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Chapter 592 Full Moon Night, At the Forbidden City?
As a guest invited by Mrs. Hua, Tan Wenjie was personally received by Mrs. Hua.

Take your seats.

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter were the four fragrant servants attending to her.

Neither Tan Wenjie nor Madam Hua mentioned Qiu Xiang again.

Madam Hua could tell from her observations that Tan Wenjie came from a wealthy and noble family.

Qiu Xiang was quite talented, and marrying some talented scholars would even be considered a step down for her. But if she were to be paired with a truly powerful and wealthy person, it would not be a marriage alliance but rather an alliance of enemies.

A mere beauty could not possibly make him give in. This man must be someone who is indifferent to women and has lofty ambitions; otherwise, he could not have such excellent martial arts skills at such a young age.

Such outstanding young talents deserve to be recruited.

Madam Hua paused, then suddenly asked, "Young Master Tan, have you ever heard of Tang Bohu?"

"never heard of that."

I'm just a passerby, I have no recollection of them, but they sound like random passerby A.

"That's a truly despicable scoundrel," Madam Hua said, glossing over the matter. "Although he has managed to gain some fame outside, he is actually utterly wicked. Young Master Tan, you must not be misled by him when you travel the martial world in the future."

"Tan is a boorish man."

"Don't you understand poetry?" Madam Hua laughed. "The heroes of the martial world are so much more fun wielding spears and sticks. I hate those who write poetry the most."

Tan Wenjie: "..."

He only said he was a rough man, but he didn't say he didn't understand poetry. On the contrary, he could recite many poems. It's not a big deal for a plagiarist to pretend to be a talented person.

Qiu Xiang, who was holding a wine pot to the side, quietly pursed her lips.

A boorish person who doesn't understand poetry, even if handsome, has no charm whatsoever.

"Suck it!"

Qiu Xiang subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her mouth, only to be startled to realize that the sound was coming from next to her when her fingers touched the corner of her mouth.

If it weren't for myself, I would have been so close.

Turning my head, I saw that Dongxiang's lips were glistening.

How pathetic! To be so easily seduced by mere male beauty.

Qiu Xiang carefully wiped her mouth again, and only after making sure no one was watching did she secretly breathe a sigh of relief. She had already proven that she had a strong will, and it was only natural that she could resist the allure this time.

After the meal, Madam Hua had urgent business to attend to and had to leave, so the meal ended there.

The servants in the Hua family were divided into different ranks, but the masters were treated completely differently and could travel freely.

Tan Wenjie followed Dongxiang to the guest room. After tidying up briefly, he planned to go out for a walk, but he encountered two people as soon as he passed through the courtyard.

The stunningly beautiful Sister Pomegranate, and the hurried Qiu Xiang.

"Young Master Tan!" Sister Pomegranate stopped to greet him.

"This is what you are doing?"

“Some people outside are selling themselves to bury their fathers,” Sister Pomegranate sighed. “It’s so hard these days, so many people can’t even get a bite to eat. I’m not only beautiful but also kind-hearted, so I plan to go and take a look.”

Tan Wenjie: "I'll go with you to take a look too."

Qiu Xiang, who had always looked down on him, was quite surprised. She turned to look at him in surprise, and then quickly turned away when she noticed Tan Wenjie's gaze sweeping over her.

Upon reaching the back gate, Tang Bohu, disguised, stopped outside pushing a "corpse" on a cart.

"Waaah, I want to sell myself to bury my father." Tang Bohu lowered his head and pretended to wipe away tears.

Once he seizes the opportunity to infiltrate the Hua family, the rest will be easy; Qiu Xiang will be a piece of cake.

"How pitiful, his father died." Sister Pomegranate wiped her eyes. "Then let's take him in as a handyman and let him use the money from selling himself to bury his father."

Tang Bohu was overjoyed and quickly nodded in agreement.

