kvmb Chapter 111
Chapter 111
"Who are you?
Where is Cui Mingan? "
Su Jing asked casually as if holding the young lady who had a rabbit in one hand and a wild goose in the other.
The younger generation with five surnames and seven wangs is indeed the best among their peers.
It's a pity that he, Su Jing, is not the same age as him.
Under this simple, honest and handsome skin, there is an interesting soul who has been edified by politics for a long time.
"My son is Cui Jue!
Su Jing!
You call your ancestors by their names like this, but you don't like my Qinghe Cui family? "
Seeing Su Jing being so dismissive, Cui Jue immediately frowned.
Su Jing smiled slightly, nodded and replied: "Congratulations on your successful answer, my lord really doesn't like the Cui family.
Not only that, I don't like any lords from aristocratic families.
In the heart of my lord, only Your Majesty, the founder of the country, and thousands of people are the indispensable people in my Tang Dynasty.
The leeches that cling to the common people like you are nothing more than moths in the Tang Dynasty. "
"well said!
If my Great Tang were all good officials like the Lord Sir, how could the people like me be oppressed by the aristocratic family! "
"yes!
If they are all like the lord, why did the little old man sell his sons and daughters just to save their lives! "
"that is.
Last month, the young lady of the Zhu family was favored by the young master of the Cui family, what a miserable end she had.
That unrepentant death..."
"Brother, be careful with your words, be careful with your words.
That young master of the Cui family is the son of the county magistrate. "
"Thank you for your advice, brother, my little brother almost got into a catastrophe."
"..."
A rumbling sound rang out.
There was a sudden noise around Cheng Chumo.
Seeing this, Su Jing quietly gave Xiong Da a thumbs up, led Yan Lingbin and strode forward.
He sneaked out of the house today to play in his busy schedule, but he didn't want to be spoiled by such villains.
"stop!"
Su Jing didn't pursue it, but Cui Jue didn't intend to let it go.
As the number one family in the world, the face of the Cui family cannot be trampled on by others.
"Su Jing, I heard that you call yourself Li Bai, the Immortal of Poetry.
Today is the Shangyuan Festival, how dare you compete with me. "
"Hehe~"
Su Jing laughed lightly, and cast a contemptuous glance at Cui Jue.
If what he expected is correct, Cui Jue's poems today were definitely not made by him alone.
It's a pity that although the Cui family has a lot of talents, no one can compete with the dragon in the poem.
"Why does my lord want to compete with unknown pawns like you?
What's the benefit of winning or losing to me? "
Su Jing raised the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly.
Cui Jue suddenly felt angry.
Gritting his teeth and thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you want to bet with me?"
"Haha~
It seems that you are not too stupid! "
Su Jing joked casually, and said with a smile: "Your Cui family claims to be the most aristocratic family in the world, so the wealth of the Wanguan family must be ignored.
If you lose today, my lord will only take ten thousand guan coins.
If you win, my lord personally presents the concocting method of Xianhoulu.
What do you think? "
"Is this true?"
Cui Jue was short of breath and blushed.
Su Jing's mind was agitated, and he felt countless small coins flying towards him.
The originally broken heart also glowed with endless brilliance in an instant.
"My lord never loses his word.
If you agree, how about you and I immediately make a written statement? "
"it is good!"
The crowd dispersed suddenly, and Cui Minquan strode forward with three or five elders.
"The old man agrees for the Cui family.
If you win this time, the old man will immediately send someone to offer ten thousand copper coins. "
"Why don't you pay after my Lord returns to Chang'an?"
Su Jing rubbed his hands and asked tentatively.
Transporting tens of tons of copper coins to travel thousands of miles is really free of charge!
He felt a tiny crack in his radiant heart.
Seeing Su Jing's greedy appearance, Cui Minquan unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.
"The old man complied with such trivial matters."
"it is good!
That being the case, let's get started.
Who will come first? "
Su Jing waved vigorously.
Cui Minquan raised his hand and summoned several attendants, who carried a long table and placed it in the middle of the street.
