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"Ahem, that's different!" Wang Fugui argued, "I admire Mr. Bailong because he protected the face of our Confucian scholars in Linjiang County and didn't let that fellow Liu Ruyun ride on the heads of our Confucian scholars in Linjiang County. ! As for Mr. Longxi, he saved the entire Dagan by himself, he is the most worthy of my admiration!"

"Oh, that's how it is." Chu He smiled and didn't say anything more.

Soon, Wang Fugui let himself go. He poured down a whole pot of Qingfeng brewing like drinking water, but he didn't feel drunk at all. Chu He couldn't help admiring watching it.

"Hey! Isn't this Fatty Wang! Why did you come to this high-level poetry meeting?" Just as Chu He and Wang Fugui were having a good conversation, a voice came from behind.

Wang Fugui stopped, turned around and looked at the person who came, and said with an ugly expression: "Wang Bo! This is the most important poetry fair in Linjiang County! Don't go too far!"

Chu He looked over, and saw a young man in a white robe standing in front of them, and behind him stood a few young men with playful faces, with long swords and wine jugs hanging on their waists like Chu He's. Bailong's.

"Excessive? Hahaha, Wang Fugui, you think too highly of yourself, don't you? A person who is not even a Confucian scholar studying at the ninth rank, what qualifications does he have to participate in this youth poetry meeting?" Wang Bo said mockingly.

Ignoring Wang Fugui's gloomy face in front of him, Wang Bo turned his gaze to Chu He again, because his literary cultivation was not as high as Chu He's, so Wang Bo couldn't feel what Chu He was like, so he subconsciously regarded him as someone who had no literary skills. A Taoist scholar.

"Our Linjiang County Youth Poetry Club is the most grand poetry club in Linjiang County, and not all cats and dogs can participate!" Wang Bo's tone was full of condescension.

"Wang Bo, this is a grievance between us! Don't bring other people into it!" Wang Fugui said angrily.

"Oh? It's up to you? Fatty Wang, don't forget, you are not even a small Ninth-rank student! No matter how hard you try, you can't surpass me!" He walked away with a few friends behind him.

"What the hell! It's just a few little scholars, but they are just wearing the same clothes as Mr. Bailong. They really think they are Mr. Bailong!"

"Hahaha……"

A burst of laughter gradually faded away.

Chu He didn't speak either, and turned to look at the silent Wang Fugui.

"I'm sorry, Brother Bai, I didn't expect my family affairs to affect you. I'm really sorry." Wang Fugui apologized to Chu He, and then he was about to turn around and leave. After all, this matter is a bit sorry for Chu He. It's fine here, but suddenly someone came over and scolded him as a cat or a dog, and everyone felt aggrieved by this matter.

"Wait a minute, Brother Fugui!" Chu He called Wang Fugui to a stop.

"Brother Bai, is there anything else? If not, I'll leave, lest those mad dogs bite you again." Wang Fugui turned his head suspiciously.

"I see that Brother Wang looks sad. If you have any troubles, you might as well talk about it." Chu He picked up the wine glass and walked up to Wang Fugui, and handed the wine to him. "Some things may be solved by talking about them." Woolen cloth?"

Looking at the wine glass in front of him and the faint smile on Chu He's face, Wang Fugui was silent for a moment, then took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Oh, brother Bai, you don't know, our family..."

After Wang Fugui complained, Chu He finally understood Wang Fugui's current situation.

It turned out that Wang Fugui's family founded the largest chamber of commerce in Linjiang County, Laowang Chamber of Commerce.

Wang Fugui's grandfather, Wang Jian, started from scratch when he was young and worked hard to establish the Laowang Chamber of Commerce. Later, he gave birth to two sons, Wang Ping'an, Wang Fugui's father, and Wang Kang, He is the father of the former Wang Bo.

It may be because he is not a direct descendant, so Wang Bo's father, Wang Kang, has been fighting with Wang Ping'an since he was a child. He wants to compare with Wang Ping'an in everything. He just wants to prove to Mr. Wang that he is no worse than the big brother.

In the past ten years, Mr. Wang has gradually realized the power of Wen Dao. After decades of hard work, he deeply understands that if there is no scholar in the family, no matter how much wealth he has , It can't change the fact of humble origin.

So Mr. Wang ordered that all the children from the Wang family must study no matter what. Only those who have achieved the most in literature and morals can become the head of the Wang family.

Wang Ping'an and Wang Kang are already middle-aged, and even if they switch to Wen Tao, they will not be able to achieve anything. Therefore, the third generation of the Wang family has become the generation that Mr. Wang places high hopes on.

However, the third generation of the Wang family now only has two males, Wang Fugui and Wang Bo, so the struggle between the third generation of the Wang family is just a struggle between Wang Fugui and Wang Bo.

Wang Fugui inherited his father's mind of being good at business. He likes to focus all his attention on studying business methods and has a very high talent for doing business. However, Wang Kang is different from Wang Fugui. He has some literary talents. After a few years of study, he still managed to achieve some success, barely entering the Ninth Grade Studying Realm.

However, because Wang Fugui was obsessed with research and business, he was not so outstanding in writing.

Therefore, many people believed that among the Wang family disciples of this generation, Wang Bo was likely to be the final winner.

Gradually, young disciples of many families began to get close to Wang Bo under the instruction of adults, and helped him bully and suppress Wang Fugui together.

That's why Wang Fugui was always alone when he came to participate in the youth poetry meeting. Except for a few relatives, no one else wanted to associate with him very much.

"Oh, that's how it is." Chu He nodded and said.

"That, Brother Bai?" Wang Fugui looked at Chu He anxiously.

"Huh? Brother Fugui, do you have any questions?" Chu He turned to look at Wang Fugui.

"We... are... friends, right?" Wang Fugui stammered.

Ever since he was a child, he didn't have many friends around him. Because those princes didn't think highly of him, they kept alienating Wang Fugui.

And one of the reasons why Wang Fugui came to participate in youth poetry this time is to find a few confidants.

Before he saw that Chu He was alone like him, so he went up to talk to him.

Unexpectedly, he was disturbed by Wang Bo's gang of dogs.

Wang Fugui felt that Chu He didn't hate him very much, so he wanted to make friends with Chu He.

He hated the feeling of being alone before, and he had almost no friends except for a few of his closest relatives.