Chu Ke refused to admit defeat!
What kind of world, what kind of world!
He buried his head on the table and pounded the table with hatred.
"Compare talent, compare talent," he said. "I am busy studying the Shangshu, and I have no time to practice calligraphy, so I am abandoned."
This time, before Chu Zhao could speak, a viewer next to him spoke, and he was holding a piece of the word Chu Zhao had written before.
"Young Master Chu." He said, "I don't think there is any need to compare my talents. Your sister is obviously very proficient in the Shangshu."
He looked at the paper in his hand, chanting a few words, and his eyes were full of praise.
"It is worthy of being taught by Ouyang Shangshu, and Mr. Chu lives up to his reputation."
Chu Ke raised his head, what?
"So, I wrote it very well." Another young man also held a picture and suddenly realized, "It turns out that this sentence should be so solved."
Chu Ke jumped up and said that his father was a famous teacher of Ouyang Shangshu, but Chu Zhao's father was not!
She knows nothing about Shangshu!
"Give it to me!" He snatched it from the young master's hand and looked down.
It turned out that Chu Zhao wrote four characters, which were four short articles by Shangshu.
At the beginning, everyone read the characters. The little girl wrote well. After reading carefully, the small article was also exquisite. Most women read books by knowing the source. They rarely explained in detail in this way - women do not need to rely on reading to establish a world for fame and fortune.
"A master is really a master of scholars, and he is worthy of being a child of a family of poetry and calligraphy." Several older guests also admired.
What kind of poetry and calligraphy family? Chu Zhao was taught by her second uncle, and the second uncle was a reckless man! He is the real child of a poetry and calligraphy family! Chu Ke took away several small articles and read them, and wanted to refute them, but he could not refute a word.
"You!" He stared at Chu Zhao in disbelief, "My father has never taught you, when did you learn it secretly?"
Chu Zhao sneered and sighed softly. She didn't learn it secretly, but was taught by her uncle.
She married Xiao Xun and then became the queen. The country was unstable, and she could not help with anything, and would only drag Xiao Xun down. She wanted to become better and deserved the status of the queen. She practiced all kinds of talents in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. There were many technicians in the palace, and the famous ministers in the court were also satisfied with her humble consultation. My uncle taught her the Secretary of the Shangshu with great care, saying that this was the foundation of the Chu family.
What is the foundation of her life? What she learned was that she failed to please Xiao Xun, she could not be a virtuous queen, and she could not save her life.
Chu Zhao glanced around and noticed that so many people were watching.
It’s not useless. Today, these skills have pleased these men. They no longer think that she is useless and unreasonable, but instead think that she is justified in teaching Chu Ke a lesson.
"Do you think you are the only one who has learned?" Chu Zhao scolded Chu Ke, "No one is more hard than you. After so many people learn, they dare not say that they are better. You are better. You are actually swaying everywhere and have the face to be proud of the famous posts of the Third Prince's Literature Association!"
She took the posts on the table and put them into Ale's basket.
"You can't even compare to me. What qualifications do you have to go to the Third Prince's literary meeting? This post doesn't belong to you anymore."
Chu Ke shouted: "Chu Zhao—I'll fight with you."
The young man was about to rush over, but this time Chu Zhao had no chance to take action, and Chu Ke was stopped by other young people.
"Ake, don't do this." "Young Master Ake, please say something."
If you fight again like this, you will be unreasonable - and you can't beat him. If you get beaten for nothing, you will be embarrassed.
Chu Ke was caught by so many people and could not break free. He was exhausted. For this dead girl, he walked so far away in such a cold weather and suffered so much. He did not shed tears. He was beaten to the death girl in public. He did not shed tears. Now that the pride has been taken away, the young man could no longer hold it back and raised his sleeves to cover his face and started crying.
Chu Zhao ignored Chu Ke who was crying, turned around and left, and Ale followed with a basket.
Everyone made way out, and the girls standing behind were slower and suddenly faced with Chu Zhao. A group of people were a little panicked and wanted to say something that would be less embarrassing, or that they could not be inferior to the momentum-
Qi Leyun pointed at her: "You actually deceived us!"
