My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

None of Qi Shaotong and the other two answered Lanting's question!

Of the three thousand students who passed through Zhuxi, entered Shuxiang Gate, passed through Santing and arrived at Lanting, it is still unknown how many more will be left.

As per past practice, the announcement of the leader will be at noon.

This is the last time for the Zhuxi Literary Meeting.

But now...

There is still half an hour until noon!

The great scholar Fang couldn't wait to announce that the champion of this literary gathering was Bai Shaoqiu!

Isn’t this a bit unfair?

Qi Shaotong and the other two who were already standing in Lanting did not have such a feeling.

They even breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders.

They still haven't seen the "Lanting Preface", but this article will soon be made public.

Since it has received such high praise from two great scholars, and even Master Fang said that this article should be placed in a high pavilion and listed as a first-class building...

Over the past three hundred years, the country has prospered. How many articles have been displayed in the Yipin Building in the high pavilion?

For the literati of Xingguo, it is a great honor to have their works published in a high pavilion, let alone the highest Yipin Building!

What kind of article did Bai Shaoqiu write?

That's obviously not something they dare to compete with.

Bai Shaoqiu won the first prize in this literary competition... This was a display of his true talent, and also the beginning of his soaring to fame!

Qi Shaotong was once again glad that he changed his attitude towards Bai Shaoqiu in time.

Zhuo and his group were also reflecting deeply. They were no longer thinking about how to answer this last question, but how to get closer to Bai Shaoqiu in the future.

As for Qiu Shanyue from Shangling Academy... while he was envious, he was thinking of poor Song Zigui!

Senior Brother Song lost two thousand taels of silver to Bai Shaoqiu in the couplet competition at the academy!

He ran to borrow twelve thousand taels of silver!

Now Bai Shaoqiu has become the top scholar... He has lost another 10,000 taels of silver...

Senior Brother Song doesn’t even have underwear!

Where is he now?

If he came to Lanting and heard this news, would he feel like he was struck by lightning?

Qiu Shanyue looked sad, thinking that Senior Brother Song would definitely vomit blood again!

Brother Song lost two thousand taels of silver and vomited blood three times by the academy’s wall of knowledge. This time he lost ten thousand taels of silver... He won’t die from vomiting blood, right?

It’s better for him not to come back!

Qiu Shanyue was not wrong in his guess. Song Zigui had already hired a carriage and was quietly leaving Xiling City with his old father whose wounds had been treated.

He lifted the curtain of the car and looked towards Mount Izumo.

There is Zhuxi and the glorious feats he has left behind in the past three years!

He has been the leader of the Zhuxi Literary Society for three consecutive years!

He is the most talented person in Xiling City!

His path should have been smooth.

but now……

However, the life became extremely difficult because of the appearance of Bai Shaoqiu, the most famous loser in Xiling City.

He took a deep breath, and the small eyes on his fat face narrowed into slits!

He clenched his fists.

A punch hit the carriage!

"Bang!" The driver was startled.

"Sir, if you break something, you have to pay for it!"

Song Zigui ignored the driver. He withdrew his gaze from the direction of Zhuxi and fell on the passers-by in the streets.

A voice reached his ears:

"I heard that Mr. Bai has already crossed Zhuxi?"

"You heard it a little too late. Mr. Bai has already passed the scholarly gate!"

"Is he really that powerful?"

"Isn't it? They're from a scholarly family with two A-levels!"

"Two top-ranked? What about Master Song Zigui?"

"Young Master Song is also amazing. He also has two members from the Shuxiang Sect!"

"Brother, do you mean... that Bai Shaoqiu really has a chance of winning the championship?"

"It's hard to say. After all, there are still four tests to come."

At this moment, a loud voice rang out:

"Fellow villagers, the latest situation of the Zhuxi Literary Festival is out... Four members of the Bai Shaoqiu and Bai Gongzi have passed the second pavilion...!"

Many people immediately gathered around, and Song Zigui quickly asked the driver to stop, and he also pricked up his ears.

"Brother Jun, did Master Bai really take on the four armors?"

"Tsk, how could I lie to you?"

"What about Young Master Song and Young Master Qi?"

"Them? Song Zigui's father, Master Song, wrongly accused Bai Shaoqiu in front of the Shuxiang Gate, and was punished by Her Highness the Ninth Princess with thirty lashes!"

"Song Zigui saw his old father was only breathing out but not breathing again, so how could he have the heart to continue the competition?"

"He carried his father back to the city to seek medical advice. This year's Zhuxi Literary Festival...he definitely has no chance."

"As for Master Qi and Master Zhuo... their achievements are far from comparable to Master Bai's!"

"There's a rumor in Zhuxi that Young Master Bai is very likely to win this literary gathering."

As soon as these words came out, three people suddenly fell to the ground beside Jun Ge'er with a "thump..."!

Someone sighed and lamented,

Some people wept bitterly,

Someone yelled:

"Song Zigui... that's your mother... didn't you say that Bai Shaoqiu couldn't even get into the scholarly family? My two thousand taels of silver...!"

These people all bet on Bai Shaoqiu to lose!

What I took out were all the accumulations that had been kept in the bottom of the box for several years!

The bet that was originally a sure win suddenly underwent a drastic change at this moment... Who the hell could stand this?

For a while, the streets were in extreme chaos.

Someone hurried towards Zhuxi.

Some people ran back home in shame, wondering how to give an explanation to their wives.

Some people also went to Jubao Money House to ask the manager Qian if it was possible to withdraw from the gambling and pay half of the compensation.

In short.

Xiling City was filled with grief because of the news from Zhuxi.

The driver turned his head and looked, then said with a smile, "Could it be that this gentleman also bet on Mr. Bai to lose?"

"Let me tell you something: all those who bet on Mr. Bai to lose don't deserve any sympathy!"

Song Zigui asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Young Master, think about it, this is such an obvious scam... Jubao Money House is a silver dealer. To dare to open an account like this, they must know how talented Young Master Bai is to dare to do it!"

"Everyone thinks Mr. Bai is a loser. Only in this way can this bet be profitable... a huge profit!"

"Mr. Bai endured for ten years in exchange for this sudden turnaround. I'm not referring to his fame, but the profit he made by colluding with Jubao Bank!"

"Although I have never been to school, this account is very simple."

"Sir, can you calculate how much silver was used to bet on Mr. Bai to lose this round? Two million taels is conservative, right?"

"Mr. Bai won the first prize and split the profits 50-50 with Jubao Bank. He will get one million taels of silver!"

"What kind of business can earn a million taels of silver in ten years?"

"It's a good deal to be a loser for ten years!"

"It's a pity that with so many people in Xiling City, few of them would go and bet on him to win!"

"I did bet on him to win, but unfortunately I only have two taels of silver... I'm already very satisfied with a profit of twenty taels!"

"Thank you, Mr. Bai!"

"Can we go now?"

"There's no point in looking at these idiots. We're still over sixty miles away from Dangyang Posthouse!"

Song Zigui: "...Let's go!"

The carriage continued its journey.

After leaving the east gate of Xiling City, he rushed towards Dangyang Posthouse.

He didn't look back.

The little eyes narrowed into a slit.

Bai Shaoqiu!

You villain!

When I arrive in Kyoto, I will fight with you again at the Shushan Literary Gathering!