I'm so hard

Chapter 170

Mrs. Xiao used to be a lady, and her ability to write poems and lyrics was no less than that of many scholar-bureaucrats and officials.

But no matter how they educate, they can't cultivate Xiao Zijie into an orthodox literati.

Fortunately, Xiao Zijie had military merits, and then entered his official career through it, otherwise he would still be wandering around in the Goulan cottage with the title of the No. [-] rich man in the Zhou Dynasty!

Mrs. Xiao read: "When I go thousands of miles away, the court affairs are tight, and I have been thinking about my family for half a year. I used to think that being an official is the most idle, but now I find it difficult for my father. My son will definitely live up to the favor of the court. If I don't establish a new deal, I will never repay it."

After reading it, Xiao Jingye was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that it was not bad.

Of course, this is not bad, but it is compared with Xiao Zijie's previous level.

Mrs. Xiao said excitedly, "Look, our son is really sensible and understands your difficulties, and he, who never liked court affairs in the past, now knows what he wants to do!"

At this moment, Xiao Jingye's heart was already full of joy, especially satisfied with the last four lines of poetry, but on the surface, he still said with a cold face: "It's okay, it's still far from my requirements!"

Mrs. Xiao gave Xiao Jingye a blank look, but said nothing. She knew better than anyone else what the latter was feeling.

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But at this moment, Zhao Yan, Queen Mother Zhang, and Lu Nianwei took Hei Wa out for a stroll after having a reunion dinner.

After nightfall, the streets of Changdan City are basically overcrowded, and even the busy scholars who have been preparing for the imperial examination will come out to relax.

This has led to a particularly large number of unmarried women on the street.In this festival, there are too many things about talented scholars and beautiful ladies making a good story.

Many women have caught rich husbands on the night of the Lantern Festival.

On the streets, there are all kinds of lantern decorations, book illustrations, makeup boxes and clothes.

This kind of prosperity is unmatched by any country.

Zhao Yan walked on the street, feeling very happy.

The best form of relaxation is to go shopping aimlessly.

At this moment, there was a loud noise not far away, and then Zhao Yan saw a large group of gorgeous girls running towards the front, shouting while running: "It's Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu is here!"

Zhao Yan couldn't help being very curious. Apart from him in Changdan City, he didn't expect there to be any other man with such a huge attraction.

At this time, an old man with a wrinkled face also ran towards the crowd, Zhao Yan could not help but leave him behind and asked, "Master, what happened in front, why are you all running forward?"

The old man took a look at Zhao Yan and said, "Isn't he a local? Mr. Wu Wenyuan is over there at the Tianqiao, but he is a great talent who is very likely to become the No. [-] scholar this year!"

Hei Wa scratched her head and asked, "Master, I can understand that a girl chases her because she wants to marry him. Why are you chasing her so hard?"

The uncle straightened his chest and said, "Mr. Wu loves calligraphy. If I can pick up his calligraphy tonight, I won't have to worry about this year's life!"

After finishing speaking, the uncle rolled up his sleeves, and strode forward.

Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, Zhao Yan became more and more curious.

He knew that Hangzhou Wu Wenyuan was ranked second on the Qingyun list, and he also knew that this person became famous as a young man and was hailed as the number one talent in the south of the Yangtze River, but he was still somewhat unexpected to be so popular.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look too!" Zhao Yan also walked quickly towards the overpass.

At this moment, the area around the overpass has been completely surrounded, the inner three floors and the outer three floors are all young girls wearing various skirts.

There were also quite a few men, but they were all squeezed to the outermost edge.

Zhao Yan and Hei Wa were standing on a big rock when they saw a man in a white shirt on the overpass.

This man was extremely handsome, he had two dimples when he laughed, and he was holding a fan in the winter.

He is Wu Wenyuan, the number one talented scholar in the south of the Yangtze River.

Hei Wa pouted: What a bitch!

Zhao Yan was immediately amused, he was the one who taught Hei Wa the word sissy.

Wu Wenyuan is indeed a bit of a sissy, but many girls in Dazhou like this kind of hippie, tender, white and clean man.

In terms of appearance and temperament, he is much worse than Zhao Yan.

The reason is that Zhao Yan was watching from below, and he was crazily sought after by countless women.

On the one hand, it was because he was a popular candidate for the No. [-] pick this year, and he was not married yet.

And if she could marry him, she might be able to become the prime minister's wife in the future.

On the other hand, it is because Wu Wenyuan's family is prominent and rich in money.

Under such conditions, even if he looks a little different, he will definitely get the fanaticism of many girls, not to mention his very interesting personality.

Like Shangguan Yuntun, he hesitates in doing things, and he is even not good at speaking. The girls chasing him can line up from the south of the city to the north of the city.

This is also one of the reasons why countless men want to be named on the gold list.

Wu Wenyuan stood on the bridge and said to the girls around him: "Girls, Wenyuan is very polite. Every time I go to a place, I have the habit of comparing poems with others. If I win, I will give you 1000 taels immediately." Baiyin, I won't take a single cent from those who lose to me. I'm ashamed that in the past five years, I haven't spent a penny."

As soon as these words fell, a group of women won a brainless carnival.

Some scholars not far away frowned slightly.

They've seen narcissists, but not this much.

In Changdan City, except for Xiao Zijie who called himself a genius poet back then, no one had ever boasted so much. This clearly shows that the scholars in Changdan City are not valued.

Wu Wenyuan continued: "Anyone in Changdan City can challenge me, including Mr. Shangguan Yuntun, and Mr. Yan Zhao who has never shown his face!"

On such an occasion, with such bold words, Wu Wenyuan would naturally force Shangguan Yuntun and Yan Zhaolai to challenge.

Moreover, Wu Wenyuan also used this to elevate his reputation to the highest level.

Once his talents are recognized by more people in Changdan, the probability of winning the number one prize will increase a lot.

He showed off so much, not like some playboys showing off their family background and gold and silver.

Show off your talents and not be slapped in the face, the premise is that you must have enough talents.

And Wu Wenyuan happened to be this kind of person.

Geniuses have been narcissistic since ancient times.

At this time, a dark-faced young man yelled loudly: "Wu Wenyuan, you say your poems are good, I am not convinced!"

Wu Wenyuan shook his folding fan lightly, and said with a smile: "If brother is not convinced, we can have a contest."

"I... I... can't compare... to you, but I'm just not convinced!" the black-faced youth said with a loud voice, and there was a burst of ridicule from below.

At this moment, a magnetic voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Quanzhou Tang Yite came to ask for advice!"

Immediately, everyone followed the prestige, and then made way for a path.

Tang Buyi ranks No.10 in the Qingyun list, and is the number one talented person in Quanzhou.He is not far from Hangzhou. He has heard of Wu Wenyuan's name for a long time, but he has never seen it.

He is also quite confident in his talent and learning, if he can defeat Wu Wenyuan, maybe he can become the second in the Qingyun list, so he is ready to challenge.

(End of this chapter)