Wei Yichen looked at Qiao Ziming with a half-smile, "What? The heir of the Marquis of Anyang has been married to his cousin Xi'er for three years, have you never seen any of Xi'er's writings?"
In my opinion, my cousin Xi'er's calligraphy is both beautiful and vigorous. If judged by the two esteemed scholars present, it might not necessarily lose to Your Highness.
In the three years since their marriage, Qiao Ziming had never seen Su Muxi's handwriting. Perhaps he had seen it, but he had never paid attention to it.
It was only after his divorce from Su Muxi that he saw Su Muxi's handwriting for the first time while reading Su Muxi's medical log.
At the time, he only paid attention to the contents of the log and had no interest in appreciating the quality of Su Muxi's handwriting.
Looking back now, Su Muxi's calligraphy was indeed quite good.
However, they were still not qualified to participate in this competition.
"Young Master Wei, Su Muxi is only here to practice medicine!"
Qiao Ziming coldly reminded everyone that Su Muxi was not qualified to participate in the competition.
Xie Xuan said unhappily, "Anyone with talent can participate in the literary competition. There has never been any statement about who is qualified to participate and who is not!"
Then, she looked at Chen Cong and said, "President Chen, don't you think so?"
Chen Cong had tried to conceal his presence from the very beginning of the argument.
Although the Bibo Pavilion Literary Society is ostensibly a chamber of commerce, in reality it is subject to the dictates of powerful figures and talented individuals.
They simply wanted to find an excuse to get close to those scholars and scions of noble families. They had money to support them, and this would also give them a reputation for being kind-hearted.
It's a win-win situation.
However, in order to appease the pride of the sons of the powerful and wealthy and the scholars, they implemented the invitation system.
Gradually, the literary society gained a reputation and became what it is today, where not just anyone can participate.
Ultimately, just as Xie Xuan said, there were never any specific qualifications for those who could participate in the literary competition.
Therefore, if Su Muxi herself wants to participate in the competition, she is perfectly free to do so.
But he dared not say these things…
Just as Chen Cong hesitated, Bai Mengying spoke up.
“Young Master Xie is right. Talented people can participate in the literary competition. Since Young Master Wei says that Miss Su’s calligraphy is excellent, why not let Miss Su come up and give it a try?”
Upon hearing Bai Mengying speak, Chen Cong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded repeatedly, and then pretended to be in the background again, standing aside.
Su Muxi only heard Xie Xuan's loud voice clearly. Just as she was wondering, Ge Mao asked, "Su girl, how is your handwriting?"
"…ah?"
Su Muxi was puzzled.
Ge Mao didn't hide anything and simply repeated Wei Yichen's suggestion and what the others had said.
After hearing this, Su Muxi cursed Wei Yichen eight hundred times in her heart.
This cousin of hers really can't stand to see her in any peace!
"...Wait! Dr. Ge, aren't you hard of hearing?"
It's no wonder Su Muxi found it strange; she felt that even if Ge Mao wasn't hard of hearing, he should still be as hard to hear as she was.
Ge Mao coughed awkwardly, "Ahem! Although I am hard of hearing, my eyesight is still quite good, and I can read lips."
Su Muxi nodded.
So that's how it is.
Just then, Wei Yichen walked over again.
"Cousin Xi'er, can you do me a favor?"
"No!" Su Muxi refused without hesitation, too lazy to continue pretending.
They practically wanted to have "Stay away from me" written all over their faces.
But then Wei Yichen said to himself, "I'm going to write down a poem for you, cousin Xi'er?"
"not good!"
Wei Yichen chuckled as he looked at Su Muxi's repulsive expression. "Hehe! Doesn't my cousin want to show off in front of Qiao Ziming and Bai Mengying? I've seen your handwriting; it's quite good. You might not lose to Qiao Ziming."
Su Muxi stood up from her seat, looked at Wei Yichen who was two heads taller than her, raised her head, and stared directly at him.
"Don't talk like you know me so well, we're not close! Besides, I will only marry Prince Yong'an, and whatever your plans are, you will not succeed in the end!"
They made it sound like they were looking for an opportunity to stand up for her, but frankly, they just wanted to watch the show from the sidelines.
Wei Yichen looked disappointed. "If my cousin Xi'er is unwilling to help me with this small favor, then I will have no choice but to tell you your secret. After all, you are my cousin, and as your cousin, I really can't bear to see my cousin being belittled and trampled on by others."
Ge Mao, standing to the side, looked at Su Muxi with curiosity.
But Su Muxi looked hesitant, her eyes filled with conflict.
secret?
What secret does Su Ya Tou hold?
Does that brat Ye Zeyu know about this?
Wei Yichen took a deep look at the birthmark on Su Muxi's left cheek, and then made a move to leave.
But when he heard Su Muxi call out to him, a smug look flashed across his eyes.
According to the Su family's ancestral precepts, the matter of a woman's unborn child must never be discussed with outsiders, except for family members.
I never expected Su Muxi to be such an obedient and good girl!
"etc!"
"...Just this once."
They claimed to be helping her, but under the guise of helping her express herself, they've now started making threats.
He really is her good cousin!
After Su Muxi finished speaking, she took out several silver needles from the medicine box and hid them in her sleeve.
Seeing this, Wei Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly, and thinking of Zheng Yi's fate after being stabbed, the smile in his eyes deepened.
"Don't worry, cousin, this will only happen once."
He can only threaten you once with the same reason; next time he'll use a different reason.
After Su Muxi finished preparing, she didn't even glance at Wei Yichen, but instead walked towards the center of the venue on her own.
Wei Yichen followed with a smile, "Cousin Xi'er is really impatient. She didn't even know to wait for her cousin."
Su Muxi ignored him and just kept walking forward.
But to others, this appearance was interpreted as shyness.
"Su Muxi really dares to come!"
"Ugly people really love to cause trouble! They never miss an opportunity to show off!"
"I'm afraid it won't be about showing off, but about embarrassing myself!"
…
Ignoring the whispers of the people, Su Muxi walked onto the stage without looking to the side.
Wei Yichen followed closely behind.
Someone had already brought a table to the stage and prepared the Four Treasures of the Study on it.
Su Muxi chose to stand at the table furthest to the side, only to see Wei Yichen suddenly lean close to her ear and say in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Remember to write in running script later."
The hot breath exhaled from Wei Yichen made Su Muxi's ears itch, causing her to blush. She took a step to the side and said in a low voice, "I know."
To Qiao Ziming, this scene was tantamount to flirting…
"Su Muxi!"
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