"Mr. Ni, there is really no need to write poetry anymore. How about Qinghan invite you to have a glass of wine?" Chu Qinghan said anxiously.
Hearing the lack of respect in his tone, coupled with Chu Qinghan's support, Ni Wenchun became more and more unhappy. He ignored Chu Qinghan and continued to ask, "Brother Fang, aren't you friends with Miss Chu? Why didn't you even write a poem on her birthday? Or do you have some other relationship with Miss Chu?"
Seeing that Ni Wenchun had lost his temper, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Qinghan and I are just ordinary friends. Do we have nothing to do but chat and have a meal together?"
"What are you talking about!" Ni Wenchun couldn't help but raise his voice, staring at Fang Zhengyi with a fierce look.
Seeing that he was anxious, Fang Zhengyi gave him a contemptuous look.
"Just chatting, talking about anything." He paused, "Just talking about fish, water... happiness and so on. What does this have to do with Master Ni?"
"You..." Ni Wenchun clenched his fists suddenly, and flames seemed to be spewing from his eyes.
Talking about love affairs? This guy must be doing it on purpose!
Thinking of this, Ni Wenchun glanced at Chu Qinghan, only to see that her rosy face showed no intention of refutation, and his anger grew even stronger!
Suppressing his anger, Ni Wenchun said loudly: "Since you have such a good relationship with Miss Chu, you should write a poem, don't you think so?"
"Yes!" There was a chorus of agreement.
Moral kidnapping?
The smile on Fang Zhengyi's face disappeared, and he looked directly at Ni Wenchun: "Do you really want me to do it?"
"Of course. Of course, it doesn't matter if Brother Fang can't do it. After all, poetic inspiration comes often." Ni Wenchun, who had just finished inspiring the crowd, was looking at him with a half-smile.
Fang Zhengyi sighed softly: "Well, whatever. Since Master Ni asked me to write a poem, then I will write one for Master Ni."
After saying that, Fang Zheng pushed through the crowd, walked to the center, and stepped onto the table.
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Sitting alone in the study, I hold my hand as my wife. I will not tell anyone about this. If I change my left hand to my right hand, I will end my wife and marry another. I stroke it again and again, and my whole body itches and my bones feel dizzy. Every drop falls to the ground, and my descendants will all have the surname Ni."
When the word "Ni" fell, the rest of the people were petrified...
As soon as Fang Zheng finished reading, he jumped off the table and looked at Ni Wenchun meaningfully: "Mr. Ni, what do you think of my poem?"
This is the best poem he memorized when he was in college. He will never forget it after hearing it once. It is not something he can present to the public, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
Although it is another obscene poem...but it is obviously not as vulgar as Zhou Tie's.
A group of people were trying to hold back their laughter, their eyes drifting towards Ni Wenchun from time to time.
Ni Wenchun was already trembling all over, his eyes wide open, pointing at Fang Zhengyi, trembling and saying: "You...you dare..."
Fang Zhengyi shrugged, looking nonchalant.
"How dare you humiliate me!!" With a roar, Ni Wenchun pounced forward.
Fortunately, the people around him pulled him back in time and kept comforting him.
The Chu sisters were also at a loss. Chu Youyi asked stupidly, "Sister, what did that poem mean?"
"Don't ask!" Chu Qinghan's face turned red. He walked closer to Fang Zheng and said anxiously, "Mr. Fang, please forget it. Can you just go home today?"
Now that things have come to this, how can I go home?
Fang Zheng glanced at her and said, "I'm helping you test his character. Look, I just said a few words and he got so angry. This person is definitely not a good person. Are you sure you can handle him?"
Chu Qinghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
I'm so angry because you provoked me! How could I not be angry if someone asked me to say that in public?
Ni Wenchun regained his sanity a little after being pulled by the crowd. He straightened his robe and panted, "Fang Tangjing! Do you know who I am?"
Fang Zheng curled his lips.
This is not a good way to cultivate oneself. But it is reasonable. If a decent man blocks the door of girls every day, it is obvious that he has not been well educated.
After complaining in his heart, Fang Zheng bowed and said, "My apologies, Master Ni. It was just a game."
"Today is Qinghan's birthday, and everyone is out to have fun. You won't be angry just because I wrote a poem, right?"
"No way? No way?"
These three words "No way" kept echoing in Ni Wenchun's mind. Now he didn't want to think about anything else but stab Fang Zhengyi to death with a sword.
How the hell can there be such a cheap bitch in the world!
However, when he raised his eyes and saw Chu Qinghan's sharp eyes looking at him, he regained his senses.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Fang, this joke is a bit too much, but what you said makes sense. Today is Qinghan's birthday. How about we discuss poetry another day?"
"Mr. Ni is generous."
Ni Wenchun felt annoyed. He should not have talked to this bastard in the first place. Now he couldn't sell the poems he bought with two hundred taels of silver.
There is only one way to restore our image now.
Ni Wenchun took out a brocade box from his bosom, walked slowly to Chu Qinghan, and said solemnly: "Qinghan, today is your birthday. I specially prepared a big gift for you. I hope you like it."
"I don't deserve it. How can I let Mr. Ni spend money?" Chu Qinghan quickly declined.
Ni Wenchun said softly, "Open it and take a look first."
Chu Qinghan hesitated for a moment, then opened the brocade box, revealing a golden object. He asked, "What is this?"
Ni Wenchun smiled proudly and raised his voice slightly: "This is called a pocket watch! It has the same function as a table clock. In the past, only high-ranking officials in the court could wear it. It has just appeared in Taoyuan County recently. The production is rare and the price is worth a lot of money. There are only a dozen people who own this thing!"
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