The First Marquis of Leisure

After bidding farewell to Qian Yuan and the others, Bai Xinghe took Hu Xing'er to the market and bought many things before returning together to the wooden house in the south of the city.

On the way, Myolie Wu couldn't hide her admiration for Bai Xinghe.

"Brother Bai, how could you compose such beautiful poems?"

"Xing'er thinks that even Dr. Li from Yan Kingdom couldn't have done it."

Bai Xinghe simply chuckled and offered no further explanation.

If Myolie Wu knew that Li Chentian and Ji Zi were both her defeated opponents, I wonder what her reaction would be.

It was already late at night when they returned to the cabin, but Hu Pingfan was still awake.

Seeing that the two had returned safely, and had gained a lot, and had even bought many things, they were surprised.

Hu Pingfan was also very happy, at least for the time being, his granddaughter would no longer have to go to brothels to make a living by performing.

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The next day, in the morning

Bai Xinghe only found out after being reminded by Myolie Wu and Hu Pingfan last night.

To participate in the upcoming national competition of Yan, one must first obtain a seal from the Ministry of Revenue.

This seal is somewhat similar to an ID card from a previous life.

After much deliberation, Bai Xinghe finally decided that it would be better to ask Qian Yuan to help with this matter.

So after greeting Hu Pingfan and Hu Xing'er, he went to the Qian residence early in the morning.

Meanwhile, a group of people arrived at Queyuefang, led by Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao, dressed in fine clothes and with a face full of anger, led a group of servants to the entrance of Queyuefang in a menacing manner.

Upon receiving the news, Aunt Hong immediately greeted everyone with a smile and ran out to welcome them.

"Oh my, what brings our young master Yuan here!"

Yuan Yao snorted coldly: "I don't have time to waste words with you. Wasn't Myolie Wu here last night with a thin man with long hair?"

As a madam, Aunt Hong was exceptionally skilled at reading people's expressions and moods.

She could tell from Yuan Yao's tone and expression.

Yuan Yao must have a grudge against Myolie Wu and Bai Xinghe. He brought so many people today precisely to seek revenge!

"Young Master Yuan, Myolie Wu did indeed come to our place to perform last night, and she did have a very talented young man with her!"

Aunt Hong dared not deceive Yuan Yao and told him the truth.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao immediately pressed, "Where do that slut and that piece of trash live? Take me there right now!"

"Young Master Yuan, this, this I don't know either," Aunt Hong quickly explained. She wasn't lying; she genuinely didn't know where Hu Xing'er lived.

"Is it that you really don't know, or are you pretending not to know?" Yuan Yao asked, his hands behind his back, exuding a powerful aura.

"If you dare to conceal the truth and deceive me, you know the consequences."

Aunt Hong looked fearful: "Young Master Yuan, even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to hide anything from you."

Yuan Yao pondered for a moment, then sneered, "I knew you wouldn't dare!"

"Young Master Yuan, although I do not know, I suspect that someone might know where Myolie Wu and that young man live."

"Who?"

Aunt Hong leaned close to Yuan Yao's ear and whispered, "Young Master Qian Yuan!"

Upon hearing that it was Qian Yuan, Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment.

The Yuan family held high office for four generations, wielding immense power and attracting numerous protégés and former officials.

He was a relative of the Yuan family, but Qian Yuan was the son of Qian Guanglu, the Vice Minister of War.

Of course, the Vice Minister of War is nothing compared to the Yuan family's foundation, but Qian Guanglu is a close confidant of General Tian Ce!

Although Yuan Yao was arrogant, he wasn't stupid.

However, after thinking for a while, he immediately left Queyuefang with his many servants, intending to ask Qian Yuan.

Meanwhile, Qian Yuan was overjoyed. He had spent a fortune, even giving up the jade pendant his father had given him, in exchange for Bai Xinghe's poem.

When he returned last night, he copied it down himself overnight, intending to go directly to the Doctor's residence today.

"Listen to me, all of you! Even if a knife is held to your throats, you must admit to the world that this poem was written by me after a year of intense inspiration!"

"Yes, young master, we understand."

After giving his instructions, Qian Yuan happily went out, intending to go to Li Chentian's residence.

He had barely left when Yuan Yao arrived at the Qian residence with several servants.

Upon asking, he learned that Qian Yuan had gone to the Doctor's residence, so Yuan Yao immediately got up and went to the Doctor's residence as well.

Inside the Doctor's residence, many talented young men from the Yan Kingdom were engrossed in their studies.

In the Yan Kingdom, being able to become a disciple of Li Chentian is equivalent to having one foot already in the imperial court!

Therefore, Qian Yuan also abandoned his playboy ways and became very respectful.