"You and Jue'er each compose a poem, and whoever wins or loses will be judged by you gentlemen.
What did Viscount Su think? "
Su Jing stared at the five old men, thought for a while and nodded, "Okay!"
The people around were in an uproar when they heard the words, they didn't expect that Su Jing would really bet against the Cui family.
That's a millionaire family fortune!
"Who is this person?
Want to gamble with Mr. Cui? "
"I heard it's the Sir from the capital.
But Mr. Cui is the No.1 poem of the Cui family, and he has the guts to bet against Mr. Cui! "
"is not that right.
Isn't he looking for his own death?
After today, the lord from the capital might be begging along the street.
Hahaha~"
"Shh!
Silence!
Make trouble in a low voice. "
"..."
Under the deliberate guidance of the servants of the Cui family, the news of Su Jing's fight with Cui Jue quickly spread throughout the city.
Countless young men and women who were looking forward to meeting under the moon all came here.
After mother Su heard the news, she also accompanied Su Yong and others to come quietly.
Seeing this, Cui Jue waved his sleeve robe, walked confidently to the long table and stood still.
There was a sudden silence on the street, and everyone was full of anticipation, waiting for the masterpiece to be released.
"Min'er, I still have some gold and silver jewelry for my mother, you can hand them to Jing'er for my mother later."
The old lady said slightly distressed.
Mother Su shook her head and chuckled, and said in a low voice, "Mother, you don't have to worry, just watch first."
"Ok?"
The old lady was puzzled, and asked quietly: "Then Cui Jue is well-known in Jizhou, and his poetry is the No. 1 in Jizhou.
Jing Er is facing him, do you really think Jing Er can win? "
"Hehe~"
Su's mother chuckled disdainfully, and whispered in her ear: "Mother, my daughter has seen Jing Er's poems.
All the princes in the DPRK appreciated him greatly, and even His Royal Highness the Princess Chang learned to write poems and lyrics from Jing Er.
Cui Jue is only No. 1 in Jizhou, so how can he be compared with Jing Er, the number one talent in the world. "
"You, you!
Still so weird. "
The old lady happily nodded Su Mu's forehead, and looked expectantly at Su Jing in the field.
She knew that Su Jing was not born to Su's mother, but she still treated Su Jing as her own grandson.
……
Su Jing glanced at Cui Jue, who was already writing a poem, and walked to the table holding Yan Lingbin's little hand.
He raised his hand affectionately and brushed the hair next to her ear, and said softly: "I read, you write.
How about this eternally fragrant poem as a token of love between you and me? "
"Since it is a token of love, why do you want the slave to do it?"
Yan Lingbin bowed his head aggrieved, but there was a hint of joy in his words.
Su Jing scratched his head, and whispered in his ear, "My handwriting is ugly, I'm afraid of shame!"
"Pfft~"
Yan Lingbin sneered.
Cui Jue was furious.
The two flirted so blatantly, obviously they didn't take him seriously.
As the No. 1 poem in Jizhou, he has never been under such contempt.
It's just that the two of them are in a time of deep affection, but no one cares about his feelings.
I saw Yan Lingbin raising his hand, flicking his sleeves, grinding the ink, and picking up the brush. A set of movements was done in one go, showing the beauty of tenderness and elegance, which made the hearts of the onlookers tremble.
Su Jing smiled knowingly when he saw it.
Raising his hand to fiddle with the young lady's delicate face, he raised his head and put on a standard posture of pretending to be 13.
""Sapphire Case·Yuanxi"
Dongfeng night flowers and thousands of trees.
It blows down and the stars are like rain.
BMW engraves the car and the road is full of fragrance.
The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night..."
"Wow~"
The onlookers were shocked.
Cui Jue shook his hand even more.
Everyone had just experienced the peerless beauty of thousands of fireworks blooming in the sky, and at this moment they heard the words handed down from ancient times that Su Jing complemented each other.
This majestic opening sentence instantly brings people into the prosperous world of "suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom".
The people of the Tang Dynasty, separated by more than a thousand years, finally understood what it means to kneel on the night of Yuan Xi in the first year of Zhenguan.