“Wait a minute,” Tan Wenjie suddenly said. “I think this man has a distinguished appearance and should have been educated for a few years. If we make him sell himself into slavery to bury his father, his life will be ruined. How about this, I will pay for his father’s funeral, and he won’t have to sell himself into slavery.”

Sister Pomegranate and Qiu Xiang both looked at Tan Wenjie, their eyes filled with admiration.

I never expected him to have such a high level of ideological awareness.

"Depend on!"

Tang Bohu gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Tan Wenjie, trying to stab him until he bled.

After seeing that face clearly, anger surged within me.

He was worried that his good looks would affect his ability to pick up girls, so he tried to use methods to get rid of him.

Tang Bohu, who thought he had seen through everything, said with a sob, "Waaah, I know that I will not accept food offered with contempt. I cannot accept this young master's money for no reason. I would rather be a slave in the Hua family and earn a living with my own hard work and sweat."

Sister Pomegranate exclaimed, "His awareness is so high!"

"How tall?" Tan Wenjie couldn't help but add.

"..."

All eyes turned to Qiu Xiang, awaiting her answer.

Qiu Xiang was not on the same wavelength as them, and tilted her head in confusion.

Hey lady, you've wandered onto the wrong set!

"Then..." Just as Sister Pomegranate was about to nod and accept Tang Bohu's offer, she saw a man pulling a cart full of corpses walking towards them from a distance.

"Wait! I want to sell myself too, to bury my whole family!"

"..."*N
"Damn, buddy, you don't have to push yourself so hard!" Tang Bohu exclaimed, his eyes wide.

He admitted that he was not as well-prepared as his opponent.

Ultimately, it ended with Tang Bohu being taken into the Hua family as a slave, leaving Tan Wenjie with the regret of not being able to witness Xiao Qiang's famous scene.

Tang Bohu's current status: a low-ranking servant in the Hua family, number 9527, named Hua An.

He wasn't there to freeload; that very evening, he sneaked over to Tan Wenjie's room, where, coincidentally, dinner had been delivered by someone arranged by Madam Hua.

"Brother, what's your name?" Tang Bohu asked familiarly, picking up his chopsticks.

After a long day of hard work, I was just about to have dinner when those bastards didn't leave me a single drop of soup.

"Zhou Xingxing."

"I rely on."

"Isn't that disgusting?"

"You said it yourself, I didn't." Tang Bohu tore off a chicken leg. "I think you don't seem interested in Miss Qiuxiang."

Tan Wenjie nodded: "She doesn't quite fit my aesthetic."

“I knew long ago that you were no ordinary person. You are slightly better looking than me, with outstanding temperament and high martial arts skills. Ordinary women are definitely not good enough for you.”

Tang Bohu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Tan Wenjie admit that he had no interest in Qiu Xiang.

He always considered himself more handsome, but at this moment it was better to go along with what the other person said.

"Oh, right," Tang Bohu said, "I know many beautiful women in the martial arts world. I'll introduce them to you another day."

Tan Wenjie: "Do you have any beautiful women you'd like to introduce to me?"

The other party has the exact same face as Leon, Stephen Chow, Supreme Treasure, Cheng Sheng, Wei Xiaobao and others, so he has zero credibility with them.

She will definitely eat alone.

"Of course I will, I swear on Hua An's name!" Tang Bohu said, raising his right hand.

“Hua An?” Tan Wenjie shook his head slightly. “Actually, I think Qiu Xiang is quite pretty. Madam Hua even tried to match us up before.”

"Tang Bohu!" Tang Bohu immediately stood up, raised his hand and shouted, "I swear by the name of Tang Bohu."

"What Tang Bohu?"

Mrs. Hua walked in.

His face turned ugly when he saw "Hua An," a lowly servant, holding a chicken leg in one hand and standing on the table with one foot, loudly shouting Tang Bohu's name.

"Ahem, Madam!" Tang Bohu quickly lowered his head.

