Actually, Mu Wenfu had already noticed He Kun when the three of them stepped into the Apricot Blossom Pavilion.
During this period of time, he, Yu Minzhong, Yun Yougong, and the others had been seeking pleasure in this Apricot Blossom Tower. Therefore, when He Kun came to this Apricot Blossom Tower, he naturally could not avoid being bumped into.
As He Kun's defeated opponent, he had no face to stand out.
Yu Minzhong, Cong Yougong, and the few people who mocked and framed He Kun at the entrance of the examination hall also hid behind the curtain and looked at He Kun with jealousy and hatred.
However, when they saw that He Kun had been visited by the owner of Apricot Blossom Pavilion, and even the entire Apricot Blossom Pavilion's scholars, their hearts were filled with jealousy and anger.
After being defeated by He Kun, Mu Wenfu lost a lot of face and became the laughingstock of the scholars. In the end, he couldn't help but feel jealous and mock He Kun.
"Who is he?"
Da Qian asked curiously when they saw someone provoking He Kun.
"Brother Qing, he is just a loser who was defeated by me in Spring Breeze Yard. He is not worth mentioning at all.”
He Kun said calmly.
"Oh, is that Mu Wenfu, one of the Four Great Talents of Jiangnan?”
Da Qian's eyes flashed with interest.
"That's right, it's Mu Wen Fu."
He Kun said calmly.
Seeing He Kunhe and his friends discussing him without any restraint and not taking him seriously at all, Mu Wenfu immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation. He felt that he had been humiliated.
"You were lucky to win against He Kun that day. Do you dare to compete with me in this Apricot Blossom Pavilion today?”
Mu Wenfu then challenged.
Unfortunately, He Kun only looked at him quietly and did not respond to his challenge.
Seeing that He Kun did not respond to his challenge and completely ignored him, Mu Wenfu said angrily,"What's wrong? He Kun, did you come here today because you heard that Miss Lee Xiangjun wanted to compete in calligraphy and felt that her calligraphy was inferior to mine, so you didn't dare to accept the challenge?”
He Kun was a little surprised that this brothel girl called Lee Xiangjun was going to hold a calligraphy competition today. Then, he said,"You are really funny. Why would I agree to compete with you?”
Now, he was the top scorer in the imperial examination and had obtained the "Huiyuan" ranking. He was a tribute scholar with a bright future, while Mu Wenfu was just a civilian scholar who had passed his prime.
The two of them were not on the same level at all, and agreeing to compete with Mu Wenfu was simply lowering his status.
Why would he agree?
"He Kun, are you afraid?”
"That's right, if you're afraid of Brother Mu, just say it.”
Yu Yougong and Yu Minzhong, who were sitting at the same table as Mu Wenfu, were completely watching the show and were not afraid of things getting out of hand. Their tone was strange as they mocked He Kun.
"I think he's afraid!"
"Last time, Hekun was lucky enough to beat Brother Mu. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to beat Brother Mu this time.”
"Everyone, don't say that. After all, he is 'Huiyuan', who had just obtained first place in the general exams.”
The other people sitting at the same table as Mu Wenfu, Yu Minzhong, and Cong Yougong also started to mock He Kun.
He Kun remained unmoved. How could he not see the sinister intentions of these people? They were hoping that he would accept the challenge so that Mu Wenfu could defeat him in calligraphy and ruin his reputation.
However, they would probably be disappointed.
Not only was He Kun's calligraphy not bad, but it was also very good. He had obtained master-level calligraphy from the system lottery. In terms of calligraphy alone, He Kun was probably not inferior to calligraphers like Ouyang Xiu of the Northern Song Dynasty and Wang Xizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
But even so, he would not easily agree to Mu Wenfu's challenge.
There was no other reason. In this kind of competition where the weak fought the strong, there was no benefit to him if he won. If he lost, his reputation would be ruined.
Although he would not lose, why should he agree?
"Brother He, I can't stand them provoking you like this. I think you should accept the challenge! Let them see how powerful you are. I'll applaud and cheer for you here.”
Who knew that at this moment, Da Qian suddenly winked at He Kun.
Others might not know, but Da Qian, who had seen He Kun's exam paper, knew that He Kun's calligraphy was excellent. It was probably comparable to some ancient calligraphy masters.
Calligraphy practice required time and patience. He really didn't know how He Kun managed to practice calligraphy at such a young age.
He Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Only then did he remember that Da Qian was only seventeen years old. No matter how deep his thoughts were and how he learned the imperial mind of the imperial family, he still had a youthful side to him.
This side might be rare, but it did exist.
When he was wearing the dragon robe, Da Qian still tried to suppress his youthful temperament. However, once he changed into the common clothes of the common people, he seemed to have changed into a different person. He had the eccentric temperament of a normal teenager.
Da Qian was the Emperor, and He Kun naturally could not object to his words. However, he would not agree to Mu Wenfu's request so easily.
"It's fine if you want to compete, but you can't do it without some stakes.”
He Kun looked at Mu Wenfu.
"What do you want to bet?"
Mu Wenfu asked He Kun.
"This problem doesn't lie with me, but with you.”
He Kun shook his head. His plan was to win a large sum of money from Mu Wenfu. This way, he could slightly alleviate his financial situation. During this period of time, Cao Rui had paid for all his meals and accommodation in the inn.
Although Cao Rui was loyal and he had secretly made up his mind to repay Cao Rui in the future, a man could not be without money for a day.
The system on him was a greedy system.
Mu Wenfu looked at He Kun and thought about how this competition was about calligraphy, which he was best at. This was probably his only chance to win against He Kun. He thought of a " great " bet.
Mu Wenfu sneered in his heart, He Kun, don't blame me if you lose this time.”
"I've thought of a bet. If any of us loses in this competition, we'll be banned from participating in the imperial examinations.”
Mu Wenfu said shockingly.
He was apologizing for what happened yesterday. It was because of the network problem yesterday that the chapter was uploaded twice.
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