"Who are you? Why don't you know the rules? The people here are all scholars and talents who earn their own living. How can a filthy rich person enter?
You should go to the Warm Winter Pavilion or the Summer Pavilion. That's where you should be! "
"That's right. Unrelated people don't even dare to participate in the poetry competition. How can they appear so openly now?"
A scholar surnamed Zhou chimed in.
Wushuang was proud and arrogant, so he was not polite with his words. This was related to the culture of the Night Kingdom where scholars were a cut above the rest. He was also a famous person among the younger generation in Pu City, so he was not afraid of offending the high-ranking officials and influential people. Others would only think of his actions as youthful frivolity and arrogance. Who would really go against him?
Lou Xiaoyi was still a little confused. He did not know how he had offended this guy. Before he could speak, someone beside him had already answered for him.
The one who spoke was Li San Lang, the third son of the richest man in Pu City. Before Lou Xiaoyi came, as the only non-scholar, he was the target of this group of people. He did not have a high level of education, so he was already struggling to deal with one scholar. Now that he was facing six of them at the same time, one could imagine how awkward it would be!
The wealth of the Li family could not help him here, so it was hard for him to endure. It was only because of his thick skin that he was able to endure. The power of wealth was like floating clouds in the eyes of poor scholars, but the young ladies behind the brothels knew that without wealth, they would have to go to the shabby alleys to sew clothes for people!
Therefore, Li San Lang still got the last chance to get close to the flower table.
However, he now saw a rare opportunity to get out of his predicament. The young master of Lou Province had also come over. Lou Xiaoyi was also a descendant of influential people, so he did not even have the courage to compete with these poor people. To Li San Lang, this was the best opportunity for him to divert the fire of these poor people! It would also reduce the pressure on him!
Anyway, a few years ago, his family and Lou Province had some conflicts, so he did not feel the slightest psychological burden to push the blame to them now.
"How dare you! This is the young master of Lou Province! The only son of Major Lou!
In Pu City, if Lou Province does not have such qualifications, then who does? If Young Master Lou couldn't stand here, who could?
You're just a bunch of pests, boasting here. It's hard to say if one of you can become a county magistrate in the future, but you dare to boast in front of the descendants of the current literary and historical giants? "
As soon as he opened his mouth, Lou Xiaoyi immediately understood that this fellow was trying to shift the blame to someone else. He also roughly guessed who this person was. However, before he could respond, Wushuang unceremoniously retorted back.
"Major Lou is Major Lou, Young Master Lou is Young Master Lou, how can you mix them up? I've only heard that imperial power can be inherited, but I've never heard that talent can be passed down to the next generation.
Young people of our generation should strive to improve themselves! Don't rely on your family's power, don't rely on your clan's reputation … Heaven is vigorous, and a gentleman must strive for self-improvement!
What a sad life to have to rely on the reputation of your father's generation for marriage! "
Everyone cheered inwardly. They were all moved by Wushuang's words. He had fully displayed the courage of a fearless youth in the face of life. However, because it involved Lou Province, they couldn't say anything.
Only the scholar surnamed Zhou agreed loudly, "Well said! These are the words from the bottom of my heart! "
Everyone's eyes were on Lou Xiaoyi. He had no choice but to answer, because this wasn't just a personal attack, it was also a faint disrespect to Lou Province.
"It's like this. Everyone has their own talent in life, and everyone has their own strengths. How can there be a distinction?
Young Master Wushuang is talented in poetry, and this young master is talented in poetry … "
Then he looked at the scholar surnamed Zhou, and his tone was especially cordial. "This brother has the talent to flatter!"
Then he pointed at the son of the richest man. "Li San Lang has money and talent, this little brother is not talented, but my ancestors have some influence …
Heaven has bestowed upon us, and everyone has their own gains. These are all talents! Can you say which one is more honorable than the other? More noble?
You think that your current achievements are all because of your own hard work since you were young, because you studied hard for ten years. Aren't we the same?
It's just that people like Li San Lang and I started working hard before you!
You only know how to work hard after you're old, but we knew how to work hard when we were in our mother's womb!
That's why we were born into a good family! That's why we were able to win at the starting line! "
This time, everyone present was speechless. To be able to explain having a good father in such an elegant and refined way, the shamelessness of it was indescribable. You couldn't say that he was wrong. Regarding how to reincarnate, who had an accurate idea?
"Yes, yes, yes. You can teach us how to write poems, and we can teach you how to reincarnate. Hahaha …"
Only Li San Lang clapped his hands and laughed heartily. He felt that this young master from Lou Province was really a wonderful person. The words that he said were very much to his liking. It also released the anger that he had suffered in front of those jealous people. He no longer felt that this young master from Lou Province was an eyesore. After all, the conflict between him and Lou Province back then wasn't really a big deal.
Wushuang's anger surged. This was simply the words of a scoundrel in the marketplace. He couldn't imagine that this was something that a young master from the Sima family would say. But since he had already said it, he wanted to tear him apart!
"Twisting words and forcing logic, a bunch of nonsense, I …"
Before he could finish his sentence, a soft and gentle voice rang out.
"Since we're all here, it's also a kind of fate. Why be so calculative? No matter if you're from a poor family or an aristocratic family, you're all scholars. If you're tangled up here, you'll take advantage of the situation! "
This voice seemed to have a kind of magical power, causing the belligerent Wushuang to immediately stop. The other scholars also shut their mouths. Clearly, this was a girl who had many fans. But who exactly was it, Lou Xiaoyi still couldn't figure it out.
The servant girls served cold tea to the male guests. The general idea was to let everyone cool down. Behavior was also an important way to observe a person's cultivation. These were all observed by the young ladies.
In terms of demeanor, if Lou Xiaoyi said he was second, no one would dare to say they were first. Things like demeanor required a specific environment, specific teaching, and special etiquette training. Compared to Lou Xiaoyi who grew up under the strict guidance of Aunt Caihong, the other scholars were much worse. Poor families couldn't pay attention to these things.
However, the poor scholars also had their own lofty and unyielding spirit, which could not cover up their high spirits. Comparatively speaking, Li San Lang's vulgarity and impatience, and Lou Xiaoyi's feebleness, were obviously much worse.
Wushuang was the most prominent among them. His appearance, strength of character, and spirit of maneuvering spontaneously emerged. He was a person who had his own aura.
After a short period of awkward silence, a servant girl with dignified features stood up. Obviously, she had received the instructions of the three young ladies. The last words that were close to substance, of course, couldn't be said by a noble young lady. It was too embarrassing, so it was necessary to find a spokesperson.
"It's already late, and the poems have been discussed. Some came out on top, and some didn't come out on top. It's all your own choice, and you can't blame anyone.
Now, if I may be so bold, I have a few questions about life that I need to ask the young masters. I hope you can answer truthfully! "
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