Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

royal palace.

After the court meeting ended, Chu Ce presented the poem.

After reading it, the empress was incredulous and said, "Your daughter really wrote two poems overnight."

Chu Ce tried to hide the smugness on his face and said, "The little girl said she had never been to the desert, and those two lines of poetry were just casual remarks, but these two poems are true stories."

"True stories..." The empress hesitated and said, "I wonder who these two poems are about."

"The first poem, 'Huai Xu Guan', describes the daily life of my brother, and the second poem, 'Jiang Xue', describes the scene when the Taoist nun who adopted her fished for her when she was wandering outside."

At this point Chu Ce sighed and said, "Xuehai Fairy has taken care of my daughter for many years and taught her many life skills. Now she is traveling far away. I want to repay her but I have nowhere to find her. I can only set up a longevity tablet for the fairy and pray for her day and night."

"Then why is it [An Old Man in a Straw Hat and Raincoat on a Solitary Boat] instead of an immortal lady or a Taoist nun?" the empress asked puzzled.

"There are still many requirements for writing poems. Maybe it's written this way to conform to the rhythm of the poem." Minister Li, who was waiting to read the poem, answered and took two steps forward and said, "Besides, the fairy or Taoist nuns don't have such a strong sense of life. The old man in the straw raincoat and hat is very vivid and lifelike."

"I heard that your brother Chu Yi has recovered. I wonder what his plans are..." The empress paused and asked curiously, "Why is there one stroke missing in the word [深]?"

"It is the custom of my family that when writing, we must reduce the strokes when encountering the names of deceased elders to express our doubts about the deceased." Chu Ce answered without hesitation: "I didn't expect that my daughter still remembered this cousin and deliberately reduced the strokes when writing."

"Minister Li."

"The minister is here."

The empress handed the manuscript to the female official and said: "The bookstore is under your Ministry of Rites. Ask them to spread these two poems as soon as possible. I want the gods to know Fu Guangye's literary fortune."

Chu Ce was shocked and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Your Majesty, are you praising my daughter too much? How can my daughter support Fu Guang's literary fortune? If you push my daughter in front of everyone, it will definitely attract a lot of criticism. People may think that I have no one to support Fu Guang, so I let a child support me."

"What do you think, Minister Li?" Chu Ce gave Li Shang a secret look.

"I also think what the Marquis Wushen said makes sense." Minister Li thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty should understand that competition between countries is sometimes also a competition for talent. We have already lost dozens of talented people. We have finally found a poet and we cannot allow any more problems to occur."

Chu Ce's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his already gorgeous facial features became even more dazzling. He agreed, "Minister Li is right. It's really not appropriate for my daughter to be too prominent."

"Another way would let people know that there are poets in our dynasty, and we could protect them well." Minister Li said confidently, "The bookstore proposed a plan a few years ago, saying that it wanted to publish a civilian newspaper."

"What is the people's report?" The empress looked at Minister Li suspiciously.

"Your Majesty, the private newspapers are similar to the imperial newspapers, but the content is different."

Minister Li patiently explained: "In addition to introducing folk customs and solving cases with great influence among the people, the content also selects excellent poems, songs, and novels."

"Does the People's Daily have anything to do with protecting the beloved daughter of Marquis Wushen?" the empress asked in confusion. Minister Li replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, the bookstore thinks this way. All selected works will be signed with pseudonyms after publication."

"Use a pseudonym?" Chu Ce couldn't understand for a moment.

"For example, your daughter, in addition to her maiden name, can take a pseudonym, and use this pseudonym when publishing her poems in the future."

Seeing the empress's half-comprehending expression, Minister Li continued to explain, "Except for those inside the bookstore who know that so-and-so is your daughter, people outside who read the newspapers don't know who she is. This way, everyone in the world will know that I, Fuguang Dynasty, have literary talent, while your daughter's identity will not be exposed."

"I understand. This is a very good idea." The empress nodded with satisfaction. After thinking for a while, she said, "I think that in addition to the works recommended by the palace school, we can also solicit works from the public and give corresponding rewards according to the quality of the submissions to encourage the people to create actively. Anyway, people won't feel embarrassed if they don't use their real names, right?"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Chu Ce and Minister Li said in unison.

The empress waved her hand and said, "Minister Li, if you let the people in the bookstore do what they want, I will definitely support them with all my strength."

"The minister obeys the order!"

Minister Li accepted the order happily, took the manuscript and read it carefully.

Everything was normal in the afternoon at the Palace School. When the bell rang, everyone went out with their book boxes.

"Chu Youhuang."

Before leaving Tsinghua campus, Youhuang was stopped by Yan Rong.

You Huang said to Shen Huaiyue: "Sister, go first, I will be there soon."

After Shen Huaiyue walked away, You Huang asked directly: "Mr. Yan, what do you want to ask me to do?"

Yan Rong lowered her voice and said, "The people from the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion are here, and they are waiting for you outside the gate. You should wait until your father, the Marquis of Wushen, arrives before leaving."

As Xie Shiyu said, You Huang sneered disdainfully: "I am not afraid of monsters, but I am afraid of a hereditary Marquis of Anguo. If he dares to touch a hair on my head, there will be no Marquis of Anguo Mansion in the world tomorrow."

"Sir, you think it's better to have less trouble than more."

"I understand your good intentions, but..." You Huang paused and said, "If I hide, people will think I am guilty."

"Why don't you listen to advice, kid?" Yan Rong's smile disappeared and she sighed, "The people in Anguo Marquis' Mansion are angry now, why bother confronting them head-on?"

"The students didn't kill anyone, why are they hiding from them?"

Youhuang turned around and walked outside, but before he took a few steps he saw Chu Yunduan and Chu Yunze.

Chu Yunze sighed as soon as he saw her: "Why do you love to cause trouble so much? The people in Anguo Marquis Mansion are the most unreasonable."

"I am even less reasonable than they are."

Youhuang said something, stuffed the book box into his hand, and strode towards the gate with the wooden sword in hand.

Outside the gate, a well-dressed lady was crying bitterly, her heart broken, and she did not forget to cry out loudly about how unjust her daughter's death was.

"Chu Youhuang is so cruel and cruel that he harmed my daughter."

"My daughter died tragically. Everyone needs to make the decision for me."

"If Gong Xue doesn't give my daughter justice today, I will hit my head against the door and let Gong Xue owe us another life."

"Everyone, make way for Lady Anguo Hou, don't get in her way, she might kill herself." As the cold voice came, the students who stayed to watch the excitement looked towards the gate.

"..."

The wife of Marquis Anguo stopped crying abruptly and stared at the girl who was walking down.

You Huang put his hands behind his back and walked step by step to the wife of Marquis Anguo. He looked at the carefully dressed face and revealed a meaningful smile.

She knew some inside information about the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion. The young woman in front of her was not the Marquis of Anguo's original wife at all, but Yang, the second wife that the Marquis of Anguo had married three years ago.

Looking at her eyes without a single tear, You Huang smiled faintly and said, "Investigating the case is the government's business. Gong Xue can't give your daughter justice today, so go and hit your head."