Chu Zhao actually hid their worries and pretended not to be anything. What did she want to do? Do you want to humiliate them like this?
"It's so despicable!" "It's so cunning!" "Shameless!"
The girls shouted in a low voice, but Chu Zhao ignored it. With the girls' dissatisfaction, Chu Ke's crying sounded, and Shi Shi walked casually.
It sounds ridiculous. When she became the queen, she had never been surrounded by so many people.
When I walked to the stairs, a person was surrounded by people from the third floor.
Chu Zhao subconsciously looked up and saw that it was a young man who was talking to the person behind him, only showing a side face.
This side face is enough, it looks so beautiful. Chu Zhao had only one thought in an instant, bright and elegant way.
Moreover, the young man was surrounded by admiring eyes and bright eyes with cheerful faces. Unlike her, she was crying, scolding, and gaze behind her.
He was stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and falling from the sky, and she was stepping on dead branches and leaves and popping out of the mud and filth.
Thinking of this comparison, Chu Zhao couldn't help laughing.
The young master turned his head at this moment and saw the girl's smile.
At this time, they had already walked very close and could see each other's delicate and smooth cheeks.
Facing the girl's smile, he also smiled slightly, like a flash of cereal blooming at night.
Is this smiling at her? Chu Zhao was stunned for a moment. Is it a misunderstanding? She wasn't saying hello to him, but of course, she should repay such a beauty with enthusiasm.
But before she could even smile, the noise behind her suddenly increased, accompanied by the sound of footsteps of the ringing peaches.
"Thank you, Mr. San!"
"Thank you!"
The girl's door standing behind rushed over instantly and knocked her open. Qi Leyun, who ran the fastest, stepped on her.
This damn girl, Chu Zhao bent her knees and raised her feet. Ale hurriedly supported her and looked ahead. The beautiful young man who was going downstairs was even more submerged and could not see anything. He only saw a group of people huddled on the stairs.
What are you doing? Chu Zhao rubbed his feet and stood up. There are so many people, be careful that the stairs are trampled!
She took Ale in and walked around the stairs to her position.
The location is empty and Deng Yi is gone.
The food on the plate was half moved, and there were two wine pots.
"Miss Chu." The shop clerk stood beside her. When she saw her coming back, she smiled and said hello, "Congratulations on your victory."
Her attitude is much more enthusiastic than before. I still remember what her surname is and can say congratulations. Chu Zhao smiled slightly.
"Mr. Deng has eaten it and said he will leave in advance." The shop's staff said, and asked again, "Miss Chu, do you see what else you want to add? Mr. Deng has a good appetite and has eaten a lot."
Chu Zhao understood what he meant, and was indicating that she had not paid the money for the meal.
Deng Yi did not pay the bill, but that's good. Deng Yi owed her a meal, which was much more cost-effective than she owed Deng Yi.
"Give me a pot of wine, too." She said, happy today, but—not much joy.
The shopkeeper looked at the girl's smiling face with a layer of melancholy, and hurriedly left, so that she would not want to pay to cry.
Chu Zhao leaned against the backrest and breathed lightly.
"Miss, you are so awesome." Ale looked at Chu Zhao with admiration on his face.
Chu Zhao shook his head: "Not powerful. If I am really powerful, I don't have to do this."
She doesn't have to die, she won't be reborn, and she doesn't have to fight with Chu Kebby here.
What's there to be proud of this? Alas.
She looked opposite, Chu Ke was surrounded by her companions, and she was dejected from seeing her previous smugness.
With this lesson, Chu Ke has no shame to go out and avoid being broken. Be content.
Her eyes went down and saw that Qi Leyun's group of girls had followed the young master to the first floor. There were more people in the lobby on the first floor, and everyone surrounded the man.
Who is this person? Is it so popular? Why didn’t she know what Qi Leyun called out before? Thank you, thank you, the third son—
Thanks!
Thank you Mr.!
Chapter completed!