My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 163

[Chapter 163 Zhu Sheren, are you here? (Second update)]

“Wu Zhifu is a dignified fifth-rank official, and he is also guarding the safety inside and outside Wuxian Garden. Can’t he enter?”

Wu Yong sneered, “Don’t call me a mere fifth-rank official, even a first-rank official. If you are here, you can’t get in without your Majesty’s invitation!”

Then he pointed inside and said, “Master Akun, don’t get confused. I am just maintaining order outside the garden. As for what’s going on inside the garden, then… It’s the work of the Guards.”

Jing Zhe was very surprised when he heard this explanation, thinking that this poetry meeting was quite formal.

This basically prevents some miscellaneous and irrelevant people from appearing in the poetry meeting, especially some rich and official sons who want to take advantage of the poetry meeting to show off and have no chance.

Of course, they couldn’t pretend that Emperor An was present.

Looking at the crowd of scholars outside, Jing Zhe asked curiously: “There are so many scholars. Although Wuxian Garden is large, it is impossible for them all to go in, right? Is it possible that there is a first-come, first-served basis?”

If that is the case, he came so quickly It’s late, can you still get in?

Wu Yong shook his head, pointed to the queue slowly entering outside the gate of Wuxian Garden, and explained: “Not every scholar can enter Wuxian Garden. Anyone who wants to enter must come up with a song.” The poems I wrote within a year will only be released if they can be approved by the bachelors at the door!”

Jing Zhe looked at the door carefully and found that the slow procession was not just moving forward. Many people came to the door and stayed for a while. He shook his head and stepped back.

Come to think of it, their poems must have failed the review.

The scholars who enter the garden can already be called talented people.

“Master Akun, don’t worry. I heard that even His Majesty appreciated your spring water poem. You will definitely be able to get in!”

Seeing Jing Zhe frowning, Wu Yong thought he was worried about this and hurriedly “comforted” him so that he could get in quickly. Point away from yourself.

Jing Zhe nodded very humbly: “My thoughts are the same as those of Magistrate Wu!”

Then he smiled and said, “Does Magistrate Wu want to go in?”

Wu Yong’s father is the minister of the Ministry of War. There are not many scholars in the family. He himself And I look down on scholars the most, so naturally I don’t want to go in.

But he couldn’t say this in front of Jing Zhe, so he said, “What if you want to go in? You can’t get in anyway.”

“Prefect Wu, I can let you in!”

Wu Yong curled his lips and said nothing.

“What, Magistrate Wu doesn’t believe it? Do you believe that I can let Magistrate Wu in later?”

“Haha…”

Do you really think that you have become lawless after writing a few poems?

ridiculous!

Jing Zhe glanced at him and said with a half-smile, “Prefect Wu, we’ll see you in the garden later! Farewell!”

After saying that, Jing Zhe led Zhang Xiaoyu towards the door.

…

Because there was a long queue in front of him, Jing Zhe couldn’t jump in line, so he had to wait in line at the back.

But he soon discovered that not everyone needed to line up.

Some people walked directly from the side. The two young bachelors at the door obviously knew these people, so they let them go with a smile.

Especially when he saw Chen Jiannan swaggering through the door and the two bachelors still saying compliments, Jing Zhe made up his mind and pulled Zhang Xiaoyu towards the door.

“Sir, don’t you have to wait in line?”

Zhang Xiaoyu blushed a little as Jing Zhe held her little hand, but she couldn’t bear to pull away, so she tried to talk about it.

“Only those who are not famous will queue up. Those who are famous like me can just go in!”

Jing Zhe said with confidence.

When he was approaching the door, he found that the scholars inside were gathering around, pointing at him through the door, with excited expressions.

“Come on, come on!”

“Don’t crowd, let me have a look too!”

“Don’t be anxious, we all have a share – let me see first!”

“…”

Jing Zhe was slightly surprised at first, and then overjoyed.

It seems that because of his spring water poems and Qingqiu poems, he is still very famous in Jingzhou City. As soon as he appeared, he was sought after by so many people.

Seeing so many people suddenly appearing in front of them, Zhang Xiaoyu hid behind him in fear and whispered:

“Young Master…”

“Don’t be afraid! They are just scholars who have heard about my poetry and came here to admire it!” “

Jing Zhe held his head high and said calmly.

“Young Master is so awesome!”

Zhang Xiaoyu’s eyes were full of stars. Jing Zhe waved his hands hurriedly, very modestly, but still a little regretful in his heart. If Hanhan was here, he would definitely let him see what [card face] is!

“It’s just so-so!”

Then he saw that even the two bachelors at the door stopped checking and walked towards him.

Worri, is my fame really that great?

After straightening his clothes, Jing Zhe took a step forward, walked straight up to Shi Shiran and said, “I’m–“

“Get out of the way!”

Next, an incredible scene occurred.

The two bachelors stretched out their hands to pull him away somewhat rudely, and then looked behind Jing Zhe with a smile!

Jing Zhe was stunned, then angry, then looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and finally felt ashamed again.

Damn, what is all this about?

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough and didn’t feel too embarrassed. He also turned around to look at it. Once he saw it, he couldn’t look away anymore!

Walking opposite was a young and beautiful woman. She walked forward quietly, but her body seemed to be emitting a dazzling light.

She was wearing a light blue waist-cinching skirt and a thin veil of snow-white emerald water. A hollow gold hairpin was inserted diagonally into the bun on her head, dotted with purple jade, and tassels were sprinkled on the blue silk.

Her face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, her color is like the flowers of spring dawn, her temples are like knife cuts, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, her eyes are like autumn waves, her muscles are like gelatin, and her aura is like orchids. As soon as she appears, the surroundings are completely colorless.

Jing Zhe once boasted that he was the most beautiful girl in today’s poetry meeting, so this woman in front of him must be the most beautiful “girl”, right?

Whether it was the talented people in Wuxian Garden or the scholars outside the garden, they all stopped talking at this time and stared at this woman intently.

The woman seemed to be used to such grand scenes, and was no longer surprised by the scene in front of her.

An Ran looks calm, walks slowly, and moves forward with his head held high.

Like everyone else, Jing Zhe’s eyes were a little dull, but it was not because of her beauty.

Compared with appearance, whether it is Lu Li, Liu Jinghong, or Su Mochen, Qingqiu is equally as beautiful as her, but her temperament is more mature.

Jing Zhe’s sluggishness contained a bit of melancholy and entanglement, as if from another world, because he had already guessed the identity of this beautiful woman.

Apart from his second sister Zhu Xinning, there was no other woman who could have such an appearance and come to participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival.

The two bachelors who had just pulled Jing Zhe away now faced him like dogs wagging their tails, with flattering expressions on their faces.

“Get out of the way, get out of the way!”

“Zhu Sheren, are you here?”

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(End of this chapter)