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Chapter 310 Middle finger



Chapter 310 Middle finger

Ji Yuntang nodded, "Yes, I am also a contestant."

Jiang Yunheng looked delighted, then walked over to sit next to Ji Yuntang.

As luck would have it, this was exactly his seat.

He lowered his voice, put his hand to his lips, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"I think the crown of Canglang Poetry Talk belongs to the princess."

Ji Yuntang: "..."

She looked at Jiang Yunheng in shock, "Why do you say that, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yunheng looked at her with gentle eyes and smiled, "I don't know, just my intuition."

Finally, he added, "But my intuition is always right."

Ji Yuntang was shocked for a moment, then he curled his lips indifferently.

"Mr. Jiang thinks too highly of me. At times like this, it all comes down to ability. Let's see who has the most knowledge."

Jiang Yunheng agreed with this statement.

"Princess, you are right. Canglang Poetry will not praise anyone, but it will not bury the talent of any student either."

"Whether there is ink or not, we will find out later."

While the two were talking, the venue was gradually filled with people.

Ji Yuntang took a quick look and found that there were more than two hundred students who had signed up for the competition.

Among them, fifty or sixty were students from poor families. They sat there with awkward expressions, their clothes turned white from being washed.

There are also sixty or seventy people who are students of the Royal Academy. Unlike the students from poor families, they all have proud expressions and are dressed in bright and beautiful clothes.

The rest are individual literati from all over the country who have great ambitions but are unable to take part in the imperial examinations.

These literati are more reserved and less ostentatious, and look very quiet.

The last dozen or so are people of similar status like Ji Yuntang in the capital.

Not a student, nor an official, nor a literary traveler.

They are well-read and want to take this opportunity to show off their knowledge.

Ji Yuntang also saw two women on the opposite side.

She was a girl in her early eighteen years old, wearing a long dress with lily patterns and a jade hairpin inserted diagonally in her hair. She didn't have too many decorations, but she had a sense of elegance.

Her skin was as white as cream and as radiant as spring flowers, and there was a quiet and elegant smile on her lips, which could be described as being as beautiful as the bright moon.

Ji Yuntang asked Jiang Yunheng, "Do you know who she is?"

Jiang Yunheng said: "She is Princess Shuyang, the daughter of Prince Jingnan, Song Weilan. She is also the granddaughter of Grand Tutor Su and the daughter of the Queen's elder sister."

"Princess Shuyang has been studying the Four Books and Five Classics with Master Su since she was young. She is a famous talented woman in our Dongchen country. Even our headmaster has praised Princess Shuyang for her temperament as beautiful as orchid and her talent as fragrant as a fairy."

Ji Yuntang touched his chin and realized that it was the Queen's niece. She said that she looked familiar.

It must be said that Song Weilan and the Queen have somewhat similar temperaments, both are dignified and elegant.

After Jiang Yunheng introduced Song Weilan, he introduced another woman next to her to Ji Yuntang.

"The woman in the purple brocade dress is Murong Yue, the daughter of the Censor of the Metropolitan Censorate. She is also a student of our Imperial Academy."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, frowned, and continued:

"I've thought about it, and I still feel that there is something I need to tell Princess Ye. Miss Murong likes the Third Young Master Ji."

"She knew that Third Master Ji didn't like you, so when she was in the Royal Academy, she often instigated her sisters to speak ill of you in private and ruin your reputation."

"Not only that, Miss Murong has repeatedly slandered Princess Ye's work "Snow Plum", saying it is a fabricated thing that is not worthy of being called a poem at all."

Ji Yuntang was stunned when he heard this.

"I haven't even met her, how could she be so dissatisfied with me?"

Jiang Yunheng stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and his voice as clear as jade flowed out.

"This... I don't know these details. I have told the princess everything I know. I just want to remind her and ask you to pay attention to Miss Murong."

Ji Yuntang bowed to Jiang Yunheng and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I will pay attention to it."

She looked at Murong Yue, and Murong Yue also turned around and looked at her.

When the two looked at each other, Murong Yue glared at Ji Yuntang fiercely, and Ji Yuntang raised his middle finger at her.

Murong Yue: "..."

She didn't understand what this meant.

But her intuition told her that this was not a good gesture.

Jiang Yunheng asked from the side, "Princess Ye, what does this gesture of yours mean?"

"This!" Ji Yuntang smiled meaningfully, "International friendly exchange gesture."

Jiang Yunheng suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. Princess Ye knows more."

After he finished speaking, he also raised his middle finger towards Murong Yue.

Murong Yue: "..."

Ji Yuntang: "..."

She wanted to say, this child is too honest!

He shouldn't learn everything!!!

When Ji Zihang looked over, Jiang Yunheng also gave him a middle finger and added something gentle and polite.

"Brother Ji, long time no see."

Ji Zihang frowned. Didn’t they just meet at the Royal Academy three days ago?

This doesn't seem to be long, right?

Also, what does his gesture mean?

"Cheng Shanzhang has arrived, and Mei Pavilion Master has arrived."

Just then, a voice sounded and all the students stood up.

Ji Yuntang turned around and saw two middle-aged men with elegant temperaments walking towards him.

One is tall and thin, while the other is relatively short and fat.

The former in white is Cheng Rushan, the president of the Royal Academy, and the latter in black brocade robe is Mei Zhuyu, the owner of Qingyun Pavilion.

When Jiang Yunheng saw the two men, he raised his middle finger excitedly again.

Ji Yuntang's mouth twitched, and he quickly pulled his hand down.

She whispered, "Mr. Jiang, this gesture is not suitable for outsiders. It will easily lead to a beating."

Jiang Yunheng was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Ah, why?"

Ji Yuntang: "..."

She couldn't possibly say that this was meant as a sign of contempt or provocation, could she?

Jiang Yunheng was too honest. She was afraid that if the other party knew about it, it would affect her performance in the game.

Ji Yuntang's eyes rolled and he quickly thought of a reason.

"Think about it, Principal Cheng and Master Mei are both respected elders. At their age, they cannot understand the gestures of us young people, so it is easy for them to misinterpret your meaning."

"You don't want them to misunderstand you, do you?"

Jiang Yunheng listened carefully. He thought about what Ji Yuntang said and felt that what she said made a lot of sense.

Although Dean Cheng and Master Mei are knowledgeable, they may not understand this gesture, and it would be bad if it caused unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Princess Ye, I understand. Thank you."

Ji Yuntang was very pleased to hear this. Just as she was about to praise Jiang Yunheng, she heard him speak in a serious tone.

"From now on, I will just give my peers the middle finger, just to keep in touch with them!"


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