My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 150

[Chapter 150 Is it long and wide? (First update)]

Looking at Jing Zhe’s shameless attitude, Emperor An was quite moved.

“He’s really better than his master! If Wenmao had your shame, he would have been a different person back then!”

“…”

This must be a compliment to me, right?

In the side hall, when Su Mochen heard that Emperor An’s evaluation of Jing Zhe was exactly the same as hers, he couldn’t hold it back and burst out laughing.

In the main hall, Emperor An and Jing Zhe seemed to be aware of it.

Guizhi next to her pulled her, and Su Mochen quickly covered her mouth and continued to eavesdrop.

Because it was royal business, Emperor An asked Jing Zhe some questions about making spirits. When he heard that the method of making spirits was his own idea, Emperor An was even more surprised.

It is really rare to think that a person is not only proficient in poetry, but also understands these strange and obscene techniques.

At the end of the conversation, An Dicai said seriously: “This time at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, your biggest opponent is not Song Jimao.”

“Oh? Is it possible that in Jingzhou City, there are people who are more talented than the great scholar of Song Dynasty – of course, Except for me.”

Emperor An was choked by Jing Zhe’s frank and humble attitude, and then said, “The third prince of Southern Qi, Qi Junguang!”

“Oh, him.”

Jing Zhe nodded, “I haven’t heard of him. “

…”

Another sneer came from the side hall, and then disappeared. Emperor An was thoughtful.

Next, Emperor An told Jing Zhe about Qi Junguang’s power. In fact, Jing Zhe didn’t take it to heart. He just looked a little embarrassed and said, “Your Majesty, I thought that as long as I could defeat the great talent of Song Dynasty, it would be fine. How could I know The third prince of Southern Qi appears again. The odds of winning are no longer guaranteed!”

Emperor An waved his hand, “No matter what, I promise you that as long as you win, I will take the Zhangjia Winery from the Crown Prince of Jin. Come and return it to the Zhang family!”

“Well, since your majesty is so sincere, the grassroots can only win him with difficulty!”

“You can’t do it with difficulty, you must guarantee it!”

Emperor An sighed, “Because this is not only a matter of fact. Guan Anguo’s majesty is also related to Mo Chen’s happiness!

“Hey, why is it related to the princess?”

Jing Zhe became interested when he heard Su Mochen.

“Because I made a bet with the third prince of Southern Qi. If he can win the first place in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, Mo Chen will marry him!”

For some reason, I felt very uncomfortable when I heard that the third prince of Southern Qi was going to marry Su Mochen.

“It’s like a toad wants to eat swan meat!”

“What did you say?”

“I mean, why didn’t Your Majesty tell you about the bet earlier? If I had known that it was related to the happiness of Her Royal Highness, even if I didn’t have the gold medal and wine shop, , I will definitely agree!”

Jing Zhe said solemnly.

“Oh? Why? Do you care so much about Mo Chen?”

“…”

Jing Zhe was stunned, a little nervous, trying to find a perfect answer.

Therefore, the main hall and the side hall were extremely quiet next, and the people in the side hall were even more nervous than the people in the main hall.

“Of course I care!”

An Di’s smile gradually solidified: This guy and Mo Chen are really not that simple!

When Su Mochen in the side hall heard this, his head buzzed, and he almost fainted if it weren’t for the support of Guizhi.

“Your Highness Mo Chen is the Princess of Anguo. Let alone me, if I pick anyone up on the street, I care about Your Highness!”

This answer pulled Jing Zhe out of the pit.

An Di’s expression softened a lot, thinking that you would be able to tell.

“This bastard!”

Su Mochen pushed Guizhi away, stared at the figure in the hall, and cursed through gritted teeth.

Emperor An changed the subject and said with a smile: “But as you just said, the matter of the gold medal and the winery -“

“It’s getting late, Your Majesty should be tired, so the common people won’t bother you! Wait until I get it. The first place in the Poetry Club, come and take the Zhangjia Winery with Your Majesty. Your Majesty, take leave!”

Jing Zhe knelt down and left immediately.

…

Antika swallowed back the words he spoke with his slightly opened mouth, stared at his back, and laughed dumbly.

This guy is interesting!

Then he stood up and said, “Come out!”

Su Mochen, who was hiding in the side hall, walked out.

“Father, you were deceived by him!”

“He loves to join in the fun so much. Even if you don’t agree to his conditions, he will still get the first place in the poetry club!”

“And he is obviously doing it to sell liquor, and he deliberately does it badly. , He’s just a big liar!”

An Di looked at Su Mochen’s excited chatter and asked with a smile: “You know him so well?”

“Of course -“

Halfway through, his face turned red and he said coquettishly: ” Father!”

An Dihun didn’t care, laughed, and asked: “Mo Chen, did you know for a long time that he would participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition and would definitely win, so you made me make a bet with the third prince of Southern Qi?”

Su Mochen was red He nodded with a smile on his face, and then told him how he met Jing Zhe in Chun Shui Tower, watched him write Chun Shui poems, and a series of anecdotes later on.

Of course, she excluded some of the private scenes between the two of them. After listening to this, Emperor An held his chin and asked, “So, you have long wanted him to come to Jingzhou to assist me?”

He put away the shyness on his face .

, Su Mochen nodded and said sternly: “Those people that my father recruited from the poetry meeting before did not have any ability except for writing some poems.

But he is different. Compared with poetry talent, no one can compare with him. , and other skills, such as midsummer cold ice, toilet water, spirits and other weird things. The most important thing is that he does not have the worldliness of ordinary people, and there is no need to worry about him colluding with some people. “

An Di couldn’t think of it !

Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment by being praised so highly by Su Mochen, and then said happily: “If it’s really what you said, I’m really looking forward to it! And he is still the descendant of the Jing family, so if he can help me, it will be a kind of inheritance.” !”

Suddenly he thought of something again and laughed loudly.

“And the most important thing is that if we can use him as a link to connect all his sisters together, it will indeed be my greatest help!”

…

People feel refreshed when happy events happen.

Seeing Jing Zhe coming out of the meeting hall jumping up and down like a monkey, Sui Shouren, who was waiting outside, immediately greeted him with a smile.

“Master A Kun…”

“General Sui, we are all our own people. From now on, just call me Jing Zhe. As for Master A Kun, please don’t call me Mr. A Kun again!” With

the gold medal in hand, there is no need to hide his identity. As for A Kun, This title still sounds very shameful.

“Well, Young Master Jing, seeing that you are so happy, is everything going well?”

Emperor An summoned many ordinary people, but not many of them alone, and the meeting with Emperor An ended so easily. After so many years, Sui Shou Ren also only met Jing Zhe.

This further strengthened his idea of establishing a good relationship with Jing Zhe.

“Smooth, so smooth!”

Jing Zhe smiled and took out the gold medal from his clothes, preparing to look low-key and luxurious.

“General Sui, look at my gold medal. Is it long and wide?”

“…”

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(End of this chapter)