Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 399 - 21: The General Mansion’s Cast-Off Cannon Fodder Wife

Chapter 399: Chapter 21: The General Mansion’s Cast-Off Cannon Fodder Wife

Her slightly stunned expression was noticed by the keen Sixth Prince.

This wasn’t the reaction of the original author upon hearing their own work.

"What’s this? Is this not your article?"

The Sixth Prince, being sharp and alert, made Jiang Yu’s heart tense. Since he himself said it was the work of Miss Jiang from the Marquis Mansion, who else could it be but her?

Could it be that one of her articles was renamed without her permission?

That’s possible, perhaps it was the doing of the Eighth Prince.

"If what you are holding is indeed the article of Miss Jiang from the Marquis Mansion, then it is certainly mine. I was just pondering over which works of lamenting spring and autumn you were referring to and wondered what lofty opinions you have to evaluate others’ works this way."

Jiang Yu’s demeanor, neither humble nor overbearing, indeed made the Sixth Prince see her in a new light.

"I was indeed careless with my words; I owe Miss Jiang an apology. This poem, ’Wind and Moon Poems,’ possesses the delicacy of a woman and the spirit of a man, using the decadent spring winds and autumn moons to express an inner grand sentiment. It is indeed a rare fine work."

To receive such high praise, Jiang Yu’s heart was both joyful and puzzled.

Looking at the article in the Sixth Prince’s hand, she felt an inexplicable unease.

She couldn’t align with what he said; Jiang Yu knew in her heart that the article wasn’t written by her, but who else in the world would be Miss Jiang from the Marquis Mansion if not her?

Could it possibly be Jiang Lai?

Jiang Yu almost found herself amused by the very thought.

Others she might not know well, but she understood Jiang Lai the most. Since childhood, she never attended school. When Jiang Yu could compose poetry at the age of eight, Jiang Lai could barely speak clearly. No one understood better than Jiang Yu how Jiang Lai had been living these years.

If it were said that she could write articles, it would be as if saying all the beggars on the street were literati of exceptional talent.

The Sixth Prince stayed and chatted with Jiang Yu for a while because of this article, finding that this woman was indeed talented and did not disgrace the name of the Marquis Mansion.

Thinking like this, the difference between this article and her previous writings should be related to the decline of the Marquis Mansion. As the legitimate daughter of the fallen Mansion, she surely couldn’t escape its impact. Having seen so much of the world, it was possible that she was expressing her feelings.

As time approached, the Sixth Prince got up to leave, at which point he coincidentally ran into the Eighth Prince, just returning from school.

"Sixth Brother, what brings you here to visit today? Why not stay a bit longer and I’ll serve you some fine tea."

The Sixth Prince glanced back at Jiang Yu, who was still seated by the window.

"A good article finally emerged from your place, ’Wind and Moon Poems’ is nice. Spring hunting in a few days will be fitting, and you can use this poem to compose a dance for father."

The Eighth Prince leaned in and looked, seeing a woman sitting there but couldn’t make out who she was. Upon hearing his Sixth Brother mention ’Wind and Moon Poems,’ his eyes lit up.

"You also saw Miss Jiang, right? Isn’t it amazing to think a woman could have such talent and composure?

The poem has already spread widely among our group, and many versions circulated among the people. Do we really need to compose a new dance? It has been choreographed in taverns among the common folk with impressive effects.

How about we go and ask her, maybe her insight could make the dance even better?"

"Today, I have an appointment with father. You discuss this with her. Right, the Marquis Mansion is having hard times; rare are such brilliant works..."

The Eighth Prince nodded repeatedly.

"Rest assured, I understand. She won’t be shortchanged. She’s straightforward, unlike others who are unwilling to give up anything yet try to hold on to everything. I like her straightforward nature, gentle yet candid, hehe..."

The Sixth Prince said nothing more but simply patted the Eighth Prince on the shoulder.

"The grandeur of the work is visible; this woman is not suitable for you."

The Eighth Prince quickly shook his head.

"Of course not suitable for me, she’s already married..."

Before he finished his sentence, Jiang Yu, who was by the window, suddenly called out.

"Since you’re here, Mr. Boss, why not come sit for a while?"

The Eighth Prince heard the voice, somewhat familiar but distinctly different from Jiang Lai’s, curiously stretched his neck for a peek, and indeed it was Jiang Yu. Just as he wanted to turn back and ask the Sixth Prince what exactly was happening, the latter had already left.

It truly is his Sixth Brother, cherishing time like gold, never wasting it on inconsequential people.

"Miss Jiang, why is it you? Didn’t he just say..."

Jiang Yu smiled at him.

"What did he say? And what relation does that gentleman have with you?"

The Eighth Prince, upon thinking about his Sixth Brother’s earlier attitude, realized he must not want others to know his true identity, so he shook his head.

"Just a friend, but my friend just said the person sitting here is... That’s right, this article in your hand, the Marquis Mansion indeed educates its daughters well, each so talented. Your sister Jiang Lai’s ’Wind and Moon Poems’ is truly sensational."

Jiang Yu couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the paper, her composed smile faded along with rising waves of shock in her eyes as she couldn’t believe the article was actually written by Jiang Lai.

Anyone familiar with the situation at the Marquis Mansion wouldn’t believe it.

With her slightly trembling hand soon calming down with self-reassurance.

It couldn’t be, as long as she’s certain the article couldn’t possibly have been written by Jiang Lai.

"Did she bring this article to you and say it was her work?"

The Eighth Prince was confused by Jiang Yu’s tone.

"What’s wrong, of course, it’s her work. I came up with a prompt spontaneously, and everyone composes poems based on it, naturally, it was her doing."

Jiang Yu shook her head, putting down the article, looking seriously at the Eighth Prince sitting across from her, her tone heavy and helpless.

"Do you know my sister, since childhood she had no interest in studying and has therefore never attended school to this day?"

The Eighth Prince was stunned.

How could such a talented woman never have attended school and received the tutelage of a mentor?

"How could that be... she writes so well, how could she not have attended school?"

"The bond between my sister and I is deep, and this matter shouldn’t have been disclosed, yet if I don’t, it will continue to foster her vanity. Sir, this article was written by me, left in the study where she saw it and coincidentally you provided a prompt on wind and moon, so she submitted my work as her own."

The Eighth Prince’s eyes widened in shock, unable to collect his thoughts for a long time.

"You, you mean, this article was written by you? Impossible, impossible, who could do such a thing?"

"If the Eighth Prince does not believe me, you may inquire; childhood friends who played with us could all testify, she has never been to school, never learned to read and write."

These were Jiang Yu’s words, something that could not possibly be false.

If Jiang Lai had indeed never studied, it would indeed be impossible for her to write such a work of grandeur.

So, it turns out she really plagiarized Jiang Yu’s work to seek fame?

The Eighth Prince was silent for a long time, because if this were true, then he had been made a fool of.