cargo system

Chapter 12
Bai Yuanyuan and Xiaoyi hurriedly retreated, it was fine if they didn't retreat, but as soon as they retreated, there was a sudden movement, and Bai Daqian would turn his head around.

"Old White!"

Su Huan suddenly hugged Bai Danian, put his other hand on his chin, and turned his head back.

Bai Daqian's eyes widened, it's unbelievable, it's too presumptuous, this is... molesting the old man? ? ?

"You..." Bai Daqian was extremely angry.

"Old Bai, why are you looking for me?" Su Huan paid attention to the crowd and realized that Bai Yuanyuan had gone far away, so he let go of Bai Daqian and clapped his hands calmly.

"Who are you calling Lao Bai? You called Lao Bai?" Bai Daqian became even more angry. He was a well-behaved kid before, but why is he so presumptuous today?
In the past, he was so rigid that he didn't know how to adapt. If he said uncle, he was uncle, and if he was uncle, he was uncle. If you want him to call uncle uncle, he can fight you eagerly.

According to the theory, Su Huan would never call out Lao Bai and his shoulder-to-shoulder behavior.

"What do you want from me?" Su Huan didn't answer his question.

Bai Daqian took a deep breath, and only then remembered what he was going to do. "There is a poetry meeting here. What are you doing here? Get out quickly. The magistrate of Qiantang County has noticed you. Don't embarrass me."

"Strange, it's none of your business whether I lose face or not? Who are you to me?"

Su Huan was very dissatisfied with Bai Daqian's tone. If you speak well, I might still listen to you. Isn't your tone forcing me to argue with you?
"You..." Bai Daqian held his breath in his throat and lowered his voice threateningly. "Don't forget that if you live in my house, you are not afraid that I will drive you out?"

"Threatening me? I was invited by your wife to live, just drive away, don't you want to lose face?"

"Don't tell me this!" Bai Daqian became even more angry, and there was nothing he could do with this kid.

"Playing around?" Su Huan asked.

"No, the county magistrate is still there. He asked you to leave. Now the county magistrate's face is dark. Let's not seek meritorious deeds, but seek no faults, okay?"

"No, it's you trying to curry favor with the county magistrate, what's none of my business?" Su Huan continued to ask.

Bai Daqian took a deep breath and rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'll give you money, how about it?"

"How many?"

"Twelve taels of silver."

"Get lost, who are you going to send?" Su Huan turned around, as if he was about to pick up his pen.

"Fuck! You child, what are you pretending to be?" Bai Daqian tried his best to lower his voice. "Okay, 20 taels, I'll give you 20 taels, let's go now."

Su Huan didn't even look at it, but stretched his hand behind his back and hooked his fingers.

Bai Daqian was so angry that he put 20 taels of silver in Su Huan's hand.

Su Huan hid the money in his arms, turned his head, and draped Bai Daqian's shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Old Bai, you are really a good person. I can't write it even if you let me stay here. I was going to leave. I made 20 taels of silver for nothing."

"You are shameless!" Bai Daqian gritted his teeth.

"Thank you, Lao Bai, you are a good person." Su Huan turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye knew that Su Huan's intention to go was decisive, and Yang Xingchang, the county magistrate of Lin'an County, softened his face. It is better to leave in a desperate way than to stay here and write poems. Shimei's poem was even read out loud by the servant, and Lin'an's talented scholar could no longer raise his head outside.

The county magistrate Yang Xingchang had heard about Su Huan's literary talents a long time ago. He was a scumbag who failed to pass the exam for three years.

"Oh, Su Tongsheng was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his pen?" A man's mocking voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"There are no such cowardly people in Lin'an County!" Another voice sounded, loud and deliberate.

County magistrate Yang Xingchang looked at the source of the sound with a straight face.

It was the son of a rich merchant, and the son of the county magistrate, and the son of Dianshi stood beside him.

Yang Xingchang's complexion became even worse. As a Lin'an native, his own people dismantled his own.

