"How can anyone believe those words? Senior Sister, you are far too gullible. Obviously, it was just because their own poetry was so terrible that they couldn't take first place! If my husband were truly petty, why would he even bother offering rewards? Wouldn't it be much easier to just say from the very beginning that there were no prizes? After all, participating in poetry gatherings carries risks—even with all his talent, others still had every chance of snatching first place away from him," Meng Qian explained, sticking up for her husband.
To be honest, for all this time, she had heard plenty of slander directed at her husband. There were times when she heard things so vile she wished she could just go out and break the slanderers' legs. Yet she had never once heard anyone attack him from this particular angle.
"Well, has anyone else ever taken first place up until now?" Jiang Linger asked.
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