Red Dust Daqian

I actually chanted a poem that could lead to the death penalty, what an unexpected disaster!

After the Seventh Young Master finished whispering with Old Man Yuwen, he continued to scold Zhou Sen, "You, a Taoist priest, not only have bad morals, but you also lack the backbone of a scholar. Just admit that the poems you wrote were your own, and stop making up stories about others. The person next to me is..." The Seventh Young Master seemed not to want to reveal the identity of the old man next to him, so he stopped talking.

Zhou Sen sighed, "Fuck, what are you talking about? What kind of integrity do you have? It's not his poem at all. What are you admitting? It's because you don't know Bai Letian. Damn it!"

The Seventh Young Master continued, "I think you have good literary talent, so I'll give you a chance to live. Seven days later, Huaxi Society will hold a large-scale Qixi Poetry Competition. At that time, a large number of talented scholars from the entire Jiangxia Prefecture and even the surrounding prefectures will gather here to compete in poetry. If you win, I will not arrest you and will spare your life, and I will also give you an additional reward. If you lose, you will be punished for insulting the royal family and will be punished for disrespect, and you will be punished with imprisonment."

Huaxi Society Poetry Contest? Damn! It seems that fate has not yet ended, and I still can't avoid it. But my poetry is not good. Zhou Sen asked: "Sir, I wonder if there are other opportunities. My poetry level is not good!" Li Qi refused: "There is no other opportunity. If you don't participate, you will pay with your life!"

Zhou Sen was not reconciled to the sudden disaster. Who is this Seventh Young Master? He was meddling in other people's business without knowing right or wrong! Zhou Sen asked angrily, "May I ask who this Young Master is? Why do you have to make things difficult for me?" The arrogant Seventh Young Master replied, "My last name is Li, and I am the Seventh Young Master. I am called the Seventh Young Master. I am a wandering knight who loves to punish evil and promote good. I love to punish people like you who have bad morals. Also, although your sister is beautiful, you are a Taoist priest. How can you have bad thoughts about your sister!"

Zhou Sen cursed the Seventh Young Master in his heart again: You are meddling in other people's business. Do you need to praise my senior sister for her beauty? She is not only my senior sister, but also my first wife in the future.

Of course, Li Qi couldn't hear Zhou Sen's complaints. Seeing that Zhou Sen didn't continue to talk, Li Qi ordered the guards: "Leave a few people to keep an eye on the evil Taoist priests to prevent them from escaping." The guards selected six people and left them with Zhou Sen.

When he was about to leave, Li Qi stopped again, asked someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said to Zhou Sen: "Demon, write down the poem you just recited on paper, sign your name and put your fingerprints on it." Li Qi had more people and more power, so Zhou Sen had no choice but to write the poem and sign his name.

Li Qi was so disgusted by Zhou Sen's words that he put away his poems, led his thugs, and left in a mighty manner, leaving Zhou Sen and Xiangcao in bewilderment. What was this? He had encountered a disaster on the road, was he being scammed?

Zhou Sen and Xiangcao's pleasant mood while shopping was ruined by this sudden scam. Under the surveillance of six thugs, the two returned to the inn in a huff.

On the way back to the inn, they met Shen Yue'er who came to bring snacks to Zhou Sen and Xiangcao. When Shen Yue'er saw Zhou Sen and Xiangcao and was about to talk, Zhou Sen shouted to the thugs around him: "Brothers, you are just monitoring me, you don't have to follow so closely, right? I won't run away, give me some space, stay away from us." While shouting, he secretly gave Shen Yue'er a look. Shen Yue'er was a smart girl, and she instantly understood Zhou Sen's intention. She knew that Zhou Sen had been monitored, so she couldn't get close to him easily for the time being, so as not to get herself involved.

Shen Yue'er turned back immediately. She wanted to inform Shen Qianrou of the abnormal situation as soon as possible.

The thugs were sensible and distanced themselves from Zhou Sen and Xiangcao. When they arrived at the inn, the thugs took turns guarding the four sides of the inn, and rested in the lobby of the inn when they rested. They did not disturb Zhou Sen and Xiangcao, who lived in the private room on the second floor of the inn, and were at a distance from the thugs.

In Zhou Sen's room in the inn.

Zhou Sen was lying on the bed, looking up at the sky and sighing. This sudden disaster was extremely depressing. At this time, Xiangcao was also sighing in the room. Although Mr. Li Qi was handsome, his behavior was despicable and puzzling.

Xiangcao asked Zhou Sen worriedly, "Mumu, what should we do? We have to participate in the Huaxi Society's poetry competition. Not only do we have to participate, but we also have to get the top spot." Zhou Sen also sighed helplessly, "It's so damn unlucky, why is it..."

Before Zhou Sen finished speaking, there was a soft knock on the door. Zhou Sen quickly got up from the bed and asked softly who was knocking on the door. Shen Qianrou replied cautiously outside the door: "Mumu Husband, it's me, Qianrou." Zhou Sen opened the door and saw only Shen Qianrou and Shen Yue'er, and no thugs were watching them, so he quickly pulled them into the room.

Shen Qianrou asked in confusion: "Husband, what's going on? I heard from Yue'er that you are being watched." Zhou Sen asked: "You haven't been discovered, have you?" Shen Yue'er replied confidently: "I remember the faces of those people. They are outside the inn and in the lobby. They don't know that we are here to look for you."

Zhou Sen was relieved that he was not discovered, so that Qianmutang would not be implicated. Zhou Sen sighed helplessly and said, "Ah, the situation is a bit complicated and a bit inexplicable. During this period of time, Qianrou and Yue'er, you should temporarily not come to the inn, so as to avoid innocently affecting you and Qianmutang again."

Hearing Zhou Sen's words, Shen Qianrou felt a little lonely. She looked into Zhou Sen's eyes and said seriously, "No, my husband, please don't push us away. We can handle anything together. Qianrou wants to be with my husband and my senior sister." Shen Yue'er also nodded beside her. Zhou Sen stroked Shen Qianrou's hair with relief and comforted her, "Silly girl, it's not a matter of life and death yet. You, Yue'er and Qianmutang don't need to get involved. Maybe this can help us. I'm not trying to push you away."

A friend in need is a friend indeed. But now is not the time to be sentimental. Looking at the two people who were making her teeth ache, Vanilla hurriedly interrupted and said, "It's already this late. You two are still in love with each other. Why don't you quickly think of a way to solve the problem at hand?"

Shen Qianrou asked again: "Mr. Mumu, what happened today? Why did you provoke these thugs? Judging from their attire, they are not ordinary family guards."

Zhou Sen had no choice but to tell Shen Qianrou and Shen Yueer in detail what happened in Jiangxia Street today. After reciting a poem, a guy named Li Qi grabbed him and insisted that he insulted the royal harem. He forced him to participate in the poetry competition held by Huaxi Society and win the first prize. Otherwise, he would punish Zhou Sen for disrespect.