The face of the county magistrate changed instantly, yes ah flat.

Fuck, I don’t care about the nonsense usually, but now at this critical moment...

The county magistrate was about to go over and grab him, when he heard a talented scholar from Qiantang County say.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the talents in Lin'an County didn't even have the guts to compete."

Immediately afterwards, several talented scholars from Qiantang County laughed.

Yang Xingchang's face was really as dark as Mr. Bao this time. Damn it, those little bastards were causing trouble and interrupting randomly. Now it's better. They were caught by the people of Qiantang County.

If it's sneaking away, it's fine. If this kind of thing is exposed face to face, the nature will be different.

Talented people in Lin'an County don't even have the guts to compare. This sentence seems to be aimed at Su Huan, but it's different from another perspective, it is aimed at the entire Lin'an.

All the scholars from Lin'an County in the venue all had serious expressions on their faces, and they looked at the talented Qiantang scholar and Su Huan who were speaking.

The atmosphere became awkward, and Xu Youping realized that he had said the wrong thing only after he noticed the angry eyes from his father and the county magistrate.

But the words have been spoken, how can they be taken back.

Cool! ! !

Now all excuses are useless. Even if he faked hematemesis and left the scene on the spot, the rumors afterward would only say that Qiantang Li Jin was so frightened that Lin'an gifted scholars were so ill that he vomited blood and did not dare to fight poetry.

No one expected that things would turn out like this.

Su Huan's footsteps stopped, and he stood up straight like this. Now it's not his personal business. It's about Lin'an's honor and disgrace. It is also better than leaving in this situation.

"Su Huan, you can't leave now." Bai Daqian whispered.

"I know!"

"I thought you would steal money."

"I know the seriousness." At this moment, Su Huan put away his playful smile, and his demeanor changed instantly.

Su Huan walked back to the desk, holding a pen.

Bai Yuanyuan hid in the crowd, worried to death, Su Huan is a child, how can he write poetry, this is to embarrass himself in front of the talents of the two counties.

"Miss, is... Mr. Su okay!" Xiaoyi bit her lip.

"His cooking is so delicious, so he must be good at writing poems, right?" Bai Yuanyuan comforted her, but she didn't even believe it when she said it.

At this moment Xu Youping walked in dejectedly. "Brother Su, I support you, come on!"

After Xu Youping finished speaking, he sensed the unkind eyes of the county magistrate and his father, so he hurriedly squeezed into the crowd. It's over, it's a catastrophe, how can you go home for dinner at night?There will be no more pocket money.

Cao Liming stood on the side without saying anything. He wanted to see how Yang Xingchang would deal with this situation.

At this time, Li Jin suddenly spoke. "Hey, I'm inspired again."

With just a word, Li Jin walked to the table next to Su Huan, picked up a pen, and dipped in ink.

A group of people gathered around in an instant. "What's written? Let me see."

"Don't squeeze! Let me see!"

Su Huan was so close that he could see clearly. This poem flows smoothly without any pause. This is really fucking talented.

If Su Huan met Li Jin in the past, he would really cry miserably. How can he compare it to a caterpillar who hangs a three-foot white silk hanging crookedly on a tree around his neck.

Fortunately, Su Huan now has a system, and he can copy ancient poems from the previous world as he pleases.

After finishing a poem, Li Jin put the pen on the pen stand, and the servant from the restaurant ran over in embarrassment and took away the poem paper.

"The third poem of Li Jin, a talented scholar in Qiantang, "The Story of Manfenglou""

Gradually, there was no noise in the arena, only the clear voice of the young servant.

"There is no official in the government office, and it is hard to sleep at night. I am afraid that the disaster will continue to thousands of families. If I give up my body in exchange for the clear moon, I will teach the people to have a safe year."

After the poem was read, the audience became even more silent.

this poem...

How to win?
Yang Xingchang's face turned darker.

The applause sounded loudly, and even Su Huan applauded along with him. It was really powerful, and Li Jin was still a bit talented.

(End of this chapter)