Empress Chu

A lot of people watching the excitement from other floors also dispersed. They didn't spend so much money to see two young people, one of whom was a female contestant.

"Isn't this nonsense." Qi Leyun laughed even more, "Chu Zhao competes with others? What can she do? The words are written crookedly."

"Yeah, I haven't read many books." A girl sneered, "That time I made a typo on purpose, and she pretended to know how to flatter me."

"She doesn't play with us, she doesn't embarrass herself in front of us." The girl at the other table said plainly, "So she wanted to embarrass herself in public."

Another girl opened her mouth, her expression hesitated for a moment, and what she said was different from everyone else: "Maybe she has worked hard these days, so she showed it off."

Others laughed even more when they heard it.

"What skills can she use? What can she learn?" "Learn to beat people."

Hearing everyone's laughter, the girl laughed too, but she still muttered, "Maybe she learned the piano?"

She couldn't help thinking of the song that Chu Zhao walked away humming that day.

But anyway, knowing a piece of music doesn't mean he can be compared with Chu Ke. Chu Ke is only mediocre, but he has studied for more than ten years.

How can Chu Zhao, who has been in the Bianjun military camp for more than ten years, compare with him.

"Look, Third Young Master Xie has got up." A girl suddenly called out.

Are you going?

The girls all looked over, and Qi Leyun even stood up, first saw a corner of the robe, and then a young man came out from behind the pillar, with jade hairpin tied up, and there were several young people who stood up with him, but in the Among these people, he is like a crane, dazzling and outstanding.

The next moment he saluted these people, watched those people leave, and then turned around and sat back again, while several people from other places came over and surrounded him instantly, blocking everyone's sight.

Complaints abounded.

"It's really annoying." Qi Leyun said, but he was happy, "Fortunately, the third son was not disturbed by Chu Zhao's nonsense and left, otherwise, I would have to beat Chu Zhao!"

"How can the third son care about these mundane things." Another girl said with a smile.

From the beginning to the end, Third Young Master Xie didn't even glance downstairs.

Everyone ignored Chu Zhao's absurdity, and while chatting in low voices, they looked at Third Young Master Xie. Although they couldn't see him, sitting here, the surrounding atmosphere was different.

The third floor is quiet and quiet, and the second floor is a bit more lively. After all, they are sitting close to each other. From time to time, they glance at where Chu Zhao and Chu Ke are, and discuss a few words.

Deng Yi had already returned to his seat, and he didn't go over there to look around. The food Chu Zhao ordered had already been delivered, and he began to eat with a relaxed expression.

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"I don't bully you either." Chu Zhao sat down and looked at Chu Ke, "I'll compare you to what you got on the post of the third prince essay."

Chu Ke tidied up his clothes and hair, but the marks of the beating on his face could not be removed, no matter how he looked at it, he was no longer Mr. Pianpian.

"Chu Zhao, I don't know why you want to humiliate yourself." He said with a sneer, "Do you want to lose face so that you can't stay in the capital, and then go back to the border county with the excuse of crying?"

He slapped his hand on the table.

"Let me tell you, even if you lose face, you have to stay in the capital. From now on, you will not only embarrass yourself, but also embarrass your father even more!"

Chu Zhao didn't get up to beat him again, and said lightly, "Stop talking nonsense, it's not certain who will lose face. Come on, the first game of chess."

The third prince Wangchun Garden Literary Association entered the garden for assessment, including chess, calligraphy, and talent.

The store clerk of Yaqu Pavilion brought the chess pieces, set up the pens, ink, papers and inkstones, and thoughtfully set up a new table case - as long as it is not a fight, the store welcomes such elegant things.

Chu Ke looked at the chessboard and joked: "Speaking of which, you are more familiar with the sand table, right?"

Chu Zhao ignored him, stretched out his hand to pick up the chess and dropped it, with a soft sound, the white went first.

Seeing Luo Zi, Chu Ke smiled contemptuously.

He stretched out his hand to stroke his sleeve, and calmly settled down.

Chapter 27 Two Wins

There were no more fights on the second floor, but the scattered people slowly gathered again. The crowd was not noisy, but quieter than before.

Some people passed by, took a look, and stopped.

Most people sat at the table and ate their own meals, but they called the waiter from time to time, asking not what food and drinks they wanted, but: "How is it going?"

The shop clerk replied enthusiastically, "Fifty lots."

"It's only fifty moves, which is too slow." The guest shook his head with his beard, "It seems that his chess skills are not very good."

The store clerk smiled and said, "It's the third game of fifty moves."

The guest was surprised: "So fast?" But he still shook his head, "It can be seen that the chess skills are still not very good."

The guest next to him was tolerant, and said with a smile, "One is seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other is only thirteen or fourteen. How about your chess skills?"

Only these two are better than the winner.

He asked the shop clerk, "Who is better?"

The store clerk excitedly stretched out his fingers to make a three-pointer: "The three rounds are all Miss Chu."

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Chu Zhao looked at Chu Ke on the opposite side, and asked impatiently, "Do you want to play again?"

The Chuke people on the opposite side were about to be stuck on the chessboard, and there were two young people beside him giving him advice and whispering, but so what, Chu Zhao's victory was a foregone conclusion, and a few more people giving advice would not be able to recover.

Chu Ke raised his hand and threw the chess piece on the board, raised his head and his face was livid.

When did this damn girl learn how to play chess?Don't you say nothing?Even hidden.

"There's nothing to hide about being able to play chess." Chu Zhao picked up the chess pieces and said lightly, "It's just to pass the time."

