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Chapter 81

Naturally, Su Wen did not dare to respond tit-for-tat to Nangong's sarcasm. After Nangong finished his treacherous words, he also learned what happened next from Yan Duo's account.

Yan Duo left less than half an hour before taking Nangong back to the scene.

But by that time, the battle between the debt collector ghost and the three lizards had long been settled. The three lizards fled and the girl was nowhere to be found.

Su Wen's injuries were simply treated, and there was even a small extraordinary item beside him, which could drive away snakes and insects in a short period of time and deter the wild beasts in the mountains and forests.

The girl also left a letter, saying that she would not cause trouble in Jiangnan Province. At this point, the matter came to an end.

This is not a sign of weakness, but because her promotion ceremony has come to an end, there is no need to work hard anymore, and the internal factory can no longer worry about her.

From the girl's point of view, the natural kindness reminds the internal factory that she can sit back and relax from now on.

But in Nangong's view, this debt collector grabbed his bun and slapped him hard in the face. This was a provocation and a mockery of his incompetence.

But...he really couldn't find the girl's whereabouts.

He used all means to track down the whereabouts of the girl, including using a forbidden object that he was unwilling to touch at all, and paid an unspeakable price, but in the end he still did not get the desired result - he only found the girl chasing the lizard.

The second battlefield of the three songs.

In that new battlefield, Nangong found a head of Lizu Sanshou.

That's right, Lizard Sanshou was killed by a debt collector. Although only one head was found at the scene, Lizard Sanshou's spirituality has been robbed. It is impossible for Lizard Sanshou to still be alive. Even if he is alive, it is no longer a sequence.

The five great demons were stripped of their bloodline power... Ordinary little lizards no longer have the power to hurt people, and they can no longer become extraordinary.

Nangong spared no expense to treat Su Wen's injuries - although the girl had already treated Su Wen's serious injuries, after Nangong's treatment, Su Wen's displaced internal organs quickly returned to normal.

Su Wen was sent back to Qingshan Academy.

But Qian Haoran was still dissatisfied and became furious.

The Peach Blossom Banquet was about to take place, and Su Wen was his front man. For several months, he tried his best to keep a low profile and asked his disciples to keep their mouths shut. He did not deliberately promote Su Wen's poems, just to make Su Wen famous at the Peach Blossom Banquet.

It shines brightly and blinds the eyes of scholars from other colleges and schools.

But Su Wen, who he planned to use to blind those old guys and embellish the glory of Qingshan Academy, was seriously injured at this time and was sent back to the academy unconscious... What should he do?

If you miss this opportunity, it will be very difficult for this proud disciple to attract the world's attention!

The Peach Blossom Banquet...he only does it once in thirty years. If nothing unexpected happens, the next time will be either thirty years later or when he becomes a sub-sage - maybe it will take more than thirty years. How can Su Wen still use him then?

Once he became famous, he would already be famous all over the world. Without him as a cheap master, nothing would happen!

This is the reason for his anger!

Nangong knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to fight back, so he received a beating in vain.

After that, Qian Haoran took Nangong to heal Su Wen's injuries. All kinds of rare materials in the inner factory and academy were turned into various medicines for eating, drinking, and bathing. He forcibly piled up Su Wen, a guy of rank one.

With a physique that only Sequence 2 and Sequence 3 could possess, Qian Haoran let Nangong go with satisfaction.

In Nangong's words, when Su Wen was injured at work, the factory had to pay a fortune to settle the dispute. It was a huge loss.

Of course, since the inner factory has sunk such a cost on Su Wen, it is naturally impossible to let Su Wen go, and will only tie him deeper. Therefore, Qian Haoran proposed to let Su Wen leave the inner factory, and it would be impossible for Nangong to bite him to death.

Even if Qian Haoran beat him to death, it would be impossible.

Naturally, it is impossible for Qian Haoran to kill Nangong. If he is serious about it, Nangong may not be Qian Haoran's opponent. Qian Haoran is a scholar after all, but Nangong was killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Who would fight for his life?

Winning is hard to say.

"Mr. Qian... so strong?!"

Su Wen was surprised to hear that Nangong suffered "a little" loss in the battle with Qian Haoran.

Nangong stared and said, "Huh! What's that poor guy's ability to do? He just knows how to pull his beard and hair... I see that he's getting older, so let him go. Otherwise, what will I do if he falls to the ground and blackmails me?"

In fact, the two are about the same age, but Qian Haoran has a long beard, while Nangong has a short beard, and looks a little younger than Qian Haoran.

"Come on……"

Yan Duo shook his head and sighed: "Big stall, Chief Qian Shan clearly immobilized you. You couldn't move, so your face was swollen."

The Yan family and the Liu family were family friends, and Nangong was two generations older than Yan Duo. Although Yan Duo respected Nangong, she didn't have many concerns.

Especially in private scenes, Yan Duo's relationship with Nangong was even easier than with Liu Sandao.

"...Hmph, how can we call this dispute between scholars a fight? Hey, who are you helping, girl?"

Nangong considered himself a scholar at this time and glanced at Yan Duo with disdain: "When that old fool in your family forced you to marry that little bastard from the Zongheng family, I shouldn't have spoken out for justice..."

