Chen Yanjun shook his head.

"I drank too much again. Did you forget that you have never taken down the butterfly-painting girl?"

Only then did Du Qingchuan become convinced.

"...You are right."

"It's precisely because I failed to capture the Butterfly Girl that I need Brother Chen's help!"

"With a face like yours, everything is easy to talk about. Besides, Brother Chen is not as good as me in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry. When you compare it, won't I become better?"

Chen Yanjun suddenly felt that there was no need to save this guy, so he promised:

"I will help you when I reach a higher level of practice."

Du Qingchuan was unhappy and strode over.

"Then there's smoke coming from my grave. Which one of us is more talented than the other!"

Chen Yanjun was too lazy to answer.

"I had an epiphany yesterday."

When Du Qingchuan heard this, he stepped close to Chen Yanjun.

"I also had an epiphany. Who said that only seven meridians can enter the imperial examination? Who stipulated it? It's just spiritual energy, and it is divided into seven colors like a rainbow? I will enter the imperial examination with music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry!"

Chen Yanjun shook his shoulders and shrugged:

"Then go to the Imperial College and practice well."

Du Qingchuan's eyes showed sadness.

"Alas, in this sad era, the holy place of music, chess, calligraphy and painting has long been transferred to Huayan Pavilion."

"Otherwise, I'm not the kind of person who is obsessed with women, right?"

"In terms of female beauty, apart from the four great women, who can compare with my mother and my sister?"

However, the fact that Chen Yanjun knew was that Du Qingchuan was a womanizer, especially the petite type.

For example, Xiaoyue.

However, Xiaoyue is the lady's maid, and the lady says that unless he can marry Xiaoyue, he cannot touch her.

As a result, this boy, like Qiu Zhuo, is a non-marriage person, and he has never touched Xiao Yue.

At least Qiuzao has a high level of cultivation and can live forever. As for Du Qingchuan, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess in a hundred years, and the Du family will stop there.

Mrs. Cui had a severe headache because of this, and she was about to develop lines at the corners of her eyes.

Chen Yanjun could only give words of advice.

"Even if your efforts are fruitless, you shouldn't give in. Be a good person and marry a talented female cultivator in the future. She might be able to achieve double cultivation."

Du Qingchuan leaned against the trunk of a locust tree and took a sip of wine.

"You want to marry my sister, who is a double cultivator, right?"

Chen Yanjun shook his head.

"No, the person I want to marry is your mother."

"After I enter the product."

"puff--"

Du Qingchuan sprayed out a mouthful of wine and woke up instantly.

Somewhat shocked.

Intellectually speaking, he really admired Chen Yanjun's choice and courage.

But emotionally, he couldn't accept it.

"Good morning, Chen Yanjun!"

"I treat you as a brother, but you actually want to be my father!"

"You are only a few dozen days older than me... I don't agree. I don't agree with this marriage!"

Chen Yanjun said with a cold face:

"If this marriage happens, I will help you get every girl in Huayan Pavilion."

Du Qingchuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he took a sip of sake, which reverberated in his stomach.

"Dad... ah, brother Chen, you must practice hard and strive to become a good person as soon as possible. My mother's happiness in the rest of her life depends on you."

With that said, he patted Chen Yanjun on the shoulder, turned around and returned the same way, and went to Huayan Pavilion again.
Chapter completed!