Chapter 87 - 70 Assassination Attempt_2
"Stop, stop, stop!"
"Alas, what a pity."
Some guests with the same purpose couldn’t help but shout, some even used their sleeves to fan the air, attempting to make the wine cup stay in front of them.
Xu Qing saw Wu Zhiyuan’s expectant and nervous look and secretly chuckled in his heart.
When the tray holding the wine cups came close, he made a slight movement with his hand hidden in his sleeve, creating an imperceptible ripple, like a gentle breeze, stopping the floating wine cup in front of the Wu brothers.
Instantly, Wu Zhiyuan’s handsome face turned red, feeling his whole body filled with boiling blood.
"Haha, I’ve won!"
He suddenly stood up, then eagerly bent down, carefully holding the wine cup with both hands. His joy was even stronger than when he had topped the provincial examination.
Surrounding scholars and literati who were envious laughed and cursed, "We have always heard that Wu Zhiyuan’s poetic talent is outstanding. If so, why doesn’t the great scholar Wu improvise a poem? Instead, he picks up the wine cup, doing what an ignorant brute would do."
Wu Zhiyuan ignored them, instead feeling joyous and said happily, "I think you all envy the rich. Today, I will act like a brute and drink this cup to the bottom!"