Da'an's best son-in-law

After hearing Ye Chen's reminder, Yue Song reacted and hurriedly picked up the folding fan that fell on the ground and kept fanning it, as if trying to hide his inner uneasiness.

Things have reached this point, and the voice of "When will the bright moon come" has become so loud. No matter what he says, he will probably be regarded as narrow-minded. How can he gain a foothold among the scholars in Jizhou in the future.

After weighing the balance, he could only pretend to be generous and bow his hand towards Ye Chen.

"Brother Ye is so talented in literature, I admire you."

Having said that, the feather fan shaking faster and faster in his hand betrayed the former's heart. Ye Chen was able to suppress him, and he was extremely unhappy at the moment.

Seeing the former's inner reluctance, Ye Chen did not choose to expose it, and smiled lightly at Yue Song.

"Thank you brother-in-law for giving me this opportunity. Otherwise, it would never have been Ye's turn to be the leader. Ye Chencheng gave up."

After that, he bowed deeply to the former in a serious manner, as if he was very grateful from the bottom of his heart for the opportunity given to him by the former.

Yue Song's behavior and demeanor just now was copied by Ye Chen so vividly and returned intact.

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd of onlookers. Yue Song wanted to make Ye Chen look embarrassed, but now he shot himself in the foot. He was really embarrassed today.

"Ye Chen, what are you so proud of! Isn't it just a poem? Can it change your identity? Be polite when talking to my young master!"

Seeing Yue Song being ridiculed like this, the servants around him couldn't help but scold him.

"Snapped!"

Yue Song slapped the servant behind him with a loud slap on the face, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had just suffered. After the former received this slap, he immediately covered his cheek and did not dare to say anything more.

"Brother Ye won with fairness, it's your turn to talk too much!"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, somewhat unexpectedly. If Yue Songru had such a forbearance, he wouldn't have targeted him like this. What kind of medicine was being sold in this gourd?

After teaching the servants around him, Yue Song flicked his sleeves, turned around and said to Ye Chen

"Brother Ye is so talented in literature. It's not a worthwhile trip to see him today."

Just when Ye Chen thought that this person had suddenly changed gender, the former changed the subject and said

"After the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, there will be Jizhou's silk and satin competition. Yanran and I will represent our respective families to participate. I hope that Brother Ye will go with us. After all, you and I are members of the family, and literary talents are secondary. Can the family industry Getting to the next level is the first priority.”

The silk and satin competition is also an event held every year in Jizhou. Among the industries in Jizhou, the Lingluo silk and satin industry ranks first. Jizhou holds a competition every year to allow various families to compete in new silk products.

If the quality is good and it gets a good ranking, then the future business and sales will naturally be smooth. But if it is messed up and the competition product falls into a poor ranking, then the future sales may be difficult to predict.

Yue Song's father's Yue Family Trading Company has won the top three in the competition three times in a row. Now bringing this matter up is just to regain some face for himself.

It seemed that Yue Song really cared about his wife, and he never left Wei Yanran in his words.

Seeing through the latter's thoughts, Ye Chen nodded lightly.

"It depends"

Hearing this, Yue Song's unnatural expression suddenly became even more ugly. Ye Chen's answer did not give the former any face at all.

After suffering losses at Ye Chen's place one after another, Yue Song stopped staying any longer and turned around and left with his servants in despair.

"Uncle, you are so awesome! Although Yue Song is a bit bad, his poem is also one of the best. Who knew you could win him over just by saying it casually?"

Lian'er excitedly pulled Ye Chen's arm. She couldn't help but be a little impressed by Ye Chen's literary talent and grace in his gestures just now. We are thousands of miles apart and share the beauty of the moon. This poem by my uncle is too romantic.

Ye Chen smiled faintly and patted the little girl's head.

If this girl hadn't insisted on standing up for him, even if Yue Song's words went to hell today, I probably wouldn't have paid him any attention.

Amidst bursts of applause and cheers, this time the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition finally came to an end, but I am afraid that after today, Ye Chen's name will spread throughout Jizhou City.

At that time, his name will no longer be the son-in-law of the Wei family, but Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was about to take Lian'er away to go shopping elsewhere, but the sound from the cruise ship behind him stopped him.

"Master Ye, please stay."

Ye Chen turned around and found that the woman who spoke was the woman who had just asked for lyrics and music from the scholars, and said in confusion.

"what's the matter"

The woman bowed slightly towards Ye Chen, and after saluting, she said again

"The young master's literary talent is really extraordinary. My Miss Qiyun admires the young master very much and wants to invite him to the cruise ship. The young lady is willing to sing a song for the young master."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused envious voices from around him. The reason why today's Mid-Autumn Poetry Recital is unprecedentedly lively is mostly because of Miss Qiyun's fame.

Now that the lottery was taken by Ye Chen alone, how could it not arouse their envy? However, despite this, everyone still had no dissatisfaction with Ye Chen.

I'm afraid only banished immortals can write such poems.

Regarding this Miss Qiyun, Ye Chen has been hearing about it from many scholars since he came to the poetry meeting, and he is still a little curious in his heart.

Just as he was about to say yes, he caught a glimpse of Lian'er's cold eyes that seemed to be murderous. The little girl's brows furrowed viciously, as if Ye Chen would eat him if he agreed.

"Lian'er, you..."

"Uncle, if you go, I will tell my lady about you taking Lian'er to Goulan!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen, who was still eager to try, suddenly became weak. This little girl had no other abilities, but this handle alone was enough to kill him, so he had to give it up.

"Please also tell Miss Qiyun that Ye Chen appreciates Miss's kindness, but it's just a matter of presenting yourself, so I'll say goodbye."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of exclamations from the surroundings, and puzzled eyes were all shot on Ye Chen.

Then Ye Chen actually rejected Miss Qiyun's invitation?

You know, how many dignitaries and dignitaries in Jizhou have to spend a lot of money to listen to this young lady play a piece of music. Ye Chen refused with just one word?

The sensation caused by this behavior is no less than that of the song "When Will the Bright Moon Come" just now.

Ignoring the commotion of the people around him, Ye Chen raised Lian'er's brows and turned to leave. It was already late at night, and Wei Yanran's negotiation should be coming to an end.

Looking at Ye Chen's leaving figure, the woman who had spoken just now did not force him to stay, but turned around and walked into the cruise ship.

"Miss, Mr. Ye refused."

Hearing this, the woman who was stroking the pipa in her hand raised her head slightly in shock, with a hint of confusion in her beautiful eyes.

How many people in Jizhou spent a lot of money to buy her to play a piece of music. Today, I took the initiative to invite her, but Ye Chen said no and refused?

It seems that the Wei family's son-in-law is far from being as simple as the rumors say.

"Thousands of miles apart, we share the beauty of the beauty. What a strange man it is to be able to write such words..."