Chapter 58

The woman in green beside her didn't expect that Gu Jiu Ling would gain the upper hand; her expression was also a bit uneasy, and she hurriedly whispered to comfort Li Songyue, saying: "This isn't just..."

This

Therefore, the sage does not seek to restore antiquity, nor does he follow what is merely possible; when discussing worldly affairs, he prepares accordingly. This sentence is written so well! Well written!

Worldly affairs are myriad; only adaptability yields a path to survival; without adaptability, it is a dead end! Well written! Exquisitely written!

The Princess Consort of Rui truly has perceptive insight!

Gu Jiu Ling's face turned bright red; she lowered her head, feeling flushed. Because of this article written by Han Fei, she had tried to memorize it for a long time but still couldn't recite it; the language teacher mocked her in front of the whole class, and consequently she lost the admiration of the top male student.

Later, she had memorized this piece thoroughly, and naturally she could recite it from memory.

But the surroundings fell into dead silence; everyone's expressions toward Gu Jiu Ling had stiffened.

Li Songyue's face turned deathly pale.

Mr. Wen finally produced the last piece, which was quite profound, and looking at Gu Jiu Ling he said: "This last piece was also written by the Princess Consort of Rui."

"I have decided to personally copy this piece, have it mounted, and place it in my humble abode to read day and night!"

He lowered his head and glanced at the final article: "Princess Consort of Rui, I have one question: in your piece 《Yueyang Tower Record》, where exactly is the Yueyang Tower located in our Southern Qi? I am truly moved by it and would love to go visit."

Gu Jiu Ling wondered where she could find a Yueyang Tower for him; she steeled herself and stood up, and after a long while said: "I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble, for this came from a dream I had one day in which I saw this scene, and that is why I wrote it down."

So what!

It was she who, in order to go to Yueyang Tower and save on ticket money, forced herself to memorize it!

"In a dream!" Wen Yuan Zhuo's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, then he looked at Gu Jiu Ling and smiled, saying: "What a dreamlike tower."

"To worry before the world worries, and to rejoice after the world rejoices."

He muttered silently, as if possessed; after a long while he looked at Gu Jiu Ling again, then slowly stepped back and bowed to her.

Gu Jiu Ling was instantly startled, her soul flying away; this person is none other than the Imperial Teacher!

She hurriedly rose and also bowed to Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen bent his waist very low; Gu Jiu Ling almost knelt before him.

Fortunately, Mr. Wen finally rose, looked at Gu Jiu Ling, and said: "The princess consort's talent is astonishingly magnificent; I willingly bow before her."

"No, no, no, you're being too polite, you really are being too polite!"

Gu Jiu Ling felt that this old man would not rest until he sent her soul to the Western Paradise.

Soon after, Lin Jingyuan brought the Du family's book and placed it in Gu Jiu Ling's hands; she felt the book was heavy and substantial.

Lin Jingyuan's gaze toward Gu Jiu Ling shifted somewhat; after today's event, it is likely that the reputation of the Gu family's eldest daughter will spread throughout the world.

He had seen some things, but he had never seen anyone conceal their talent to such an extent.

The previous Gu Jiu Ling was a fool, but now she might have gone mad with killing.

Li Songyue stared fixedly at Gu Jiu Ling, who was smiling and talking with Lin Jingyuan, when suddenly she collapsed backward, overturning the table.

The nearby women rushed to help her, but they remain dazed to this day.

Crown Prince Xiao Yin stared fixedly at Gu Jiu Ling as she rose, clutching the book and preparing to leave; his expression could no longer be described as mere shock.

This is his former fiancée, arranged by his father the emperor.

A heavenly dowry, life‑restoring medical skill, and astonishing talent.

All of this was originally meant to be his, his alone!

Why would he listen to that woman Gu Nanxiang, scheme to push Gu Jiu Ling far away, and think he himself is the fool, the heavenly character...

Gu Jiu Ling's eyelid twitched violently; after all, she could still put on an act in front of others, but in front of Xiao Yin she was like a weak chicken stripped bare and completely exposed before him.

But she understood that Xiao Yin wanted to win over talented scholars; if she spoke their names, he would certainly send people to find them, yet where could one find Liu Zongyuan, Han Feizi, and Fan Zhongyan?

Even if they flattened and rolled her up, she still wouldn't know where to find them!

Know that telling a single lie requires telling countless more to cover it up—no, you can never cover it up.

Gu Jiu Ling lowered her brows and eyes, broke free of Xiao Yin's hand, and softly laughed: "My lord, how do you find my medical skill?"

Xiao Yin paused slightly: "Excellent! Life‑restoring medical skill!"

Gu Jiu Ling covered her nose with a handkerchief, her voice tinged with sobbing, and said: "My lord, why do you think those writings were not written by me alone?"

Xiao Yin stared, stunned: "How could it possibly be you alone? You're trying to fool a ghost!"

But seeing Gu Jiu Ling's slightly reddened eye sockets, he found himself unable to speak.

Gu Jiu Ling sobbed hesitantly: "My lord, are you doubting me?"

"My lord, do you no longer love me?"

"My lord, have you taken a new love outside? You only hear the new one laugh, never hear the old one weep. My lord…"

"Enough! I, the prince, was just asking casually; my princess consort……cough……is astonishingly talented and gorgeous! Enough! Stop crying!"

Xiao Yin came back defeated from the battle; the girl's thoughts are truly troublesome. He merely asked her about that writing matter, and she led him all around in circles.