Seeing this disgusting appearance, Chu Ke stretched out his hand and hammered it hard on the table a few times: "Bi Shuyi! Chess is just a fun to pass the time, I spend all my time on reading."

Girls have nothing to do and play chess for fun. Scholars don't have that time, and it is understandable that their chess skills are slightly low.

Chu Zhao smiled: "Okay, I don't need to study to settle down, so calligraphy is just a way to pass the time."

Liang Qiang laughed at the side: "Then let us see and see."

Other young people also echoed. After a game of chess, everyone looked at Chu Zhao differently. Although Chu Ke's chess skills are indeed bad, this girl is really capable, and she is not only good at beating and swearing.

Looking at the eyes of the young people who only complimented him, Chu Ke beat the table even more annoyed: "Then hurry up and clear the table!"

The young people smiled and moved the chessboard away, took the pens, inks, papers and inkstones that the store had sent long ago and set them up. Chu Zhao didn't say much, sat upright, raised his sleeves and started to write.

Seeing the girl's peaceful face, the young people stopped talking and laughing, and they were quieter than when they played chess before.

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"It's so quiet."

Qi Leyun rested his chin on his hand and looked at the opposite porch pillar. The seats over there were obviously full, but he couldn't hear Mr. Xie talking and laughing.

Third Young Master Xie is really a quiet person.

She couldn't help but glance down, with a slightly annoyed look on her face.

"Why is Chu Zhao so quiet? Has she left?"

Although the girls don't care about that side anymore, the maidservants are still asking, so that they can tell about Chu Zhao's embarrassment at any time to make the girls happy.

It's just that it hasn't arrived yet.

A maid said: "I didn't leave, Chu Zhao is competing with Mr. Chu Ke in calligraphy."

Qi Leyun and the other girls turned their heads to look at the maidservant with surprised and funny expressions.

"Chu Zhao has some kind of calligraphy skills. It's not bad if he can write correctly."

"Didn't we let her write? Remember how ridiculous she wrote?"

"Although Chu Ke is average, how can she be compared?"

"If Chu Tang came, he would be about the same as Chu Kebi."

However, someone also thought of another matter, and called the maidservant to ask, "Didn't you just talk about playing chess? Who won?"

Oh yes, and this, the girls also stared and asked.

The maid timidly stretched out three fingers: "Miss Chu won all three rounds."

The girls were in an uproar.

"Is Chu Ke's chess skills so bad?"

"What a shame."

"Chu Ke is mediocre in the first place, and Chu Tang is the most powerful in the Chu family."

"The Chu family's face was completely lost by him, losing to Chu Zhao."

"Hey, don't both of them belong to the Chu family?"

The girls chattered and chattered, Qi Leyun withdrew half of his heart from the porch by Mr. Xie San, and ordered the maidservant, "Go and watch, and see what the hell Chu Zhao can write."

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There were more people around, not as quiet as before, and some maidservants squeezed in, they couldn't understand, and kept asking others, "How is the writing?"

The others looked at the girl who was sitting upright and writing, and nodded: "Xiaokai is okay, I learned it with my heart."

It’s just okay, the maidservants breathed a sigh of relief, tiptoed to watch Chu Zhao finish writing a piece of paper, and put it aside, the writing on it was clear and beautiful, and it really wasn’t unusual, it was almost the same as what his own ladies wrote.

"Hey." The person beside him suddenly said, "She changed another font."

Others noticed it too and couldn't help moving forward. The people in front were upset when they were squeezed, "Don't squeeze." "You stepped on my foot."

The scene was a little tumultuous.

Chu Ke couldn't help but look up, only to find that there were so many people coming, and looking at Chu Zhao opposite, he had already finished writing one, and was writing the second one intently——

Calligraphy is not about writing faster than anyone else!

Chu Ke felt resentful in his heart, and picked up the pen to speed up, and more discussions sounded in his ears, and it was girls who were mentioned in his ears.

"This girl is quite good at running script."

"This girl is young, and her writing skills are vigorous, and she has also worked hard."

"Hey! This girl has changed her script again, it's cursive!"

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"I don't believe it, what kind of cursive script does she know!" Qi Leyun stood up and glanced at the pillars. The pillars would not run away for the time being. She took back the remaining half of her heart and pushed the maidservant away, "I'll go have a look!"

The girls who couldn't hold back their curiosity for a long time also got up one after another, and they all went downstairs, and the jeweled and beautiful clothes immediately became a scene again.

More eyes looked over, and then followed to the second floor.

Deng Yi shook the pot, but it was already empty. He raised his hand to call the shop assistants, who were also looking at the second floor, pointing and laughing in a low voice. Deng Yi called twice before the shop assistants came over.

"One more jug of wine." He said, pointing to the empty seat opposite, "This one will pay the bill."

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After writing the four sheets of paper, Chu Zhao looked at Chu Ke who was still writing vigorously, and reminded, "Brother, you can write more books than anyone else."

Chu Ke raised his head, not knowing why his hair was messed up again, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked even more embarrassed.

He looked around, and the eyes of the surroundings finally fell on him.

"Brother Ake." A playmate pointed at his paper with a little embarrassment, "You spelled the word wrong."

That's because he put away the pen too quickly, Chu Ke was so angry that he slapped the pen on the table, and stretched out his hand: "Let me see!"

What Chu Zhao had written was no longer on the table, but passed around for reading by people around.

Only six or seven pieces of paper he wrote were scattered on the desk case, and the onlookers were not interested in picking them up and looking at them, they just bent over and glanced——

So bullying!