A poor family counterattacks, she is beautiful and sassy on the way to the imperial examination

Chapter 50 Chapter 50

When the lights were on, the nine brothers and sisters of An Chuxia dressed neatly and greeted the teacher, but they were stopped by someone as soon as they walked out of the inn.

An Chuxia looked at Bai Weiwei and the others who blocked their way, and frowned, not knowing what they wanted to do.

Seeing An Chuxia's brothers and sisters looking at them coldly, Bai Weiwei showed neither disgust nor joy at seeing a schoolmate.
He just looked at them lightly and didn't speak a word.

Reluctantly, He Baiweiwei had no choice but to force out a sweet smile, and said in a soft voice, "Sister An Xue, you guys go out!"

An Chuxia hooked the corners of her lips as an answer.

Seeing the flash of anger on her face like this, Bai Weiwei gritted her teeth, and continued: "I heard that there will be a literature meeting in Qu You Pavilion tonight. An Xuemei has received an invitation, can you take us there?"

After Bai Weiwei finished speaking, she thought that she had lowered her stance, and this poor An Xuemei should not refuse her request.

But although her voice was soft and waxy, she was not a professional actor after all, and she didn't manage the expressions on her face well.

The subtleties still revealed her disdain and contempt for An Chuxia's family.

How could An Chuxia, a former social elite, fail to see the hypocrisy on Bai Weiwei's face.

But I didn't intend to argue with her.

Squinting her charming peach eyes, she lightly opened her pale pink lips and said, "No!"

Then they bypassed them and continued walking in the direction of Qu You Pavilion. Liu Fei and his brothers grabbed Junior Sister Gu's sleeves and dragged her to quickly catch up with An Chuxia.

Bai Weiwei and the others, who had reacted from the stunned surprise, realized that they had been rejected. They looked at the back of An Chuxia and the others leaving in disbelief, and began to exhale.

But An Chuxia and the others had already turned into another street, who cares how angry they were.

Brothers and sisters An Chuxia walked into another street and couldn't help sighing that Songjiang Mansion is indeed a city with well-developed waterways. At night, there are red lanterns in front of many shops.

It's not very bright, but it's not too dark either.

When An Chuxia and his group came to the street where Quyou Pavilion was located, it was like a different world from other places.

The lights here are transparent, and there are many lanterns of various colors in front of the pavilions. There are still boys and girls in bright clothes standing at the door, inviting guests.

An Chuxia stood at the intersection of the street and exchanged glances with the seniors. If they didn't understand what kind of business this street was doing at this moment, then they were just talking nonsense with their eyes open.

Just when An Chuxia was thinking about whether to break the appointment for the sake of the pure heart of her little girl.

Jiang Zhirou, who was waiting for them at the gate of Quyou Pavilion, saw An Chuxia, and ran over with her two followers to hold her back.

"Everyone, go in quickly! The party inside is about to start!" Jiang Zhirou pulled An Chuxia and said.

Gu Fangmiao looked at Jiang Zhirou holding An Chuxia's hand, thinking that Sister An was her own sister, and no one else could compete with her.

She pouted her pink lips cutely, and squeezed between the two of them thoughtfully.

Jiang Zhirou, who was pushed aside, was forced to let go of An Chuxia's hand.

She rolled her eyes towards Gu Fangmiao, who was proud of her face, "Childish!"

Gu Fangmiao raised her face, not caring whether this behavior was childish or not.

An Chuxia patted Gu Fangmiao's head lightly. Now that she has come here and was seen by the person who made the appointment, it is impossible to miss the appointment.

Looking at the seniors, he said, "...Let's go!"

Men are naturally quick to accept this kind of place, and they don't think there is any problem with literati meeting here.

The brothers walked in naturally, the sound of string music, the melodious music, and the secluded hall of singing and dancing on the stage.

What An Chuxia didn't expect was that the enchanting person walking over was not some old prostitute or mother.

It's a man with white powder on his face, oily hair and no age, his voice is so soft and soft, it's really nice!
"Sirs, ladies, please go upstairs!

Everyone is here today, in our Quyou Pavilion, there are quite a few young ladies tonight, it's their day.

At that time, you guys and girls, you should support them more and take pity on them! "

The surprise on An Chuxia's face flashed away, she turned her head to see Gu Fangmiao's confused expression, she hurriedly raised her hand and waved the male bustard away without letting him continue.

Now she has some regrets bringing her 15-year-old girl here. At that time, she only thought that the Quyou Pavilion was a place to listen to music, but she didn't expect it to be a small pavilion.

There are not only skittishly dressed prostitutes, but also voluptuously dressed young men.

The group of them, except Jiang Zhirou, a playboy who often goes in and out of this kind of place.

There is also An Chuxia who has seen bars, KTV, and some similar nightclubs in her previous life.

The others were more or less affected by the extravagant and lustful atmosphere here, and their faces were rendered with an unnatural blush.

Jiang Zhirou led them up to the second floor and into a very spacious private room, where many people were already seated.

At a glance, there were at least two or thirty people, or even more.

There are two or three people sitting behind each long low table, just placed in a circle around the large private room.

In the middle, there are maikos dancing gracefully, and beside them are two musicians playing the piano.

The person who organized this literary meeting was Yu Zhuokai, the eldest son of the Yu family in Songjiang Prefecture. He was 24 and five years old and a scholar.

I heard from Jiang Zhirou that he considers himself to be an elegant person, and what he likes to do most is also elegant things, which can be seen from the place he chose for literati gatherings.

The difference between what he thinks is elegant and a real elegant person is probably the distance between the South Pole and the North Pole.

Yu Zhuokai, who was wearing azure blue brocade clothes, had a surprised expression on his face when he saw An Chuxia led by Jiang Zhirou.

When I invited this female scholar who became famous in Hanhua Academy at the time.

Although she didn't refuse, she didn't show any interest either. Yu Zhuokai really didn't expect her to come.

Few people who can get ahead in a big family are stupid, although Yu Zhuokai is a bit vulgar and elegant.

But he understands that he can crush a female scholar with extraordinary literary talent in terms of knowledge, and he will not be stupid to offend her.

After Yu Zhuokai saw An Chuxia coming in, he politely stood up and raised his hand, inviting them to sit not far from him.

Others sitting below, of course, some people were not convinced, thinking that she was a little female talent, why should she sit above them.

But think of that unlucky Juren.

Being stunned by this female scholar with the broad knowledge most familiar to the literati, she left early in despair before even listening to the lecture of the great Confucian Mr. Sima.

I couldn't help trembling cleverly in my heart, and everyone restrained their facial expressions in fear, showing a smiley face of hello, hello, hello everyone.

It has begun, the mutual flattering social interaction that has remained unchanged since ancient times.

(End of this chapter)