Chapter 39 My poem is worth a thousand pieces of gold.



Yang Peng had never seen anything so powerful before.

A powerful electric current instantly passed through his body.

Yang Peng was drenched in water by the teacup that Jiang Tian threw at him.

When the stun gun was used on him, the guy trembled all over, and his wet hair even started to smoke from the shock.

With a thud, the guy fell straight to the ground.

Everyone was shocked when they saw it.

They didn't know how Jiang Tian made his move.

Jiang Tian kept the stun gun tucked inside his sleeve.

The dozen or so pimps at Hongxiuzhao were no match for Yang Peng, but Jiang Tian subdued them completely with a single move.

The Flower Goddess walked up to Jiang Tian and gave him a deep bow, saying, "Thank you for your help, young master."

"Don't mention it. I can't stand seeing beautiful women being bullied."

The people in the audience nodded in agreement.

"You won't get away with bullying the Flower Goddess."

"If you want to bully the Flower Goddess, you'll have to get past us first."

"Don't be afraid, Flower Goddess. With a group of us men here, no one will dare to do anything to you."

"Flower Goddess, would you please take this opportunity to dance for us tonight?"

These guys are all hindsight experts.

When Yang Peng was showing off his power, they all cowered there like turtles, not daring to utter a single word.

Now, Jiang Tian has knocked Yang Peng to the ground.

These guys were all craning their necks, trying to act tough in front of this pretty girl.

"When you guys first arrived, why did you all cower like turtles?"

When Yang Peng was about to make a move on the Flower Goddess, I didn't see a single one of you dare to stand up for her.

Jiang Tian's words tore off their hypocritical masks.

The Flower Goddess walked to the center of the stage.

Sure enough, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

The name "Flower Goddess" is absolutely correct.

Several pimps went up on the stage and dragged Yang Peng off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have caught a cold. However, in order not to spoil your fun, I will dance for you today even though I am ill."

Upon hearing this, everyone whistled excitedly.

Upon hearing this, the madam walked up to the Flower Goddess and said, "Daughter, you shouldn't push yourself if you're not feeling well."

"Mom, don't worry. Even if I'm not feeling well, I'll still dance for you all today."

Upon hearing this, the madam sighed and walked to the edge of the stage: "Gentlemen, did you all hear that clearly? It's rare for my daughter to show such kindness to you all."

“My daughter has sacrificed her health for everyone’s sake. I think you gentlemen and gentry would not be able to bear to see my daughter like this.”

"Gentlemen and gentlemen, please show your appreciation in small ways."

Several pimps nearby also took the opportunity to stir up trouble.

"The Flower Goddess wasn't feeling well, but she still danced for us. I'll pay for it." A young master pulled out two thousand taels of silver.

The pimp quickly stepped forward with the tray.

The young master placed the silver notes on the tray.

The pimp immediately shouted, "Young Master Zhao has rewarded us with two thousand taels of silver."

The young men next to them, seeing this, immediately refused to be outdone.

"Young Master Huang Silang has awarded three thousand taels of silver."

"Young Master Dong has awarded four thousand taels of silver."

Each time a spoiled young man placed a silver note on the tray, the pimp would shout loudly.

There's an advantage to calling it that way.

Under the public eye, these young men are bound to compete with each other.

Besides, their goddess, the Flower Goddess, was right there on the stage, watching them.

This pimp has a firm grasp on consumers' psychology.

In the end, one of the young masters increased the reward to ten thousand taels of silver.

Upon hearing this from the center of the stage, the madam beamed from ear to ear: "Thank you, young master! Thank you all for gracing us with your presence! Thank you all for caring for my daughter!"

In just a short while, the madam had collected over ten thousand taels of silver.

The pimp, carrying a tray, walked to the center of the stage and stood in front of Jiang Tian.

"Young master, how much silver will you reward me?"

"My love for the Flower Goddess cannot be measured in silver."

Jiang Tian turned around and winked at the Flower Goddess: "You use worldly standards to measure my feelings for the Flower Goddess, which is a desecration of me and the Flower Goddess."

I won't spend a single tael of silver.

Because my feelings for the Flower Goddess are priceless.

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed in dismay.

"You're just a poor bastard, but you talk a good game."

"I have never seen anyone as shameless as you."

"Get down right now. Standing there like that is embarrassing for me."

"You think you can watch the Flower Goddess dance without spending a penny just by talking?"

"I think you should come down outside, take a piss, and look at yourself in the mirror. Do you even deserve to watch the goddess of flowers dance here?"

Everyone sighed in dismay.

Flower Goddess: "Young master, money is an external thing to you, and it is the same to me."

I've seen too many rich young men in this brothel squandering money like water.

And you are what I see…

“Flower Goddess,” Jiang Tian interrupted her directly, “Everyone, I’m going to compose a poem for you today. Someone once said that my words are worth a thousand pieces of gold.”

My poem has 28 characters, and that character is gold.

I doubt anyone here managed to win gold.

Those below sighed in dismay upon hearing this.

"A word worth a thousand pieces of gold? I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."

"Who do you think you are? Do you think what you've done is more famous than what the top scholar in the imperial examination has done?"

"No scholar in our Great Xia Dynasty has ever dared to boast that his poems are worth a thousand pieces of gold per word."

"What gives you the right to claim that your poems are worth a thousand pieces of gold?"

“I can also compose poetry.” Young Master Dong walked up with a smile. “Flower Goddess, listen to me compose a poem for you, and you’ll see what it means to be highly talented and learned.”

"The Flower Goddess is so beautiful."

Her eyes are big and sparkling like stars.

A straight nose and cherry lips

Her cheeks were flushed, and her heart was in turmoil.

Before Young Master Dong could finish speaking, his servants clapped and cheered.

“Our young master is truly eloquent; I don’t think anyone here possesses his literary talent.”

"Flower Goddess, have you already felt your heart flutter after hearing our Young Master Dong's poem?"

“Miss Flower Goddess, our Young Master Dong has written quite a few poems for you before. If these poems were compiled, they would be enough to make a collection of poems.”

The others pursed their lips.

This is supposed to be a test? It's not even a basic rhyme.

Huang Silang sneered: "You call that poetry? Watch me present a poem to the Flower Goddess."

A pretty girl walked by on the street.

She is tall and gentle.

Skin as white as milk

Her smile was so sweet it could steal your soul.

After Huang Silang finished reciting his poem, the servants behind him clapped and cheered.

The servants gave a thumbs up.

"Our young master Huang is truly exceptional in talent and learning."

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