Jiang Li and Dao Nu appeared almost out of thin air on the moon-viewing platform on the rooftop of Zuiyue Tower.

Dao Nu was obviously well prepared. He took out two masks and put them on together with the empress very skillfully.

"Miss, this way please."

The two of them walked down from the moon-viewing platform together, and all they saw was a bustling crowd.

Zuiyue Tower was so crowded that there was no room left to enter.

The scalpers have already driven up the price to the sky. The original price to enter Zuiyue Tower was three hundred taels, but now it has been raised to one thousand taels.

But there were still people scrambling for admission seats. They all knew that there was a "greatest poem of all time" in Zuiyue Tower, and every student wanted to go in and see it for themselves.

Jiang Li saw this and couldn't help but sigh: "This Zuiyuelou really knows how to do business."

"Miss, this was actually the idea of ​​Earl Jing'an. He booked the Drunken Moon Tower, and except for the royal seats, all the other seats were fully booked. It started at 300 taels, but now it's been driven up to 1,000 taels. I roughly calculated that just these tickets alone have sold for nearly 600,000 taels of silver."

Six hundred thousand taels is equivalent to sixty thousand taels of gold.

This is more than the previous imperial gift.

Jiang Li is in charge of the big things, so he naturally understands the people's livelihood. In Tiandu, there are three large treasuries, and this is probably the amount of money spent for the whole night.

She had a smooth journey and walked into Zuiyue Tower. She saw several students anxiously changing into waiter's clothes, and she couldn't help but show a look of confusion again.

Dao Nu explained, "They're the young master Sheng Huainan's way of making money. Lin Che made a killing, so Sheng Huainan took them in for a fee of one thousand taels each. But they can only act as waiters to serve customers."

Jiang Li couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. He is truly a businessman.

After a while, the two arrived at the private room reserved for the royal family.

There were already shadow guards waiting inside.

Jiang Li finally saw the original version of this poem, which is known as the best poem of all time.

My first impression was, this character is so ugly!!

And at this moment.

Lin Che was counting all the seats, wondering if they were full.

When I looked up, I found that a light was on outside a private room on the top floor. This meant that there were guests inside.

Lin Che immediately grabbed Sheng Huainan and said, "Brother Nan, this is really not nice of you. You said you couldn't use this private room, but now you're bringing people in? You want to keep it all to yourself, right?"

Sheng Huainan said quickly, "Brother, I wouldn't dare. That's a private room reserved for the royal family. I guess it's a little prince, or a princess, or a princess who came out to watch the fun. How could I dare bring anyone in?"

"Don't you have enough people with you? In just a short while, I've seen over a dozen new waiters."

"Hehehe. Big brother, you eat the meat, and I'll just drink the soup. I only brought thirty, and there's really no room for everyone. I won't bring any more."

Sheng Huainan was so happy. He had a sudden idea because he saw Lin Che firing his own scalper.

By bringing in these thirty "waiters", he made thirty thousand taels of silver for free.

But this is not a breach of contract.

Lin Che had no choice. She couldn't make all the money by herself.

Just at this moment.

clang--

Da Zhuang, who was standing next to him, struck the gong and shouted stupidly:

"Fifteen o'clock, exactly!!"

This loud shout means that the time has come.

Lin Che chuckled, stood up, and glanced around. All the Confucian students didn't dare to say much.

No one dared to come up with a poem to compete with his.

"It seems that you Confucian scholars are not very good at poetry. Since no one has come forward to challenge you, you have lost."

The students' faces turned red and blue, and they wanted to curse, but they had to admit defeat.

"You're not good at lyrics. Next up, poetry."

"Here, I have two pentasyllabic poems. I'll give you three hours to write them. If any of your poems can compare to mine, I'll lose—"

Lin Che's attitude was still so arrogant, and he didn't take these students seriously at all.

With a swish, a student opened his folding fan and stood up.

"How shameless! In my Confucian Academy, the most important thing is poetic talent. If you want to challenge us to a pentasyllabic regulated verse competition, come on!"

"Exactly. Don't you know that our Senior Brother Meng Yu was recruited into the Confucian Academy when he was only fifteen years old, because he astonished the entire Da Gan with his song 'Asking the Heavens'?"

OK, OK.

You're right to be so excited.

Lin Che was very satisfied with the results. He spread out his hands and said:

"Two hundred thousand silver!"

After experiencing it for the first time, many students already understood what Lin Che meant.

It's about collecting money for betting again.

However, if they don't dare, outsiders will really think they are afraid.

Meng Yu had just lost 100,000 silver notes, and his face looked a little unnatural, but in such a situation, how could he back down?

"Two hundred thousand, I'll pay!"

The students were in an uproar again.

They all praised Senior Brother Meng Yu for his righteousness and for sacrificing so much to save Zhou Xianchun.

Even Lin Che looked at Meng Yu with suspicion: Could this talented Meng Yu be having a relationship with someone else? What kind of physical relationship did he have with Zhou Xianchun?

However, Lin Che took the money and did the job promptly.

"Xiaoqing, bring me a pen—"

Lin Che began writing quickly in front of everyone.

Many students craned their necks to look, but Lin Che's writing was crooked and in the opposite direction of theirs, so they couldn't see the whole thing.

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