I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Go to the corner.

Wang Yingjun said anxiously: "Young Master Chu, that grandson of Liu Rufeng must be playing tricks. The sales volume of his broken poetry collection has dropped, so how could it suddenly skyrocket."

"I know." Chu He said calmly.

"Young Master Chu, why are you not in a hurry? This is about two hundred thousand taels of silver."

Wang Yingjun paced back and forth.

"No, I have to get someone to investigate, and I must catch this grandson!"

Said he will go back to arrange.

But Chu He grabbed him: "I bought everything that should be bought, what's the use of you going now? Liu Rufeng is not a fool, can I leave evidence for you?"

"Then we can't watch more than 200,000 taels of silver go away!" Wang Yingjun's face was pained.

He thought he had the chance to win, but he didn't expect that a scholar like Liu Rufeng would play tricks.

"Hey, isn't this Young Master Chu and Young Master Wang? Are you here to see me lose money?"

A disdainful voice came, and Chu He turned his head to look over.

A group of students waving folding fans came over, each smiling like a spring breeze.

After all, I'm going to make money today, and it's definitely not too much to pay 100 to 15, but it's only five days.

Which of them didn't bet two or three hundred taels, and made four or fifty taels in five days. This kind of good thing is definitely rare in a thousand years.

Of course, everything is thanks to these two people in front of me. If they weren't out of their minds, they wouldn't be able to earn so much money.

"Chu He, if you ask me, you should go back early. Where do you have the confidence to think that you can compare with Young Master Liu? You are not worthy to lift the shoes of Young Master Liu!"

The person who opened the mouth was Qian Wu, one of Liu Rufeng's loyal followers, and he had always played the role of the front and back.

In this gamble, he used up all his family property, even mortgaged his wife to others, and directly collected enough 1,000 taels of silver to bet on the gamble.

Just wait for this one to make a fortune today.

"Qian Wu, you!" Wang Yingjun was furious, rolling up his sleeves and going to fight.

Chu He stretched out his hand to grab him, and said calmly: "Fatty, there's no need to get angry with the grasshopper after autumn, they won't be jumping around for long."

"Chu He, who do you think is the grasshopper after autumn!" Qian Wu was furious and kicked Chu He.

Chu He frowned, he didn't do anything because he thought this guy was going to lose his family property.

Unexpectedly, this guy would push himself even further, he really regarded himself as a character.

Chu He didn't spoil him either, he raised his leg and kicked Qian Wu's raised ankle.

Click!

Accompanied by the bone crack, Qian Wu screamed, collapsed on the ground, covered his feet and screamed.

All the students hurriedly surrounded him, only to find that Qian Wu's foot bone was broken by Chu He's kick!

"Chu He, how can you be so cruel to students, do you know that the laws of the Daqian Dynasty stipulate that ordinary people who hurt students will be imprisoned for ten years; those who break their bones will be imprisoned for twenty years."

Immediately, someone stood up and yelled at him, his eyes full of anger.

The rest of the students were also filled with righteous indignation, they had never seen such a bold and reckless person.

Last time at the Golden Autumn Talents Meeting, Chu He dared to slap Guan Ming, but now he broke Qian Wu's bones, and he might kill someone next time.

Such people who wantonly hurt students must not let them go unpunished!

Qian Wu was also lying on the ground, shouting with red eyes: "Chu He, I must go to the prefect to sue you!"

Unexpectedly, Chu He was not afraid at all, instead, he took a step forward and kicked Qian Wu again, causing Qian Wu to tremble in pain.

"Chu He, if you want to rebel!"

All the students looked angrily, they didn't expect that Chu He would dare to commit murder in front of them.

Chu He glanced at them with raised brows, and said with a smile, "I dare not rebel. I, Chu He, am a member of Daqian Dynasty, how dare I say such rebellious words."

Everyone thought that he was going to plead guilty and subdue the law, but he changed the subject.

"The law of the Daqian Dynasty stipulates that ordinary people hurt students, imprison or even behead them, so what should be done if Confucianism cultivators hurt students?"

The students all froze when they heard the words, and stared at Chu He with puzzled expressions.

A scholarly atmosphere suddenly spread, the surprise on their faces turned into astonishment, and jealousy appeared in their eyes.

Surrounded by a majestic literary spirit, Chu He is obviously something that only Confucianism cultivators can do.

This dude, Chu He, has actually become a Confucianism cultivator!

He looked indifferent, "Fatty, according to the laws and regulations of the Daqian Dynasty, Confucianism cultivators beat students, how should the sentence be judged?"

Wang Yingjun understood immediately, took out a bank note from his shirt and slapped it on Qian Wu's broken leg.

Qian Wu cried out in pain.

"The law of the Dagan Dynasty stipulates that Confucianism cultivators will be fined five taels of silver for beating students. This is a ten tael silver ticket, so there is no need to look for it."

Not knowing whether it was from anger or pain, Qian Wu passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

"Fatty, I lost my money, it's still early, let's go play a few games."

Chu He flicked his sleeves and walked towards the center of the casino.

Wang Yingjun followed closely behind, also elated, his face full of arrogance.

No one dared to stop those students. They were just ordinary students who had not entered the realm of Confucianism.

With Wang Yingjun's family wealth, even if all three of their legs were broken, he could afford to pay.

They could only watch Chu He leave in arrogance.

After the two walked away, they began to curse.

"It's an insult to gentleness, how can such a dandy become a Confucianism cultivator!"

"That's right, we've been studying hard for decades, it's unreasonable that this dude who only knows how to fight cocks and walk dogs around brothels can also become a Confucianist cultivator!"

They were filled with righteous indignation, as if they wanted to catch up and tear Chu Hesheng apart.

It seems that Chu He's becoming a Confucianism cultivator is an insult to them, and it is the injustice of the heavens.

"Young Master Liu will be here in a while. Young Master Liu has entered the Ninth-Rank Studying Stage a few months ago. Let's see how Chu He is still jumping around!"

"Yes, when Mr. Liu comes, we must make Chu He look good!"

Everyone agreed, when Chu He lost the silver and was humiliated by Mr. Liu, let's see what face he has in Pingyang City.

Chu He wandered around the casino with Wang Yingjun.

With his bright eyes and night vision, he is like a fish in water in the casino.

Every time I win, it's not much, just thirty or fifty taels at a time, and it's just a joke to pass the time.

But Wang Yingjun was astonished as a man of heaven, he would win every gamble, when did Young Master Chu become so powerful, this is the reincarnation of the God of Gamblers!

Upstairs, a young man with a handsome face watched the two wandering around in the casino, and they would win every bet, so he couldn't help but become curious.

"What's the name of that little guy?"

The manager of the casino at the side hurriedly said: "My lord, that is Chu He, the young master of the Chu family."

"Chu He?" The young man frowned, "Is his father Chu Yunfu?"

"Exactly." The steward replied.

The young man smiled and said, "It's interesting, go and invite them to the attic for a cup of tea."

The steward couldn't help being stunned for a moment, this master actually wanted to invite someone to drink tea, how could such an opportunity fall on two dudes?

Although he was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask, and immediately turned around and went downstairs, leading a few people to rush over.