At the end of Youshi, Pingkangfang, Baihua Pavilion, Yaqingju
After Qin Ming and others signed the bet, they did not return to the private room they had agreed to. Instead, they found a table at random and quietly waited for Baihua Pavilion to announce tonight's leader.
As time passed, everyone in the private room gradually became nervous except for Qin Ming, who was still drinking wine.
Cheng Chumo's eyes swept across the faces of everyone in the room. He pulled Qin Ming's sleeve and whispered:
"Brother Ming, are you really sure?"
Qin Ming just smiled slightly when he heard this, picked up the wine glass and said:
"Brother Cheng, don't be nervous, come on, let's keep drinking."
Seeing this, Cheng Chumo had no choice but to pick up his wine glass and clink it with Qin Ming.
Changsun Chong, who was sitting on the throne, saw Cheng Chumo's dejected look and said with a faint smile on his lips:
"Brother Cheng, you and I have known each other for many years. Don't say brother, I won't give you a chance. As long as you toast me a glass of wine in public now, how about we end our bet?"
Cheng Chumo slapped the table hard, pointed at Changsun Chong and said angrily:
"Chang Sun Chong, are you dreaming? Just because you are not worthy of my toast, you are simply wishful thinking."
Xiong Er heard this and also echoed:
"Yes, you are wishful thinking. The toad wants to eat swan meat."
Cheng Chumo heard this and patted Xiong Er on the head and said:
"You idiot, if you can't speak, just don't speak. No one will treat you as a mute."
Xiong Er covered his head with both hands and said aggrievedly:
"Brother, we are on the same side, why are you still engaging in internal strife at this time?"
When Changsun Chong heard what the two said, his face instantly turned ugly. He didn't expect that the Cheng Chumo brothers would not give him any face in front of so many people.
Cui Sanlang saw Changsun Chong's displeasure, so he raised his glass and said to Changsun Chong:
"Master Changsun, since others don't appreciate it, why do you bother to do so? If you ask me, you are so kind-hearted. It's no wonder that some people always like to cause trouble for you."
The students on the side also agreed after hearing this, and soon the whole room was filled with the flattery of those students.
Changsun Chong's mood instantly improved a lot, and then he thought that he was about to get three thousand dollars in vain, which made him feel even better, so he raised his glasses to the students and Gao Xingyi in the room.
While everyone was drinking and drinking, the sound of gongs came from the corridor on the second floor again.
Dang...dang...dang
"Today the leader is out. Later, today's poems will be hung in the corridor on the third floor. Those who are interested can come out and taste them."
Everyone in Yaqing Juli stood up after hearing this. At this moment, Zheng Chuer, wearing a red skirt and a red hairpin, opened the door and walked in with several maids.
When Changsun Chong saw the visitor, he felt his heart beat a little faster. He walked to Zheng Chuer first and said with a smile on his face:
"Ms. Zheng, are you here to invite Chief Wenbi to Xifengyuan?"
Zheng Chuer glanced at Changsun Chong with a strange expression.
She was a little confused about what Changsun Chong was thinking. Since he had found someone to write poems for him, why didn't he choose the best poem and put his own name on it.
The opportunity to meet Luo Yi was missed.
But soon she put on a professional smile, saluted Changsun Chong and said:
"This is natural, I just came to invite you..."
Before Zheng Chuer could finish speaking, Changsun Chong laughed, stepped forward and grabbed Zheng Chuer's arm, saying:
"Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you take me to see Fairy Dance!"
Cheng Chumo sighed silently when he heard this. He patted Qin Ming's shoulder and said:
"Brother Qin, don't take it too seriously. In my eldest brother's heart, you are the well-deserved leader. Come and have a drink."
Hearing this, Xiong Er also raised his glass and said:
"Yes, drink."
Qin Ming glanced at the two of them and said nothing. He picked up his wine glass and clinked it with them.
Zheng Chuer, who was in the middle of the hall, was stunned by Chang Sun Chong's move, and looked at Chang Sun Chong in astonishment.
Changsun Chong saw Zheng Chuer standing still, and an ominous premonition suddenly filled his heart.
The rest of the people were also a little confused when they saw this scene.
Qin Ming was probably the only one present who guessed the cause of the matter. He sat quietly at the table, picked up the wine glass and took another sip, looking at Changsun Chong and his group in the audience with a smile.
After the two were in a stalemate for a while, Changsun Chong hesitated and asked word by word:
"Ms. Zheng, what does this mean? Isn't the leader here?"
Zheng Chuer came back to her senses, looked at Changsun Chong apologetically and said:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Changsun. The leader tonight is Mr. Qin Ming and Qin from Yaqingju. The slave family came here to invite Mr. Qin to move to Xifeng Courtyard. I just don't know who is Mr. Qin Ming and Qin here?"
As soon as Zheng Chuer finished speaking, everyone turned to look at the three people Qin and Ming sitting in the corner of Yaqingju.
Cheng Chumo had a good ear. After Zheng Chuer finished speaking, he patted Qin Ming on the shoulder with excitement and said:
"Brother Ming, look, the eldest brother just said that you are the leader tonight, and it is just as expected, hahaha."
When Qin Ming heard this, he smiled and waved the bet on his hand and said:
"Well, I have to thank Brother Cheng for this, otherwise I would never have the chance to earn these two thousand dollars."
Xiong Er's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he pointed to the tip of his nose and said:
"Brother Ming, I still have some credit for this."
When Qin Ming heard this, he smiled and put the bet in Cheng Chuliang's hand and said:
"Brother, please help me ask for this money. As long as I can get it back, brother will share half of it with you."
Xiong Er was overjoyed when he heard this. He grabbed the bet in Qin Ming's hand and said:
"Brother Ming, don't worry, leave this matter to me, I will definitely handle it beautifully."
While several people were talking, Zheng Chuer had already walked in front of Qin Ming. She had been looking at Qin Ming just now.
Originally, she and Luo Yi read the poem and thought that they could write such an article that could be passed down through the ages. Moreover, the calligrapher claimed that the person in the family was at least middle-aged. They even thought that the other party was an old man. .
But she never expected that the person who wrote "The Story of Ai Lian" would be the handsome young man in front of her.
Zheng Chuer looked at the handsome young man in front of her, with a flash of fluctuation in her eyes. She bowed slightly and saluted Qin Ming and said:
"Nujia, Zheng Chu'er has met Young Master Qin. Congratulations to Young Master Qin for winning the title tonight."
Qin Minggan quickly bowed his hands and said:
"I've met Mrs. Zheng."
Zheng Chuer stood up, smiled slightly at Qin Ming and said:
"I wonder, Mr. Qin, is it convenient to go to Xifeng Courtyard with the slave family now?"
