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Have you heard the poems "Autumn Lyrics" and "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" recently?

"Of course. Zhou Wu, the talented scholar who suddenly appeared recently, wrote 'Autumn Lyrics' at Li Shishi's poetry competition, and his 'Drinking Alone Under the Moon' is also a masterpiece. Don't tell me he's your friend."

Although the Prefect of Jingzhao is a civil official, Zhu Keduo, in terms of both appearance and personality, is more like a military general. He has often made a lot of jokes because of this in the past, but it does not prevent him from having a certain understanding of poetry and songs. When Zhou Wu's "Autumn Lyrics" came out, Zhu Keduo was obsessed with it for a long time. Then, the "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" a few days ago made Zhu Keduo a staunch supporter of Zhou Wu.

"You guessed right, this was given to you by Zhou Wu."

"Tch~ You."

It wasn't that Zhu Keduo didn't trust his son; it was simply that he couldn't connect his son with Zhou Wu at all. One was idle and did nothing all day, while the other was learned and talented.

"Hmph, how can you not have even the slightest bit of trust in your son?"

"You said he's your friend, how did you two meet? Why are you going to see him?"

"Me and him..."

Zhu Zhiyong was about to say that he met Xing Manlou, but suddenly felt something was wrong. If he said that, his father would be even less likely to believe him. Although his family knew that he frequented brothels, they wouldn't say it outright.

"Can't explain it, huh? Then why did he give you wine?"

“I needed to see him about something, and he invited me to stay for a meal and then brought me some wine.”

"You, who can't even write, want to ask Zhou Wu for something?"

"Yes, I was asked to find him... Oh no, oh no."

Zhu Zhiyong then remembered that he had important business to attend to when he went to see Zhou Wu, but he was so focused on the good food and drink that he completely forgot about the matter that Miss Wu had entrusted to him.

"What's wrong? Can't keep up the story?"

"Hmph, old man, it's all your fault."

Zhu Keduo looked completely bewildered. Everything was fine just now, so what happened?

Zhu Zhiyong ignored his father and only thought about visiting again tomorrow to complete the task entrusted to him by Miss Wu.

The next day, Zhou Wu was about to go out for a stroll to digest his food when he saw Zhu Zhiyong squatting at the door.

"Brother Zhu??"

"Brother Zhou, are you getting ready to go out?"

"Yeah, I just finished eating and went out to digest. What are you doing squatting at my door, Brother Zhu?"

"Hehe, I'm looking for you to play. Come on, I'll take you to a nice place."

Since playing games was Zhu Zhiyong's forte, he volunteered when he heard that the other person was going out for a walk.

Xijing Lake is a relatively large inland lake in the capital. Every day, countless talented men and beautiful women would go boating on Xijing Lake. The most famous boats on Xijing Lake are indeed the flower boats.

At this time, Zhu Zhiyong and Zhou Wu chartered a pleasure boat and enjoyed music and scenery on Xijing Lake.

"How's it going, Brother Zhou? Not bad, right?"

An old man was playing an instrument of unknown name, and a young woman was singing. Zhou Wu wasn't really interested in the singing, but he didn't want to disappoint them, so he could only give a perfunctory reply.

"Good."

Zhu Zhiyong was just thinking about how to bring up Miss Wu's matter to Zhou Wu when he heard someone calling him.

"Isn't this Old Zhu? Oh, you've made some friends from the countryside again?"

A larger pleasure boat slowly approached from next door, carrying a group of young men, each with a brightly dressed woman on their arm, who were looking at Zhu Zhiyong with a mocking expression.

"Cockroach~~~"

"Zhu Zhiyong, your mouth still smells awful."

"Compared to you, I'm naturally far inferior."

"Hmph, what, the powerful and wealthy in the capital can't tolerate you, so you can only make friends with these country bumpkins? Hahaha, you're really lowering yourself."

The other person was really foul-mouthed. They had absolutely no connection with Zhou Wu, but this cockroach kept calling him a country bumpkin. Even though Zhou Wu had just arrived, wasn't this discrimination a bit too obvious?

"Who the hell wants to hang out with a bunch of parasites like you? A bunch of trash."

"Hmph, boatman, ram it!"

"Young master, you mustn't!"

"Hit it, and if anything happens, it's on me. Otherwise, I'll smash your wrecked boat."

The honest-looking boatman knew that these sons of officials were not to be trifled with, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ram the other boat.

"You bastard, cockroach, how dare you?"

"Hmph, let's see if I dare."

Zhu Zhiyong couldn't believe it. If the other party really dared to ram him, his little boat would definitely capsize. He couldn't swim.

The boatman struggled to maneuver his oars, trying to escape the impact of the large ship, but it was all in vain if nothing changed.

Just then, Zhou Wu, who had been silent all along, leaped onto the large ship as it approached the small ship. To everyone's surprise, he quickly walked up to the cockroach.

"Crack~~"

The slap was exceptionally loud, and everyone was stunned.

"You country bumpkin, you dare hit me? You—"

"Crack~"

His response was still a slap from Zhou Wu.

"Fine, fine, do you believe I'll kill you?"

"Snapped,"

"Fuck you..."

"Crack~"

"I...."

"Snapped."

"Big brother, big brother, stop hitting him!"

"Snapped."

"I was wrong, please forgive me."

"Crack~"

"I admitted my mistake, why are you still hitting me?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't notice. I'm so sorry."

Zhou Wu genuinely hadn't paid attention to what the other person was saying; his mind was filled with their vicious face, so he didn't care what they were saying. Who knew they would admit their mistake so easily? Shouldn't they have put up a fight?

"Brother, may I ask your surname?"

"Why are you looking for revenge against me first? My name is Zhou Wu, and you're welcome to come find me anytime."

Zhou Wu wasn't afraid of these rich and heartless second-generation heirs. He was an official appointed by the imperial court, and if things got really bad, he was acquainted with the Crown Prince and the Duke of Gu. Generally speaking, apart from the emperor, no one else could really do anything to him.

"No, no, I just want to pay my respects to my elder brother."

To everyone's astonishment, Zhou Wu leaped back onto the small boat.

He successfully put on a show. Luckily, he learned a few tricks from Niu Er back in his hometown. Although he's still a novice, it's enough to impress these second-generation rich kids whose bodies have been hollowed out.

"Damn, Brother Zhou is awesome! You have this skill too. From now on, you're my big brother, Zhu Zhiyong's big brother."

Zhu Zhiyong thought Zhou Wu was a weak scholar, but he didn't expect that the other party was both literate and martial, and he immediately had the urge to acknowledge him as his master.

“Brother, don’t be polite. We’re brothers. If he insults you, he insults me. I will definitely stand up for you.”

Zhou Wu clearly only acted because someone called him a country bumpkin, but now he's being accused of standing up for Zhu Zhiyong...