Aren't you afraid of collapsing from exhaustion?
Cao Xiang was stunned at first, but when he saw who the strange person was, he couldn't help but sneer and say,
"I was wondering who it was. Isn't this the Xue family's coward Xue Gui? What? You want to snatch my woman?"
Xue Gui, the son of the Right Prime Minister Xue Ze, smiled and said,
"Snatch? The Zhuo family's assets are for the capable."
"Zhuo Corporation? Only poor people like your Xue family can take a fancy to you. Why would I care?”
Cao Xiang said disdainfully,"
"If it wasn't for the fact that Zhufuyan couldn't afford to pay my mother, would Xue Ze still be the Right Prime Minister? Thinking back, buying a prime minister was probably enough to make your Xue family run out of money, right? Even the Zhuo family's industries were tempted. Tsk ~"
Chen An was dumbfounded.
Even though he knew that Xue Ze had bought the Right Prime Minister from his grandmother, he was still very happy. But…
How could they talk about selling official positions in such a public manner? And a Prime Minister!
This was too brazen!
Xue Gui's face turned red as he flicked his sleeves and said,
"Vulgar! Money was not enough today.”
"What's wrong? If money doesn't work, will force work?"
Cao Xiang looked at the proud Huo Qubing beside him, then at Xue Gui and the pale-faced scholar behind him with a playful expression.
Xue Gui looked at Huo Qubing and his face turned pale.
Obviously, this guy was the same as Li Gan. He had been taught a lesson by Huo Qubing many times.
He was instantly furious.
He could only flick his sleeves and leave.
After walking for a while, the pale-faced scholar beside Xue Gui smiled and said,
"Young Master Xue, why do you have to be angry with someone who is about to die? Today's exam is about poetry and songs. With my help, Young Master Xue will definitely win.”
Xue Gui glanced at the pale-faced scholar and nodded.
"Sima Xiangru, whether I can have a night with Zhuo Wenjun tonight, whether you can gain my father's favor, you must grasp it well.”
Sima Xiangru smiled confidently.
……
In a superior room.
"Hmm? Eldest daughter, Young Master Xue was quite talented.”
A maidservant was holding a poem as she spoke to Zhuo Wenjun, who was sitting upright.
"Eh? There's another song?"
"There are more?"
"There's more?"
After reading five songs, the maidservant's eyes widened.
"As expected of the son of the Right Prime Minister. It seems that Young Master Xue is determined to win the champion this time!”
……
In another room.
Cao Xiang was furious." Xue Gui, that grandson, played dirty with me. I'll chop that bastard up!"”
Huo Qubing said proudly,
"You can't chop it! I'll do it!"
Chen An asked curiously,"
"What happened? Why is he so hot-tempered?"
"How can it not be big? How dare you openly snatch my woman? I'll cripple him now!"
Chen An only understood what was going on after talking to Cao Xiang for a while.
Zhuo Wenjun was indeed preparing to sell himself and the Zhuo family's iron-smelting workshop to these top nobles as bargaining chips.
However, it wasn't a direct bid, but a competition of poems.
After all, Zhuo Wenjun was one of the Four Great Talented Women of ancient times.
Even if he had already fallen to the point of selling his body, it seemed that he still did not want to sell himself so directly. After all, he was unwilling to befriend a vulgar person!
At this moment, Chen An's eyes lit up."
"Compete in poetry? Isn't that simple!"
Haha!
He had thought that he would have to go through a lot of trouble to obtain the Zhuo Clan's iron smelting workshop today, or at least spend a lot of money.
Originally, Chen An was still hesitating whether he should borrow some from Cao Xiang, but now it seemed…
Cao Xiang looked at Chen An in disbelief. He gulped down a mouthful of wine and cursed,"
"Simple my ass! Do you know who that grandson Xue Gui found? Sima Xiangru!"
"Sima Xiangru, this grandson, besides not knowing how to conduct himself, his talent and knowledge are the best in the Great Han Dynasty!”
"What bad luck! How unlucky! Sima Xiangru! Damn it, don't even think about being an official in this lifetime!”
However, just as Cao Xiang was about to take another sip of wine, he stared at Chen An in a daze, then at the silk cloth and pine ink on the table in disbelief.
"You…you wrote it?" he stammered.”
Chen An looked at Huo Qubing, who was still unconcerned about his surroundings, and said,"
"Could it be that this arrogant fellow wrote it?”
Then, Chen An smiled again."
"Sima Xiangru's words are gorgeous and can be called 'Ci Zong'. In the Han Dynasty, there was no better Fu than Sima Xiangru, and no better article than Sima Qian.”
"You think so highly of that pretty boy? Then why are you still writing! Even if he wrote it, he couldn't compare! I'm just asking for it."
Originally, Cao Xiang had a glimmer of hope when Chen An could write poems and songs. Now that Chen An had said this, Cao Xiang was completely in despair.
"However, Zhuo Wenjun is the daughter of a merchant and is more practical.”
Chen An continued to smile.
Cao Xiang could not tell whether Chen An's writing was good or bad, so he took the silk cloth and left.
Anyway, as long as he could write it, he didn't care if it was good or bad.
It was time for his performance.
No matter what, if Cao Xiang couldn't get Zhuo Wenjun today, he couldn't let that grandson Xue Gui get him.
On the other side, Zhuo Wenjun had already asked his maidservant to invite Xue Gui to have a detailed discussion.
No matter what, the poems that Xue Gui had sent over today were indeed incomparable.
However…
As soon as the maidservant left the door, she bumped into Cao Xiang who was walking towards her…
……
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