A teenager in brocade clothes stepped into the room. He was about 15 or 16 years old and had a handsome face, but he gave people a feeling of femininity.
The teenager entered the room as if no one was there. Behind him were several teenagers. Even in the face of the top second generation of the Tang dynasty, they showed no fear. Obviously, they had a powerful background.
"Zhangsun Chong!"
Qin Huaiyu gnashed his teeth when he saw the newcomer.
Meton realized that the teenager was the son of the prime minister, Zhangsun Wuji. No wonder he was so arrogant. Those behind him must be the descendants of nobles.
"Zhangsun Chong, what do you mean? How dare you make a scene in our room! "Qin Huaiyu scolded.
"Qin Huaiyu, we are not here for you! We are here to seek justice for Miss Gongsun. We know that Miss Gongsun never receives guests. Today, we are here to see who dares to force Miss Gongsun! " Behind Zhangsun Chong, a pale-faced teenager came forward and complained. He described Qin Huaiyu and others as bullies who bullied weak women.
"Du He! Don't slander us. Who forced Miss Gongsun? "Cheng Chumo roared.
They were all the sons of their families. They represented not only their own reputation, but also the reputation of their fathers. If they bullied a woman, their fathers would be disgraced.
Du He! When Meton heard the name, he suddenly realized that this must be the son of Prime Minister Du, who was also a famous unlucky guy in the history books.
Meton realized that these were the top two groups of playboys in the Tang dynasty. One was the son of a civil official, and the other was the son of a general. Of course, except for Fang Jun, who was an anomaly.
"Young Master Zhangsun, you misunderstood me! I wasn't forced by anyone. It's just that I used County Count Mo's poem without his permission. I'm here to ask for forgiveness. "Gong Sunyue explained.
The Educational Division seemed to be in a unique position, but it was not enough to face the two groups of playboys. They could not afford to offend either side, so they could only mediate.
"Oh! The Mo County Count that Miss Gongsun is talking about is Meton of the Mo Family whose three frontier poems have spread throughout Chang 'an! " Zhangsun Chong's face changed, revealing a strange expression. He looked at Qin Huaiyu and the others, and finally his eyes fell on a new face.
"Meton from the Mo Family Village greets Childe Zhangsun!" Meton had no choice but to come forward and salute with his hands folded.
"I didn't expect that the talented Brother Mo of the Imperial College, whose poems have been passed down in Chang 'an, would actually be right in front of me. Sorry for the disrespect!" Zhangsun Chong said with unusual enthusiasm.
Behind him, Du He and the other playboys were also surprised. They had heard a lot about Mo Jiazi, who had stirred up a storm in Chang 'an City recently.
They were all descendants of officials. Of course, they knew how important the curved plough, artificial hatching technology, and the secret skill of living fish were to the Tang dynasty. They also knew that Meton was the most favored person of the Emperor.
Zhangsun Chong's thoughts were also floating. He knew much more secrets than the other playboys. Crown Prince Li Chengqian originally had a foot print and was unable to walk. However, he was able to return to normal overnight. It was all thanks to this Mohist's strange plan.
The Mo Hospital opposite the Imperial College was the place where the Mo Family specially treated Li Chengqian's foot disease. Otherwise, how could such a large piece of land fall into the hands of the declining medical school? Even Zhangsun Chong knew that Li Shimin once represented Meton's parents to confront Kong Yingda directly.
Zhangsun Wuji once sighed in private that Mo Jiazi's future was limitless since he could win the favor of the current and future emperors.
"Brother Zhangsun, you really flatter Meton. I really don't deserve it! "Meton said modestly.
"Alright, since it's a misunderstanding, then you can go back from where you came from!" Qin Huaiyu said impatiently.
He had finally managed to invite a beauty, but before he could say a few words, the situation was ruined by these fellows. Of course, he was unhappy.
"Aiya, that won't do. We still have an important matter to attend to, and that is to invite Miss Gongsun to our box for a chat. How can we leave before inviting her?" Du He stepped forward and said in a clear voice.
"Du He! Are you itching for a beating? Do you want me to beat you up? "Fang Jun roared angrily.
Although the two's fathers were known as Fang Mou and Du Duan, for some reason, Fang Jun and Du He were known to not get along.
Du He looked at Fang Jun's tall and sturdy body, and couldn't help but shrink back a little. She said with a guilty conscience, "Fang Jun, you're such an idiot. You're so rude in front of Miss Gongsun. Gentlemen use their words, not their fists. Why don't we have a battle of words today? Whoever wins, Miss Gongsun will go to that person's box.
"A civil duel? Sure! Just based on your three taels of ink? With Brother Mo here, are you sure you want to have a civil duel? "Fang Jun looked at Du He with interest and said mockingly.
Qin Huaiyu and the others also burst into laughter. If it was before, these descendants of military families might have been hesitant about a civil duel. However, with Meton here, everyone became more confident. After all, Meton's reputation was built on the foundation of the Imperial College's five wins and one loss.
You descendants of civil officials might be a little stronger than us, but how can you compare to the pride of the nation, the Imperial College's students?
Unexpectedly, Du He said confidently, "I admit that Brother Mo is very strong. However, in order to invite Miss Gongsun today, we came prepared. Today, we will have a painting duel. Brother Yan, it's all up to you today! "
After Du He finished speaking, a young man in green walked out from behind the crowd.
"Yan Xingjian, this is bad." Qin Huaiyu exclaimed when he saw the person.
"Who is this person?" Meton asked Fang Jun curiously.
"He is the nephew of the current dynasty's national art master, Yan Liben. He is the most famous painter of the younger generation," Fang Jun said hatefully.
"Du He, you scoundrel!" Qin Huaiyu roared angrily.
"Since you all agreed to a civil duel, of course, the art of painting is also a civil duel!" Du He said proudly.
Qin Huaiyu's heart sank. He knew that Meton was very talented, but he had never heard that Meton knew how to paint! There was no need to compete now. They could just admit defeat.
Yan Xingjian walked up to Modun proudly and said, "Greetings, Brother Modun. I've long heard of Brother Modun's great name. I was inspired by Miss Gongsun's sword dance and immediately drew a painting. I'd like to ask for Brother Modun's guidance!"
Yan Xingjian came prepared. He held up a painting scroll and slowly opened it. There were many ink stains on it. It was obvious that it was a new painting.
Meton immediately felt a deep sense of malice. It was obvious that Yan Xingjian was using him as a stepping stone to become famous.
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