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

Chapter 700 Can't Think It Through
Everyone around was speechless, unsure of whom to believe.

Both were like wild beasts trapped in a desperate situation, wanting to tear off a piece of each other's flesh.

Wu, the scholar, said sternly, "You hypocrite have caught me red-handed, how could you let it go so easily? Of course you want me to be your stepping stone, to use me to smear Qin Siyuan and the young master of Nantang."

If you succeed, won't all of the Qin family's connections be yours from now on?

He glanced at Lord Gu standing to the side and sneered, "Besides, you said that as long as Qin Siyuan is crushed, you will find a way to arrange for me to marry into the Dingbei Marquis's family. At that time, the two of us will be bound together and share wealth and glory. How could I not be tempted?"

This statement caused an uproar among the crowd.

This is truly shocking.

Upon learning that the two had even set their sights on Gu Baozhu, Lord Gu was furious. Fortunately, Qin Yuan had already stepped in front of him and whispered, "Lord Gu, please calm down. Don't fall for their scheme to sow discord."

The murderous aura directed at Wu Juren instantly dissipated.

All of this was observed by Princess Fuyun, who couldn't help but say, "Brother, Lord Gu..."

King Qi didn't take it seriously: "Which elder brother could tolerate this? Fortunately, Young Master Nantang stopped him. Actually... given Gu Baozhu's personality, how desperate must that Wu guy be to want to marry into her family?"

After saying that, he clicked his tongue twice.

That's why the Gu family treats Gu Baozhu like a treasure.

His Highness the Crown Prince was so frightened he wet himself and dared not even think about it again. That Wu fellow, even if he had the intention, he'd have to be born with the fate to do so.

Princess Fuyun lowered her eyes, concealing the turmoil in her heart.

This is not the time to think about this.

coincide!

It's all just a coincidence!

"Bullshit!" Lin Ziqi finally understood: "You're trying to smear me, now you're trying to frame me, aren't you? I was truly blind before, I didn't realize you were such a despicable person. What exactly did the Qin family do to offend you?"

Wu, the scholar, did not argue with him, but looked at the Prince of Qi and said, "I would like Your Highness to have someone read this poem aloud. Comparing it with Lin Ziqi's poem in 'A Collection of Poems on Visiting Yuyuantan,' you will know that what I said is true."

Lin Ziqi paused for a moment, then immediately said, "Although it is said that a clear conscience fears no accusation, someone as cunning as you might have already fabricated evidence and is ready to frame me at any time."

King Qi thought for a moment and said, "What Scholar Lin said makes some sense."

Lin Ziqi looked at Wu Juren smugly: "You made false accusations first, who would dare to believe you now?"

He then turned to Qin Siyuan, his face full of eagerness: "Brother Siyuan, it's all my fault. I was blinded by such a despicable person. I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive me."

Qin Siyuan, somewhat overwhelmed, raised her sleeve to wipe her sweat, covering her face and avoiding looking at him.

Fortunately, at this moment, King Qi said, "May I ask Young Master Nantang and Scholar Qin to take a look? Is this the same poem you mentioned before?"

Qin Yuan nodded: "Why not let Scholar Qin examine it? As for this humble subject... he can just write it down on the spot with paper and pen. This three-way comparison will save us a lot of trouble."

The King of Qi said, "That's excellent."

He then asked Lin Ziqi, "What does Scholar Lin think?"

Lin Ziqi nodded, "That's very fair."

Wu, the scholar, had nothing but mockery and ridicule in his eyes.

Even when the duck is cooked, its beak is still hard.

Shen Changle rushed over from the side, eagerly handing over paper and pen. Just as he was about to open the inkstone to grind the ink, Yang'er squeezed over from the side: "Manager Shen, let me do it."

Shen Changle looked at Yang'er, who was dressed as a servant, and chuckled dryly, "Alright, alright, you come, you come. You're used to serving others, so you're more skillful than me."

Yang'er hadn't actually ground ink for Qin Yuan much before, but she pretended to be skilled and said, "I'm used to doing these things while serving the young master." When she opened the lid, she found that the ink had already been ground.

Yang'er glanced at Shen Changle.

Shen Changle laughed and said, "Perhaps it's because Sixth Master hasn't finished using the ones he ground before."

Yang'er breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's perfect, it saves us from having to wait."

Qin Yuan picked up a pen, laid the paper on the back of the lotus flower, and quickly wrote. Princess Fuyun sighed, "Young Master Nantang's handwriting is so good."

The Ninth Princess said, "These scholars spend all day reading and writing, so isn't it expected that they write well?"

"I wonder if you could embroider a handkerchief after holding a needle for several years."

The King of Qi was very disgusted.

The Ninth Princess said, "I finally got to be reborn as a princess, why do I still have to embroider that rubbish?"

The Prince of Qi mocked, "Your mother was a virtuous empress. She even made your father's socks by hand. As the legitimate princess, why haven't you learned even a fraction of her qualities? Didn't your father say that you are most like your mother?"

Empress Lin was originally a maidservant who served the Empress Yuan. Later, she gained the Emperor's favor and, despite opposition, was promoted to Empress. The Emperor praised her for her virtue and kindness. Because she came from humble origins, she was very compassionate towards the suffering of the people. She practiced frugality, cherished every thread and every piece of clothing, and was very grateful for her blessings. She had the virtue of a mother to the world.

Occasionally, she would also criticize Empress Yuan, who came from a noble family.

King Qi, harboring resentment for a long time, inevitably brought it out.

The Ninth Princess rolled her eyes and said, "My mother's father isn't the emperor."

King Qi glanced coldly at the Ninth Princess and said nothing more.

Qin Siyuan had already reviewed the poem manuscript and confirmed that it was the missing original. Meanwhile, the ink on Qin Yuan's side had dried.

The King of Qi randomly pointed to someone and asked him to come over for comparison.

After looking at each one, the man could only stamp his feet and exclaim in surprise, "This, this is actually real?" Then he shook his head and sighed, "This one is even more wonderful. It's such a waste of talent, what a sin!"

After waiting for a while, the crowd, having heard this person's rant, were itching to try it themselves.

"What exactly happened?"

"Yes, brother, why don't you say it?"

After finally calming down, the man shouted, "I never expected that this Wu fellow would actually tell the truth! Lin Ziqi's best poem was actually a paraphrase of the poem by the Young Master of Nantang, and moreover..."

He sighed, looking at Lin Ziqi with reproach as if he were looking at a spendthrift son, and said with great distress, "The revision is really clumsy, and the artistic conception is far inferior to the original."

"What nonsense are you spouting here?" Lin Ziqi, unable to contain himself any longer, shouted angrily, "Are you all conspiring to harm me?"

The man spat and said, "What, do you think you're the most flawless person in the world? The evidence is right in front of us, with so many people watching. Do you still want to deny it?"

Without waiting for the King of Qi's instructions, he recited Qin Yuan's poem with a swaying head.

He also pointed out several changes made by Lin Ziqi, and said, "Everyone can tell the difference in quality just by listening. The original poem included in the collection was of superior quality, but it is still inferior to the original poem."

Everyone said, "Yes, yes, yes, it's obvious, there's no need to discuss it further."

Lin Ziqi collapsed to the ground, completely ignoring the pointing fingers and whispers around him, only muttering, "It's over, it's over."

He obtained this poem from Qin Wan, and by sheer luck, he ended up in such a predicament.

"Qin Wan has ruined me!"