"Tsk..." The scholar looked at him disdainfully and said contemptuously: "You still want to pretend to be Duan Shuai, the idol of our Songzhou literary circle, and don't urinate. I met Brother Duan in the Songzhou yamen last month and drank with him. He was so beautiful that he was so handsome that you, a kid, could not imitate..."

"Oh, yes, Duan Mingyu is so handsome, so tall and handsome, and I can't pretend to be a fake. I said it was wrong. My name is Duan Yuming. I would like to ask this guy, what is the origin of Wenchang? Why is it so lively!" Duan Mingyu said modestly.

The scholar nodded with satisfaction, patted his shoulder and said, "You have just arrived in Songzhou?"

"That's right, it's true that my brother's eyes are like torches and can see through thoroughly." Duan Mingyu gave a thumbs up.

"That's natural. Brother Mingyu and I have drunk wine." The scholar shook his folding fan and said proudly: "We in Songzhou have been rich in all kinds of treasures since ancient times, and have outstanding people and powerful places. The first beauty in Songzhou, Miss Cheng Junyu and our young brother Duan are two of the strange flowers."

"What, I and Jun Yu both moved to Songzhou from other places, why are they related to Songzhou again?"

Duan Mingyu hurriedly cut him off and said, "Brother, please focus on the Wenchang Association. How could so many talented people come to participate?"

Duan Mingyu mainly wanted to try out the moisture. Although Lao Cheng personally admitted to him that this was a bride conference, who knew what tricks this old fox would play?

"Fuss!" The scholar glanced at him and said, "Miss Cheng Junyu is not only the number one talented woman in Songzhou, but also the number one beauty in Songzhou. She is also the daughter of Lord Cheng, the governor of Songzhou. She is born in a wealthy family and looks as beautiful as a flower. She wants to choose a son-in-law. This talented man in the world is still rushing to come in like crazy, but I still think that Brother Duan Mingyu has the greatest chance of winning!"

"What do you mean is that Miss Cheng Junyu might have to use this Wenchang to choose a son-in-law?" Duan Mingyu asked. He had heard the news three days ago, but he was not sure at the time.

"It's not possible, it's certain. Even the notice was released, and everyone in Songzhou City knew about it." said the scholar.

The notices were all out? Choosing a son-in-law on the ring? Damn, this is a difficult job. I can't do it. Jun Yu's girl has a high vision, and Lao Cheng even came up with such bad ideas. The father and daughter are perverted one by one.

"What does the notice say?" He felt warm again when he saw Jun Yu say goodbye before joining the army, and asked anxiously. "The notice said that Miss Cheng Junyu is in her ten years of age, loves poetry, and is quite envious of scholars from all over the world. He is willing to take this opportunity of the Wenchang Association in Songzhou to choose a good match for Miss Jun Yu. As long as he is of the same age and considers himself talented, he can sign up to participate. That is why talented people from all over the world are flocking to... Hey, you kid can't come to participate in the Wenchang Association, right!" said the scholar.

"I can't even recognize a few words, will it be embarrassing to participate in Wenchang?" Duan Mingyu said hurriedly.

"That's true. Wenchang will receive talented people from all over the world. If you want to register, you will make people laugh. Are you so easy to take the exam as Miss Junyu's husband? Miss Cheng Junyu has three conditions: one is talented, and the other is that she likes it. With these two points, she also needs to set questions and take the exam personally. Only after answering the questions can she be matched with her. Can you do it, you?"

The scholar said disdainfully. As a man, what's wrong with it? Duan Mingyu laughed twice, patted the servant on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, brother, let Brother Mingyu invite you to drink another day."

After inquiring about these things clearly, Duan Mingyu was confused, but he was not so blind. After walking a few steps, he saw a line of big words written on a sign, "Wenchang Club Reception Office."

Several men who looked like masters sat upright. When they saw him coming, they hurriedly stood up and said, "Please give him a number and a famous sage!" The number and a famous sage? What number?

Duan Mingyu was puzzled, and the master explained: "Oh, it is the number you sent to you when you passed the audition. Please show it.

"First test? Damn, when did I have the first test? That girl Jun Yu has never said it.

As soon as he saw that he couldn't get the number, the master's face changed: "I'm another person who wants to get away with it. Let's go away. I don't have time to serve you..."

Duan Mingyu was about to have an attack, but someone next to him sneakily grabbed him and said, "Brother, do you want a number? Twenty taels of silver each, the lowest price in the city, the price is fair, and the only one is undeniable."

Duan Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that this is the legendary scalper. No matter how difficult it is for you, they can get it. Seeing him hesitated, the man said, "Brother, I have spent money to hire a scholar to queue up. Each person wrote a few poems to pass, and he also had to connect various relationships. He had to give benefits every year and festival. The price was very fair. Hundreds of talented men came to the city every day, and not everyone could pass it. This number is very intimate. Please hurry up, the Wenchang meeting will begin soon. If you go to the evening, then Miss Junyu would put it in someone else's arms."

The last sentence is so damn important. Duan Mingyu himself is a big yellow cow. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ten taels of silver, don't let it go!"

The man reluctantly said, "Okay, since you are so happy, then you will be ten taels." Duan Mingyu took the number order, but it was in an invitation style. Hehe, it's not bad, the printing is very exquisite.

Duan Mingyu took out the silver and walked forward, but was pulled by one person and said sneakily: "Brother, do you want the number? Do you want it? The lowest price in the city is three taels of silver per, one tael of silver is also fine..."

Damn, you are the one who is the first one. Duan Mingyu roared and turned around to look for that person. Where can he see him?

Today, he was not good at getting out of the army and was slaughtered before he even entered the field. Duan Mingyu was unhappy. He was still the two masters, as if he had never seen him before. He took the number list in his hand, glanced at him, and said with a charming smile: "The number list is correct, please give it a name to the sect, and we will log in for you!"

The name is so stubborn. Duan Mingyu took the brush and wrote two words in a dragon and flying phoenix danced, saying, "This is my name, the locals."

"Duan Mingyu? Oh, it turns out that you are Mr. Duan. Why didn't you say it earlier? I have long admired Daming. Please come in quickly. This is your Wenchang Club number, which corresponds to your name one by one. Please keep it." The master said with a charming smile.

You damn, you are just a slut. You must show your identity and you will know how powerful this top scorer is.
Chapter completed!