The harem is full of gossip, Your Majesty, you are cheating

The Queen Mother glanced at Jiang Zhimiao with some anger.

Jiang Zhimiao just looked innocent.

The Queen Mother looked at Prime Minister Jiang coldly: "Jiang Wei, it seems that I have no say in whether this banquet can end or not. But you, Prime Minister Jiang, have the final say over everything and can make the decision for our royal family!"

The Queen Mother said sternly: "Why, just because your daughter has become the Queen, you think you can say anything and do anything!"

On the surface, the Queen Mother was talking about Prime Minister Jiang, but in reality, she was scolding Jiang Zhimiao for having too long arms.

Jiang Zhimiao sat steadily, and said indifferently: "Mother, why don't you listen to what the Prime Minister has to say first?"

Jiang Zhimiao never intended to fight alone.

His father was a staunch royalist.

Only after Yue Hua came to power would he be purged, resulting in the annihilation of his entire family.

Her fate is linked to the fate of the Jiang family.

That is the case.

To change her fate, it should not be her job alone. The entire Jiang family should participate.

"Okay, okay." The Queen Mother looked at Prime Minister Jiang coldly: "You say!"

Her eyes were full of threats.

Jiang Wei pretended not to see it. He exchanged glances with Jiang Zhimiao, then said respectfully, "Queen Dowager, Prince Anhe is not only the Fifth Prince, but also the leader of the literati of our Great Yong. Today, Prince Anhe's literary reputation has been questioned, which means that the literati of our Great Yong have been questioned! If this matter is hastily disclosed, our Great Yong will become a laughing stock of other countries!"

The Queen Mother was so angry that she laughed: "How are you going to prove it? Let those Li Bai and Yang Wanli come out to confront us?"

Jiang Wei said calmly, "An and Wang completed the masterpiece Red Mansion in ten days."

"Everyone in the world knows about this." The Queen Mother became a little impatient.

"A Dream of Red Mansions is earth-shattering." Jiang Wei said slowly, "Just imagine, is it possible that someone who can write such a masterpiece as A Dream of Red Mansions would plagiarize other people's poems?"

The Queen Mother and Yue Hua looked at each other and were both stunned.

What's the situation?

Jiang Zhimiao's father, is he speaking for Yue Hua?

Yuehua's eyes flickered, and he suddenly calmed down.

This Jiang Wei is an old stubborn person. I have tried to win him over many times, both overtly and covertly, but he has never responded.

But this kind of old stubborn person often has the problem of being pedantic and upright. Maybe he was really moved by the Dream of the Red Chamber, so he stood up and spoke for him.

Jiang Wei's words also reminded Yue Hua of something.

Yue Hua couldn't help but say: "Royal brother, the person who presented the poem to you, could it be that he also presented the Red Tower?"

Yuehua's tone was sarcastic.

The poems are short and concise, and in their world, anyone who has received compulsory education can memorize a lot of them.

but.

Write about the Red Mansion!

And it has to be word for word!

This is basically not something the human brain can do.

He had the txt document in his mind and just copied it down.

What about that person?

Does he have it too?

Yue Lin said calmly: "That's not the case."

"Oh?" Yue Hua sneered, "I admit that I didn't think of many poems on the spot, but thought about them in advance and wrote them down early in case of emergency. I don't know what method that person used to write down my poems when I occasionally recited them, and made up some inexplicable characters to frame me. Brother, don't be fooled by this person."

Jiang Zhimiao said in a gentle voice: "Poems are short, so it is indeed easy for some people to secretly memorize them. But no one can remember a masterpiece like Red Mansions."

What Jiang Zhimiao said was really very wise.

Yuehua was cheered up.

Could it be that the Jiang family father and daughter are trying to show their goodwill to him?

That must be it.

The Queen Mother sat down again, and her expression looked better.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhimiao was actually quite sensible.

