This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 13 If life were just like the first time we met

The voting is coming to an end soon.

The seven girls were dressed up beautifully and tried their best to release their charm in the hall.

Still pulling for the last tickets.

Every scholar on board has one vote.

As long as you give silver or poetry and write your name, you will be considered to have voted.

There is no specific regulation on how much silver to give.

But if I give too little, I will lose face, after all, Mrs. Liu will read it out in public later.

As for poetry, there are several old gentlemen who have evaluated it.

Poetry is different from silver. The person with the highest score can get ten votes at once.

After all, this gathering is called a literary gathering, so naturally it will be more inclined towards poetry.

If such a nominally elegant activity is openly full of the smell of money, which scholar would dare to participate in the future? Those respected old gentlemen probably wouldn't bother to come either.

The old gentlemen were already reading the poems collected by the maids.

Mother Liu was counting the silver.

Su Bie and the other two returned to their seats together and asked curiously, "Brother Luo, did you vote? Which girl did you vote for?"

Luo Zijun had just returned from outside and saw that everyone gave at least five taels of silver and signed their names on the poems they wrote. Then she realized that she had made a fool of herself. Not only did she give someone a copper coin, but she also forgot to write her name on the poem she wrote.

Of course, he couldn't write his own name even if he remembered.

Seeing the three people asking, he could only say: "I didn't vote, and I don't know who to vote for yet."

Wang Dafu quickly suggested, "Vote for Miss Mei'er! Miss Mei'er is not only a good dancer, but also has a great figure! Tsk tsk, you didn't see her just now, she came to the stage to canvass for votes, and she danced a piece that was so sexy it made your nose bleed!"

Su Bie immediately said with disdain: "Vulgar! Hua Yin should choose an elegant dance. Dancing that kind of seductive dance is not presentable!"

Wang Dafu sneered, “I wonder who is the most excited every time I go to a brothel to watch that kind of seductive dance!”

"whispering sound!"

Su Bie stopped arguing with him and continued to watch the girl dancing on the stage.

Wang Dafu ignored him and continued to persuade Luo Zijun to vote for Miss Mei'er.

Luo Zijun asked: "How much money did you give?"

Wang Dafu said, "Not much, I only gave ten taels. Tonight is all about poetry, I'll even write a good poem for Miss Mei'er, hehe, it might be the finale later!"

Su Bie said: "You don't need to give too much, five taels will be enough."

He knew that the young man was an apprentice in a drugstore and had just passed the imperial examination yesterday, so he probably didn't have much money on him.

Zhang Yitian on the side said: "I only gave five taels."

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched: "Don't even mention five taels, I don't even have one tael. Even if I did, I wouldn't be willing to give it to you."

This was said frankly and openly, without any sense of inferiority or shame.

The three of them couldn't help but be stunned.

Su Bie smiled and said, "Forget it then. This is your first time here, so just come here to see for yourself. It doesn't matter if you don't vote."

Wang Dafu immediately took out five taels of silver and said ostentatiously, "Brother Luo, if you vote for Miss Mei'er, I'll help you with the money!"

Luo Zijun shook his head and declined: "Thank you, Brother Wang, but I still won't vote. Maybe next time."

When Wang Dafu was about to persuade him, Su Bie hit him with his elbow and said, "Let's do it next time. Forget it this time."

Wang Dafu sighed and had to give up.

at the same time.

Mother Liu had a gloomy face and twisted her hips as she went to the innermost room behind the flower bed.

In the wing room.

The girl sitting in front of the dressing table was frowning, suppressing her nausea, and slowly opening the rice paper in her hand.

The little girl at the side said, "Miss, just throw it away. It's very dirty. I saw with my own eyes that person wrote without washing his hands. Maybe there is still..."

"Well, I just watch..."

When the girl was about to speak, she suddenly shuddered, her eyes fixed on the first sentence on the paper, and her words stopped abruptly. At this moment, she seemed to have stopped breathing.

"If life could always be like our first encounter, why would the autumn wind make the fan sad? People's hearts change easily, yet they say that people's hearts change easily..."

At this moment, the door creaked and was pushed open.

Liu Ju walked in with a very unhappy look on her face.

"It's just a coincidence. Everyone is out canvassing for tickets and collecting money. Why are you still hiding in the house? If you keep acting like a rich lady, don't blame me for forcing you to go out and entertain customers."