"Brother, please inform him that Qian Yuan, son of Qian Guanglu, the Vice Minister of War, has come to visit and would like to ask Elder Li to critique a poem!"

A disciple from the Doctor's Mansion glanced at Qian Yuan but did not greet him with a smile despite his status.

"Young Master Qian, if I may be so bold, Mr. Li is very busy with his studies, so you'd better not join in this fun."

Qian Yuan's level of expertise was well-known among the many students at the Doctoral Academy.

If they really had that ability, they would have been studying with them long ago.

Qian Yuan was not angry. He immediately ordered his men to bring out the poem that he had copied down the night before.

The students at the Imperial Academy initially dismissed the idea, believing that Qian Yuan couldn't write any good poems.

But out of politeness, he reluctantly accepted it and decided to take a look.

It wouldn't have mattered if I hadn't looked, but once I did, I realized...

The students froze on the spot!

"This, this, Mr. Qian, did you do this?"

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! This is the most brilliant poem I've ever seen!"

"Quickly, go and fetch Dr. Li! Quickly!"

Several students couldn't help but tremble and slap their thighs.

Seeing the students' reactions, Qian Yuan was extremely pleased; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

Anyway, Bai Xinghe took his money and made it clear that he could claim it was his own original work.

The students' intense reaction attracted the attention of other students, and soon many students from the Doctoral Academy came over.

Upon seeing the poems transcribed on the white paper, everyone reacted in unison, marveling at their extraordinary talent!

"This was created by my young master after a year of work, in a moment of inspiration last night!"

Upon seeing this, Qian Yuan's attendants immediately cooperated and lifted it up from the side.

"This is incredible, absolutely incredible!"

"Young Master Qian is truly a man of profound hidden talent, a true genius!"

Qian Yuan chuckled heartily, his hands behind his back; this feeling was simply too good.

The doctoral students who usually didn't care about him were now praising him like crazy, and the admiration in their eyes made him feel very satisfied!

"Why are you shouting like this?"

At this moment, Li Chentian led his men out of the house.

"Dr. Li, please take a look at the poem written by Young Master Qian!"

A group of students ran over, their legs trembling.

Li Chentian glanced at Qian Yuan; he recognized Qian Yuan.

At that time, Qian Guanglu personally approached him, hoping that he could persuade Qian Yuan to become his disciple.

Out of politeness, he only casually mentioned that he valued Qian Yuan's talent, but the time was not right.

Therefore, he knew Qian Yuan's level of ability and estimated that he couldn't write any good poems.

But since his students reacted so strongly, Li Chentian had no choice but to reluctantly take a look.

When he took the poems handed to him by the students, he stared at them intently and froze on the spot, his breathing quickened, and his whole body began to tremble with excitement!

"Qian Yuan, this, this really was you who did it?"

"Dr. Li, this is something I've been thinking about for half a year. Last night, I had a sudden inspiration and created it on a whim. I hope it will meet your approval!" Qian Yuan replied, feigning modesty.

"What a wonderful poem! A truly exquisite masterpiece!"

Li Chentian was extremely shocked and praised it highly.

But suddenly, as if remembering something, he knew very well Qian Yuan's abilities and that it was unlikely he could write such an immortal poem.

The first image that popped into his mind was that of Bai Xinghe, the heir of the Marquis's mansion, who had been labeled a good-for-nothing, a wastrel, and an ignorant scoundrel during the poetry competition in Zhao State!

In his heart, he believed that if anyone in the world could write such a poem, there would be no one else but Bai Xinghe!

Moreover, he had already heard the news that Bai Xinghe had been rescued from the execution ground by the eight hundred riders left behind by Bai Tianque.

Could it be that Bai Xinghe has come to the Yan Kingdom? And he knows Qian Yuan?

Li Chentian was overwhelmed with thoughts, but he quickly suppressed his inner shock.

"Qian Yuan, could you compose another poem on the spot, so that this old man may have a glimpse of your talent?"

Qian Yuan was stunned.

He thought to himself that he was doomed, and his brain raced to come up with a solution.

Just then, a servant from the Qian household ran in, covered in sweat.

"Young master, something terrible has happened in the manor!"

Qian Yuan was overjoyed and immediately asked, "What happened?"

The servant looked anxious and said, "Shortly after you left, Young Master Yuan and his men, along with that young master from the brothel last night, came to the manor looking for you. They seem to have a deep grudge against each other."

"Young Master Yuan is threatening to behead that other young master. If you don't get there in time, it might be too late!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Yuan felt both delighted and anxious.

Just when I was wondering how to deal with Li Chentian, this was the perfect excuse.

What's urgent is that Bai Xinghe is capable of composing a poem that made Li Chentian lose his composure like this; he must save such a talented person!