After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 12 Xue Wen

The most prosperous Qinglian Restaurant in Chang'an.

It is said that Qinglian layman Li Taibai personally mentioned the name, and a plaque with flying dragons and phoenixes was written on it. The second floor is the private room, and the lobby is bustling with people. I wonder if it is because of Li Taibai's gimmick, many literati often gather here

, talking about articles and poems.

The Spring Examination was approaching, and students and tributes gathered in Chang'an. Students and disciples often relied on aristocratic families and generally looked down on tributes from poor families. The two sides had long-standing grudges. Although they disliked each other, they pretended to be harmonious on the surface.

In the lobby of Qinglian Restaurant, there are many students talking loudly at the moment, holding a pot of the famous Penglaixian. If others pass by, they will definitely hear a few ambitious articles and poems.

Drinking wine and talking about poetry seems to be able to absorb a bit of Li Taibai's talent for embroidering the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

However, several discordant sounds suddenly came from the lobby.

"Xue Wen, you have never wanted to interact with your classmates, so why are you following others to Qinglian Tower now?"

"Xue Wen, have you forgotten what you said before about not collaborating with people like us? Why are you still here with Brother Pei?"

"What are you talking about? Xue Wen just regarded Brother Pei as a close friend, so he was willing to follow him. But he didn't expect that Brother Pei was just playing tricks on him, hahaha——"

At the table next to the door in the lobby, several Confucian-looking students were laughing together. Opposite them, the man who was being ridiculed had a sullen face, but his back was as straight as a green bamboo, supporting the literati.

Character.

"Xue Wen, why don't you say anything? Don't you usually like to talk about poetry and essays with Brother Pei, saying, 'Even a poor scholar has the ability of a swan'?"

The one who spoke was the person who provoked him in the first place.

Xue Wen clenched his fists so hard that they were shaking. He ignored the provocations of others and turned around to leave, but was blocked by others.

"Xue Wen, since you are here, why don't you have a few words with your classmates? You usually don't like to be in the limelight in front of your husband. How about you write a poem, praise us, and then let you go?"

Xue Wen was blocked in the road. He raised his head. His still young appearance could already give a glimpse of the surprise in the future. Just like his character, which was as tall as a pine and a bamboo, he looked cold and aloof, making people feel...

The flowers of the high mountains must not be desecrated.

"Get out of the way." Xue Wen clenched his fists, suppressing the anger and embarrassment in his heart at being played, and said coldly.

The student who blocked the road laughed and said, "Xue Wen, how about your talents, have you eaten them up in the dog's belly? Two words are not considered poetry."

I made it clear that I didn't want to let him go easily, and I would not let him go until he wrote a poem.

Xue Wen confronted him silently, and then, under the unkind eyes of everyone, he took two steps back.

"A rat has teeth, but a man has no teeth. If a man has no teeth, why wait until he dies!"

As soon as Xue Wen finished speaking, the expressions of several troublesome students changed. They all heard that Xue Wen was scolding them for being shameless and shameless.

The student blocking the road at the front clenched and unclenched his fists and said, "Xue Wen, this is "Poetry", not a poem written by you."

"If you can't write a poem today, don't even think about leaving."

"You are so hypocritical, why should I actually write a poem?" Xue Wen said with a cold face, "There is no need for me to write a poem. Thousands of sages have already scolded me for it."

After he finished speaking, his body tensed up, obviously ready to resist.

Just as he expected, the man at the front really showed his fists, and the students behind him looked at him, and with one glance, they all jumped up.

Xue Wen, who was in the center of the encirclement, had a stern look in his eyes and ducked to one side. However, in the end, he was unable to defeat the four hands with his fists. Even though he tried his best to resist, he was crushed to the ground.

Amidst the chaos, a young man in black clothes walked to the front silently.

"stop!"

A shout filled with inner strength and full of energy rang in the ears of the students who were huddled together, like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears. Suddenly, they all stopped and looked at the person coming.

Thirteen ignored them and looked at Xue Wen, the one in the middle who sneaked in and punched several people while everyone was still.

"Mr. Xue, my master has invited you."

Several students originally didn't want to let him go, but Thirteen's eyes were so frightening, as if they were being destroyed by the cold wind, that made several of them dare not move like quails.

Xue Wen stood up and stepped on the feet of the person who blocked his way in the first place and walked to Thirteen.

The man shouted in pain and was about to have an attack. However, under Thirteen's ice-like eyes, he did not dare to make any move.

Inside the private room of "Flower Room Collection".

Wang Yinchuan was slowly brewing tea, and the tea was fragrant. Thirteen pushed the door open and said, "Madam, this is Mr. Xue."

Wang Yinchuan raised his eyes and looked at Xue Wen, who had a bruised nose and swollen face.

"Young Master Xue, please sit down."

Xue Wen looked wary and said, "May I ask who the lady is?"

Wang Yinchuan tilted his head and looked at the young man with interest, "I'm just a passerby. Don't you scholars the most admire the friendship between gentlemen as gentle as water? Why does Young Master Xue need to study my identity in detail?"

When Xue Wen heard this, his expression softened a lot, and the thorns all over his body like a hedgehog retracted.

But he did not sit down and said, "Xue understands Madam's kindness, but there are differences between men and women. It would be better for me not to sit at the same table with Madam."

Wang Yinchuan suddenly felt funny, "You can't tell, Young Master Xue is quite old-fashioned at such a young age."

She called Thirteen, "Give a banquet to Young Master Xue."

Soon, Xue Wen sat under her. Wang Yinchuan poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Xue Wen, "Try the new chrysanthemum tea that came today to reduce the heat."

Xue Wen took the cup of tea with both hands, took a sip, and then put down the tea cup, "It's good tea, but Xue won't be rewarded for his merits. I don't know what your wife means by coming to me?"

Wang Yinchuan tilted his head and said nonchalantly, "Why? I saw an uneven road and just came to the rescue for Mr. Xue."

Xue Wen was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and bowed, "Xue thanked Madam."

"Xue never likes to be in debt to others. If Madam has anything to do, Xue will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Wang Yinchuan raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then said, "If there is something really wrong, there is indeed one now."

Xue Wen held his breath and concentrated, making a posture of listening carefully.

Wang Yinchuan stood up and said, "Then I want you to be on the gold list and win the first prize in the Toad Palace in next year's exam."

Xue Wen's eyes widened slightly, his face full of disbelief. No one had ever asked him to do anything other than get good grades in the exam. The shock made him speechless for a moment. Before he could say anything, Wang Yinchuan had already walked to the door.

She smiled, turned around and said, "I also ask Young Master Xue to fulfill his promise."

Turning around, he opened the door and walked out. Xue Wen unconsciously stretched out his hand, but said nothing.

(End of chapter)