"Big event, big event... The owner of Qingfeng Restaurant, 'Susheng Xiaomeng', has issued a challenge to the 'Gao Family' of Wangyue Tower!"
"The Su family is going to bet against Gao Jin, and the two of them are going to have a peak showdown!"
"The calligraphy competition is limited to one month, and the loser will have his literary foundation and limbs cut off... This bet is simply terrible!"
"The Su family is really a ruthless person. Not long after the excitement of the restaurant's opening has passed, I didn't expect him to start causing trouble again. The Su family is really a restless master..."
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After just a cup of tea in the Divine City, the news of Su Ping'an's life-and-death bet against the Gao family's Gao Jin was already like a whirlwind, blowing rapidly to every corner of the Divine Capital.
Everyone who heard the news was shocked, even Long Cheng and Guan Feng were extremely shocked.
"What, this guy is causing trouble again. It's only been a few days since the restaurant opened, can't he calm down a little?" Guan Feng was really impressed by Su Ping'an's ability to make trouble.
Long Cheng couldn't help but shake his head, "After I saw him downstairs last time, I thought he would be more at ease once he had a business, but I didn't expect that he still wouldn't change his style of making trouble. But this time, the trouble was too big.
It's a life-and-death bet, is he really sure?"
Guan Feng then nodded and said: "This guy has never made people worry. But I just heard that he can't be entirely blamed for what happened this time. It is said that he was also assassinated, suspected to be the Gao family
This is what people do, so they ask for explanation like this!"
"Is that so? Forget it, that guy's current status and reputation are beyond our comparison. If he dares to do this, he must be mentally prepared. We can only cheer for him secretly!"
"What, cheer him up, why am I just going to watch him laugh? Who made this guy make such a heavy bet when he was in Daming Mansion, and made me end up going to his shop with that dog..."
"Huh? What happened to you and that dog in his shop?"
"Oh...it's okay, it's okay, I was just joking..."
Guan Feng realized that he almost spilled the beans and quickly shut up.
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At the same time, in Wangyue Tower.
After making the bet, Gao Jin returned upstairs. Looking at his father's gloomy face, he felt a little worried. Then he gritted his teeth and admitted his mistake proactively: "I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong again!"
Gao Chong stood at the window, looking through the window at the 'Qingfeng Restaurant' across the street next door, and responded in a neutral voice: "Tell me, where did you go wrong?"
Gao Jin lowered his head and said: "I fell into that guy's trap. The guy named Su also knew that the inspection department had no ironclad evidence, and he couldn't do anything to me, so he deliberately made a scene like this. He just wanted to force me to follow him.
He made a bet, but I only regretted that I failed to detect his intention in time, so I accidentally agreed to the bet..."
At this time, Gao Chong turned around and said with a cold expression on his face: "You can see this, which means you are not too stupid. But when things have reached this point, it is not necessarily bad.
If he wants to bet with you, he is consciously aware that you have no ability, so he will definitely win. But what if he loses this time?"
Gao Jin was startled, not understanding what his father meant.
A cold light flashed in Gao Chong's eyes and he said: "The boy from the Su family also said that if he loses this time, the assassination will be treated as if it never happened. This is also true for our Gao family.
A good opportunity to remove the stigma from us.
After all, if we look for someone to take the blame, there will still be a lot of people outside who will doubt us, but it is different now. The truth about the assassination is no longer important, what is important is the result of this competition.
What's more, you only talked about the calligraphy competition, but you didn't say what subject matter the calligraphy competition was about. We can make a fuss about this. At the same time, we didn't say who would definitely be sent to compete, so we would just send a few more people.
Participate, who knows who we are sending?"
When Gao Jin heard this, he seemed to understand and asked, "Dad, what do you mean, we are going to limit the subject matter of the calligraphy competition? And we will send a few more people to participate. Whoever gets better results in the end will be us."
Someone sent?”
Gao Chong curled up his lips. Although he did not answer Gao Jin explicitly, his meaning was self-evident. Then he turned around and gave an order to Shopkeeper Tan who had been standing quietly behind him: "Go, go to the Liberal Arts College and notify
When the eldest son came, he said that his brother's life would depend on him this time."
"yes!"
Shopkeeper Tan bowed and resigned.
Soon after, shopkeeper Tan came to the Wenyuan.
Wenyuan was founded by a Confucian sage. As the birthplace of Confucianism and Taoism, Wenyuan's status in the capital of China is extraordinary.
Within a hundred meters of the Academy of Literature, scholars should get off their sedan chairs and warriors should dismount their horses. This is also an unspoken rule recognized in the entire divine capital to show respect for the Academy of Literature and respect for Confucian saints.
Shopkeeper Tan drove to the gate of the Wen Yuan, got off the carriage in front of the boundary monument, and then walked to the back gate of the Wen Yuan. After receiving permission from people, he was able to enter the Wen Yuan. After entering the Wen Yuan, he went through several twists and turns.
Passing through various landscape gardens, we finally came to an exquisite small building.
Inside the building, an elegantly dressed, noble-looking young man was bowing his head in front of a desk and writing something.
The noble young master is about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, a very charming age. His eyebrows are somewhat similar to those of Gao Chong, but he is obviously more handsome.
After Shopkeeper Tan went upstairs, before he could speak, the noble young master handed over a bag of tips and said: "I already know the purpose of your coming, take this back."
Shopkeeper Tan was startled, and then whispered: "Does the eldest young master already know everything?"
That noble young master is none other than the genius of the Gao family, the youngest Wenzong scholar in the city of God, Gao Wentian.
Gao Wentian looked at Shopkeeper Tan and smiled softly: "This matter is so big and has already been spread to the Academy of Arts. How could I not know about it? Besides, this 'Susheng Little Dream' has caused trouble as soon as it came to God.
With such a big news and the limelight now, who wouldn't pay attention to his every move? It just so happens that I am also very interested in his ability to write stories, so I would like to take this opportunity to see who he is, who was once known as
The guy who is a 'genius writer' is more powerful, but now I, the 'youngest writer in the capital of God', am better."
"..."
Hearing the eldest young master's words, shopkeeper Tan didn't know how serious he was. He just felt that the eldest young master looked very stylish. Anyway, he didn't understand, so he could only bow in agreement, and then retreated with the tips bag.
Not long after, Shopkeeper Tan brought the tips bag back to Wangyue Tower and told Gao Wentian's words exactly.
After hearing those words, Gao Chong raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "This big man is still so confident. He is also invincible among his peers. It seems that he is also very bored."
Gao Jin was not in the mood to pay attention to this. He quickly took the tips bag, then opened the note inside and saw that there was only one word written on it - Immortal.