Chapter 650 Literary Duel
Chapter 650
Seeing Zhe Jing tear up two poems and then curse at Zhan Feiyu, Wen Ruyi and the others smiled knowingly. They all sat upright in their chairs, waiting to watch the show.
Ning Chen’an's eyes held a hint of disgust. If it had been before, he would never have gotten involved in a quarrel between women.
But as a scholar, whether it was the couplet "Smoke locks the pond willow" or this cursive script, both made Ning Chen’an feel a sense of admiration for Zhan Feiyu. In comparison, Zhe Jing's unreasonable behavior appeared extremely vulgar.
Looking at Zhe Jing pointing at her with an angry finger, Zhan Feiyu smiled gently. "When I went out today, I saw a black rat dart out from the corner. The capital is so prosperous that even the rats are huge. May I ask if Miss Ning knows which shop sells rat poison?"
Zhe Jing frowned, looking at Zhan Feiyu in confusion, always feeling that she was scolding her.
Ning Chen’an and Bai Zhaohui reacted extremely quickly. At this moment, they looked at Zhe Jing with sympathy, realizing the disadvantage of not being educated.
Compared to the quick reactions of these refined noble young gentlemen, half of the noble ladies in the room were also confused. Why did they suddenly start talking about rats?
Miss Chang understood. She lowered her head, looking at the torn paper on the ground, and tried hard to suppress her laughter. Today, she was the hostess, and she absolutely could not be impolite, otherwise, wouldn't she become the rat that Miss Zhan mentioned?
"It's just a small verbal dispute. Miss Zhan, isn't it too much to insult Jing'er like this?" Wen Ruyi had to speak up. With Zhe Jing's intelligence, if it wasn't explained, she wouldn't even know she was being insulted.
Miss Chen, seeing this, also frowned, and said coldly, "Miss Zhan is indeed well-read, but showing off her talent in front of young Master Ning and the others, isn't she afraid of disgracing herself?"
Miss Li understood by now. She cast a contemptuous glance at the still-uncomprehending Zhe Jing and said impatiently, "The Book of Songs, Feng of Yong, 'Xiang Shu': 'The rat has skin, but the man has no manners. If a man has no manners, why does he not die? The rat has teeth, but the man has no restraint. If a man has no restraint, why does he not wait to die? The rat has a body, but the man has no禮. If a man has no禮, why does he not die quickly!'"
"You're calling me a rat?" Zhe Jing shouted sharply, her face contorted as she was about to pounce on Zhan Feiyu.
"Jing'er, calm down." Wen Ruyi quickly pulled her back.
Miss Chang, standing beside them, couldn't just stand by and watch. She also stepped forward to stop Zhe Jing. "Sister Jing, anger harms your health. Young Master Ning is still here."
"Let go of me! If I don't teach this slut a lesson today, I won't be surnamed Zhe!" Zhe Jing struggled, her angry eyes fiercely staring at Zhan Feiyu. If He Nuan hadn't been standing behind Zhan Feiyu, Wen Ruyi and Miss Chang, two young ladies, wouldn't have been able to stop the frenzied Zhe Jing.
Miss Li saw this, her eyes darting around. She suddenly exclaimed, "Today is Madam Chang's birthday. Sister Jing, we mustn't be impolite. Since Miss Zhan claims to be exceptionally talented, why don't we let Sister Wen curb her arrogance!"
Fighting on Madam Chang's birthday would indeed be impolite, but if they couldn't fight physically, they could fight with words, and it would be considered a beautiful story if it spread.
Wen Ruyi gave Miss Li a meaningful look. She was good at currying favor, using her own hand to teach the person surnamed Zhan a lesson, which also saved face for Madam Bai.
Unfortunately, just as Wen Ruyi was about to agree, Zhan Feiyu looked at Ning Chen’an and said, "I previously read in the 'Bayi Chapter': Guan Zhong's instruments are small! What do you think, young Master Ning?"
