"Qunfanglou...are you Miss Wei Muyun?"
Zhao Lin suddenly understood.
Wei Muyun also wore a veil to conceal her identity, and accompanied by a maid, nodded and said, "Master Zhao has good taste. I wonder what this condition is like?"
Zhao Lin said with a half-smile, "You can choose any of the girls in Qunfang Tower. Does that include Miss Wei?"
Wei Muyun smiled slightly: "If Mr. Zhao likes it, then that's fine."
"Oh? The person behind you is willing?" Zhao Lin asked in surprise.
People like Wei Muyun definitely sell their art but not their bodies to the outside world, but they must have backers and patrons, otherwise they would have been devoured without a trace left.
That's why Zhao Lin asked so bluntly.
Wei Muyun did not hide it: "Of course he is not very willing. But people like us are just playthings to you people. As long as the mood is good, it is common to give people gifts."
Zhao Lin was very surprised.
This Wei Muyun is not like Zhu Wanting, she sees it very clearly.
If you want to survive and live well, you must pay a price.
The price Wei Muyun paid was her self-esteem and body.
The other top stars are probably thinking about how to please the backers behind them to avoid being abandoned, or to be abandoned later. However, Wei Muyun is much simpler and more direct. Since he has already worked in this line of work, it would be self-deception to pretend to be virtuous. He might as well take the opportunity to get more benefits.
Seeing Zhao Lin's surprise, Wei Muyun smiled and said, "Not everyone can do it. After all, there are not many people as young, handsome, and talented as Mr. Zhao. No, I've only met two in these years."
"Oh? Who is that?" Zhao Lin asked curiously.
Wei Muyun said, "The last year's number one scholar was Bai Shiyuan, the Bai family's Mr. Bai."
Zhao Lin nodded: "Bai Zhuangyuan, there is no comparison."
Wei Muyun said, "Mr. Bai has been well-read since childhood and comes from a family of scholars, so this achievement is nothing special. On the other hand, Mr. Zhao was born an orphan, but he has a brilliant literary talent, which is rare and precious. If it weren't for this restriction, Mr. Zhao would be even more famous."
Being famous these days is actually the same as Zhao Lin’s previous life. Apart from having real talent and knowledge, you don’t even need to have any real talent and knowledge. As long as you are good at trending searches, it will be fine.
If there were no grudges between Zhao Lin and the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion, the Marquis of Zhenbei would definitely pay someone to flatter him. With the help of the relatives and friends of the Marquis of Zhenbei's Mansion, Zhao Lin's fame would have spread throughout half of the Great Qi Dynasty long ago.
But because he has no background or support, he can only ask people to promote him spontaneously, which is far from spending money on publicity.
In a word, no matter where you are, if you want to be famous, you need publicity. Even good wine needs to be promoted in a remote alley.
Zhao Lin smiled and said, "Miss Wei is quite good at talking."
Wei Muyun said solemnly: "What I said is true. If Mr. Zhao really takes a fancy to a withered flower like me, I will only be honored."
"Don't, don't say that."
Zhao Lin hurriedly stopped Wei Muyun, because if he continued talking, it would be difficult for him to make an offer.
Zhao Lin said straightforwardly, "If you want a poem, it's very simple. Ten thousand taels per poem, and I promise not to write it for those girls before the Oiran Competition."
Wei Muyun frowned slightly, not as angry as Zhu Wanting. Instead, he said, "If you can still write a poem like the one you gave to Yunqing, ten thousand taels of silver wouldn't be too much. But unfortunately, I can't afford it."
Zhao Lin asked curiously, "What about the person behind you? He can't take it out either?"
Wei Muyun said frankly: "Of course he can afford it, but unfortunately I am not worth the money."
Zhao Lin said admiringly, "There aren't many people who can see as clearly as Miss Wei."
If Wei Muyun asked the person behind her for help, that person might give her 10,000 taels to help her, but the price she would have to pay would definitely be more than 10,000 taels.
So Wei Muyun weighed the pros and cons and simply gave up.
"It's a pity that I don't have that much money, otherwise I would definitely buy all the poems written by Mr. Zhao in the future. It's just a pity." Wei Muyun said regretfully.
Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he smiled and said, "With Miss Wei's talent, she will definitely shine in the future. How about this, after the Oiran Contest, I will give Miss Wei a poem for free, how about that?"
Wei Muyun is such a smart person, and he has a relationship with a high-ranking official, similar to the lover that a big boss in Zhao Lin's previous life kept outside. There is no harm in establishing a good relationship with him.
And Zhao Lin really admired Wei Muyun's vision.
She had a very accurate view of her situation and made decisions decisively, but she had no way to change her current situation.
Wei Muyun said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao. If you have time in the future, please come to Qunfang Tower. Muyun will definitely greet you personally."
"It's settled then." Zhao Lin said.
Although Wei Muyun failed to buy a poem this time, she did get Zhao Lin's promise to give her a poem after the Oiran competition. She was very satisfied and said goodbye and left.
Zhao Lin thought for a moment, then called a servant and said, "The next person has disappeared. Tell them that each poem costs 10,000 taels. If you can afford it, come in. If you can't, don't waste your time."
Tomorrow is the first day of the county school, and Zhao Lin is going to register today.
If you want to pass the provincial examination, you must study hard. Otherwise, it would be a joke if you can't even pass the provincial examination after getting three top marks in the small and medium exams.
Shengjing Prefecture is a direct-controlled prefecture, and the administrative center of Shengjing Prefecture is in Kaiyang County. If converted into the province below, it is actually a provincial college.
Zhao Lin arrived outside the county school in a carriage and was immediately stopped.
"The county school is a key area, no outsiders are allowed to enter."
Zhao Lin got out of the car and said, "My name is Zhao Lin, I'm a new student. Here's my ID."
After the county examination, Kaiyang County sent someone to deliver Zhao Lin’s admission certificate.
The old man at the gate checked the credentials and saw Zhao Lin's name. His eyes flickered a few times and he returned the credentials to Zhao Lin: "The carriage cannot enter."
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