Chapter 85

Zhao Mingcheng stood up and raised his head. "We can make up two thousand guans and use these two thousand guans to bet on you. If you lose, you will not only lose five thousand guans to us, but also return the IOUs we wrote before."

"Wouldn't Wang lose a lot? I have to pay you two thousand coins and return those things to you. It's pretty good to get it." Wang Yang curled his lips and said disdainfully. Are these self-righteous fools really treating themselves as a foolish rural man?

"Why, it seems that you are not the opponent I am waiting for, so before you win, you are determined to lose first?" Zhao Mingcheng and others laughed maliciously.

At this time, Yihonglou Outside Industry had gathered a large group of people. Whether it was the idle servants, the people who were joining in the fun, or the girls from the surrounding buildings, they all rushed over with gossip on their faces.

"The bets are not equal, why should I bet with you?" Wang Yang curled his lips, looking disapproving. What is important is that those IOUs can be used to slowly kill these young literary men who are so arrogant that they dare to make trouble in Yihonglou.

"I'll participate too!" Just when the atmosphere was obviously wrong, Li Qingzhao, a cute soft girl who had just been regarded as simple as a piece of white paper, jumped out excitedly.

"...Sister, please stop making trouble?" Chen Jie also looked amused and wanted to pull Li Qingzhao back.

"No, by the way, Mr. Wang, you are a lay Buddhist in Wushan, but you have hidden everyone from suffering. I also like to write lyrics, and I have a little reputation in Tokyo Bianliang. So this time, I want to try it and compete with you." Li Qingzhao stood in front of Wang Yang, and the cute rabbit girl was full of fighting spirit at the moment.

Wang Yang looked at the cute and beautiful girl who made her bulging breasts tremble up and down because of her jumping. "Sister, are you interesting like this?" Damn, Zhao Mingcheng's literary youths were about to fight, but this woman jumped out at this time. What the hell is this?

"I just want to take a look. You and I are about the same age. Let's see which of our works is more popular among the world." Li Xiaoniang said with a pure fighting spirit, and clenched her pink fists and waved them hard to increase persuasion.

"Please, this is a war between men, and women are not suitable for mixing them in it. Most of the time, women should be just bystanders of the war, not participants." Although Wang Yang had a headache, he still explained very gentlemanly.

What he didn't expect was that this explanation accidentally aroused the anger of Chen Moumou, an outstanding feminist in the Song Dynasty. "Hey, that person with the surname Wang, you actually said such words. What does it mean? You look down on us women, right?"

The simple beautiful girl also suddenly became angry, clenched her pink fists tightly, and the original fighting spirit in her eyes turned into anger flame. "How can you do this? Prince Wang, I still treat you as a good person."

Wang Yang felt a headache. What the hell is this? "Please, I'm fighting with these eyes-not-opening things. Why are you messing around?"

"What does it mean to make a fuss? You look down on our women. I will bet with you too." Li Qingzhao was so angry that it was too much, too much.

"Yes, aunt, I'll pay two thousand guan, my sister is competing with you." Chen Jie's angrily voice sounded again, and the two thousand guan seemed to be like two copper coins, and he didn't feel sorry for roaring.

"You don't have to take money to bet. If you win, two thousand guan will be yours. If you lose, then you have to apologize to us and take back what you said just now." Chen Jie and Li Qingzhao stood side by side, staring at Wang Yang angrily, as if he was an unforgivable class enemy.

"...Okay, okay, I want to bet, okay, you don't pay for it. If I win, it proves that my words are fine. If I lose, I will apologize to you for what I said before. OK?" Wang Yangbai made a fuss, but seeing these two girls fighting for ideas and he was too lazy to care too much.

"But have you thought about it?" After leaving these two ignorant women, Wang Yang's eyes fell on the group of literary youths. "If you lose, what else can Wang be moved besides the two thousand chunks of gambling money?"

Unfortunately, a group of literary youths looked at each other and didn't know what they could do. Seeing these stupid guys, Wang Yang curled his lips. "So, if you lose, everyone can only wear a lollipop and walk a mile along the riverside with drums and drums. How about it? If you dare to take this financial agreement, then Wang agrees to bet on those IOUs. If you don't want to, then we will only bet on two thousand trump cards."

Upon hearing this news, a group of literary youths subconsciously clamped their chrysanthemums. When they thought that if they were really wearing only a loincloth, they would have to beat drums and drums, even if they were asked to walk on the Bian River, they would be worthy of their reputation.

"He is just a brave and cruel man who is hiding in brothels. Can he really win us? Don't forget that it won't take long before it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Association. The Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Association was a question set by the highly respected ministers in the court. Even if he has any powerful gunman, what can he do?"

"Don't the Li family's little lady also compete with him? Why not let the Li family's little lady come with him for a while so that we can understand whether this person has real materials. In this way, let's..." The prince, who had been ravaged by Wang Yang several times, said incredibly.

"What if you lost? What should I do?" Zhao Mingcheng and others looked at each other for a long time and asked Wang Yang again.

"I lost. I'm going to return those IOUs and compensate you two thousand guan isn't it enough?" Wang Yang said disapprovingly.

"Of course not enough. If you lose, then we want you to kowtow to us one by one to apologize. Do you dare?" Zhao Mingcheng gritted his teeth and said viciously. At this moment, he was not as gentle as a gambler who was anxious.

"Are you sure you really want to bet like this with me?" Wang Yang's sword eyebrows slowly raised, like two sharp blades that were about to be unsheathed.

Standing on the steps, Wang Yang stood proudly, with a rebellious expression, and his gaze was as if he was looking down at all living beings. Zhao Mingcheng and others couldn't help but stagnate.

"Are we still afraid of losing to a guy who serves tea and water in a brothel? If this is the case, what are we going to gain a foothold in front of others?" One of the literary young men saw the gaze that Li Qingzhao cast, and his blood immediately surged and shouted loudly.

This sentence immediately made those arrogant and arrogant literary youths leave their last concerns. Yes, isn’t the other party just a guy who is hanging around in a brothel? Can it be compared with the romantic talented men who have received good education since childhood, studied the Four Books and Five Classics hard, recited poems at the age of seven, and visited brothels at the age of eight?

"Okay, then we'll bet!" Zhao Mingcheng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, raised his head, and shouted sternly like the unyielding fighter.

Seeing these guys full of fighting spirit, Wang Yang smiled confidently. "If you dare to cheat, don't worry, Wang must have a way to let all Tokyo Bianliang know your glorious deeds."

"Okay, I hope that Wang, who is surnamed Wang, will not let us down." Prince Wang played with the folding fan in his hand and smiled gloomyly.
Chapter completed!