Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 375 Sick Miss VS Dude ([-])
Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and soon came the day of the Qushui Banquet.

The imperial city is full of traffic, and BMW carvings can be seen everywhere.

It is not unusual for the carriage of the Chu Mansion to be mixed among the children of the nobles.

Qushui is located in the southeast corner of the imperial city. It is famous for the celebrities drinking and having fun here in the previous dynasty.

Every year on this day, it is a place where literati and inkmen meet to drink and have fun.

Because he can bring his family with him, Nanwan also goes with him.

"Young lady."

Sutang lifted a corner of the car curtain, poked his head out to watch curiously, his little face was blushing with excitement: "It's so lively here!"

"The Qushui banquet has always been like this."

There are not a few people with their families today, and the slender young girl laughs like a bell, easily attracting the attention of everyone on the field.

"The young master is over there."

With sharp eyes, Sutang quickly spotted a figure in the crowd.

Chu Jin was surrounded by a group of people at this time.

He is used to wearing red clothes on weekdays, and today is no exception.

The young Lang's eyebrows are exquisite and full of vitality, and many people have come forward to inquire about his identity.

Even if they knew what kind of virtue Chu Jin was, many people threw embroidered bags at him.

"Miss."

Sutang was so angry that she was dying: "He is too much."

"Heart of beauty in everyone."

Nan Wan put down the curtain and stopped looking.

Chu Jin keenly sensed a gaze, and when he turned around, that gaze disappeared for no reason, so he had no choice but to give up.

He bypassed his popular brother and sneaked elsewhere, trying to be a transparent person.

"Chu Jin."

Chu Yun's face was dark: "You tell me honestly with your elder brother."

Even if you can't do it well, at least you should make friends with some famous people and wash your eyes well.

On weekdays, they make friends with a bunch of stuff!
Chu Jin shrank her neck and followed behind Chu Chao sullenly.

Chu Chao was surrounded by a group of people looking for him to ask for knowledge, and he couldn't take care of Chu Jin for a while.

When he reacted, Chu Jin didn't know where to run.

Nan Wan was reading a book quietly in the carriage, when a rustling sound disturbed her thoughts.

Before she could think about it, Chu Jin sneaked into the carriage.

"Why is Mr. Xiang here?"

Nan Wan was slightly surprised.

In the past few days, the relationship between Chu Jin and Nan Wan has improved a lot.

When dealing with Nan Wan, Chu Jin was not as resistant as before.

He changed to a comfortable sitting position, and complained softly: "What's so good about those poems and songs?"

He doesn't like reading, and he doesn't want to discuss his studies with those well-mannered scholars, competing for superiority in the six arts of gentlemen.
He couldn't find a quiet place to stay anywhere, so he could only come to Nan Wan.

At least Nanwan won't discuss those matters with him.

"Miss."

Sutang said softly: "The banquet has begun, Madam invites you to go over."

Chu Jin's face was numb.

It seemed that he was destined not to escape this disaster.

"Go here."

Nan Wan closed the book in her hand, and asked Chu Jin beside her with her gaze.

"I am with you."

Chu Jin frowned.

I hope his father will forgive him this time for his mother's sake.

The Qushui Banquet is organized by His Majesty personally selecting the ceremony officials, whether it is pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, or plants and trees, all complement each other.

A gentleman is better than the six arts, so naturally there must be someone to judge.

To be fair, the emperor handed over the matter to the aristocratic family.

People from various factions of the aristocratic family served as judges.

Nan Fu just took up a seat.

Chu Jin tasted the melons and fruits boredly, listening to the eloquence of those scholars.

Seeing him like this, Chu Yun was even more angry.

As if noticing Chu Yun's gaze, Chu Jin dodged a little guilty, trying to cover up.

Chu Yun was even angrier.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Chu Chao hurriedly tried to persuade him.

He went for the leader today.

His Majesty decreed that as long as he gets the leader of the Six Arts, he can ask His Majesty for a promise.

But why is the leader of the Six Arts so easy to get?

Chu Chao looked around indiscriminately, most of them were young geniuses and talented people.

It is extremely difficult to stand out among these people.

Before the competition of the six arts, all interested contestants must receive a wooden plaque from the judges to be eligible to participate.

Each person is limited to participate once, and cannot be repeated, so as not to mess up the rules.

Chu Jin didn't want to participate and didn't receive the wooden sign.

Unexpectedly, his name was already on the list.

Chu Jin was stunned.

How did he compete without a wooden card?

He looked up at his surroundings and was caught off guard by his left back.

Zuo Hui was tossing a small wooden signboard in boredom, seeing him look over, he showed him a sarcastic smile.

No matter how stupid Chu Jin was, she could guess that Zuo Hui had tampered with it.

He did not receive a wooden medal, but there were also many people who participated in the competition in his name.

This is handled by His Majesty himself, and cannot be withdrawn.

Chu Jin clenched his fist.

If he retreated, he would embarrass the Chu family, and might anger His Majesty.

Zuo Hui was waiting for him here.

Chu Sheng looked shocked, and for the first time felt that his ears had heard wrong.

His son, who had always been a playboy, actually ended up taking part in the test.

Regardless of whether Chu Jin would embarrass him or not, Chu Sheng couldn't bear to blame him for his courage alone.

Chu Chao was puzzled for a moment, very puzzled, but remembering that his younger brother usually liked Cuju, he didn't think deeply about it, he just thought about how his brothers would arrange it later.

First the Six Arts, then Cuju.

When Chu Jin came to the stage, many people were looking at him.

Everyone has heard of Chu Jin's reputation in the imperial city to some extent.

Chu Jin didn't know anything about poems, songs, fu and articles.

How did he have the courage to take the stage?
With this thought in mind, everyone looked a lot more serious.

The stream is gurgling, and the spring is infinite.

Chu Jin slowly stretched out her hand, and drew a lottery from the table into the lottery holder.

There are games on the signature, and the same games are all his competitors.

"Twenty games."

"Yan Qi also played [-] games?"

"A must-lose game."

Someone shook his head and sighed.

If Chu Jin is a dandy who can't make poetry or martial arts, Yan Qi is the star of Wenqu.

He was born in an aristocratic family, studied under the famous Confucianism, learned calligraphy at the age of three, and composed poetry at the age of five. There is no doubt that he is a genius.

When these two people met, it was like jade meeting rubble.

The rubble is rough and rough, how can it be compared with the flawless jade, just comparing the two is an insult to the Yan family.

Yan Qi froze when he heard Chu Jin's name, and showed him a kind smile.

But in such a scene, this smile has a provocative meaning no matter how you look at it.

Zuo Hui happily watched the show from the sidelines.

With Chu Jin's impulsive personality, she will definitely lose her temper at this time, and she will compete with Yan Qi.

When……

Zuo sneered.

Chu Jin was disgraced and reduced to a scum.

Chu Jin clenched the lottery in her hand and said, "I admit defeat."

What?throw in the towel?

Zuo Hui almost doubted his ears.

How could the always proud Chu Jin say such a thing?Didn't he always find it embarrassing to act like this?
But Chu Jin's expression at this time does not look like a fake, sincerity and falsehood can be clearly seen at a glance.

(End of this chapter)