp eyes and ears.

How could we ignore a living person like Brother Qi's mother?

Gu Shiliu coughed, hiding her surprise, and said with a smile: "Aunt Qi, the Marquis and his wife will come to see you and Brother Qi in a while, and they have good news to tell you. Aunt is blessed, and you may see them anytime."

Qi Xiaoge's mother smiled and said, "Thank you Sixteen for telling me. I appreciate your good words. I really hope that I can see my son again in this life."

Brother Qi smiled and asked, "Shouldn't the Marquis and his wife let us go to express our gratitude? Why did they come to visit?"

Gu Shiliu said sternly, "Your mother has done a great deed. The Marquis and his wife have remembered it in their hearts, so they naturally came to visit. Besides, the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion is the most considerate to people like us, unlike those mean, ungrateful, and rule-bound masters."

The two stood there and talked for a while. Gu Shiliu forgot about Brother Qi's mother again and left without saying goodbye. It was not until he left the courtyard and looked back at the Marquis that he remembered.