"Bang!"

The gate of the Zhenguo Mansion was closed, the carriage was taken away, and the people of the Huang country dispersed with laughter, leaving only a group of people from the five Central Plains countries standing there stunned.

"What a shame!"

Fang Yiru stood there, his body shaking violently.

The others also looked at each other in confusion. They originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress Zhao Hao's arrogance. It would be even better if they could suppress the literary world in the wilderness.

Unexpectedly, he was scolded by a child with a yellow tongue until he was speechless and couldn't even lift his head.

Fight, can't beat.

You can't scold me.

Even the money...

The other two gentlemen touched their empty pockets and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Three hundred gold...

Although it is not particularly much, compared to the labor paid, it is already a sky-high price.

"Mr. Fang, let's leave first!"

"Mr. Fang, take a good rest!"

After that, the two of them prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yiru shouted sharply: "Wait!"

His voice was very stern, but his appearance was bruised and his face was swollen, and his words were a little leaky. No matter how you heard this voice, it was funny.

The two looked at each other and had to turn around to hear what Fang Yiru wanted to say.

"Mr. Fang, what's your advice?"

Everyone is here to do business and give each other face.

But if Fang Yiru wants to drag them to death, then he won’t accompany him!

After all, they all saw how crazy Zhao Wudi was when he mentioned "barbarians" just now.

But this was in front of the Zhenguo Mansion, and he didn't want to use his true energy.

If he really pissed him off, it would be possible to kill him in the street.

Fang Yiru snorted coldly: "Do you really think these two slaps only hit my face?"

"this……"

Everyone was hesitant.

If this were really the case, there wouldn't be so many people gathering in front of the Zhenguo Mansion now.

Last night's parade was naturally extremely exciting for the people of the deserted country, but it also made them feel a little panicked.

These barbarians...didn't they all have low self-esteem before?

Fang Yiru's cheeks were swollen, but his eyes were full of threats. He pointed to the poems posted on the wall: "Do you know, if these are not filled within a hundred days, what will it mean to us, the five Central Plains countries?"

What does it mean when everyone looks at each other?

Zhao Hao, a playboy, slapped a Jin scholar in the face in public and plastered a wall full of poems.

If it is not enough, wouldn't it prove that the deserted country has become a cultural power that is difficult to match among the five countries in the Central Plains?

Fang Yiru continued: "You are not stupid, you all understand that Huangguo has grown into a behemoth that can rival the five countries of the Central Plains, and it has faintly surpassed Qi and Wei in terms of military strength!

But we still don't panic, why? It's because they are barbarians. Even if they capture one or two of our cities, we can take them back at any time, because our people don't recognize them at all!

But what about now? The weakling Qi State sent a group of wastes to lift up the scholars of the Huang country. Now Zhao Hao is riding on our heads again. If we don’t resist, the Huang country will continue to expand in the future. As long as the Huang country

As long as we are not destroyed, we will be nailed to the pillar of shame and cannot get down! Do you understand?"

After saying this, Fang Yiru vomited another mouthful of blood.

After tinkering in his mouth for a while, he pulled out another broken tooth, and the anger in his eyes suddenly became even more intense.

Why did he come forward? And it seemed that he was overestimating his abilities?

It is because the Barren Country is a hidden worry for every country in the Central Plains. If he takes the lead in suppressing this wave, his status will continue to rise. Why bother doing business in this remote and remote place?

But I didn’t expect that the Zhao family and his son would be so rude!

I originally wanted to use the power of the literati from the four countries to achieve my own fame.

But I never thought that more than a hundred poems would all hit me in the face!

Blood loss!

Everyone looked at each other, and a Chu man said: "Don't worry, Mr. Fang! We will try our best to fill these one hundred poems, let alone one hundred days! We can fill them in three days!"

"Yes! It will be filled in three days! I wonder what these barbarians from the desert country have to say!"

"When the time comes, call Zhao Hao out and give him a good stomp!"

"Last night someone challenged him to compete in poetry, but he didn't respond; today we challenged him to compete in poetry, and he rested on his laurels! He obviously showed a guilty conscience, and when the time comes, we will uncover the fig leaf of the desolate country together!"

"Excellent! Excellent!"

"It just so happens that in a few days, a famous person from Yan State will come here to worship his ancestors. I will invite him over then!"

Fang Yiru's expression softened slightly and he breathed a sigh of relief. He cast a malicious look at the Zhenguo Mansion and turned around to leave.

As a result, when he turned around, he accidentally bumped into Fu Gui.

He was so angry that he spat bloody spit on Fu Gui's face: "Bah! Qi's trash!"

Fu Gui: "???"

Just now, the five countries of the Central Plains were united. Why did we become the waste of Qi State as soon as we changed our faces?

…

Inside the Zhenguo Mansion.

Bai Xiu blamed herself: "It's all my fault that I was too impatient. I didn't even inquire about their character, so I went to hire people rashly, and ended up like this!"

The black-faced man sighed. In fact, when he heard that these literati from other countries were putting on airs outside the door, he also wanted to complain about Bai Xiuyitong.

After all, during breakfast just now, Bai Xiu severely criticized him on family education, so he had to compromise on this matter.

Judging from the results, Bai Xiu naturally did not do it right.

But the black-faced man didn't want to complain about her at all. If he wasn't stupid, he would even want to coax her.

Whose daughter-in-law will care for her?

But the question is how to coax?

He looked at Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao chuckled: "This ending is pretty good!"

Bai Xiu spat: "You just let others see the joke, what's the end result?"

Zhao Hao asked: "Where is your money? Has it come back?"

Bai Xiu patted his heavy purse, a little confused: "You're back! Didn't you see everything?"

"Who was slapped? Is it our family of three?"

"no!"

"Then who is being pointed at? Is it our family of three?"

"no!"

"Then who wants to fight over poems but is not qualified to fight, and ends up losing face?"

"..."

Zhao Hao grinned: "You said we didn't lose any money, we didn't lose face, and we weren't the ones who were laughed at. Isn't this a bad outcome?"

Bai Xiu was a little confused: "That makes sense!"

The black-faced man hugged his wife's shoulders and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay! With our protection, how can we let you suffer? But don't mess around in the future. Hao'er's literary talent is the best in the world.

No one is qualified to teach him!"

Bai Xiu glared at him: "You're trying to teach me a lesson!"

Although he complained on his lips, the warmth in his eyes could not be hidden.

The black-faced man coaxed his wife for a while, and then they went back to the house.

Zhao Hao looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so he left the Zhenguo Mansion directly.

As soon as I walked out, I felt several eyes on me.

He couldn't help but smile slightly. He was already used to Bai Xiu's various chicken babies and the operation of hiring tutors, and it was just a little annoying to mention them.

Unexpectedly, this time he actually did himself a big favor.
To be continued...