Chapter 58 What’s the crime?
"In that case, how about we each write a poem based on the Book of Songs?" Jiang Shuyuan suggested.
As everyone knows, The Book of Songs is a treasure of ancient literature. The poems in it are exquisite and it is not easy to write poems based on them. Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly to show his agreement.
So, everyone found their own corners in the courtyard of the Imperial College and began to write poems. Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange sat opposite each other, exchanging glances from time to time, as if they were discussing something.
Jiang Zhiyu found a quiet corner, spread out the rice paper, and after pondering for a moment, a poem slowly flowed out with his pen.
Deng Ziqiu watched from the side and praised in his heart. Jiang Zhiyu's poem not only has the ancient rhyme of the Book of Songs, but also incorporates his own emotions. It is indeed a masterpiece.
At the same time, Jiang Shuyuan also wrote her own poem on paper:
Water has waves and waves have ripples,
I already know that you please me.
I wish to tie my love to the gossamer.
Live up to your youth and live up to you.
After finishing, she exchanged a satisfied look with Xiang Tiange, and confidently showed her poem to everyone.
After reading the two poems, everyone started to discuss. Some praised Jiang Zhiyu's poems for their deep feelings, while others thought Jiang Shuyuan's poems were novel and unique.
At this time, Shangguan Siye from the Imperial College came out. After reading the two poems, he nodded slightly and said, "The two masterpieces have their own merits, but the beauty of the Book of Songs lies in its natural expression without affectation. Jiang Zhiyu's poems capture the true meaning of the Book of Songs."
After hearing this, Jiang Shuyuan's face changed slightly. She knew that her provocation had not succeeded, but had made Jiang Zhiyu's reputation even more famous. She bit her lower lip tightly and swore in her heart that one day, she would teach Jiang Zhiyu and Deng Ziqiu a lesson.
Although Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange were unhappy, they could not refute Shangguan Siye's comments. They knew that in the Imperial College, Shangguan Siye's words were authoritative and a weather vane.
Jiang Zhiyu and Deng Ziqiu still maintained a peaceful attitude, and did not seem to care about the provocation of Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange. They packed up their pens, inkstones, and prepared to return to their respective dormitories to continue studying. Jiang Zhiyu whispered something to Deng Ziqiu, who smiled slightly, and the two left side by side.
Seeing this, Jiang Shuyuan felt even more unwilling. She turned to Xiang Tiange and said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, "It seems that Jiang Zhiyu's confidence is not groundless."
Xiang Tiange smiled slightly, with a sly look in his eyes: "Sister Shuyuan, don't be discouraged. We still have plenty of opportunities."
As night fell, lanterns were lit in the courtyard of the Imperial College, giving off a warm glow. Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange sat in the pavilion, seemingly talking in secret. The moonlight shone on their faces, revealing two faces with different thoughts in their minds.
As soon as Xiang Tiange finished speaking, the night wind blew gently, blowing the bamboo leaves outside the pavilion, making a rustling sound. She pursed her lips tightly, and a trace of haze flashed in her eyes. Although Xiang Tiange's words gave her some comfort, the resentment in her heart was still like a raging fire, difficult to calm down.
"Opportunity?" Jiang Shuyuan sneered, "What other chances do we have? Shangguan Siye has already clearly expressed his approval of them, where else can we start?"
A gleam of light flashed in Xiang Tiange's eyes. He gently patted Jiang Shuyuan's hand and whispered, "Sister Shuyuan, don't you understand? Shangguan Siye's approval does not mean that everyone approves. In this Imperial College, in addition to authority, there are also people's hearts."
Jiang Shuyuan was slightly stunned, with a hint of doubt in her eyes. Xiang Tiange continued, "What we need to do is to take advantage of people's hearts. Although Jiang Zhiyu and Deng Ziqiu seem to be in great glory on the surface, they always have times when they are careless. As long as we can find their weaknesses, we will have a chance."
Jiang Shuyuan's eyes flashed with hope. But she was still a little worried: "But how do we find their weaknesses?"
Xiang Tiange smiled mysteriously: "This requires us to observe carefully and wait patiently."
In the following days, the atmosphere in the Imperial College became extremely subtle. Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange tried to find out the weaknesses of Jiang Zhiyu and Deng Ziqiu. However, both of them were very careful and hardly revealed any flaws except for studying.
On this day, the Imperial College held a poetry competition. Jiang Zhiyu and Deng Ziqiu naturally became the focus of the crowd. They performed exceptionally well in the competition, and their poetry talent amazed everyone. Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange sat in the crowd, their faces gloomy.
After the competition, Jiang Zhiyu and Deng Ziqiu were personally commended by Shangguan Siye. They responded modestly and politely, winning the respect of more people. Jiang Shuyuan watched this scene, and the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart bit her heart like a poisonous snake.
At this moment, Xiang Tiange whispered in her ear: "Sister Shuyuan, the opportunity has come."
Jiang Shuyuan turned her head, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Xiang Tiange pointed to a corner not far away, where a figure appeared stealthily.
"Who is that?" Jiang Shuyuan asked.
"He is a servant in the Imperial College, and is usually responsible for cleaning. I heard that he is short of money recently and urgently needs money. We can use him." Xiang Tiange said in a low voice.
Jiang Shuyuan's eyes flashed, and she understood what Xiang Tiange meant. The two of them quietly followed the servant.
It was late at night, and the courtyard of the Imperial College had returned to peace. Jiang Shuyuan and Xiang Tiange found the servant, and after some threats and inducements, the servant finally agreed to their request.
The next day, a major incident occurred in the courtyard of the Imperial College. Someone found stolen items in Jiang Zhiyu's dormitory. This incident caused an uproar in the Imperial College, and Shangguan Siye personally ordered an investigation.
In the early morning light, the courtyard of the Imperial College was bustling with people. Students gathered in the courtyard, whispering and discussing.
"Have you heard? Jiang Shuyuan's lost items were found in Jiang Zhiyu's dormitory."
"Yes, this is big news. Jiang Shuyuan and Jiang Zhiyu are well-known enemies."
"Now there's something good to watch."
Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Shuyuan, who stood out in the crowd.
Jiang Zhiyu looked calm. Facing everyone's discussions, she just smiled slightly, as if everything was under control.
Jiang Shuyuan was furious. She glared at Jiang Zhiyu with sparks of hatred in her eyes.
At this time, Shangguan Zhengming came over. He looked at Jiang Zhiyu seriously and asked in a deep voice, "Jiang Zhiyu, do you admit your guilt?"
Jiang Zhiyu was slightly stunned, then said calmly: "Sir, I have done nothing wrong, what crime have I committed?"
Shangguan Zhengming frowned, turned to Jiang Shuyuan, and asked, "Jiang Shuyuan, are you sure that it was Jiang Zhiyu who took your things?"