My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 1105

[Chapter 1072 Brother Wei]

Next, the scholars once again complimented each other, attracting the attention of many girls. They were very pleased with this.

The fat scholar was squeezed out of the crowd and stood alone outside, feeling a little lonely.

Of course, free from everyone’s surveillance, the fat scholar began to talk more.

“Pretend, keep pretending!”

“Bah, how disgusting!”

“I write limericks? You are the ones selling limericks!”

“Humph, after talking so much, don’t you dare to write?”

“I can’t write poetry, you guys? You can’t write much better than me!”

“…”

Seeing the fat scholar muttering there, Jing Zhe found it funny, so he walked up and patted him from behind.

The fat scholar was almost frightened to death by such a slap. When he turned around and saw Jing Zhe, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Why are you?”

Then he looked around and saw that no one else was looking this way. The fat scholar let out a sigh of relief. If what he just said was heard by them again, they might not be mocking him. It’s possible to hit him in person!

“Are you here to participate in the poetry gathering too?”

Jing Zhe nodded and said with a smile, “I would also like to thank Brother Wei. I naturally want to come and see such a grand peach blossom poetry gathering!”

“How…how did you know that my surname is Wei? “

The fat scholar’s surname is indeed Wei, but no one calls him “Brother Wei” like Jing Zhe does. Instead, they all call him Fatty Wei. Because he is too fat, he heard Jing Zhe call him “Brother Wei”. , Fatty Wei was still very moved.

Then he thought, when those people called him Fatty Wei just now, Jing Zhe must have listened, so he became a little depressed: “You must have heard what they just said, right?”

Jing Zhe nodded noncommittally, Then he asked: “It seems that they hate Brother Wei. I don’t know why?”

“Well, it’s because they are jealous of me…”

“…”

Jing Zhe thought that Fatty Wei would want the same things as those scholars. I started to brag – they were jealous of me so they slandered me, but the key point is that Jing Zhe didn’t find anything in Fatty Wei that made others jealous!

But after being introduced by Fatty Wei, Jing Zhe finally understood the cause and effect.

Fatty Wei’s surname is Wei Zhijian, and his name is Wei Zhijian.

There are many scholars in Jiangling, and children basically have to go to private schools when they reach an age. Therefore, any random person in Jiangling City will be a scholar, regardless of their interests, age, etc.

Fatty Wei doesn’t like to study, he only likes to eat and drink. Fatty Wei’s family is in business and his family is well-off, so he can eat well and drink spicy food every meal, which is why he is so fat.

When he was in school, he couldn’t listen in class and slept most of the time, so he couldn’t write any poetry. It was difficult for him to write even a limerick.

Not everyone in the school is rich, or it can be said that most people are from poor backgrounds. After all, everyone has to go to school, but there are only a few rich people.

Therefore, rich people like Fatty Wei have become a different kind. When others can only eat vegetables and rice, he eats chicken, duck and fish to his heart’s content. Who can bear this?

Therefore, it is normal for Fatty Wei to say that everyone is jealous of him.

Jing Zhe couldn’t help but sigh after hearing this. There is no one who is jealous because of eating. However, if Fatty Wei goes to his world, he will definitely become a very awesome mukbang. I can only say that he will not be born. It’s time.

Jing Zhe first expressed sympathy for Fatty Wei’s experience, and then asked curiously: “Brother Wei, in my opinion, although the poem you wrote is simpler, it is also catchy. They asked you to write it, and you wrote it.” Come down, what are you afraid of them doing?”

Fatty Wei still knew how much he weighed, and immediately blushed when Jing Zhe praised him.

He waved his hands and said: “Brother, you are so ridiculous! My poem… is really catchy, but I can’t write it down! You didn’t read it. Not only do I dare not write it, but no one except those people talks about it. Do you dare to write it down? It would be embarrassing if you did!”

“Oh?”

Jing Zhe asked curiously.

Next, Fatty Wei explained to him the rules of the Peach Blossom Poetry Club.

The Peach Blossom Poetry Club has been held for three consecutive days, and today is the last day.

For example, Fatty Wei, or the unknown scholars who mocked him in front of him, would write poems in the first two days. Unless there were any accidents, the poems written by these people were all mediocre and not outstanding.

Of course, they are all self-aware and know how much they weigh. Their poems are just to fill up their numbers. People who are really good at writing poems will write poems on the third day, which is today.

According to the rules, only three poems can be left on the stone table, and these three poems were not written casually.

As Jing Zhe had guessed before, if he wanted to leave a poem with calligraphy on the stone table, either the person who wrote the poem had a high reputation and everyone present recognized him, so he could leave the calligraphy.

Either he is a very talented poet, able to write poems that are astonishing and superior to others, and is recognized as the best. Only such poems are worthy of leaving calligraphy treasures on the stone table.

For this reason, every time three calligraphy poems are left at the Peach Blossom Poetry Meeting, they are all outstanding works and will be spread to various places for people to appreciate. Therefore, if Fatty Wei really writes his limericks on it, then he will Not only the people in Jiangling laugh at him, but everyone in the world laughs at him!

This is why not only Fatty Wei did not dare to write, but also so many people present did not dare to write!

Jing Zhe understood and asked again: “According to Brother Wei, the people who can keep the calligraphy treasure have not come yet, right?”

Fatty Wei nodded, glanced behind the door and said, “Master Feng At the poetry meeting attended by Miss He and Lin, the two of them were naturally the top winners. Who can write better poems than them in Jiangling or Anguo?”

Under Jing Zhe’s questioning, Wei The fat man started talking again.

Mr. Feng’s name is Feng Mubai, and he comes from the Feng family, which is a wealthy family in Jiangling, because Feng Mubai’s father, Feng Huanyou, once served as an official in Jingzhou. At the highest level, he was a fourth-grade Wenyuan bachelor. Later, he retired and returned to his hometown. In Jiangling, even if the governor of Jiangling met Feng Huanyou, he would respectfully address him as “Feng Da Yuan”, which shows how high Feng Huanyou’s status is.

With Feng Huanyou at the helm, the Feng family is naturally not bad. Moreover, the Feng family is cousin to Lin Qingshan, the head of the Qingcheng faction, and is considered the second largest family in Jiangling City. As for the first family, there are others.

As soon as he heard Lin Qingshan’s name, Jing Zhe remembered the guy who once had an idea for his third sister Qingqiu, but ended up falling out of love and wounding his third sister in a martial arts competition. He suddenly had no interest in this Feng Mubai, whom he had never met before. What a good impression.

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(End of this chapter)