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

This is the best idea.

For these skeptical people, this is the only way to prove that Bai Shaoqiu has real ability.

The prince has opened another bet of one hundred thousand taels of silver... Then the question arises, what if Bai Shaoqiu really has the ability to win again?

No one spoke again.

No one came forward again.

They may feel aggrieved, but no one dares to take another gamble.

The prince's appearance, the solution he proposed, and the cavalrymen wearing silver armor and carrying swords who came in formation with murderous intent... The people who besieged the city defense house returned home in silence, but some people were still dissatisfied.

For example... Chang Huan!

He is having fun all night long!

Today, Bai Shaoqiu won the championship, and Chang Huan suffered a critical hit.

He bought a full fifty thousand taels of silver and Bai Shaoqiu lost!

He was even kicked by Bai Shaoqiu at the Zhuxi Bridge!

What the hell!

Not only did I lose face, I also lost money...

The always elegant Mr. Chang Er was extremely angry!

In the private room on the second floor of Chang Ye Huan,

He held Su Sanniang in his arms, drank a glass of wine, and looked at the young men sitting around the table.

"Chang Sanchuan, is it true that no one has ever had contact with Bai Shaoqiu?"

The young man named Chang Sanchuan nodded without hesitation:

"Second brother, as you instructed, I have been paying close attention to Bai Shaoqiu."

"In front of the Shuxiang Gate, Song Zigui's father gave Bai Shaoqiu a "B" grade. Bai Shaoqiu naturally refused to accept it and asked the fourth young master of the palace to beat Master Song with a stick, scaring him to death."

"Master Song immediately gave Bai Shaoqiu a B-grade. Bai Shaoqiu, of course, refused to accept the decision and brought the case before Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess."

"I don't know how good Bai Shaoqiu's lyrics are. I figured since Master Song gave them a B, they couldn't be any good, so I wanted to make a big fuss about it..."

"But I never expected that Master Song was wrong!"

"Bai Shaoqiu's lyrics are damn good!"

"Second brother, forget it, that kid has real skills!"

Chang Huan pushed Su Sanniang away. He stood up and walked back and forth in the room a few steps, then looked at the other boy:

"Mr. Wu, you should be the most familiar with Bai Shaoqiu."

"During the past ten years that Bai Shaoqiu has been ruining his family, you have been his best...brother!"

"Just tell me, Chang Huan, the truth. Has Bai Shaoqiu been pretending for the past ten years?"

"What I mean is, he's openly eating, drinking and having fun with you, but he's actually working hard in secret?"

Mr. Wu shook his head decisively:

"Second Young Master, this is definitely not the case!"

"I spent almost every day with him during those ten years, and he really couldn't recognize a single word!"

"Not to mention writing poetry!"

"Second Young Master, you can go to the Silver Hook Casino and ask the owner, He Xiaofeng, about this matter. Bai Shaoqiu has been living in the Silver Hook Casino for almost six months!"

"Most of the money he squandered was lost in the Silver Hook Gambling House. He Xiaofeng knows this best."

Chang Huan was puzzled.

His brows were furrowed.

His gaze fell on another young man's face:

"Qiu Shanyue, you walked all the way to Lanting. After Bai Shaoqiu entered the Shuxiang Sect, did the Master have any contact with him during the remaining five trials?"

Qiu Shanyue smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I really don't have that!"

"Although I don't know where Mr. Bai's huge change came from, I am sure that his talent and knowledge are as high as a three-story building!"

"I didn't say that. It was Master Qin and Master Fang who said that!"

"Especially the last question he answered at Lanting, and the 'Lanting Preface' he wrote... I haven't seen the article, but I saw him write it with my own eyes!"

"The last question from Mr. Fang wasn't about current events as the Second Young Master said, but a question he had asked at the last minute!"

"After listening to the question, Bai Shaoqiu took only a few breaths to write!"

"The 'Lanting Preface' he wrote was highly praised by two great scholars, Mr. Si and Mr. Fang."

"Mr. Si even excitedly said that once this article is published, looking at the world's literary world, the old man Xie Changchun of the Eastern Jin Dynasty would be ashamed to see it, and the old fellow Zhong Wenxian of the Wensheng Academy of the Southern Chen Dynasty would also feel ashamed of himself!"

"Second Young Master, do you know these two literary masters, Xie Changchun of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Zhong Wenxian of the Wensheng Academy of the Southern Chen Dynasty?"

Chang Huan knew this, of course. He looked at Qiu Shanyue in shock and asked in disbelief:

"Did Mr. Si really say that?"

"Of course! That's why I'm sure Bai Shaoqiu is truly talented!"

Everyone was silent.

Even the courtesan Su Sanniang was stunned at this moment.

Bai Shaoqiu?

She had heard the name before.

He was once the young master of Bai's Bookstore and a wealthy young man who spent money lavishly.

Last spring, he seemed to have come to Chang Ye Huan, and wanted to watch me play the flute and watch the butterfly dance... But later I heard that he offended Master Ge and was thrown into prison.

The next time I heard his name was because the emperor had decreed that he become the son-in-law of the royal palace.

This time, Jubao Money House held a literary gambling game, and he was actually involved in this gambling game!

All the sisters in the building were happy and said... betting on him to lose is like picking up silver, so she, Su Sanniang, also bet on Bai Shaoqiu for two thousand taels of silver... and lost!

But in the end, I lost!

Su Sanniang was still distressed and thought there must be something fishy going on, but now after hearing what Qiu Shanyue said...

"My lords, is all this arranged?"

"What I mean is that Bai Shaoqiu already knew the questions for every test from the beginning to the end, and someone had already written every test for him!"

"Including the last question... Mr. Fang came from Kyoto in a hurry. Originally, the last question he wanted to ask was about current affairs, but he also stayed in Zhuxi for two days!"

“You can do a lot in two days!”

"No one knew what happened during those two days."

"If the palace had contact with Master Fang, Master Fang would have changed his last question and even given the answer to Bai Shaoqiu..."

"Bai Shaoqiu is nearly eighteen years old. Even if he had been learning since his mother's womb, he would never be able to be compared with masters like Xie Changchun of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Zhong Wenxian of the Wensheng Academy of the Southern Chen Dynasty!"

"But if that 'Lanting Preface' was written by Mr. Fang or Mr. Si... does this make sense?"

After Su Sanniang’s analysis, everyone’s eyes suddenly brightened!

Even Qiu Shanyue was shaken.

Yes, who in Xiling City has the ability to set up such a scheme?

Only the palace!

Only the palace!

The emperor bestowed upon the prince a son-in-law, and the palace could only swallow this pot with a pinch of its nose.

But the palace will never accept this!

To establish this useless son-in-law as the most talented person in Xiling City through this Zhuxi Literary Meeting... This is not only to save the face of the royal palace, there may be other deeper meanings behind it.

Chang Sanchuan frowned slightly and bowed to Su Sanniang:

"Sanniang's words make sense, but... since Bai Shaoqiu has won first place, he must go to Kyoto to participate in the Xiangshan Literary Festival next autumn."

"If he is still a fool, he will definitely be exposed at the Xiangshan Literary Society."

"He will become the object of scorn by scholars all over the world. This is equivalent to him completely disgracing the reputation of the royal palace in public..."

"Isn't the palace just shooting itself in the foot?"