"If you can't make money, what's the use of you?"

After entering the house, Liu Ju looked at the girl in the room angrily.

The girl named Liu Chujian was sitting quietly in front of the dressing table, looking down at a piece of rice paper in her hand with a dazed expression, as if she didn't hear her angry words.

Seeing this, Liu Ju became even more angry: "Chu Jian! Mom is talking to you! Just now when you went out to perform, you covered your face with a veil and couldn't see anyone. Now the girls are out canvassing for votes and getting money, but you are hiding in the house in a daze. Do you really want to piss me off to death? With your looks and talent, if you take the initiative, you will be the flower chanter tonight! You will also have a chance to be the oiran next month! Why are you so disobedient!"

The maid Bi'er beside her couldn't help but whispered in defense: "We went out to canvass for votes."

Liu Ju turned to look at her, staring and asked, "When did you leave? Why didn't I see you?"

Bier lowered her head and dared not speak anymore.

The horrific scene that just happened at the railing outside shocked her so much that she was dizzy. The shock in her heart had not yet subsided, so she didn't dare to mention it.

Liu Ju snorted coldly and was about to scold her when the girl sitting in front of the dressing table seemed to finally come to her senses: "Mom..."

Liu Ju was delighted, thinking that she had figured it out, and quickly slowed down her tone and said, "Chu Jian, although it's a little late for you to go out now, you should still be able to get some votes. Who knows, after those young masters see your true face, they may immediately take back their previous votes and vote for you again."

Liu Chujian still looked down at the rice paper in his hand, his face dazed, and said softly: "The contract I signed before said... I will sell my art but not my body, and it is up to me to decide whether to go on stage or not. You can't force me, you should have remembered it, right?"

Liu Ju frowned and said in a cold voice, "Of course I haven't forgotten. Have I ever forced you in the past few months since you came here? What did I say when you went on stage to play the piano and wore a veil today? I'm asking you to go out and canvass for votes now because it's for your own good and for your future. Don't be ungrateful!"

Liu Chujian was silent for a moment, then said, "I know Mom is doing this for my own good, but I really can't do that kind of thing."

Liu Ju stamped his feet and was about to speak when Liu Chujian slowly stood up and handed him the rice paper in his hand, saying with a complicated look, "This is what Bi'er asked for for me."

Liu Ju was stunned for a moment, then took the rice paper and asked, "Just one piece?"

She glanced at the poem above, with a hint of surprise on her face: "If life could only be like the first encounter... It reads quite well. Although I don't quite understand it, it should be a good poem."

Liu Chujian's eyes were hazy with mist, and he murmured softly: "It's more than just a good poem..."

Liu Ju looked at her and sighed, "I just checked. Although you didn't go out to canvass for votes, some young masters voted for you. But if you don't go out to canvass for votes, you will definitely not get the Huayin today."

Liu Chujian lowered his head slightly, his expression still a little dazed: "It's okay, I don't care."

"You...hey..."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him and that time was almost up, Liu Ju could only shake her head helplessly and prepare to leave.

When she reached the door, she suddenly looked at the rice paper in her hand again and turned back to ask, "By the way, which gentleman wrote this poem? Why is there no name? Also, did he give the money?"

Liu Chujian moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back and shook his head slightly.

Bi'er on the side said: "The young master may have deliberately not written his name, and did not give any silver."

The guy was peeing on the railing and she saw him, so he naturally didn't dare to write his name.

As for that copper coin, it's better not to mention it. It would be embarrassing if you mentioned it. How can there be such a stingy person? Really!
Liu Ju didn't ask any more questions, took the rice paper and prepared to leave.

Liu Chujian suddenly said, "Mom, remember to bring this paper back. I...I still need it."

Liu Ju looked at her strangely, agreed, and left quickly.

After she left, Bi'er couldn't help asking, "Miss, that piece of paper is so dirty, why did you keep it? There might be urine from that bad guy on it."

Liu Chujian did not answer, his eyes flickered, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Bi'er, do you still remember what that young master looked like?"

Bi'er heard this, tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with a bitter face: "I forgot..."

Liu Chujian was startled: "How could it be so fast? Didn't you just see him?"

Bi'er's face was burning: "I was just looking at him... oooh, that bad guy scared me so much, and he even invited me to pee with him... oooh, I forgot to look at his face..."

"Where were you looking at him just now?"

"Slave...slave..."

(End of this chapter)