I became the villain's deceased wife

Looking at the tall and majestic gatehouse of the palace and the vigorous and powerful characters on the plaque: "Prince Gong's Palace".

All the candidates attending the meeting were amazed.

“Oh my god, a poetry gathering is being held in the palace.

Besides us, have you invited anyone else?"

Those who can attend the poetry reading this time are all young talents who have shown their talents in major book clubs and poetry readings.

This person came from a poor family and thought he was both knowledgeable and good looking.

He daydreamed all day long that he would be chosen by a noble lady from some capital city and become a son-in-law.

“Of course, this poetry gathering was requested by Princess Jiarou, Prince Gong’s most beloved daughter.

In addition to us students who came to Beijing to take the imperial examinations, there were also young ladies and gentlemen from major families.

Everyone please be careful later.

Don't accidentally bump into someone of high rank or offend any powerful person!"

Zhou Zijian had an uncle from the same clan who was an official in the capital. He knew more than others and spoke up to remind him.

Although this move is obviously a show-off, there are still people who flatter and kiss up to him:

"Brother Zhou is worthy of being the champion of Zhuo Lin Prefecture and a descendant of an aristocratic family. His vision and knowledge are truly incomparable to ordinary people like me!"

Xie Yunzhe couldn't help but lower his head and sneer.

Just ask what these things he said have to do with Zhou Zijian?

Maybe he laughed a little too loudly and was heard by Zhou Zijian.

He flapped the landscape folding fan in his hand and asked indignantly:

"Brother Xie, are you dissatisfied with Zhou?"

Since coming to Beijing, this guy has been everywhere, and he has been stealing his limelight.

Not to mention the hatred between them over stealing each other's wives, even the current competition for the top spot can make the two of them incompatible!

Xie Yunzhe didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he quickly clasped his fists:

"Xie had no such intention at all. Brother Zhou must have misunderstood."

Zhou Zijian was not ready to give up. He shook his sleeves and was about to continue his attack when he saw a servant from Prince Gong's mansion come out to lead the way:

"Sorry for the long wait, students.

The prince has sent me to lead you all in!"

Zhou Zijian would naturally not lose his composure in front of the servants in the palace. He shook his sleeves angrily and said nothing.

Led by the servant, everyone entered Prince Gong's Mansion and passed through the hanging flower gate.

After wandering around in the intricate palace for a long time, they finally arrived at a courtyard called Lancuitang.

It was already noisy inside and many people had gathered.

When everyone went in, they found that the young masters of various noble families in the capital had already arrived and were now playing and frolicking in groups of three or five in the yard.

Some were playing chess, some were drinking tea and chatting, and some were competing in martial arts.

They, a group of scholars who had traveled thousands of miles from various prefectures to Beijing, seemed out of place with these young men who were born into wealthy families.

They were seated one by one following the guidance of the servants.

Then one of the young men's eyes lit up and he walked towards Xie Yunzhe.

"Why?

Brother Xie, you are here to attend the poetry reading too!"

Xie Yunzhe already regretted coming in.

He has always presented himself as a poor student, and it would be very inconvenient if he were seen by people he knew before.

"Mr. Lu."

But now that his name was being called out to his face, he couldn't pretend not to see it.

He bowed to Lu Ruijun who came over to say hello.

“I’m really sorry about what happened at Louwailou that day.

I should have stopped Young Master Fan, but you also know his temper..."

The young master of the Yongping Marquis family apologized to Xie Yunzhe with a guilty look on his face, causing the candidates standing beside him to stretch their necks.

"Mr. Lu, don't blame yourself. That day was just an accident."

Xie Yunzhe didn't want to get entangled with him any more.

"Why?

How can that work.

I was scolded by my sister, who told me to apologize to Mr. Xie in person!

Besides, you were famous for your talent when you were a child, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has heard of you a long time ago.

He also specifically told me to make more friends with you and broaden my horizons!"

The candidates opened their mouths wide:

“Did I hear you right?

Prince!

"Xie brother, this is exactly what you are good at hiding!"

The guy who was flattering Zhou Zijian outside just now said this.

Zhou Zijian snorted disdainfully and fanned the landscape folding fan in his hand irritably:

"Humph!

Don't be fooled by him.

His father was a criminal who was beheaded for corruption!"

Since he likes to show off, let him do it to his heart's content!

He thought viciously.

However, Lu Ruijun heard this and looked over with dissatisfaction:

"Brother Xie's father is the upright Mr. Xie, whose good reputation is known throughout the capital. Although he was indeed convicted, most officials in the capital believe that he was framed!

I heard that Brother Xie was able to take part in the imperial examination this time because Lord Yun, the Minister of the Dali Temple, personally recommended him."

He pointed at Zhou Zijian.

"If I hear you making up stories about Brother Xie again, be careful with your tongue!"

Zhou Zijian's uncles were only fifth-rank officials and did not dare to offend the Yongping Marquis, who had made great military achievements.

He was so scared that he lowered his head and said nothing.

"You are all candidates who passed the imperial examination in the same year as Brother Xie. You may even serve in the same court in the future. Don't listen to the rumors of jealous people. Only those with real strength are true heroes!"

Lu Ruijun had no intention of arguing with Zhou Zijian, a minor scholar.

I just gave a piece of advice to the other candidates who came to attend the conference.

The intention of this protection was so obvious that everyone who came along could understand it, and they all nodded in agreement:

"Mr. Lu is right!"

"We all understand!"

"Brother Xie is truly a role model for our generation. We will never listen to those untrue words!"

……

Zhou Zijian used his landscape folding fan to cover his red face.

I can’t figure out when Xie Yunzhe got the upper hand over the Marquis of Yongping.

In fact, Xie Yunzhe didn’t understand why Lu Ruijun defended him so much.

In my impression, this young master of the Marquisate has no other outstanding strengths except that he is popular.

Moreover, he always hangs out with playboys like Fan Shixuan, but he is not disliked by others.

"Thank you, Master Lu, for speaking out for justice!"

He thanked him sincerely.

Lu Ruijun patted his shoulder enthusiastically:

"Brother Xie, don't be polite to me. If you need me in the future, just ask!"

Xie Yunzhe was a little dazed by the photo he took.

After thinking about it, could it be that the prince wanted to win him over and asked his future brother-in-law to be close to him?

……

The poetry reading was delayed in starting.

There was a seductively dressed dancer who brought snacks and danced in the middle of the yard.

The young masters of noble families who arrived early all cheered and applauded.

This left the group of candidates who had never seen the world dumbfounded and looking around.

Then there was poetry recitation by the noble ladies from aristocratic families.

Even through a layer of gauze curtain, one can still vaguely see a figure.

The children of aristocratic families have never been proud of poetry, so they all kept silent.

However, there were those scholars who showed off their literary talent and competed to comment on it.

Xie Yunzhe sat there, feeling depressed.

If he had known it was a poetry gathering for entertainment, he would not have come!

Finally, a servant from the palace came out with a piece of peach blossom letter.

It is said that the question was given by the princess herself.

Let all the young men and women, or candidates, who are interested, write a good poem.

Xie Yunzhe's patience had long been worn out. He picked up his pen and wrote a poem casually, then wanted to get up and say goodbye.

But as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he ran into the person he least wanted to see in his life.

"Oh, isn't this the prince's favorite, the former Beijing talent Xie Yunzhe!

Why are you leaving when you see me coming?

Are you so disrespectful? "

Fan Shixuan came over with a few servants in a casual manner.

His face was full of provocation.