Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 545 is written down as evidence, do you have any objections?

He glanced at Bai Wanwan and sneered:

"Dean Shen is already in his early twenties, and he's my father's nephew, a legitimate son of an aristocratic family.

He won the third place in the imperial examination at the age of eighteen, and is proficient in poetry and songs. Even the emperor praised his writing as more brilliant than those old scholars in the Hanlin Academy.

Shen Tao patted Bai Wanwan's shoulder heavily and said, "Put away your infatuated look. Dean Gu's calligraphy is priceless. It's a great blessing for you to have him write the contract!"

Bai Wanwan sighed, no wonder she was staring at her like that.

This is too much like that Wang Moubo. Dean Shen tapped the table with his folding fan and said in a clear voice, "How would you two like to draft the contract? I will write it immediately."

The way he spread out the rice paper with his eyes lowered, and the black jade bracelet on his wrist made a clear sound, was very much like the elegant posture of the character in the play when playing the piano.

Bai Wanwan calmed down and said:

"If it's horse racing, the loser has to hand over the prize and publicly admit his inferiority.

Everyone present here is a witness, and you are not allowed to regret it later."

The crowd exploded in an instant. Some people were shaking with laughter, while others were whispering to each other, saying, "This bet is quite high."

Su Niantang blushed and slammed the table, "Alright! If you lose, how about being my personal maid for three days?"

Bai Wanwan looked at her and said, "Are you like that too? If you lose, how about being my personal maid for three days?"

Dean Shen twirled his pen slightly, writing down the terms in regular script. At the end, he looked up and chuckled, "This is my evidence. Do you have any objections?"

The smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows almost made Bai Wanwan lose her mind again.

Shen Tao pushed her away and said, "You're really capable. What's so good about this? She's already engaged..."

Bai Wanwan snorted coldly and said:

"He gets his engagement, and I watch mine. What's wrong with that? If I'm pretty, shouldn't I let people see me?

But Shen Tao, you are also quite good-looking, and I think you look a bit like him. When you grow up, you might even be more handsome than him."

When Shen Tao heard this, he immediately smiled and said:

"You have good taste. I'm naturally good-looking. My father is quite handsome, and my mother is not bad looking either, right?

How could I not be good-looking? Oh my! How come you have such good taste?

Bai Wanwan's mouth twitched as she said, "So it's a narcissistic personality. Okay, okay, I finally understand."

Dean Gu looked at Bai Wanwan with a smile and said, "So you are the new study partner. Come and see if this contract is written properly?"

He pushed the rice paper towards Bai Wanwan, and the small calligraphy written on it with the ink still wet was neat and beautiful.

Bai Wanwan took a closer look and her eyes lit up: "Great handwriting! Dean's handwriting is so pleasing to the eye, the strokes are powerful and beautiful!"

Dean Shen's mouth corners rose slightly, and Bai Wanwan muttered in her heart, this guy's appearance is really too unfair.

Dean Shen chuckled:

"It is said that children raised by Mr. Bai will have character, and today I see that it is indeed true.

Your handwriting is powerful yet not stiff, and the turns are clever and powerful. It's obvious that you've practiced it since childhood with a solid foundation."

Bai Wanwan raised her head and asked, "Do you know my grandfather?"

Dean Shen put down his wolf-hair brush and gently stroked the pen with his bony fingers:

"Twenty years ago, when I was studying at Bailu Academy, I had the honor of learning calligraphy from Mr. Bai.

The old gentleman pays the most attention to the principle of being soft on the outside and strong on the inside when writing. The horizontal strokes that look round actually contain tremendous power.

The return stroke at the end of the vertical hook and the slightly upward arc of the downward stroke are exactly the same as what the old master taught me back then."

He suddenly raised his eyes and said:

"It's just that you have a little more girlish grace than the old gentleman, and you can soften the harsh style of writing.

Now, you can start your bet."

Su Niantang, who was waiting beside him, was getting a little impatient: "Bai Wanwan, are you afraid?"

Bai Wanwan said with a "puff" sound, "Miss Su, are you impatient? Okay, then I'll grant you your wish."

Lin Zao Zao looked at Bai Wan Wan and said:

"Sister, don't be so overbearing all the time. Sister Su is just reminding you out of kindness.

But if you lose this jade pendant to us first, you will be in big trouble!

This jade pendant was given to the prince by the Empress Dowager."

Shen Tao glanced at Lin Zaozao, a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his lips, and his eyes were full of impatience.

He crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and looked arrogant:

"What the hell is it to you? The things that the Queen Mother gave to me, could she also give to you?

Once something is in my hands, it is mine. I can give it to whomever I want and do whatever I want with it. What's it to you?

Who do you think you are? "

He sneered, his tone becoming more contemptuous: "She's just a goddaughter, not someone's biological daughter. Do you really think you have the qualifications to meddle in this prince's affairs?"

Shen Tao's eyes were like knives as he swept towards Su Niantang beside him, raised his eyebrows and said provocatively: "Su Niantang, tell me, do you dare to meddle in the affairs of this prince?"

Su Niantang quickly shook her head, her heart pounding. Everyone knew that Shen Tao was a notorious troublemaker, and even the empress dowager would have a headache when she saw him.

Shen Tao snorted coldly: "Mind your own business and keep an eye on your godsister! I'm so annoying, let's start the game!"

Su Niantang turned around and stared at Bai Wanwan, deliberately making things difficult for her: "Don't let anyone help you get on the horse, according to the rules you have to get on by yourself!"

Bai Wanwan rolled her eyes: "I don't want you to talk too much!"

After saying that, he walked straight to her Cheese. No one expected that Cheese suddenly raised his front hoof, gently lifted it, and pushed Bai Wanwan steadily onto the horse's back!

As soon as Bai Wanwan sat down, the horse wagged its tail and snorted, as if asking for credit.

Everyone around was stunned and started chattering: "This horse is amazing! It can actually understand what its owner means?"

"That's right, it's like it understands human nature. I've never seen such a smart horse!"

Everyone was talking at once, their eyes fixed on the cheese, their faces filled with amazement.

The equestrian coach blew a long whistle, "Everyone, take your positions at the starting line!"

Before he finished speaking, Cheese had already taken small steps and stood calmly at the starting line, his front hooves gently paddling the ground, and the silver bells around his neck made tiny sounds with his movements.

The equestrian coach blew a whistle and the two horses rushed out.

Seeing this, Su Niantang rolled his eyes exaggeratedly and slammed the whip on the horse's buttocks: "It's just a beast with spiritual power!"

Her horse neighed, raised its hooves and rushed out, raising a cloud of dust.

Bai Wanwan sat steadily on the golden saddle, her fingertips casually twirling the reins.

Su Niantang's arrogant laughter could be heard from afar: "Climb slowly! This horse farm has enough dust for you to eat!"

Bai Wanwan said slowly, "Cheese, you're not angry, are you? She told me to crawl slowly..."

The exclamations in the stands gradually turned into whispers, and Cheese stomped along, occasionally letting out a heavy breath through his nostrils.

Bai Wanwan lowered her eyes and gently stroked the reins, letting the dust raised by Su Niantang's chestnut horse hit her face.