Yue Hua calmed down completely. He looked at Yue Lin with a little pride and said, "Brother Emperor, that's it. I spent ten days and ten days writing the manuscript of the Dream of the Red Chamber without sleep. That person can steal poems, but he can't steal the Dream of the Red Chamber!"

Everyone couldn't help but discuss in low voices.

"What An and Wang said makes sense."

"If someone could write the Dream of the Red Chamber, why would he use other people's poems and steal their fame?"

“Maybe there really are geniuses in the world who are born with knowledge.”

The wind direction changed almost instantly.

Yue Hua smiled, and his eyes became a little more straightforward when he looked at Jiang Zhimiao.

The Jiang family father and daughter are quite interesting.

If she had been so sensible, it would not be a bad idea to take Jiang Zhimiao into the harem after she ascended the throne.

Yue Lin sat there, his expression unchanged.

Reason told him.

Jiang Zhimiao had no reason to betray him.

but.

Looking at Yue Hua's smug face, Yue Lin's nerves were beating wildly, and the terrible pain came over him again.

His headache came back again.

He finally decided to choose someone to walk side by side with.

If Jiang Zhimiao also chose Yuehua...

[Fuck, fuck. How dare this horse look at me like that! Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to be sick to death.]

Jiang Zhimiao's crazy complaining voice rang in his mind.

The intense pain receded like the tide, Yue Lin's hands tightened slightly, and he also saw Yue Hua's eyes, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Yue Hua, actually dared to covet his queen!

Such wolfish ambitions cannot be concealed at all!

Yue Lin's hands slowly clenched into fists.

"I have 100% faith in the talent of Prince An He." Jiang Wei said slowly, "In fact, there are many people in the court who are admirers of this Dream of Red Mansions."

Yue Hua smiled slightly: "You are too kind, Prime Minister."

"The Dream of the Red Chamber is profound and extensive. Now that we have finished admiring the lotus flowers, why not discuss the Dream of the Red Chamber next?" Jiang Wei smiled.

"Of course you can." Yuehua looked very elegant.

Jiang Wei smiled and stepped aside.

Several young officials stepped forward.

"Prince Anhe, I have a question in my mind. Why was Qin Keqing's funeral so grand after her death? Could she have another identity?"

One of them asked sincerely.

Yuehua was stunned for a moment.

In his previous life, he didn't like reading. He had never read the Dream of the Red Chamber. This time, he just copied the text completely, but he didn't think it through.

Qin Keqing? I have a vague impression of her.

What happened to her funeral?

This book is one of the four great classics, how could there be any mistakes!

Yue Hua said confidently: "You should read carefully. Qin Keqing's funeral is in this standard, there won't be any problem."

The young official became anxious. He compared the text one by one and pointed out the problems.

Some people even brought copies of the Dream of the Red Chamber with them, and they compared the books and had a heated discussion.

From time to time, these people would ask Yuehua about the deeper meaning behind the words.

But Yuehua had no idea what the deeper meaning was.

He just copied it!

Being asked so many times, he inevitably stumbled when answering.

The way everyone looked at him changed.

The author of Red Mansions.

You have no idea about the profound meaning hidden in the Dream of the Red Chamber?

"Prince Anhe, I also have doubts. The verdicts of Daiyu and Chai are: the jade belt hangs in the forest, the golden hairpin is buried in the snow. How should it be explained?" another person asked.

Yue Hua was a little impatient: "Is this verdict important? Don't worry about it!"

The whole place was in an uproar.

Anyone who has carefully read the Dream of the Red Chamber knows that this is the outline of the entire book. Yue Hua actually said lightly, "Is this verdict important?"

"King Anhe, I have a question." Another person said, "Who wrote the poem Apricot Curtains in Sight?"

Yuehua's face changed and he began to sweat.

He copied it without thinking, which doesn't mean he really remembered much.

He hurriedly opened the txt document of Red Mansions, but for a moment he didn't know which page to find the answer to this question.

Yuehua actually...

I can’t answer that.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.