"Whatever is taught in the Imperial College is better than anything else." The girl's tone was casual.

"In the Imperial College, there are professors of rituals, music, poetry, calligraphy, painting, chess, riding and archery -" Song Xian's eyes seemed to see through the girl's intentions: "Does Mrs. Chang want to compete in calligraphy and painting?"

After all, what this Chang family girl is most famous for is the picture of a tiger in the forest.

Although he has not seen it yet, he knows that she has some abilities in calligraphy and painting, but if she wants to compete with this, he is not afraid.

After all, what is optimal for women is different from what is optimal for men.

Song Xian looked calm.

But the girl shook her head.

"It's not better than calligraphy and painting." She actually said: "It's not better than riding and shooting. I'm good at both and have talent. Even if I win, I won't feel guilty."

She looks like she doesn't want to use her talent to bully others.

Song Xian was startled and almost sneered.

The people behind him who were in the poetry club or the literati who came to participate in the poetry meeting all looked at each other in shock. Someone in the crowd sneered instead of Song Xian.

This little girl is not very old, but she is just beginning to show her fame, and her tone is not young at all!

Could she really think that because she had done a painting and had received a lot of recognition and praise, she could be so contemptuous of Song Juren, who was the most promising person in the coming spring?

But there was no contempt in the girl's eyes.

On the contrary, she seemed to be expressing her respect seriously and trying to make the competition as fair as possible.

In the private room on the second floor, someone stood in front of the open window lattice, just taking in the scene in the backyard.

Faced with the girl's words, it would be inferior to be sarcastic or hollow at this time, so Song Xian said seriously: "Okay, if that's the case, then it's no better than poetry."

The implication is that poetry is what he is good at, and he cannot bully others - especially a girl.

Chang Sui Ning smiled and nodded: "Okay."

In this situation, both parties showed humility to each other. At first glance, it looked like a scholar's courteous style.

But the tense feeling between the two parties still exists.

There were also some people who were just watching the fun, such as Tan Li, outsiders who came to participate in the poetry meeting, and they started talking in low voices at this time.

"What's the comparison?"

"Ritual music?"

However, the etiquette learned by men and women is different. It is said that they were taught by the Imperial College, but Mrs. Chang has never actually entered the Imperial College to learn etiquette, so she is still a bit bullying...

As for playing musical instruments, this is actually a music hall...

While everyone was thinking about it, they saw the girl raising her hand to the stone table aside: "How about playing chess?"

The girl wears a thin silk-colored silk skirt and stands tall and tall. The silk embroidered crane in her hands moves slightly in the wind, making her posture look more casual and even graceful.

The word grace has always been difficult for people to feel so intuitively about young women.

Song Xian looked at the stone table.

Playing chess is certainly more gentlemanly than musical instruments, but unlike many musical instruments, learning chess only requires a book of chess books, a chessboard, and a brain willing to delve into it. His family is not wealthy. In addition to studying since childhood, he has

He almost always plays chess, which is one of the few elegant hobbies that can improve his temperament without spending too much.

Later, he got to know more people who were good at chess, and step by step he became a scholar, went to the capital, and entered the Imperial College. He had more mentors and friends around him, and his chess skills also improved day by day.

The opponent is a lady in the capital, so learning chess is compulsory, but in the chess game, superficial skills are just an introduction.

The chessboard is also a world, and it tests not only skills, but also the player's mind, mentality, decision-making, and vision of means.

Therefore, playing chess can cultivate one's self, and it is also a form of spiritual practice.

Frankly speaking, he didn't think that such a flamboyant little girl who had just grown hair could understand this.

"Does Mrs. Chang really want to play chess with Song?" he asked.

"Well, let's compare it to this." She said, "I'm pretty good at chess."

Someone in the Xunmei Club who knew Song Xian's chess skills let out a sneer.

"Playing pretty well" is not enough to compete with Song Xiandi!

Song Xian no longer had those ups and downs on his face: "In that case, let's play chess."

After the two sides settled on this, Cui Lang urged Yihu: "Hurry up and ask someone to get the chessboard!"

"Since it's a competition, it's interesting if everyone comes out on top." Chang Sui Ning said.

Song Xian was silently on guard: "What kind of bet does Madam Chang want?"

He didn't have anything valuable on him... Could it be that the other party wanted to use this to humiliate him in public?

But I heard the girl say: "Winning or losing will prevail. If I lose, I will never set foot in the Imperial College again, and the Wuer Society will be disbanded."

It was suddenly noisy everywhere.

Not only Song Xian and others were surprised by this, Cui Lang and others were also shocked.

"Master, this..." Cui Lang came over and whispered tactfully: "Isn't this too risky?"

Why did the master put himself and the juju club under pressure? He didn’t want to lose his family in the Imperial College!

Chang Sui Ning disagreed: "No bets, no pain, no risk, no fun, what's the fun?"

Cui Lang's heart ached when he heard that - of course you can gamble, but gambling on something else will cost your family. Isn't this what a playboy and a spendthrift does?

Wow...he suddenly understood how his mother-in-law felt when she looked at him in the past!

"Master..."

He wanted to say more, but he saw the girl glanced at him, as if to say - if you talk more, she will suppress you too.

Cui Lang wanted to cry but had no tears. He pursed his lips and felt very aggrieved.

"It's very good. Mrs. Chang is courageous and admirable!" Someone from the Xunmei Society expressed their praise.

It seems to be a compliment, but in fact it is to set people up and leave no room for regret.

Song Xian did not comment on this, and only asked Chang Suining: "What if Song loses?"

Although this may be trivial, he at least needs to know the other party's plan.

Chang Suining: "I heard that Song Juren wanted to worship Jijiu as his teacher——"

After a moment of silence, everyone in Xunmei Society changed their expressions.

Is this exposing someone's scars and showing off that he has Qiao Jijiu as his disciple?

It's just based on the original relationship, what's there to show off?

Song Xianwei straightened the corners of his mouth: "What does Mrs. Chang want to say?"

"According to this, Song Juren never really worshiped anyone as his teacher. He had no teacher, right?"

Song Xian looked at her.

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No.

"No, so what?"

"Then Song Juren may have a teacher soon." The girl looked at him and said, "If you lose, how about asking me to be your teacher?"

Song Xian almost laughed.

Sure enough, he is still arrogant and does not know the importance of things, and he only acts to impress people and win people's attention!

"This is obviously trying to amuse Song Xiandi with words..."

"Brother Song, don't pay attention to such ridiculous suggestions."

Amidst the dissatisfied persuasion, Song Xiandao said: "Then let's make a bet with this."

No matter how absurd it is, it won't be true anyway, so the other party can only show off its power verbally.

There's nothing he wouldn't dare to gamble on.

Since he agreed to compete with the other party, he had no reason to shrink from it.

He originally disdains competing with a little girl in public, but his dissatisfaction with the other party has just been made clear. He needs to compete with the other party, and he needs to win openly and effortlessly——

Only in this way can his dissatisfaction be justified and make him qualified enough to say those words, instead of being shady and seeming to only dare to talk about her, a little girl, behind her back.

The chessboard was quickly set up and Song Xian had already sat down.

He didn't mean to bully her. After winning, he would admit that he could not win against her as a woman. He would not really force her to fulfill the bet she just made, whether it was to leave the Imperial Academy or disband the Wuer Society.

He's not an aggressive person.

He just needed to prove that his dissatisfaction was justified, and he just needed to dampen her self-righteous air.

He was ready to win, and he was also ready to show the gentlemanly demeanor that a man should have after winning.

So he raised his hand: "Ms. Chang, please go first."
To be continued...