Chapter 650
Seeing Zhe Jing tear up two poems and then curse at Zhan Feiyu, Wen Ruyi and the others smiled knowingly. They all sat upright in their chairs, waiting to watch the show.
Ning Chen’an's eyes held a hint of disgust. If it had been before, he would never have gotten involved in a quarrel between women.
But as a scholar, whether it was the couplet "Smoke locks the pond willow" or this cursive script, both made Ning Chen’an feel a sense of admiration for Zhan Feiyu. In comparison, Zhe Jing's unreasonable behavior appeared extremely vulgar.
Looking at Zhe Jing pointing at her with an angry finger, Zhan Feiyu smiled gently. "When I went out today, I saw a black rat dart out from the corner. The capital is so prosperous that even the rats are huge. May I ask if Miss Ning knows which shop sells rat poison?"
Zhe Jing frowned, looking at Zhan Feiyu in confusion, always feeling that she was scolding her.
Ning Chen’an and Bai Zhaohui reacted extremely quickly. At this moment, they looked at Zhe Jing with sympathy, realizing the disadvantage of not being educated.
Compared to the quick reactions of these refined noble young gentlemen, half of the noble ladies in the room were also confused. Why did they suddenly start talking about rats?
Miss Chang understood. She lowered her head, looking at the torn paper on the ground, and tried hard to suppress her laughter. Today, she was the hostess, and she absolutely could not be impolite, otherwise, wouldn't she become the rat that Miss Zhan mentioned?
"It's just a small verbal dispute. Miss Zhan, isn't it too much to insult Jing'er like this?" Wen Ruyi had to speak up. With Zhe Jing's intelligence, if it wasn't explained, she wouldn't even know she was being insulted.
Miss Chen, seeing this, also frowned, and said coldly, "Miss Zhan is indeed well-read, but showing off her talent in front of young Master Ning and the others, isn't she afraid of disgracing herself?"
Miss Li understood by now. She cast a contemptuous glance at the still-uncomprehending Zhe Jing and said impatiently, "The Book of Songs, Feng of Yong, 'Xiang Shu': 'The rat has skin, but the man has no manners. If a man has no manners, why does he not die? The rat has teeth, but the man has no restraint. If a man has no restraint, why does he not wait to die? The rat has a body, but the man has no禮. If a man has no禮, why does he not die quickly!'"
"You're calling me a rat?" Zhe Jing shouted sharply, her face contorted as she was about to pounce on Zhan Feiyu.
"Jing'er, calm down." Wen Ruyi quickly pulled her back.
Miss Chang, standing beside them, couldn't just stand by and watch. She also stepped forward to stop Zhe Jing. "Sister Jing, anger harms your health. Young Master Ning is still here."
"Let go of me! If I don't teach this slut a lesson today, I won't be surnamed Zhe!" Zhe Jing struggled, her angry eyes fiercely staring at Zhan Feiyu. If He Nuan hadn't been standing behind Zhan Feiyu, Wen Ruyi and Miss Chang, two young ladies, wouldn't have been able to stop the frenzied Zhe Jing.
Miss Li saw this, her eyes darting around. She suddenly exclaimed, "Today is Madam Chang's birthday. Sister Jing, we mustn't be impolite. Since Miss Zhan claims to be exceptionally talented, why don't we let Sister Wen curb her arrogance!"
Fighting on Madam Chang's birthday would indeed be impolite, but if they couldn't fight physically, they could fight with words, and it would be considered a beautiful story if it spread.
Wen Ruyi gave Miss Li a meaningful look. She was good at currying favor, using her own hand to teach the person surnamed Zhan a lesson, which also saved face for Madam Bai.
Unfortunately, just as Wen Ruyi was about to agree, Zhan Feiyu looked at Ning Chen’an and said, "I previously read in the 'Bayi Chapter': Guan Zhong's instruments are small! What do you think, young Master Ning?"