Tan Wenjie had not only shown his skills before, but he had also demonstrated extraordinary martial arts prowess. After entering the Hua Mansion, he knew that the other party was very unhappy with Tang Bohu and was afraid of exposing his identity.

"Madam Hua, Hua An said he has a grudge against Tang Bohu. He just swore that this chicken leg is the best he has ever eaten in his life, or else he would have Tang Bohu castrated."

"Damn, you don't have to be so ruthless." Tang Bohu suddenly looked up at Tan Wenjie.

"What, you don't want to?" Madam Hua asked.

"I, I... Madam, I suddenly realized that this oath is completely useless. The food in our Hua family is the best in the world. If I were to swear an oath, wouldn't Tang Bohu have to be vigorous and energetic for the rest of his life?"

“That makes sense.” Madam Hua nodded. “Wait a moment, I’ll have the kitchen make a new, awful chicken and send it over.”

"Seriously? They're going to such lengths to curse Tang Bohu, even wasting food?" Tan Wenjie advised.

Tang Bohu nodded repeatedly. He had just felt a chill down his groin, but thankfully Tan Wenjie was reliable enough to help him out.

Tan Wenjie added, "They say that evil deeds last a thousand years. This curse won't hurt Tang Bohu at all, but it will give Hua An an upset stomach."

"Young Master Tan is right."

Madam Hua nodded. As long as Tang Bohu didn't show up in front of her on his own initiative, she wouldn't bother with him.

On the contrary, she became more and more satisfied with Tan Wenjie in front of her.

Especially with Hua An standing next to him, his aura was elevated several levels.

"By the way, I came here because there's something I'd like to discuss with you, Young Master Tan."

"Mrs. Hua, you're too kind. Please go on."

Madam Hua's expression was solemn: "Young hero, have you ever heard of the Forbidden City?"

Tan Wenjie: "A full moon night, atop the Forbidden City?"

The next destination has been decided. The stories of picking up girls in Washington are too trivial; a contest between unparalleled masters is much more attractive.

“That’s right. Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue and other top experts have agreed to have a martial arts contest at the Forbidden City on the night of the full moon next month.” Madam Hua nodded. “These martial arts figures are extremely arrogant and disdainful of everyone.”

Being good at martial arts makes you arrogant; that's always been the way the world is.

"Is Madam Hua trying to save the emperor?"

"Of course not." Madam Hua shook her head. "The palace is protected by experts. They are just some martial arts masters, not worth mentioning. I came here tonight to ask if you like the dinner."

“Very good,” Tan Wenjie said.

So thoughtful, even closer than a biological mother.

"That's good. Young Master Tan, please rest well. I'll head back now." Madam Hua walked towards the door, but stopped abruptly after taking one step. "Hua An!"

"Yes, sir!" Tang Bohu, who was stuffing a chicken wing into his mouth, stood at attention.

"Take good care of Young Master Tan."

"Yes!"

Once Madam Hua's figure had disappeared into the distance, Tang Bohu breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed all the meat with a gulp.

"Phew, buddy, she's not your mother, is she?" Tang Bohu asked in surprise. "Why is she so nice to you?"

He winked and made faces, as if he had discovered some interesting secret.

Tan Wenjie: "Because I'm handsome."

"Hahaha, if being handsome were useful, would I need to pretend to be a servant in the Hua Mansion?" Tang Bohu seemed to have heard a joke.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

The answer is obvious: being handsome gets preferential treatment, but Tang Bohu not only didn't get preferential treatment but was even abused. The answer is obvious.

"Hahaha—" Tang Bohu's laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone tacitly agreed not to continue discussing this topic.

Tan Wenjie: "I heard you are an excellent calligrapher and painter. Could you paint a few pictures for me when you have time?"

There aren't many famous concept artists in the myriad realms, but Tang Bohu is definitely one of them, known for his short production time and high quality.

"You think I'll just draw because you tell me to?"

Tang Bohu scoffed. He had only eaten half a chicken; his painting was worth a fortune, so how could he easily part with it?

