After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

"Huh? Why are they shouting?" The audience below the stage had already taken it in and were all curious, wanting Wu Hualing to explain quickly.

Wu Qingzi couldn't hear what they were shouting.

The chaotic crowd surged outwards, pushing Wu Qingzi and her handkerchief away.

She was holding a cloth bag, inside which were writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones that her family had saved up to buy for her. In the blink of an eye, the brush was cut in half by the group of students who were welcoming her.

After breaking the brush, they didn't linger, not even sparing a glance at the woman who was already squatting down, trying to pick up the crushed brush.

"Wow, these people are really despicable! This is equivalent to Wu Qingzi's family's hard-earned money, and they didn't even glance at it!"

"The person being surrounded must be from a prominent family, otherwise how could they be so arrogant and be so popular? Wu Qingzi can only accept her bad luck, after all, she is just a commoner." The people below the stage began to analyze again.

"Hey~ This brother's analysis is very correct. The people who are surrounded by thousands of people are from noble families. They are born into high society, and since they are all handsome, they are naturally sought after by the female students in the academy."

But this had nothing to do with Wu Qingzi. She was never afraid of power. All she knew was that these people had damaged her pen and she wanted them to apologize.

However, her new friend Wu Xi told her that these four people were the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City, whose families had powerful backing, and that she should not provoke them.

It turns out that these four people are the sixth prince of the current dynasty, Nangong Fengyao; the eldest son of the prime minister, Dongfang Shu; the son of the general, Lu Xuanfeng; and the son of the grand tutor, Xu Fenghua. Each of them has a powerful background, and Wu Xi did not want his new friend to offend them, fearing retaliation.

But Wu Qingzi wasn't going to listen to any of that right now, and she stopped them.

The female students around her all watched her with expressions of amusement, while the others assumed she was another woman who had come to express her love to them.

The four young masters of the imperial city thought so too. Just as the sixth prince, who was in the lead, walked past her as if he didn't see her, Wu Qingzi was furious and shouted, "Hey! You stop right there!"

Those around her gasped in shock; no one had ever spoken to the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City like that before.

Not only did the characters in the story gasp, but the people at the scene also gasped, holding their breath for Wu Qingzi.

Perhaps it was because Wu Hualing's storytelling was so vivid and engaging that guests who were about to leave quietly sat back down, while some newcomers couldn't resist finding seats to listen to the storyteller.

At this moment, Wu Hualing was a little thirsty. He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. The people below the stage were unhappy and told him not to drink the tea, as it was a waste of time!

Wu Hualing couldn't help but complain inwardly, "Can't you even stand it for a moment to drink water?"

But the customer is king, so he could only take a sip of tea and put it down before continuing, "Nangong Fengyao actually stopped and looked her up and down with a disdainful gaze. An ordinary person would have been too intimidated to speak by such a look, but Wu Qingzi wasn't afraid. She even faced his gaze and said, 'You trampled my Mao Ying, and you don't even have an apology?'"

Nangong Fengyao simply glanced down at it and asked how much money it would cost. Then he took out a silver note from his pocket and gave it to her. Wu Qingzi was furious and refused to take it. He threw the silver note on the ground and ignored Wu Qingzi. Instead, he turned around and walked back to where he had come from. When he turned to leave, he stepped on the cloth bag again, and the writing brush inside was crushed once more.

Wu Qingzi had never seen such an arrogant man before. She picked up the banknotes and cloth bag from the ground and tore the banknotes to shreds.

He rushed up to them and threw everything at Nangong Fengyao's face.

"That's right, that's how we should do it! These Four Young Masters of the Imperial City are too arrogant!" a man said while cracking sunflower seeds.

"As expected, Wu Qingzi is a woman who refuses to compromise herself! Quite feisty!" The older brother, who had only been listening for a short while, had drunk four pots of tea, and was desperately holding in his pee, chimed in.

"Doesn't anyone care about that silver note?"

"You're actually feeling sorry for it? These are just banknotes from a storybook, not real ones. What can they possibly do to you?!" The white-robed man, who had eaten countless plates of pastries, added insult to injury from the shadows.

The man who was rebuked felt a little wronged; he was just saying it casually.

At this moment, he felt a sense of camaraderie with the brother who had been rebuked by the man in white earlier.

While they were arguing again, Wu Hualing took a sip of tea. At this moment, Nangong Fengyao's handsome face was filled with anger and laughter. "Very good, woman, you have successfully caught my attention!"

"Ahhh, so handsome! So imposing!"

Suddenly, a group of women screamed in the hall. The deafening sound drew everyone's attention.

It turned out that a group of women had entered Chayun and Nei at some point. They were wearing veils and seemed to be just there to sit idly.

Some older women, who had nothing else to do, heard that there was free tea and, tempted by the bargain, eagerly entered the teahouse.

Because there was so little entertainment in ancient times, and people didn't have much money to find amusement, listening to storytelling was the only option because it was cheap!

However, the storytelling today was quite interesting, and several elderly women listened with great interest.

Wu Hualing remained completely unaffected. "Nangong Fengyao's words infuriated Wu Qingzi. She cursed, 'Does having a few stinking coins make you so great?!'"

Nangong Fengyao admired her courage; after all, no woman had ever dared to speak to him like that before.

So he issued a challenge to Wu Qingzi.

If he loses, he will apologize in public; if Wu Qingzi loses, she will have to shout "I'm an idiot!" three times in the street.

This is a very embarrassing thing for the woman.

But Wu Qingzi still agreed.

They decided to hold a pitch-pot competition outside the Fifth Hall five days later.

Wu Qingzi also offended the female students in the academy who liked the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City because of this incident.

In particular, a female student named Xu Xi was madly in love with Nangong Fengyao, one of the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City, and naturally disapproved of Wu Qingzi's behavior.

For the next five days, Wu Qingzi suffered retaliation from these female students. She was constantly bullied in the academy for no reason. Even though she wanted to fight back, there were too many people bullying her, and she was hurt repeatedly.

One day, she was locked in the pawnshop. She screamed until dark, but no one came to her rescue. To make matters worse, someone splashed water all over her from outside. She was both embarrassed and scared.

Because the hall was so dark and quiet, she was the only woman there.

Just when she was in despair, a man walked by under the moonlight.

She heard the noise and shouted loudly. The man seemed to hear her and stopped.

The crowd below erupted in excitement again.

"No way? It's so late at night, could it be a bad guy?!"

"It's very dangerous for a lone man and woman to be alone. Is Wu Qingzi really that unlucky?"

"Wu Qingzi is so pitiful. She offended those young masters from powerful families and was bullied! She must win the pitch-pot game and humiliate Nangong Fengyao!"