Su Yourong's gentle demeanor changed completely; her entire aura shifted.
"I'm just concerned about him!"
Song Lianxin retorted, "Miss Su's actions are a bit too overbearing!"
"Why are you concerned about my man when you don't care about your own?"
Su Yourong raised her delicate eyebrows, "As for being overbearing, I am the Grand Tutor's daughter, and my mother is a first-rank Lady of the Court. You, on the other hand, are merely a merchant's daughter. So what if I bully you?"
"You..."
Song Lianxin was speechless, her heart filled with hatred.
Bitch!
Isn't this bitch just relying on her father being the Grand Tutor and her mother being a first-rank Lady of the Court?
If not for her good fortune, she would be nothing!
However, anger was anger.
A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.
No matter what, she certainly wouldn't dare to slap Su Yourong in public right now.
Endure!
This slap, she'd remember it for later!
Let this slap be the price for spreading the news that Su Yourong brings misfortune to her husbands!
Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, Guo Sheng quickly stepped forward to mediate, "Calm down, everyone, calm down! It's my inadequate hosting, and I apologize to everyone here! You are all respectable people, and with so many watching, let's not lose our dignity..."
As he spoke, Guo Sheng kept bowing and apologizing to everyone.
Although he was happy to see these two groups verbally sparring and bringing fame to his poetry society, he couldn't let them start a physical fight here.
"Lianxin, let's go!"
Zhao Ying growled, leading Song Lianxin and a few others away.
Song Lianxin said nothing, only glaring at Su Yourong and Shen Jing with a dark expression, raging internally.
You all just wait!
I will definitely not let you off!
"You've made me see you in a new light!"
Shen Jing turned his face to look at Su Yourong, his eyes full of laughter.
"Then you should also make me see you in a new light!"
Su Yourong snorted delicately, whispering, "Zhao Ying definitely wants to gain fame. If you don't surpass him, I'll make you sleep in the woodshed!"
"…"
Shen Jing's face stiffened, "I… I'll try my best!"
Damn it!
How did this fire spread to him?
He did have some reserves in his belly.
But the problem was, he didn't even know the poetry topic yet!
He also didn't know if the reserves in his belly would match the poetry topic!
"Not 'try your best,' but 'must'!"
Su Yourong raised an eyebrow.
"I say, you're not doing this on purpose, are you?"
Shen Jing looked at her with a bitter expression, "You're putting on this act to test whether I truly have real talent?"
"What are you thinking!"
Su Yourong glared at him reproachfully, "If I were testing you, would I put myself in this position? Soon, everyone in Luochuan Prefecture will know I'm a jinx."
"What jinx!"
Shen Jing smiled dismissively, "That just means others are not blessed enough to enjoy it! You, this vixen, are naturally enchanting. Ordinary men can't resist you; only I can tame you!"
"You're the vixen!"
Su Yourong, embarrassed and annoyed, lightly pinched Shen Jing.
"Hiss… Guoyi!"
Shen Jing exaggeratedly gasped, letting out a strange cry that made everyone turn their heads.
That sound…
How could it sound like… that?
Su Yourong was so mortified that she buried her head, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
Watching the two of them in their 'lovey-dovey' state, many envious onlookers secretly scoffed.
Su Yourong herself admitted she had brought death to three men!
What good was her good family background and beauty?
You had to be blessed enough to enjoy it!
Don't look at Shen Jing's current self-satisfaction; he'd probably be dead soon!
Next time, it would likely be a genuine death notice.
Thinking this, those who envied and were jealous of Shen Jing finally found some balance.
This, of course, included Li Zhao.
However, Li Zhao's heart was filled more with regret.
Li Zhao gently tugged at Shen Jing, who was teasing Su Yourong, and asked in a low voice, "Is what Song Lianxin said true?"
"Does true or false matter? Am I not living perfectly fine?"
Shen Jing smiled indifferently, "I don't believe in bringing misfortune to husbands; I only believe some people have shallow blessings! However, I am definitely a person of profound blessings!"
Li Zhao was speechless.
After a moment of silence, Li Zhao gave Shen Jing a thumbs-up, "Putting everything else aside, just your attitude alone is truly worthy of Miss Su!"
"Absolutely!"
Shen Jing laughed heartily, "Only I am worthy of her!"
Li Zhao smiled, changing the subject, "I saw that Zhao Ying seemed to be injured, right? Do you know what happened?"
"It's not really an injury."
Shen Jing said casually, "He just took twenty hard blows from a stick!"
Li Zhao's face twitched violently.
Just… twenty hard blows?
He said it so damn casually!
Those twenty blows didn't land on him!
With a heart full of gossip, Li Zhao began to inquire about the specific situation from Shen Jing.
Shen Jing briefly explained the situation to him.
As Li Zhao looked stunned, he couldn't help but exclaim, "One person takes twenty hard blows and can still attend a poetry gathering, while another takes twenty slaps, and there's not a single mark on her face! One has a thick butt, the other a thick skin; they truly are the most compatible…"
Chi Chi nodded vigorously, "Young Master is right!"
"You just keep gloating!"
Su Yourong rolled her eyes at him.
Shen Jing was very innocent.
He truly felt this from the bottom of his heart!
If it were him, taking twenty hard blows to the butt, he'd definitely be bedridden for ten days to half a month.
But look at Zhao Ying; in just a few days, he's already able to walk around?
Sigh!
When the business takes off, he should pay Ye Li the silver he owes her as soon as possible!
Look at the guards around her; they're so starved!
They can't even put any strength into a beating!
While Shen Jing was lost in thought, Zhao Ying and Song Lianxin on the other side glared over with faces full of hatred.
Zhao Ying and his group also had a separate area on the attic, so they didn't need to crowd with others.
But because of the injury on his butt, Zhao Ying didn't sit down, nor did he feel comfortable sticking his butt out and lying there. He could only lean against the railing and stand.
Since Zhao Ying was standing, Song Lianxin and their few lackeys naturally couldn't sit down and also stood.
The lackey He Liang looked at Zhao Ying with some concern, "Titled Scholar Zhao, will this dog Shen Jing steal the show again today?"
"Don't worry!"
Zhao Ying scoffed, "With me here today, he won't have a chance to steal the show!"
Today, he had come prepared!
Otherwise, why would he come here even with an injury?
Recently, because of Shen Jing's half-finished "ode to the goddess of the luo river" and a few stunning poems, many people had started saying that he, the number one scholar of Huaizhou, was merely famous in name.
Today, he was going to let people know that he, Zhao Ying, was by no means famous for nothing!
Zhao Ying clenched his fists, staring at Shen Jing with a frosty expression.
If someone like Shen Jing truly had talent, he would have completed the "ode to the goddess of the luo river" long ago. Why would he drag it out until now?
He copied it!
He definitely copied it!
I, Zhao Ying, am the true number one scholar of Huaizhou!"
