Duke Jing's younger sister

Almost all the students at Yuanshan Academy have heard of the name of Jiang Cheng's father.

Jiang Minzhi of Changzhou was a great writer of Southern Wu.

The leading figure in the hearts of many students of Xipai.

Although he was famous, he was only a fourth-rank civil servant and his family was not wealthy.

Three days of dining and drinking at Hongchang Restaurant, the most expensive restaurant in town, would cost at least a hundred taels of silver.

There were many Western school students in Yuanshan Academy, and they immediately stood up for Jiang Cheng, "It's not a big deal to treat everyone to a meal, why does it take three days? Do we have to stay in a restaurant?"

"Yes, we don't have to go to Hongchang Restaurant. The tavern we often go to is also good. The food is delicious and the wine is fragrant. Why don't we go there instead?"

Everyone gathered around the list and talked a lot.

Some said they were willing to accept the loss, while others said the stakes were inappropriate and that students like them should not be so extravagant and wasteful.

Xiao Wencong thought about it and realized that this amount of money was just a drop in the bucket for him.

But for Jiang Cheng, who came from a noble family, it was indeed a bit too much.

He immediately suggested tactfully, "Why don't we call it quits? Otherwise, if you beat me again next month, won't I have to spend money too?"

A handsome young man in white stood on one side, his arms folded, leaning against a lush locust tree.

The sunlight shines through the dense leaves, casting sparkling spots, which are reflected in the boy's beautiful peach blossom eyes, like sparkling water in a lake under the sunlight.

He glanced at Jiang Cheng's slightly embarrassed face and said, "I'm willing to accept the loss. Why are you so long-winded?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Everyone in Yuanshan Academy knew that Shen Beiqi and Jiang Cheng had the best relationship.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even speak up for Jiang Cheng.

Young people are passionate and always keep their promises. Jiang Cheng immediately responded that since he had lost, he would keep his promise.

Early in the morning of the second day, during the holiday after the exam, Jiang Chengru brought a group of more than 20 people to Hongchang Restaurant as scheduled.

They ate and drank to their heart's content, and by the time it was completely dark, a lot of them were already drunk. In the end, they unanimously overturned their decision to drink for three days, and called Jiang Cheng to pay the bill.

Jiang Cheng pinched his purse, figuring that there should still be some money left for food and clothing.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper told me that someone had already gotten married.

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, without asking who it was, and just responded, as if he knew something.

Everyone was speculating on the way back to the academy.

"In my opinion, it was most likely Shen Beiqi who paid the money. He has always been protective of Jiang Cheng."

A short man said, and another man who was holding his shoulder echoed,

"That's right, the two of them are as close as a pair of pants. Shen Beiqi doesn't need the 180 taels, it must be him!"

"Yes... yes, it must be him!"

The others responded in unison, and some, under the influence of alcohol, boldly asked Jiang Cheng and Shen Beiqi, "Are you two good brothers this kind of good brothers, or that kind of good brothers?"

"Hahaha--"

Everyone looked up and laughed wildly, their feet were staggering, and they were all so drunk that they didn't know where to go.

It had long been a known secret in the academy that Jiang Cheng and Shen Beiqi were homosexuals.

The reason is simple. These two people are almost inseparable in the academy every day, arm in arm, eating and living together. It's inevitable that people will think too much, right?

Shen Beiqi's mouth twitched when he heard the words. He glanced at the man who was speaking, deliberately slowed down his pace, and when the man came closer, he secretly stepped out with the tip of his boots.

The man who was asking the question was already drunk, and couldn't see clearly in the dark, so he tripped and fell to the ground.

The people behind were caught off guard and were tripped by the people lying under their feet, and three or four people fell one after another. For a while, there were shouts and screams one after another.

Looking at several people lying on their backs and piled up like a pyramid, Shen Beiqi raised his eyebrows with satisfaction and walked away.

Xiao Wencong did not believe such nonsense at first.

Until the Jiang family fell into trouble and there was never any other woman around him, Xiao Wencong thought back to the rumors and felt that they were somewhat credible.

"But now, I don't believe it."

Xiao Wencong smiled meaningfully, "It seems that Duke Jingguo's heart has been tied by someone?"

There was no need to ask who it was, Xiao Wencong and Luo Jue both knew it.

When it comes to love, those involved are often confused while those who are watching can see things more clearly.

While Shen Beiqi was wandering in the fog, the two of them were just watching the show from the outside.

They finally saw the arrogant Shen Beiqi suffer a setback, how could they not watch the fun?

......

In the past few days, Shen Li was concentrating on recuperating from her illness, and no rumors from outside reached her ears.

In the middle, Shen Zhiyan came to see her, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. However, in the end, she said nothing, leaving Shen Li confused.

When Shen Beiqi arrived at Qinghuiyuan, it had already darkened.

She had her back to him, and he deliberately walked lightly, so Shen Li didn't see him come in.

There were candles burning on the table. She was sitting on the couch, holding an embroidery frame in her hands, and concentrating on embroidering something with her head down.

Shen Beiqi leaned over to look. It was a piece of green material. She was holding a silver needle and embroidering a cluster of small flowers on it.

"What are you embroidering?"

Shen Li suddenly heard his voice, and before she could react, her hands were empty, and the embroidery frame was taken away.

She quickly stood up and tried to grab it, "Give it back to me!"

The man was tall and had long legs. He leaned back slightly and raised his arms high. No matter how hard Shen Li jumped, she could not touch the edge of the embroidery frame.

She was a little depressed. Actually, she was not short. Who cares how tall he was?

Since she couldn't reach it, she had to find another way. She grabbed his sleeve and pulled it down hard, but his raised arm remained motionless.

Well! I am not as tall as him, nor as strong as him. I am simply no match for him. I am completely defeated!

Shen Li took one look and simply gave up taking it. "Just take a look. There's nothing shameful about it."

Shen Beiqi smiled faintly and lowered his hand slightly.

On the light blue brocade, clusters of pink flowers are embroidered with silk thread, and the shape of the cloth looks like a purse.

This color should be used by men.

"For me?" he asked.

Shen Li was silent for a moment, then replied, "You discovered it. This is a birthday gift prepared for you."

He smiled and returned the embroidery frame to her, "Do you like this flower?"

The handkerchief she had dropped earlier was still in his arms.

The white silk handkerchief was embroidered with the same small flowers that grew in the northern fields.

Shen Li looked up in surprise, "Have you seen this flower?"