At the beginning, I saved a little mute

That's a prince.

Alive, young, and very handsome.

Lin Wan'er heard her own heartbeat.

She has always longed to become a superior person, and a fortune teller when she was young also told her that she would become extremely wealthy in the future.

Now, this priceless future is right before our eyes and within our reach.

That is to marry the prince.

This must be destiny that allowed a prince to appear in Dingzhou City.

She was both shy and expectant.

But he was never overshadowed by others.

Therefore, Lin Wan'er's eyes when she looked at Jiang Zao were not friendly at all.

Even though this person is young, she must get rid of her.

No one can stop one from achieving wealth and glory.

Not anyone.

Jiang Zao felt very calm. These were all classic poems, so how could they not be taken seriously?

But she didn't expect to win first place.

Seeing the unfriendly look from Lin Wan'er across from her, Jiang knew that she had offended this girl.

Maybe in Jiang Zao's heart, it is just an ordinary poem, but to the other party, it is not ordinary.

Now Jiang Zao has started to think about it. He just doesn't want his poem, which he can't write, to pollute other people's eyes, so he changed it to another one. Why did it become a show-off?

Wan Ruzhen was already very excited and pulled Jiang Zao's hand to the third plate. "Quick, Jiang Zao, open it and see what's inside?"

She was even more eager to know than Jiang Zao.

It must be something more valuable.

Thinking of this, Wan Ruzhen was more excited than anyone else.

Jiang Zao felt a little excited after being led by Wan Ruzhen.

Following Jiang Zao's actions, Lin Wan'er's heart rose to her throat.

If, if it was a jade pendant...she must find a way to get it.

Jiang Zaosu lifted the red cloth with her hands, and under the expectant gaze of everyone, a golden corner was revealed from under the red cloth.

"Hey, why do I see so much gold?"

"It seems...it seems like a gold cake?"

"No, it looks like two pieces."

Wan Ruzhen's eyes widened, "Jiang Zao, you are amazing, they are two gold cakes."

The gold cake was as big as her face, so big and thick that it could beat many opponents with such gold bracelets.

“It’s a big profit.”

The people around him sneered, "You only care about money, so vulgar."

One of the reasons why Wan Ruzhen had no friends among these young ladies was that everyone thought she only liked money.

In the eyes of these people, money means greed and vulgarity.

Wan Ruzhen doesn't care.

What to eat and drink without money?

How could these young ladies who have never done housework understand the joy of making money?

Like today, just by writing a limerick, you can earn a pair of gold bracelets, although it is not as good as what Jiang Zao did, who got two big gold cakes.

Making a lot of money, Wan Ruzhen felt that Jiang Zao was amazing and was worthy of being her friend.

Lin Wan'er's tense heart suddenly relaxed. It was just two gold cakes.

It seems that the nobleman did not like Jiang Zao.

That's right, a little girl from a poor county town. What is there to be noticed by you?

Lin Wan'er sat down slowly and gestured to both sides with her eyes.

Someone immediately said, "So they are two gold cakes. It seems that the first place is not that good."

"I thought it would be something more impressive than a headpiece. This gold cake is too tacky."

"I feel like it doesn't fit in with our poetry club."

"Who wanted this reward? It's so unrealistic..."

The girl was about to say that he had no taste when someone pinched her elbow. She was about to retort when she saw Yu's glare.

The little girl felt a little aggrieved. It was clearly Sister Wan'er who wanted her help, but now her aunt was like this.

"Anyone who talks nonsense again will be asked to leave immediately."

Yu said sternly.

The voices present quickly died down, but eyes were circling among the crowd.

Lin Wan'er was also very puzzled. She wished that Jiang Zao, who suddenly appeared, would be discredited and it would be best if everyone knew about it.

Jiang Zao is a vulgar person who only cares about money.

Only by deepening everyone's impression of Jiang Zao can one show how noble he is.

But as his own mother, it is impossible for Yu to stop it without any reason. There must be other reasons.

Lin Wan'er understands her mother.

Especially when she received the warning look, her face froze involuntarily.

After a moment, he regained his composure and said to the girl with a fake smile, "Miss Jiang is from Fufeng County. I heard from her family that the place is very poor. I guess that's why the two gold cakes are more suitable for Miss Jiang. Yunhui, don't say anything."

Jiang Zao no longer cares what others think.

It is a fact that she is from Fufeng County, and it will be the same no matter who checks it.

The gold cake is indeed more real to her now.

It made her happier than the so-called head ornaments and bracelets.

Could it be that the Linzhou government was so thoughtful that they knew she was short of money and gave it to her on purpose?

But her cement road has been around for so long, and the Linzhou government has never come to inquire about it.

Jiang Zao couldn't help but think of the noble man the little girls were talking about.

If this was really a reward from a noble person, I have to say it touched her heart.

She is short of money recently.

Lin Wan'er despised Jiang Zao very much.

Look at that girl named Jiang, she is obsessed with the gold cake. It is obvious that she is not the same type of person as me.

It's really tacky.

Since the main family had taken action in this matter, no one discussed it anymore.

Instead, we talked about what to do next.

The poetry reading is over.

No one expected that even Wan Ruzhen could get third place, and the other girls racked their brains to try their best to stand out.

Soon, news came from the pavilion.

The young masters were all competing in the game of pitching pots.

Yu also asked the female guests here to prepare the game of pitching pots.

Of course, there are also bonuses.

“This is not my strong point.”

"Oh, I can't do that either."

Lin Wan'er was secretly proud of herself. Not only was she a talented writer, she was also a top-notch expert at pitching pots.

Who says daily life is so boring that we can only kill time playing tossing pots in the yard?

Wan Ruzhen was very frustrated, "Jiang Zao, I'm not good at pitching pots. I've never thrown one into the pot."

"It's okay." Jiang Zao patted her shoulder, "Just join in, it's also fun."

She wasn't that interested at first, but then she thought, it would be amazing if the first prize was a gold cake again.

So she also put in all her effort, wanting to compete with the others.

Although she has never played pot throwing before, it doesn't stop her from hearing about it.

And she is not the first one, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Just look at how others vote.

The results of it?

Lin Wan'er came forward and looked at her with ill intent, "Miss Jiang just won the first prize at the poetry competition, so she must be a good player at pitching pots. I will give the first prize to Miss Jiang."

"please."

An arrow was handed over.

Jiang Zao was puzzled, "I'll go first?"