Suddenly, Shen Jing felt a little ashamed.
He looked at Zhao Ying, who was fighting despite his injuries, and then at himself, who was just slacking off.
These were two completely different extremes!
No wonder Zhao Ying was called the most talented scholar in Huaizhou.
Just his spirit alone crushed a large number of people.
So, if you want to become a dragon among men, you still have to work hard.
As for lying flat and slacking off, that could be left to him.
Zhao Ying and the others also saw Shen Jing and his group.
However, Zhao Ying and the others weren't surprised at all.
They had heard people say that Shen Jing and Su Yourong had arrived when they entered.
Seeing Shen Jing again after a few days, both Zhao Ying and Song Lianxin's eyes flashed with a cold light.
In just a few short days, they had suffered one loss after another.
In contrast, Shen Jing was full of pride.
A mere clown had actually turned his life around.
Such a strong contrast made them hate Shen Jing to the core.
If they could, they would have loved to flay Shen Jing alive on the spot.
After suppressing the killing intent in his heart, Zhao Ying whispered to Song Lianxin, "Don't mind him for now, he'll get what's coming to him eventually!"
"Mm!"
Song Lianxin nodded lightly, supporting Zhao Ying as they walked forward.
Soon, the group passed by Shen Jing and his companions.
"Zhao Titled Scholar, you're not dead yet?"
Shen Jing fully displayed his spirit of learning, putting into practice the skill he had just acquired.
He had to admit, greeting people with these words felt different!
Zhao Ying's body stiffened abruptly, and he gritted his teeth, "I won't die! I just heard you got leprosy, but I didn't expect you to be so lively so quickly! It's true that good people don't live long, but scourges last for a thousand years!"
"The feeling is mutual! Aren't we all scourges?"
Shen Jing chuckled, then stared at Zhao Ying's backside, "Your walking posture seems very strange? Did you get hemorrhoids, or were you injured under Wang Zan?"
Hemorrhoids?
Injured under Wang Zan?
Everyone was stunned at first, but they quickly understood.
In an instant, Li Zhao and the others looked at Zhao Ying with strange expressions.
Chi Chi didn't even bother to pretend anymore, showing a gloating smile at Zhao Ying.
"Cough, cough…"
Su Yourong suppressed her laughter and lightly kicked Shen Jing.
This scoundrel!
Didn't he know how Zhao Ying got injured?
He was practically trying to infuriate Zhao Ying to death!
Meeting everyone's gaze, Zhao Ying's breathing became heavy.
This dog!
He actually dared to imply that he had been… with Wang Zan!
Villain!
Shameless villain!
"A petty man's triumph!"
Zhao Ying couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse.
"You speak as if you're a gentleman."
Shen Jing smiled indifferently, "Speaking of which, don't you two still owe me two gifts?"
As he spoke, Shen Jing's gaze fell on Song Lianxin's face again.
Tsk tsk, didn't this woman get twenty slaps yesterday?
There wasn't a single mark on her face?
Damn it!
Did she go too easy on herself, or was her skin too thick?
Or was she a makeup monster?
"If you haven't woken up, go home and sleep; don't talk in your sleep here!"
Zhao Ying snorted coldly.
Gifts?
Did he want a coffin?
"This is where you're being inconsiderate!"
Shen Jing looked at them unhappily, "Didn't your two families come to the Su Family to mourn me yesterday? Just mourning, without bringing gifts? You're both prominent families, are you really that unrefined?"
Mourning?
Li Zhao and the others looked at them in astonishment.
Damn it!
How much drama had they missed!
People from the Zhao and Song families even went to mourn Shen Jing?
Could it be that they were the ones who spread the news of Shen Jing's death?
At the mention of mourning, Zhao Ying and Song Lianxin's expressions grew even uglier.
Thinking of the humiliating scene at the entrance of the Su Manor, Song Lianxin's face started to burn with pain again.
"When you truly die, we will definitely bring generous gifts and come to mourn you!"
Song Lianxin gritted her silver teeth, the hatred in her eyes completely unconcealed.