Tan Wenjie cupped his hands to his mouth as if making a megaphone: "Help! There's Tang Bohu here!"

"Holy crap, shhh!" Tang Bohu jumped up in fright. "Paintings? I promised! You can paint as many as you want!"

"Wouldn't it be okay if it was just like this?"

Tan Wenjie sat down and picked up his chopsticks.

However, because he shouted, a lot of people came, and the martial arts champion led a group of servants into the door.

Where is Tang Bohu?

“Look.” Tan Wenjie pointed to Tang Bohu.

"You!" Tang Bohu's expression changed drastically.

I never expected to be betrayed. It's true that there's rarely pure friendship between handsome guys; it's all about scheming.

It feels terrible to be envied and then betrayed.

"He had a grudge against Tang Bohu."

“That’s right!” Tang Bohu breathed a sigh of relief. “I do have a grudge against Tang Bohu. Just now, when Young Master Tan and I were cursing Tang Bohu, I accidentally raised my voice a bit too high.”

"So that's how it is." The martial arts champion nodded in sudden understanding.

He turned around, waved his hand, and left with his servants.

"Brother, you almost got me into serious trouble." Tang Bohu grabbed a fish and stuffed it into his mouth. "I have to go now."

As he said he was leaving, Tang Bohu grabbed a bunch of grapes and stuffed them into his pocket, then took two apples with him before turning away, satisfied.

When Tang Bohu left Tan Wenjie's courtyard, he was still somewhat resentful. As the leader of the Four Great Talents of Jiangnan, he had single-handedly elevated the culture and appearance of the four of them to a level that no one else could reach.

Just then, a figure was seen wandering around outside at night instead of sleeping.

"Sister Pomegranate?"

"Who is it!" Sister Pomegranate stopped and looked at Tang Bohu warily. "It's you!"

I have a question for you.

"do not love."

"Damn, I wanted to ask you..."

"If you really want to, then you shouldn't just think about it, go for it!"

"Crazy!" Tang Bohu cursed as he turned around, then suddenly punched Sister Pomegranate in the left eye.

"what!"

Sister Pomegranate fell to the ground.

"Forced sex? Come on, come on, hahaha, you want to rape me? It's finally my turn, hahaha, oh dear."

Tang Bohu stepped on Sister Pomegranate and left.

After strolling around for a few steps, he unexpectedly encountered someone.

"Sister Qiuxiang?"

Late at night, Qiu Xiang didn't sleep; she was actually reading behind a lamp.

"Ah!" Qiu Xiang was startled and dropped the book in her hand to the ground.

Tang Bohu quickly stepped forward and picked up the book.

It turned out to be his own poetry collection. He never expected that Sister Qiuxiang was his fan. The corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

He had even imagined that once he revealed his identity, Qiu Xiang would be unable to resist throwing herself into his arms, and they would live happily ever after as a divine couple.

“Ga ga ga ga~”

Qiu Xiang raised her hand and waved it in front of Tang Bohu: "9527, are you alright?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Could you please give me back my book?" Qiu Xiang whispered. "Madam hates Tang Bohu the most. If she finds out I'm reading Tang Bohu's books, I'm doomed."

"Of course," Tang Bohu nodded. "However, you have to answer one question for me first."

"Go ahead," Qiu Xiang nodded. "I will answer seriously."

Do you think I'm handsome?

"Pfft."

"Please be serious, I'm asking you very seriously." Tang Bohu adjusted his posture, turning his face to Qiu Xiang. "Me, am I handsome? Maybe only a little bit more handsome than Tan Wenjie."

"Pfft, sorry." Qiu Xiang covered her mouth. "I don't want the book anymore."

She turned and left.

She could answer questions, but she refused to lie, especially not a lie that would be easily exposed. If the other people in the mansion found out that she said Hua An was more handsome than Tan Wenjie, she would be finished.

Tang Bohu: "Hey, Sister Qiuxiang, Sister Qiuxiang~!"

(End of this chapter)