Chapter 43: Shame on You
The box became eerily quiet.
Everyone was stunned, staring at Lin Chuan who had a calm face, as if they had seen a ghost.
Lin Chuan actually bet on himself to win the first prize in poetry?
A full two thousand taels were pledged as collateral?
"Haha, what a joke! This is the funniest joke I have seen today!" The classmates who knew Lin Chuan's background well laughed so hard that they fell over.
"Lin Chuan can only recognize a few words, and his poems are not even as good as those of a three-year-old child. And you still want to win the first prize in poetry?"
"what a shame!"
"It's a disgrace to the county school and to Master Liu!"
"We, the county school students, are ashamed to associate with this person..."
“…”
His classmates in the county school mocked him mercilessly.
Liu Ziyun's face was livid. He just thought that Lin Chuan made the bet for him, but the result was not...
This made Liu Ziyun feel his face burning, and he stared at Lin Chuan with his small eyes narrowed into a line.
The middle-aged scholar on the other side was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, and commented: "Young people are formidable!"
The other celebrities and businessmen all applauded Lin Chuan's "stupid" behavior. The more Lin Chuan bet, the more they would earn later.
There was even a businessman who thought Lin Chuan was a clueless young man and urged him to bet more...
Lin Chuan sneered without any response. He slapped the two thousand taels of silver on the table, turned around and sat back in his original seat.
Su Xian and he looked at each other and nodded to each other. Everything was said without words.
after a little while.
Finally, Bi'er, the personal maid of Miss Xianzi, came to the box with a stack of poems in her hand.
Swish!
Everyone's eyes fell on Bi'er.
Bier already knew that there was a gambling game in the box . She bowed and glanced at the small wooden table piled with banknotes.
Then he glanced in the direction of Su Xian and Lin Chuan, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.
"Miss Bi'er, who is the best poet?"
"Is it Mr. Liu?"
“…”
Liu Ziyun and the middle-aged celebrity leaned their upper bodies slightly, staring at Bier with their eyes.
Su Xian, Lin Chuan, and everyone present were staring at her. What was about to happen was the most tense and exciting moment.
The title of top poet is very important.
It's not only about face, but also about thousands of taels of silver.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Miss Bier flipped through the pile of poems in her hand, took out one of them and put it on the top, then stared at the wooden table piled with banknotes.
Finally, he smiled and said, "Miss, you know that everyone has started a gambling game. There must be at least 6,000 taels on the table, right?"
"Almost." someone responded.
" The young lady said that since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts, but the young lady has a sharp eye and her poem deserves the title of the best poem." Miss Bier's eyes slowly swept over Su Xian and Lin Chuan.
When everyone saw this scene, they immediately understood.
Miss Bier is so thoughtful that she actually comforted Lin Chuan in advance.
Liu Ziyun and the middle-aged celebrity looked at each other with sharp eyes, both like big roosters holding their heads high.
"After the winner of the poetry competition is announced, someone will suffer heavy losses. Please don't get angry or upset then, after all!"
Miss Bier's voice suddenly rose, and everyone was shocked. "After all, this is the Jade Pavilion, so it's better not to cause trouble here."
Everyone's heart sank.
The forces behind Pinyu Pavilion are powerful, so it is indeed not a good idea to cause trouble here.
The sharpness in Liu Ziyun's and the middle-aged celebrity's eyes also faded a bit.
"Lin Chuan, did you hear that? Don't make a loud noise later." A classmate looked at Lin Chuan with a smile.
He actually laughed at me in front of everyone.
Lin Chuan was too lazy to pay attention. If it were usual, he would definitely not be able to swallow this, but this time... hehehe.
Miss Bier was smiling, her eyes wandering around the room. She first looked at the middle-aged celebrity, paused slightly, and then looked at Liu Ziyun.
His gaze paused slightly, then slid away, finally falling in the direction of Su Xian and Lin Chuan.
Everyone was stunned, not understanding what Miss Bier meant.
Could it be that Lin Chuan won the first prize in poetry?
This is simply impossible!
"The top poet chosen by the young lady herself is Mr. Lin Chuan!" Bier's voice was clear and everyone could hear it clearly.
boom!
Liu Ziyun and the middle-aged scholar seemed to be hit by a club and felt dizzy. They suspected that they did not hear clearly, so they asked, "What did Miss Bi'er say?"
"The top poet is Master Lin Chuan!" Bier repeated with a smile.
I heard it clearly this time.
But... this is impossible.
Swish!
All of a sudden everyone turned their heads and stared at Lin Chuan. Some were stunned, some were angry, some were cold, but most of them were disbelief.
Lin Chuan suppressed his excitement, stood up and bowed, "Thank you, Miss Xiaoxianzi, and thank you, Miss Bier."
Then he took two steps forward, bowed and said, "Thank you very much."
Everyone was stunned again. Why should they thank them?
Soon, everyone understood that since Lin Chuan won the first prize in poetry, the six thousand taels on the table would be his, and these taels belonged to them half a quarter of an hour ago...
For a moment, everyone present felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.
Especially those people who had just mocked Lin Chuan, their faces turned red, as if they had been slapped dozens of times.
The scene was a bit awkward for a moment.
Su Xian sat in his original seat without moving, smiling without saying a word.
Although Lin Chuan stole the limelight this time, he also absorbed all the firepower.
After all, Lin Chuan has a big family behind him, so he is not afraid at all. Maybe he even enjoys it.
And Su Xian was quietly hit by a huge sum of three thousand taels of silver and really made a fortune.
Growing slowly and making a fortune quietly is what Su Xian should do now.
Moreover, Lin Chuan's poem was actually written by him. Lin Chuan's attention is equivalent to Su Xian's attention...
"This is impossible!" Finally, someone questioned.
"Yes, we all know exactly how Lin Chuan performed in the county school. How could his crooked poems be pleasing to the eyes of Miss Zixian? This is impossible!"
“…”
For a time, more than four-fifths of the people were questioning.
Miss Bier was smiling all the time. Holding a manuscript of poetry, she said with a smile, "I knew you wouldn't be able to accept it, so the young lady ordered me to recite Master Lin Chuan's masterpiece in public."
The box fell silent.
Bi'er cleared her throat and said:
"Snow Plum!"
"The plum blossoms and snow are fighting for spring and are unwilling to give in. The poets put down their pens and stop commenting on poems."
“The plum is three points less white than the snow, but the snow is one point less fragrant than the plum.”
"Plum blossoms without snow are not lively, snow without poetry makes people vulgar."
"When the poem is finished at dusk, it snows again, and the plum blossoms add to the spring."
The poem has been finished.
The box was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The middle-aged scholar's eyes suddenly lit up, his expression became very serious, and he stared at Lin Chuan for several times.
The corners of Liu Ziyun's mouth kept twitching, his small eyes narrowed into a line and stared at the smiling Lin Chuan, his hands clenched into fists in his long sleeves.
The county school students in Confucian robes were shocked and stunned. They wanted to refute, saying that it was obvious that Lin Chuan’s poem was nonsense... However, Miss Bier had said it before, and this was the Jade Pin Pavilion.
Even Liu Ziyun didn't dare to act recklessly here.
So the students silently accepted this cruel fact.
The other merchants, celebrities, etc. were dumbfounded. This was undoubtedly a good poem, but why did the group of Confucian students say that? They were misled...
Then, everyone's eyes fell on the table in the middle of the box.
Their banknotes no longer belong to them from now on!