She didn't know why Shen Jing had suddenly spread the news of having leprosy, or why he was suddenly fine again.
She didn't want to know any of that now.
She only wanted Shen Jing's life!
She wanted to cut this damned good-for-nothing into a thousand pieces and dismember his body!
Only then could the monstrous hatred in her heart be appeased.
"How about you give them to me in advance!"
Shen Jing looked at the two with a smile, "I'm afraid you two might die before me, and won't have the chance to come to mourn."
"Don't worry, that won't happen!" Song Lianxin replied coldly.
"Who can say for sure?"
Shen Jing's lips curled, "If a finger breaks, and the wound gets infected and festers, it can be fatal at any time!"
Hm?
Listening to Shen Jing's words, Li Zhao and the others all looked at Song Lianxin curiously.
Song Lianxin's finger broke?
When they looked at Song Lianxin, they realized that her left hand was hidden beneath her wide sleeve, completely out of sight.
Did she really break her finger?
Was it related to Shen Jing?
In an instant, the flames of gossip began to flicker in their eyes.
Damn it, how much had happened these past few days!
No, no!
They definitely had to ask Shen Jing for a clear explanation later.
The flames of gossip burned brightly in Li Zhao's heart, as he watched the good show in front of him with great interest.
Facing Shen Jing's direct provocation, Song Lianxin's eyes instantly flashed with a cold light, and she gritted her teeth, "You should worry more about yourself! I heard that Miss Su has already cursed three men to death, you'd better go to the temple and pray more!"
Song Lianxin deliberately raised her voice.
Not only could the people around them hear it, but even the people downstairs could hear it.
Listening to Song Lianxin's words, the scene immediately erupted in an uproar.
Everyone's gaze fell on Su Yourong.
"She's already cursed three men to death?"
"Is that true?"
"Could this be the real reason the Su Family made Shen Jing marry into their family?"
"I think it must be true…"
Everyone discussed animatedly, and many people secretly sighed in their hearts.
Today's trip was truly worthwhile!
The poetry gathering hadn't even started, and they had already heard so many unknown things one after another.
Su Yourong didn't offer any explanation, she simply rose slowly and walked in front of Song Lianxin.
Facing Su Yourong's gaze, Song Lianxin felt an inexplicable guilt, "What do you want to do?"
Su Yourong didn't speak, she just suddenly raised her hand.
Slap!
A loud slap landed on Song Lianxin's face.
This slap completely stunned Song Lianxin.
Even Shen Jing and Chi Chi hadn't expected Su Yourong to suddenly slap Song Lianxin like that.
They had always thought that Su Yourong was the type of intellectual and gentle lady from a prominent family.
They hadn't expected her temper to be somewhat like Madam Su's!
"Su Yourong!"
Zhao Ying glared at Su Yourong.
Although Su Yourong had slapped Song Lianxin, who in Luochuan Prefecture didn't know about his relationship with Song Lianxin?
She was clearly slapping his face as well!
"I'm right here!"
Su Yourong looked at Zhao Ying indifferently, "Zhao Titled Scholar, if you have something to say, just say it, no need to shout so loudly."
"You…"
Zhao Ying was furious and about to explode, but he was pulled back by Song Lianxin, who had recovered.
Song Lianxin looked at Su Yourong with icy eyes, "Miss Su, I was just speaking the truth, and you're already flying into a rage out of humiliation? What, are you afraid of people knowing that you cursed three men to death?"
Bitch!
From the first time she saw Su Yourong, Song Lianxin disliked her.
Now, she disliked her even more.
If her father wasn't the Grand Tutor, how would Su Yourong dare to be so arrogant in front of her?
Today, she was going to make public the fact that Su Yourong had cursed three men to death!
That way, when Shen Jing died, everyone would believe that Shen Jing was cursed to death by her!
"I did indeed curse three men to death!"
Su Yourong admitted frankly, looking at Song Lianxin with cold eyes, "But you cannot curse my man! Understand?"
