My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 23
[Chapter 23 Is this Mr. A Kun?]
When you act tough, the other party is more likely to give in.
After being fooled by Jing Zhe, Goatee’s problem was gone. He honestly took his twelve taels of silver and took Jing Zhe back to his residence.
Not only that, he also provided Jing Zhe with several small carts for free to transport saltpeter. The level of attentiveness can only make people sigh. Some people are born to be mean!
As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.
When Jing Zhe pointed to a whole room full of saltpeter and told Pang Qiu and the others to take them all back to their own house, they were all stunned.
What about going shopping or going to a brothel?
Why is it different from what they think?
Seeing a few people standing still, Jing Zhe urged: “What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and transport the saltpeter back. There is still a lot of work ahead?”
“There is…a lot of work?”
He stared at the small mountain in front of him. The tall saltpeter like a mound asked the fat ball tremblingly.
“Ang, there are quite a few.”
Seeing the bitter look on their faces, Jing Zhe said dissatisfiedly: “I told you that I was very tired before we went down the mountain. Didn’t you also say that you are not afraid of being tired and that you like to work the most?”
“… …”
If he could turn back time, Fat Ball would never say that even if he was beaten to death.
So much saltpeter, when will it be enough?
Jing Zhe didn’t care what they were thinking. He picked up the shovel from the ground and put it on Fat Ball’s shoulder: “Let’s do it quickly!”
After saying that, he was ready to take Hanhan away.
When Fat Ball saw this, he immediately stopped them.
“Young village leader, please keep Old Wu too!”
One more person will give you more strength, not to mention a strong guy like Hanhan. How could Fat Ball be “willing” to let him go?
“Hanhan, you have something important to do with me. It’s just a little work. You are strong and your legs and feet are flexible. Why don’t you just do it casually?”
Before they could object, the man had already walked out.
Staring at the backs of the two of them, Fat Ball almost cried.
Forget about tricking outsiders, why would you also trick your own people?
I regret it!
He was so obsessed that he said his legs and feet were flexible…
Jing
Zhe took Hanhan out and went to the government office first.
If you just bought a house, you will naturally have to report it to the government, otherwise you will become a black house.
Come out of the official residence and go straight to Chunshui Tower.
Just as Hanhan thought, Jing Zhe was very good at making money and also very good at spending money. There was not much left of the fifty taels of silver yesterday.
But now is just the beginning, the house needs to be renovated next, and there are many preparations that also require money, so Jing Zhe plans to go to Chunshui Tower to make a fortune again.
He caught a sheep and plucked it up hard. This was his plan.
Things are rare and valuable. Yesterday, a poem was sold at a high price. Jing Zhe didn’t want to do the same trick again. He planned to sell ice cubes to Chun Shui Tower today.
The reason why I called Hanhan out was not because I was afraid of tiring him, but because I was afraid of tiring myself. After all, if he was not allowed to hold such a large porcelain jar of ice, could it be possible for him to hold it by himself?
But Hanhan didn’t know.
He thought that so many people, Jing Zhe, only valued him and were not willing to leave him to do heavy work. He was in a happy mood, walked briskly, and was as happy as a child weighing more than 200 pounds.
Today’s Yongzhou City is obviously much more lively than yesterday.
On the street, you can often see three or five people gathered in a small circle, talking there.
It is human nature to eat melons. Jing Zhe eavesdropped with his ears pricked up.
“Have you heard? Mr. Chen left the city early in the morning!”
“Oh, Mr. Chen said before that he was going to Jingzhou to take the national examination. After he gets the honors, he is also planning to propose marriage to the prime minister’s family. He should be leaving today!”
” Bah!”
The speaker glanced around and said disdainfully: “That’s not the case at all! I heard that Mr. Chen lost his poem to a trainee invited by Mr. Lin last night in Chun Shui Tower, and even sent Yongzhou to his death. I was given the title of No. 1 Talent, so I went to Jingzhou!”
“Is this true?”
“It’s absolutely true! My third aunt’s eldest cousin’s eldest son works in the house of Magistrate Lin. , I just listened to what he said!”
“…”
Several people talked enthusiastically, and Jing Zhe, who was passing by, was a little helpless.
Labor and management don’t deserve to have names?
However, he could also understand that these words must have been deliberately released by Lin Wenyao in order to attack Chen Jiannan, and these melon-eating people were ordinary people, and they would not go to popular places like Chunshui Tower to spend money, so it was normal for rumors to spread.
Keep going.
“Spring water is blue in the sky, painting boats and sleeping in the rain… Such beautiful sentences are fascinating!”
“I heard that Master Akun is not a scholar, he is just a trainee who has been studying for two and a half years, but he has such a great talent. He is so talented!”
“It’s a pity that I didn’t go to Chun Shui Tower yesterday, so I couldn’t see Mr. A Kun’s style!”
“If God had not given birth to Mr. Akun, the literary world would be like a long night!”
“…”
This must be the circle of scholars, which is closer to the truth. After hearing this, Jing Zhe felt relieved.
Continuing to move forward, I saw several women dressed in coquettish clothes asking people about something on the roadside. They were wearing thin and cool clothes, which made people blush.
No way?
These prostitutes start soliciting customers during the day?
Jing Zhe blushed and stared, unwilling to look away for a moment.
After listening carefully, I realized that there was not only Chunshuilou and a brothel in Yongzhou City, but also another one called Zuimenglou.
The world of mortals seduces the soul, drunken life and dreams of death, which is quite appropriate.
Although Chun Shui Lou and Zui Meng Lou are both brothels, their styles are different. One prefers elegant poetry, while the other is more fiery and direct.
The scholars are all literary and artistic young people, so Chunshui Tower is more famous than Zuimeng Tower. Especially after Jing Zhe wrote the poem last night, Chunshui Tower became even more famous in Yongzhou City.
The people in Zuimenglou are not fools. If this trend continues, when this poem spreads throughout Anguo and countless people come to look for it, how can they ever make a comeback?
So they sent people out today to find Mr. A Kun, who wrote an inscription for Chun Shui Tower yesterday, and to write an inscription for them when he went back so that they could fight against Chun Shui Tower.
And listening to the opinions of those women, they hope that Mr. A Kun will write more poems and knock down Chun Shui Tower directly, and they will all be happy.
Jing Zhe couldn’t help but be speechless after hearing this. It seemed that only among peers were the most naked hatred.
The people who were pulled for questioning had never seen Mr. A Kun before, but they didn’t want to lose face in front of women, so they started making nonsense according to the image of a man in their minds.
The words “eight feet tall, strong body”, “face as big as a basin, full of flesh”, “big arms and round waist, strong back and waist” all came out, Jing Zhe’s balls ached when he heard it.
The women looked confused after hearing this. They walked along the way and happened to see Jing Zhe and Hanhan.
He looked at the two of them with his eyes, looked at Jing Zhe greedily a few more times, and finally set his sights on Hanhan.
“Dare I ask… Master Akun?”
“…”
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