mesbooks Chapter 37: Playthings
Chapter 37: Playthings
"Hey everyone, tell me, Lin Fengmian is just a bodyguard, how could he possibly write poetry? Isn't this just a joke?"
One of the men, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, said this with a half-smile.
"Yes, I also think this person might not be here..."
Gan Luo was displeased to hear them constantly discussing these things.
"How come I didn't know that these young masters from noble families could be so gossipy?"
His tone was extremely cold, as if he could plunge them into an abyss.
The young masters around him dared not utter another word after hearing Gan Luo's words.
I was afraid that if I continued talking, I'd probably lose my head.
Gan Luo stood there holding the sword upright in front of them.
They all swallowed hard.
"Does this princess treat this sword as a toy?"
"Yes, I have the same thought."
Xu Jinxin, who was standing nearby, felt a chill run down her spine when she heard what Gan Luo said.
I never imagined that Xu Jinxin's aura would be so strong.
Xu Jinxin focused her gaze on the sword in Gan Luo's hand. The sword was actually carved with a phoenix, which was so lifelike that it would be mistaken for a real one if one did not examine it closely.
Gan Luo caught a glimpse of Xu Jinxin out of the corner of his eye, examining the sword in her hand. Naturally, Gan Luo drew his sword right there and then swung it behind him.
Xu Jinxin was so frightened that she sat down on the ground with a thud.
"Cousin, what do you mean by this?"
Those around who saw this were all startled.
"I was just itching to draw my sword and take a look, but I didn't expect to frighten my cousin. It is my responsibility."
Although Gan Luo's expression softened somewhat, his killing intent remained strong.
Xu Jinxin was still in shock.
Gan Luo is far too fierce, isn't he?
Gan Luo noticed what Xu Jinxin was thinking and found her quite amusing.
Weren't they all quite arrogant at first? How come they're all like this now...?
This is really interesting.
However, those who were spying outside the Prime Minister's residence witnessed Gan Luo's actions and couldn't help but feel worried for Xu Jinxin.
It has to be said that Xu Jinxin's situation is truly quite tragic.
However, when Gan Luo took out his sword just now, he was able to sense the strength of Gan Luo's internal energy.
For a woman to possess such power, it's no wonder that the guards are captivated by her.
If it were him, he would naturally do the same for Gan Luo...
Wait a minute, His Majesty sent him here to observe every move in the Prime Minister's residence. How could he have forgotten such an important matter?
But why do I find Gan Luo quite interesting these days?
He turned to look at Lin Fengmian and found him somewhat familiar.
"Forget it, let's put these things aside for now."
Zhao Wuji felt that Gan Luo was trying to intimidate Xu Jinxin by observing Gan Luo's actions.
Looking at Gan Luo's profile, I was suddenly reminded of the man I had met on the street a few days ago.
For some reason, this man bears a striking resemblance to Gan Luo and the other man.
Suddenly, he noticed the jade pendant on Gan Luo's waist and instantly realized that Gan Luo was the man from that time.
If that's the case, then it means Lin Fengmian was the man in white at that time.
He never imagined that one day, Gan Luo would make fun of him.
Naturally, I felt extremely unhappy.
But Gan Luo today is very different from before.
The servants then began to beat drums and gongs.
"The countdown to the final three numbers is about to begin."
Gan Luo looked at Lin Fengmian and wondered what would happen if Lin Fengmian lost.
After all, Gan Luo had no idea that Lin Fengmian could compose poems.
Lin Fengmian turned his head and glanced at Gan Luo, who seemed to be telling him with his eyes that there was no need to worry.
Zhao Wuji naturally intended to teach Lin Fengmian a lesson.
This arrogant brat, who doesn't know his place, actually dares to challenge him now.
Zhao Wuji recited a poem here, and then Lin Fengmian naturally had to use the last word of that poem to compose a new poem. The poem had to be very rhyming and connected to be valid.
Unexpectedly, Lin Fengmian recited the poem effortlessly.
These lines of poetry were naturally ones they had seen in books before.
Gan Luo had been feeling a little sleepy just now.
Suddenly hearing Lin Fengmian recite a poem, the drowsiness vanished without a trace.
Is this a joke?
This kid can still write poetry even now.
When Lin Fengmian recited a line of poetry, everyone around him was astonished.
"Is this person really just a bodyguard? I remember he came from the Shadow Hall."
"Could it be that the guards in the Shadow Hall are all proficient in the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"
They were all chatting and making guesses.
Zhao Wuji, however, believed that it must have been a coincidence by Lin Fengmian.
After all, Gan Luo enjoyed reading poetry and books in his daily life, so it's not unreasonable for Lin Fengmian to have overheard and written it down.
But in the end, Lin Fengmian simply stripped away all of Zhao Wuji's poems.
There's nothing wrong with any of these places.
Zhao Wuji was completely at a loss as to what the best course of action would be.
His face looked very ugly.
It's a shame that he's the son of the Grand Tutor, yet he's now inferior to a mere guard.
If word gets out, wouldn't he, the son of the Grand Tutor, be utterly disgraced?
"Again."
He did not believe that Lin Fengmian was highly knowledgeable.
As for Lin Fengmian, he felt it had no relation whatsoever.
Gan Luo stood up and looked at Zhao Wuji with a cold expression.
"Is the son of the Grand Tutor such a sore loser?"
As soon as he said that, everyone around him turned to look at Zhao Wuji.
At that moment, Zhao Wuji was at a loss for words.
"This young master..."
In the end, Zhao Wuji had no choice but to suppress all his thoughts.
Gan Luo gave Lin Fengmian a thumbs up.
"As expected of someone from my palace."
Lin Fengmian saw the smile on Gan Luo's lips and knew that he was smiling at him.
Lin Fengmian felt a sense of satisfaction and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Gan Luo was surprised that Lin Fengmian would actually smile on his own initiative. Although it was only for a second, Gan Luo managed to catch it.
"The contest between Lin Fengmian and Zhao Wuji has ended. Next, Zhao Wuji will compete against Young Master Lin."
Zhao Wuji wondered if he couldn't handle Lin Fengmian, but couldn't he handle Young Master Lin either?
After all, it's common knowledge that this Young Master Lin is a spoiled brat who is usually irresponsible and uneducated.
Unexpectedly, just as things were about to begin, Young Master Lin shouted a loud announcement.
"I abstain from this contest. I'm not good at such flowery language."
They were all shocked, never expecting this person to give up the opportunity so readily.