Xuanmen Prodigal Son

Chapter 49: Spending money is like the wind, always accompanying me

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With a thought in his mind, Chu Tianxiao closed his eyes and began to organize his words carefully.

At this time, everyone in the room looked more and more miserable. As time went by, some people who couldn't figure out how to start writing bit their pens anxiously... Only two people remained calm.

The first person was Mo Jun, who had intended to "force Chu Tianxiao to death" before. He looked very proud. It was obvious that he had known about this question for a long time and had prepared a draft in mind - this was also Chu Tianxiao's first guess after meeting him, because this person posed the least threat to Chu He.

The second person was Qin Yun!

No one could hear the old man's voice coming from Qin Yun's ears.

"Interesting, interesting! Lu Xuan actually came up with such a question... My little disciple, your chance has come!"

"Teacher means..."

"This question is very complex and can only be answered by someone with extensive knowledge. You have accepted me as your master, so my knowledge can naturally be used by you. How can those young brats be your opponents? In this literary competition, you will definitely be able to take the position of banquet host and defeat that prodigal son!"

The last sentence immediately made Qin Yun very excited: "Master! Please teach me!"

"Don't worry, there is another difficulty in this matter, that is, my master was obsessed with martial arts and didn't care much about literary talent..."

"Teacher, I understand. Just tell me and I will compile the words. It's not difficult."

"That's great. This question is huge. It's enough to approach it from this angle. With the combined efforts of you and me, it won't be difficult to take down the host!"

Qin Yun's eyes became brighter and brighter, his thoughts gradually became clearer, and with an idea in his mind, he looked at Chu Tianxiao.

But Chu Tianxiao had opened his eyes, but he was frowning, holding the brush in one hand, with a complicated expression on his face, as if he was completely stumped by this policy...

Seeing this, Qin Yun felt the fire of self-confidence ignited again, and he couldn't help laughing. At this moment, Mo Jun also laughed loudly. The two of them laughed intertwined, and they were both stunned.

However, with just one glance, Qin Yun saw the gloating in Mo Jun's eyes, and then he suddenly realized it. Based on the idea of 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend', he was about to greet him with a fist, but the other party spoke first: "You... Could it be Qin Yun, the seventeenth son of Marquis Qin, who is known as the number one genius in Tianjue City?"

Qin Yun was almost moved to tears when he heard this. Tianjue City's No. 1 genius? How long had it been since he heard this title? He immediately clasped his fists and said excitedly, "It is me. I wonder if this gentleman..."

"Oh, I'm Mo Xiang's nephew, Mo Jun."

"sorry!"

Seeing the two of them praising each other, the "scholars" in the field were fine, but those geniuses who had a good impression of Chu Tianxiao after the fight were extremely unhappy - this group of people from Kyoto were obviously here to cause trouble. After all, they were rivals for opportunities. Instead of following the main force to fight together, you actually went to become brothers with them. You are simply a traitor!

For a moment, many people looked at Qin Yun with a hint of contempt.

Qin Yun was furious when he saw this, and was about to say something, but Mo Jun spoke first: "Haha... Brother Qin, why are you so angry with a group of warriors? When we get to Kyoto, I will entertain you on behalf of Marquis Qin. Why bother with these lowly people..."

After this was said, many people in the audience were upset—"What did you say!"

"Is it so great that you came from Kyoto? You were still rejected by others!"

"That's right, what kind of ability is it to run away from our prestige?"

Mo Jun sneered, "Isn't what I said right? A bunch of warriors want to compete with us in literature. It's really insulting! If you have the ability, write this policy paper!"

After these words were spoken, although all the geniuses in Tianjue City were very indignant, they were also speechless, because they really could not answer this question. Even if they managed to write it out, it would probably not be in the other party's eyes and would only become a laughing stock.

One person was dissatisfied and said, "We can't write it, so how can you write it?"

Mo Jun laughed: "Of course I have a draft in mind! Brother Qin, what about you?"

Qin Yun clasped his fists and smiled faintly: "I also have some ideas."

"Really? Haha, let's look forward to it."

The two exchanged a few more polite words, which made Tian Jue and the others very unhappy. At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look! Brother Chu has put pen to paper!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes were cast on Chu Tianxiao, who then slapped his forehead and thought to himself that he was a fool.

It turned out that he wanted to write before, but some words were not suitable for today. But when he thought about it carefully, what kind of empire was the Great Zhou? This is a prosperous place of commerce with natural resources and treasures, and flying boats and caves have mature sales systems! Just a little adaptation and a change of name can explain many things without being abrupt...

After figuring this out, Chu Tianxiao naturally kept waving his hands, and his pen moved like a dragon and a snake, which made everyone dumbfounded.

"How could it be!"

"How could he write this policy paper?"

Qin Yun and Mo Jun cried out in surprise, but soon, Mo Jun sneered: "Well, if he doesn't write a word, then my victory will be meaningless. I will see what kind of policy this guy can write!"

"Let me start too." Qin Yun nodded, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then he started writing, and his speed was no slower than Chu Tianxiao.

The other people in the room also started writing, organizing their thoughts on rough paper in preparation for formal writing. Soon, the sound of writing could be heard everywhere, and no one spoke anymore, but many people were still staring at Chu Tianxiao, as if they were trying to see something...

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Tianxiao suddenly put down his brush. Seeing this, Lu Xianyuan, who had been paying attention to Chu Tianxiao, immediately waved his hand, and a servant came forward and asked, "Master Chu, have you finished writing?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience held their breath, and then they heard Chu Tianxiao smile faintly and said, "It's still a long way off... However, if Your Highness can't wait, you can recite it first, it's okay."

"Oh?" Lu Xianyuan looked at Chu Tianxiao, "Brother Chu, are you absolutely sure?"

Chu Tianxiao smiled but said nothing. Several people in the room snorted coldly. Lu Xianyuan pondered for a moment, nodded, and looked at the waiter. Then he picked up the paper and...

The corners of his mouth twitched violently!

"Gao Ming, what's wrong with you?" Lu Xianyuan asked in confusion, and saw the waiter tremble all over, gritting his teeth and saying, "Your Highness... do you really want to read it?"

"Read it, it's just a policy paper, what's wrong with reading it?" Lu Xianyuan waved his hand, and the waiter took a deep breath, as if to muster up all his courage, and read it out loud...

"… Why is our Great Zhou still surrounded by wolves? Why can't we unify the continent? There are barbarians in the south and Qin troops in the west? Is it because the emperor is not wise? Is it because the national strength is not strong? Is it because the enemy is too powerful? No, none of them! There is only one real reason, that is—the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty would never… squander their wealth!"

"How to unify the continent? In my opinion, it's nothing more than asking how to ruin a family!"

“You must know that spending money is an art, spending money is a skill, spending money is like the wind, always with me…”

At this point, the waiter couldn't read any more, and looked at the Seventh Prince with a bitter face: "Your Highness, look at this..."

There was a moment of silence, and then...

Burst into laughter!