And such gossip!

Su Wen silently picked up the tea, pricked up his ears, said nothing, and prepared to continue listening to the gossip about Yan Duo.

Yan Duo became sulky, sneered and ignored it.

Nangong continued: "This Peach Blossom Banquet... people from the Strategist Family should also come, and that little bastard... should also come. When the time comes, there will be a good show to watch..."

"Hmph! If he dares to pester me, see if I don't break his three legs!"

Yan Duo sneered and said.

Listening to Yan Duo's cold words, Su Wen felt a little chill in his heart, so he quickly drank a sip of hot tea to calm down his shock.



"As long as you're okay."

After Nangong and Yan Duo left, Qingbai came over and asked Su Wen to go to Qian Haoran's monastery.

Seeing Su Wen's energetic appearance, Qian Haoran's face glowed with relief.

"Mr. Duo Lao is concerned about you. The students are strong, so there is no need to use precious medicinal materials..."

Su Wen's heart was heavy and moved. He knew very well that in order to treat his injuries, Qian Haoran used many secret medicines that had been collected by the academy for many years and were priceless.

"Some trivial matters... It's rare for that guy Nangong to come over and let me kill him with a knife. How can I let him go so easily... The academy actually doesn't produce much."

Qian Haoran stroked his long beard and was very proud of his deception of Nangong. He took Su Wen's hand and looked up and down for a while, confirming that Su Wen had no hidden injuries, and then nodded with satisfaction: "That's good...

The Peach Blossom Banquet will be held the night after tomorrow. You can go back and write a few articles, maybe they will come in handy..."

Without waiting for Su Wen to speak, he waved his hand, signaling Su Wen to leave quickly.

But Qingbai spoke more carefully on the way to send Su Wen back.

Qian Haoran forbade Qingshan Academy from taking the initiative to promote Su Wen's reputation, but on the invitation for the Peach Blossom Banquet, he attached a whole song of "Peach Blossom Pavilion Song", making it clear that it was written by a student, and asked the guests to bring young people with them.

Talents, let young people communicate more. In this way, all the scholars who received the invitation will know that Qian Haoran is showing off his younger students.

Naturally, these old school masters would be angry, so they would surely cheer up and ask the younger generation to concentrate on preparing poems and essays, and make a splash at the Peach Blossom Banquet, and slap Qian Haoran in the face.

"Sir... it's really... it's really..."

Hearing this, Su Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Pushing him into a pit of fire was just a matter of not reminding him from the beginning to the end, and it was all done lightly when it came to the end. Qian Haoran's confidence in him was too much.

If Qingbai hadn't reminded him, Su Wen would have fallen into the pit.

"Junior brother, don't put too much pressure on yourself..." Qingbai's smile was as warm as the breeze: "I wonder if junior brother has a clue now, senior brother can help you sharpen your ink..."

"..."

Who are the people in Qingshan Academy!

From Qian Haoran to Qingbai, this kind of humble gentleman thinks about his name all day long!

The distance from Qian Haoran's monastery to Su Wen's hut was only a little more than two miles. Qingbai asked him four times if he had any ideas about the poetry of the Peach Blossom Banquet.

What ideas can Su Wen have!

Even if there is, he doesn't want to say it. Red sleeves add fragrance, and grinding ink with bare hands is the enjoyment of literati and poets. But a mighty man with a stubble is grinding ink aside and shouting to his junior brother that his writing is great? This is not

too disgusting!

Finally Qingbai sighed and left.

He also lamented in his heart that it was too difficult to come up with a name!

Before leaving, he did not forget to say to Su Wen: "Junior brother, if you think of any famous articles, you must add a few words. Senior brother is here..."

Su Wen nodded in agreement, but Qing Bai didn't seem to believe it. Finally, Su Wen gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, how about I write you a note?"

"That's not necessary..."

After all, Qingbai was an honest gentleman. After receiving such a solemn guarantee from Su Wen, he waved his hand and said there was no need and left with satisfaction.

"...all the gentlemen in the academy have this kind of virtue?"

Taoyao poked her head out from the fence and looked at Qingbai's retreating back with a look of surprise on her face.

"Uh... most of the time, it's normal."

Su Wen said with some embarrassment: "It's normal to sit around and talk about Taoism, but when it comes to poetry, everything becomes... a bit inexplicable."

He let out a long sigh.

In fact, he can understand it.

This world is a world of classics and classics, and there are also poems and essays. However, ancient classical books such as "The Book of Songs" are either mediocre in terms of vocabulary and difficult to arouse literary style, and are not widely circulated.

There are only a dozen or twenty poems that can arouse literary sentiment in a year.

People like Su Wen are completely outliers.

But Su Wen knew that he stood on the shoulders of countless predecessors and used their talents to decorate his own literary name. He was really ashamed.

"Are you going to write poetry again?"

Taoyao also seemed to be quite interested.

"Really? Come on, hurry up, I'll grind the ink for you! Just write a couple of poems for me by the way!"

Taoyao's tone was full of happiness.

ps: One update was interrupted during the National Day... This is to make up for it. I will try my best and see if I can collect some interest tonight.


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