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Ren Ling surprisingly awarded Hu Rengui a perfect score with bonus points!
The crowd erupted in astonishment!
This was the first time Ren Ling had given out a perfect score with bonus points during this year's Song Gathering!
Usually, when Ren Ling gives bonus points, they are rarely above one or two points, often just a few.
But this time, they gave Hu Rengui a perfect score!
This was unbelievable!
"Wow! Hu the Young Master is amazing! Hu the Young Master is the best!"
The servants of the Hu Family felt like they were on a rocket, soaring from low spirits to immense pride! They cheered wildly for Hu Rengui.
Other young masters scoffed and refused to applaud or congratulate Hu Rengui, as they did not agree with the score given by Ren Ling at all.
What was Hu Rengui singing? How did he receive a perfect score with bonus points? He must have been incredibly lucky tonight!
"Third Sister! You are so graceful and understanding of my feelings! It's just a pity that this song was disturbed by that awful cook, and I couldn't perform at my best. Next time I sing, I will definitely present you with a more sincere and spectacular performance!"
Hu Rengui was overjoyed and didn't even think about the fact that even though Ren Ling had given him bonus points, his song still only received a total score of 5, resulting in a deduction of 8 grams of gold.
Cai'er quickly recorded Hu Rengui's new score in the ledger.
Including the 8 grams of gold, tonight Hu Rengui already owed the War Strategist Office gold.
To avoid dampening the spirits of the other young masters too much, they decided not to publicly post the scores after singing; only Cai'er noted them down in her book.
Ren Ling is sharp-minded; she knows exactly how much each Young Master owes the War Strategist Office.
Among the servants accompanying the Young Masters, there are those specifically tasked with keeping score.
When the losses reach a certain amount, they remind their masters to stop singing to avoid losing everything, even their undergarments.
Ren Ling usually does not let such situations arise. In her eyes, these Young Masters are fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and she does not want to kill them off in one go.
She prefers to fatten them up slowly, allowing them to enjoy the process of being slaughtered; this is her art of manipulation.
“Hu the Young Master, compared to your already written pieces, I actually appreciate your impromptu performances more. Take a break; you’ll need to continue singing for us shortly,” Ren Ling deliberately teased Hu Rengui, clearly not done with this easy target.
“Alright! Later, I’ll show you my real skills and let you half-baked guitarists see what a true guitar master looks like!”
Hu Rengui confidently walked back to the innermost armchair. After sitting down, he caught sight of Chen Zao’s face, which he found repulsive.
Annoyed, he said, “Third Sister, get that chef out of here! What is he doing messing around with a chamber pot in the dining hall? Is he preparing our food? It’s clearly just disgusting! I don’t want to see him again; it’s too revolting!”
“Hu the Young Master, stop targeting Chef Chen! It was my fault for accidentally knocking over the silver pot; it wasn’t Chef Chen’s doing! Really, it wasn’t him! His culinary skills are top-notch. If you miss the chance to taste his food today, I can assure you that once he makes a name for himself in Tangling, you will regret it!”
Hu Rengui shrugged, completely dismissing Ren Xiao’s warning.
The other Young Masters also found Ren Xiao's words unconvincing.
Someone like Chen Zao, who looked so dirty and unkempt, hardly resembled a chef at all.
It was hard to believe where Ren Xiao had found this Black Giant who treated a chamber pot like a treasure.
Ren Ling never liked gourmet food, so she certainly wouldn't take Ren Xiao's words seriously.
"Seventh, since you admitted that you interrupted Hu the Young Master's performance, according to the rules of Song Gathering, you will have to bear half of the gold deducted from Hu the Young Master for this song." Ren Ling opened a fine for Ren Xiao.
Ren Xiao's skin tightened in shock. "Is there such a rule?"
"Of course there is, but it is rarely enforced. Today, you and the chef you brought are simply too unruly. You disturbed Hu the Young Master and stubbornly refused to admit your mistake, so I must penalize you!"
Seeing Ren Ling stand up for him and act so decisively, Hu Rengui felt relieved. His animosity towards Chen Zao was not as strong anymore.
Ren Ling was also playing the role of a mediator while genuinely wanting to punish Ren Xiao for disturbing her peace of mind.
"Cai'er, how much gold should be deducted for Hu the Young Master's song?"
"Eight grams of gold."
"Alright. Seventh, remember that you owe me four grams of gold from the War Strategist Office. If you don't have enough gold today, make sure to come back and pay me later."
Ren Xiao was on the verge of tears, feeling distressed as he touched his leather pouch. He asked pitifully, "Third Sister, I only have a gram of gold. Can you let me pay less?"
"I'm sorry, but I never allow anyone to default on their debts here. You made a mistake; you must bear the consequences yourself."
Ren Ling's words were quite ruthless, but in her heart, she didn't intend to hold it against Ren Xiao, who was almost the poorest child in their family.
She said this for the sake of the other young masters, to prevent them from shirking their responsibilities.
As for Ren Xiao's debt, it didn't matter; if he had money, he could pay her; if he didn't, she wouldn't force him to ask for it.
The surrounding servants and maids saw Ren Xiao on the verge of tears due to Ren Ling's pressure, and they all chimed in, saying that Ren Xiao deserved it! After all, who told her to bring an unnecessary chef to disrupt the Song Gathering? Punishing her with four grams of gold was already too lenient!
If only Third Sister hadn't given Hu Rengui such high extra points earlier, they could have fined this foolish Seventh Sister even more.
"Enough! I don't want to see you anymore tonight, nor do I want to eat any of the best dishes. Take your chef friend and leave!" Ren Ling issued an eviction order to Ren Xiao.
Seeing Ren Ling so angry, it was clear that there would be no gourmet food for her. Ren Xiao felt utterly guilty; this was all her fault! How could she have been so foolish? Why did she have to knock over that Chamber Pot?
She had no money on hand, only a few grams of gold to help Chef Chen collect antiques. Now, not only had she failed to collect any antiques, but she also owed one gram of gold. Tonight at the Divine Bow Corps was a complete disaster!
Under the cold mockery of everyone, Ren Xiao sniffled, trying hard not to cry.
Slowly standing up, she pitifully took out three one-gram gold coins from her leather pouch, intending to hand them over to the money manager Cai'er to slightly alleviate the anger she had caused Ren Ling.
"Wait!"
Chen Zao suddenly exploded.
She pulled Ren Ling back forcefully.
Standing behind her like a mountain, she shielded Ren Xiao from all the cold stares and ridicule.
She confronted Ren Ling directly: "Why should we pay four grams of gold? Who made up this ridiculous rule? It makes no sense at all!"
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