Chu Ke didn't want to mention the old things, and he had already understood that this dead girl really dared to beat him to death.
If you mention the second uncle again, Chu Zhao will continue to beat him in public.
All my face today is lost!
"I won't mention the past." He said hatefully, "Our family has long stopped expecting it. Now I rely on myself to revive the Chu family and wash away the stigma of the Chu family."
Chu Zhao lowered his head and picked up the post that had fallen to the ground because of a fight, and laughed mockingly: "Is this?"
Chu Ke was startled: "Chu Zhao, don't tear it crazy! This is a famous post from the Third Prince."
Although I am happy to see others in trouble, but, well, after all, I am a little girl who praises and admires her. Liang Qiang no longer fans the flames and watches the fun. He coughs lightly: "Miss Chu, the third prince loves books and is crazy. He hates things that are insulting, so don't do anything randomly."
He emphasized his tone on the madness.
The third prince was crazy and went crazy, even scolding the emperor and the crown prince, but the emperor favored his youngest son and did not think it was strange. Everyone in the capital knew that he would never be able to mess with him.
The Liang family's nephews are really smart and agile. Chu Zhao looked at him, sighed and envied, and looked at Chu Ke again, sneered: "Do you think you got the famous post of the Third Prince's Literature Society because of yourself?"
Chu Ke also sneered, and a little arrogant: "Of course, things you learn cannot be stolen."
Chu Zhao sneered: "What talent do you have? You can't compare to me."
This was undoubtedly a public beating him, Chu Ke shouted angrily: "Chu Zhao, if you say nonsense, I can't even compare with you, I'm still a scholar!"
"Okay." Chu Zhao said, "Then let's compare and let everyone see if you are a scholar."
He shook the famous post in his hand.
"Let everyone see, it's up to you to get this post, or to others."
What do other people mean? Is it Chu Ku?
How could it be because of Chu Ku that the third prince gave him a famous letter and looked at him with a different look. Chu Ku, who is so embarrassed by their complaints every day!
Chu Ke jumped up angrily: "By!"
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There were many people around the second floor, but the movement was getting smaller. The people waiting to watch the fun on the first floor were a little anxious.
"Can you fight?"
"Call it quickly!"
The shop guys were rushing upstairs and downstairs, and he was amused and urged everyone to go back and sit down: "There is no fight, it is a dispute between young talents. Now, for the sake of competing, we have to start the competition."
Sure enough, a shop guy went to the second floor with his pen, ink, paper, inkstone, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
What's the point of the competition? It's boring! The people on the first floor scattered.
"I waited for a long time in vain."
"Not fighting!"
"My meals are cold."
The young people sitting in the innermost saw the crowd cursing and came back, laughing and slapped the phoenix-eyed boy's shoulder: "It turns out that you are the wisest."
The phoenix-eyed boy lazily held the wine pot: "Of course, listen to me."
Many people who watched the fun on other floors also dispersed. They spent so much money not to see the two young people, one of which was a competition for women.
"Isn't this a nonsense?" Qi Leyun laughed even more, "Chu Zhao competes with someone? What can she do? The words are written in a crooked manner."
"Yes, I haven't read a few books." A girl sneered, "That time I deliberately wrote a word wrong, and she pretended to be very good at flattering me."
"She doesn't play with us, it's embarrassing to not be in front of us." The girl at the other table said calmly, "It turns out that she's embarrassing to come to the public."
Another girl opened her mouth with a little hesitation for a moment, and said something different from everyone: "Maybe she has worked hard these days, so she took it out to show off."
Others laughed even more when they heard it.
"What skills can she use? What can she learn?" "Learn to hit people."
Listening to everyone's laughter, the girl laughed, but she still muttered, "Maybe she learned the piano?"
She couldn't help but think of the song Chu Zhaoyang went to hum that day.
But that's fine, knowing a song does not mean that you can compare with Chu Ke. Chu Ke has a mediocre talent, but he has been studying for more than ten years.
How could Chu Zhao, who had been in the military camp of the border county for more than ten years, compete with him?
"Look, Mr. Xie San has stood up." A girl suddenly shouted.
Are you leaving?
The girls were busy looking over, and Qi Leyun even stood up. He saw a corner of his robe first, and then a young man walked out from behind the pillars, tied his hair with his hair, and several young people stood up with him, but among these people, he was like a crane, dazzling and dazzling.
The next moment he saluted these people, watched the people leave, and then turned around and sat back again. Several people came from other places, surrounded him instantly and blocked everyone's sight.
Sorrow spread everywhere.
"It's really annoying." Qi Leyun said, but he was happy again, "Fortunately the third young master was not disturbed by Chu Zhao's Hu Wu, otherwise I would have to beat Chu Zhao!"
"How could the third young master pay attention to these mundane things?" another girl said with a smile.
From beginning to end, Mr. Xie San didn't look downstairs.
Everyone no longer paid attention to Chu Zhao's ridiculousness. While chatting in a low voice, they looked at Mr. Xie San. Although they couldn't see it, the breath around them was different when they sat here.
The third floor is quiet and the second floor is a little lively. After all, I sit close to you and I look at the place where Chu Zhao and Chu Ke are from time to time and make a few comments.
Deng Yi had returned to his seat and had not gone there to check it out. All the food ordered by Chu Zhao had been delivered, and he started to eat it with a free expression.
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"I won't bully you either." Chu Zhao sat down and looked at Chu Ke, "If you get the third prince's literary club post, I will compete with you."
Chu Ke sorted out his hair in clothes, but the marks of being beaten on his face could not be eliminated. No matter how you look at it, he no longer had a handsome young man.
"Chu Zhao, I don't know why you are humiliating yourself." He sneered, "Do you want to lose face and stay in the capital, and then go back to the border county with the excuse of crying?"
He slapped his hand on the table.
"I tell you, even if you are embarrassed, you have to stay in the capital. From then on, you will not only embarrass yourself, but also make your father even more embarrassing!"
Chu Zhao didn't get up and beat him up again, and said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, it's not certain who is shameless. Come on, the first game of chess."
The third prince Wangchunyuan Literature Association's entrance examination is chess, calligraphy, and talent.
The shopkeeper of Yaquge brought chess, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were arranged, and new tables were also thoughtful. As long as it was not a fight, such elegant things were very welcome.
Chu Ke looked at the chessboard and still laughed: "To put it, are you more familiar with the sand table?"
Chu Zhao ignored him, reached out to pick up the chess and fell down, and a light sound was heard, and he ran the white first.
Seeing the trick, Chu Ke smiled contemptuously, and it was just plain and obvious that he was a newbie.
Chapter completed!