Shengjing Noble

Su Lanyin raised her hand and patted him on the back, saying earnestly, "Third brother, you are still too young."

"I'm young? You sound like you're older than me!"

"I……"

It is true to say that although she is the younger sister, she has lived longer than Su Shengyun in her two lives combined.

"Third brother, I promised to let him enter Tonglu Academy, but I didn't promise to let him be admitted, right?"

"what?"

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Su Lanyin was speechless.

Although the old lady and Li Lanxiang were too sarcastic, there was one thing they said that was true.

Her third brother is really a nerd!

Without her protection, he would have been swallowed by the wolves and tigers outside sooner or later.

She had to find a way to make her third brother stronger.

"By the way, Third Brother, I have something to talk to you about."

"what's up?"

"follow me."

Su Lanyin took Su Shengyun to Langya Pavilion and handed him the collection of poems.

"what is this?"

"A collection of poems."

"Who wrote it?"

"me."

Su Shengyun's eyes were full of surprise, and he said happily: "Yinyin can write poetry?"

"I didn't write it. I collected other people's poems."

"Oh, I see. I was wondering when you became interested in poetry."

As he spoke, he casually flipped open the poetry collection and took a few glances at it. Unexpectedly, he became more and more excited the more he read, with gleams in his eyes.

"What a good poem! What a good poem! Yinyin, whose poem is this? Tell me quickly!"

Su Lanyin looked at him with an expression that looked like he wanted to eat someone, and there was some disbelief in her eyes.

As long as she could remember, she had never seen her third brother, who was always immersed in books and oblivious to what was happening outside, so excited.

"Brother San, calm down..."

"Yinyin, I can't calm down. Look at this poem!"

Su Lanyin followed his line of sight and looked at one of the poems, which read: The country is ruined but the mountains and rivers remain, the city is covered with grass and trees in spring. The flowers shed tears when they feel sad, and the birds startle their hearts when they feel sad...

"It's so well written that it makes you feel like you're there. You can almost see the broken walls and the old city overgrown with weeds caused by the war! This poet must be a great hero who cares about his country and the world!"

Su Shengyun held the poetry collection and immersed himself in it for a long time. His eyes were full of excitement and he felt a sense of happiness.

Although Su Lanyin also admired these great poets, she did not have such a feeling of mutual admiration.

Perhaps only those who truly care about the world and have ambitions and ideals can deeply understand the charm of this poem.

After her rebirth, she had only one thought in mind, and that was revenge.

"Third brother, don't rush to immerse yourself. I have something very important that I need your help with!"

"Huh? You say."

"These poems... I discovered them by accident. Judging from their styles, they should be written by different poets, but I can't find their names."

"Are they still alive?"

"I think he's gone."

If they were there, how could they watch Su Lanxin steal without saying anything?

I’m afraid that no one can accept that the work they have created with so much effort is taken away by others!

"what do you want to do?"

"These poems have been lost and could be stolen at any time. Third brother, you don't want to see these masterpieces being taken by someone with bad intentions, right?"

"Of course! Stealing other people's work is not what a gentleman does!" Su Shengyun was filled with indignation.

"There will definitely be someone who will take the opportunity to plagiarize these poems at the poetry conference in three days. If we publish them to the public then, we will lose the initiative and will not be able to clear the names of these authors."

"What should I do?"

"Although Third Brother has left Tonglu Academy, he is still in constant contact with talented scholars in Shengjing, and there are many well-informed people among them. How about publishing this collection of poems under the title of Anonymous?"

"The Nameless One?"

"Well, these are all poets whose names have not been recorded in the history of the Sheng Dynasty, but that does not mean that their existence has value. So this collection of poems will tell people all over the world that even if you are not famous in history, your works will be seen by future generations!"

When Su Shengyun heard this, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He tightly grasped the poetry collection and nodded heavily.

"Okay! I'll do it as soon as possible!"

After saying this, he quickly left Langya Pavilion with the collection of poems.

Su Lanyin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

She was powerless and could not do anything for the poets whose works were stolen. The only thing she could do was to try her best to prevent their works from being named after Su Lanxin.

Su Shengyan, who had been sitting silently for a long time, suddenly spoke up, his tone somewhat suppressed and anxious: "Yinyin, can you read those poems to me?"

Su Lanyin's eyes lit up, and she immediately rushed over and hugged him: "Brother, you finally took the initiative to talk to me. I have memorized those poems, and I will read them to you."

"Ah."

……

Pearl Pavilion.

Su Shenghao looked at the poem written on the paper and frowned: "Fifth sister, why are you writing this?"

Su Lanxin poked his forehead and said angrily, "Are you stupid? The poetry gathering will be in three days, don't you want to surpass Su Shengyun?"

Su Shenghao looked at him with disdain: "Who the hell is he to compete with me? I want to take the exam to be the top martial arts student!"

"What's the martial arts champion? I remember that the guy from Langya Pavilion was a master of both civil and martial arts, and he was expected to win both the civil and martial arts champion titles!"

"He is a cripple now, how can I compete with him?"

"You don't compare yourself to him, but others will. They will even compare me to Su Lanyin. We are the legitimate young masters and young ladies of the Su family. How can we lose to the child of a mistress?"

"What mistress?" Su Shenghao was confused.

"A mistress is a bad person who destroys other people's marriages!"

"Destroy...other people's...marriage...marriage...what?"

Su Lanxin patiently explained: "Our mother and father are the original couple, and Lu Wanjun is the extra person, so she is the mistress!"

"I see... Now that you mention it, she is really quite redundant."

Su Shenghao nodded in agreement, but he completely remembered that he was weak and sickly when he was born, and it was this "superfluous woman" he mentioned who took care of him day and night and raised him.

As for the original wife, Liu Ruyan, all she did for so many years was write poetry, sing songs, and raise flowers and play with birds. She would rather go out to watch plays and listen to music than waste any energy on them.

"Alright, memorize all these poems! Even if it's for our mother, we must trample the four bastards born by Lu Wanjun under our feet and make sure they never stand up again!"

"Okay! I'll recite it right away!"

Su Shenghao nodded, looking full of fighting spirit.

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Su Lanyin changed into men's clothes, Cuizhu took out a purse.

"Girl, you asked me to sew this. It's already been sewn, but..."

The little girl looked puzzled. "Why did you let me use brown and not embroider patterns? It looks so ugly with nothing on."

"It's better to be ugly." Su Lanyin nodded with satisfaction: "If it's too delicate, people will misunderstand that we have other intentions."

"Who is that person?" Cuizhu became more and more confused.