Qin Su had no interest in composing poetry, but Qin Zhi could write it effortlessly. These teenagers, and slightly older young men, all seemed to be having a great time. Qin Su watched with a sense of ease.
She thought that young people should have such entertainment options.
Qin Zhi had just composed a poem on the theme of "Wind," which immediately won thunderous applause. Of course, he wasn't the only one; there were many students skilled in poetry, though their abilities varied considerably.
"Wow, it's quite lively here."
An arrogant and spoiled voice suddenly rang out from the entrance of the poetry gathering. At first, no one paid attention, since everyone was immersed in composing poetry and having fun, and no one cared about anything else.
Perhaps feeling ignored, this spoiled and domineering girl lashed out with her whip, the soft whip striking the ground hard, sending grass clippings flying. A student nearby was caught off guard and ended up with a mouthful of grass clippings; he frowned as he looked over.
The newcomer wore a beige cloak, had her hair styled in double buns, and was adorned with pearl hairpins, occasionally with a few small gemstones as embellishments.
He didn't see the other person's face; after all, her arrogance alone overshadowed her beauty.
"What are you looking at? Believe me or not, I'll gouge your eyes out!" She swung her hand at him, and the scholar immediately dodged to the side, but the low table was overturned and the tea set was smashed on the ground.
This unexpected turn of events immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Fortunately, the students at Heshan Academy all learn martial arts to protect themselves; otherwise, given the woman's fighting style, most of the students would likely suffer some minor injuries.
"Who are you?" The affected students stood up and looked at the newcomer with unfriendly expressions.
The woman had a beautiful face, and her phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, which was somewhat alluring, but the sharpness in her eyes made her seem even more unapproachable.
"I am Bu Jiao, the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Minzhou." The woman slightly raised her chin, displaying a rather arrogant demeanor.
She thought that these people would be afraid if she mentioned their names, since they didn't seem to be powerful or influential people at all.
Unexpectedly, the man patted his robes and mocked, "Is this the upbringing of the Prince of Minzhou? It's truly appalling."
"You!" Bu Jiao was furious and lashed out with a whip, but the student actually drew his sword to block the whip, and the two of them refused to give an inch.
Qin Su also noticed the changes here, but she didn't recognize the woman who had made the move.
The woman looked slightly older than her, but probably not by much.
She has an excellent face, but her personality ruins her natural gentleness.
Students immediately went to see, perhaps the person who organized the poetry gathering.
The man strode over, first bowing respectfully to Bu Jiao, and then said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Miss, are you here to attend our poetry gathering?"
Bu Jiao's gaze swept around before finally settling on Qin Su. She had originally intended to say that she was there to see Qin Su, but then changed her tone, saying, "Of course."
The student was not one to be trifled with. He first asked his classmate to let go, and then said to Bu Jiao, "May I ask if you have an invitation, young lady?"
Bu Jiao immediately frowned, somewhat impatiently, "What invitation? What kind of banquet do I need an invitation to attend?"
The student smiled and said, "Of course it's necessary. Not just anyone can participate in the poetry gatherings at Heshan Academy."
"You! What do you mean?" Bu Jiao stared at the person who came. She had always had a smooth life and had always been pampered and protected by her family. She had never been treated like this before.
"It's a great honor for you that I, a young lady, can attend your poetry gathering!"
"Please leave, young lady." The student gestured for Bu Jiao to leave.
How could Bu Jiao possibly leave?
She pointed her whip in Qin Su's direction and said, "Why can she come but I can't?"
The student didn't even look in Qin Su's direction, only saying, "Everyone who can come here has an invitation. Since you don't have an invitation, you naturally can't go in."
"How do I get an invitation?" She really wanted to just barge in, but there were too many people. She couldn't possibly draw all the invitations at once.
What kind of lousy academy is this? I'll definitely get my father to teach it a lesson later!
We must make them realize how powerful we are.
Otherwise, why would the Prince of Minzhou, who is not in the capital for many years, not know the situation there?
The students of Heshan Academy did not necessarily come from poor families; a large portion of them were powerful and influential, not someone a prince could afford to offend.
But clearly Bu Jiao had no concept of this.
The students who organized the poetry gathering smiled gently, saying, "All the invitations for the poetry gathering have already been sent out." The refusal was quite clear.
Actually, if the person who came was polite, at least not like Bu Jiao, he would still welcome her with the idea of "guests are guests". It's just a pity that this person was in a very bad mood as soon as she arrived and almost hurt someone. How could he let her in under such circumstances?
"What if I insist on going in?"
The student spoke with the same humility and politeness. He gently cupped his hands and said, "Not just anyone can force their way into Heshan Academy."
The attitude has been made clear; whether the other party listens or not is another matter.
"Get out of the way!" Bu Jiao's soft whip lashed out like a giant python with lightning speed.
Qin Su's heart skipped a beat. She had already guessed the person's identity, but this was not her home ground, and she didn't want to let the person in and disturb the poetry gathering.
These are all students, and their martial arts skills aren't particularly refined. I wonder if they'll get injured.
The leather whip was held in the young man's hand, but it didn't actually hit him.
Bu Jiao tried to pull the whip back, but she couldn't budge it at all; he was gripping it too tightly.
"You, you dare to be so insolent! Do you know who I am?!"
The young man's eyes were indifferent. "Everyone is treated equally at Heshan Academy. Who you are is not important."
"Please go back, young lady." He tossed aside the whip and gestured for Bu Jiao to descend the mountain again.
Bu Jiao refused to leave. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I'm here to see her! Call her out to me."
Hearing her say that, the young man at least turned around and glanced at her, but when he saw that it was Qin Su, he didn't show any special expression.
"If you need anything, young lady, you can talk to that lady after the poetry gathering. It's not convenient now."
The refusal was quite obvious, but some people were determined not to go back.
Bu Jiao lifted her foot and walked inside, thinking that these pedantic scholars would definitely not touch her, so she could move freely.
However, a sword sheath stood before her, and the young man's clear voice said, "Miss, you cannot go in."
"What if I insist on going in?"
The young man's patience had run out. "Then I'll have to offend you." He strode over, grabbed Bu Jiao's arm, dragged her to the door, and threw her onto the people she had brought.
"Take another step and don't blame me for being impolite." He planted his longsword in the ground, the warning already clear.
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