Chapter 118: What to do if you cannot copy poems when holding a poetry reading?
"good!"
"Today the fourth prince, the seventh prince, Zhao Huaiyuan, the young prince of Anguo Palace, Liu Yuan, the young prince of Pingguo Palace, and Su Chi, the young prince of Yue Kingdom!"
"Even Ning Rulai, the young prince of Prince Qin's Mansion, is here!"
A look of surprise appeared on Ning Fan's face: "What kind of day is it today that has surprised so many demons and monsters?"
"Second Master, today is the elegant poetry meeting held by the fourth prince. A few days ago, several talented people from the south of the Yangtze River came to Beijing and stayed at the fourth prince's residence!"
"Later, there was a conflict with some talented people in the capital at Fengxiang Tower, so the fourth prince came forward to hold a literary gathering and invite both sides to fight!"
"oh?"
Ning Fan had a look of amusement on his face, "Since it's a cultural gathering, who are some of the famous scholars who will be in charge?"
Wan Qingyue shook her head slightly: "There are no famous scholars, only a few guests from the fourth prince's residence are here!"
"This is not okay!"
Ning Fan sat up, with a thoughtful look on his face, and whispered to the door: "Evil, in my name, please come to Fengxiang Tower, Mr. Shen!"
"By the way, I would like to call on Lin Qiushi, the Prime Minister of the Left, Chen Qinghe, the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and Xie Xingxian, the Duke of the Ministry of Works, who is also a great scholar, and invite them to come and take charge!"
"yes!"
Dian Wei responded and strode away, while Ning Fan smiled secretly. This cheap fourth brother had set up a stage to sing for him!
Just imagine, if the famous scholars of the dynasty, the talented people in the capital, and the wanderers from the south of the Yangtze River gathered together, and they went up to show their faces and pretend to be... well, wouldn't this be a good opportunity to build up their reputation?
There was a gleam in Ning Fan's eyes: "The Nanman delegation is about to come to Beijing. If we can arrange a poetry meeting, or a couplet or something, it will be another wave of reputation!"
"However, if I use Li Taibai's poems, I will definitely not be able to hide it from Peng Ju. Even if Li Bai enters the world in the future, he will awaken his past life memories!"
"Isn't it just a direct social death?"
Ning Fan's face fell instantly, but then he thought about it, he didn't have to compete with them in poetry!
The couplets in the novels of the past life and some doggerel poems of the later life are also okay, right?
If it doesn't work, I can only beat them all up and become famous in the world, but I don't know if notoriety counts as reputation value!
"Qingyue, let's go and take the second master to the poetry fair!"
"yes!"
Wan Qingyue smiled and nodded, and Qu Hongxiu held Ning Fan's arm from left to right and walked towards the banquet hall on the second floor!
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royal palace.
As soon as Emperor Yu finished handling the memorial, Jian Nan came to visit in a hurry. After a brief greeting, he spoke directly.
"Your Majesty, Chen Qinghe, the Minister of Household Affairs, went to Prince Xuanyong's Mansion today!"
"Chen Qinghe?"
Emperor Yu was startled for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "I told him that he was able to sit on the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue because I personally recommended him!"
“Now it’s not an exaggeration to go and visit in person!”
"How's it going in Huainan?"
Hearing Emperor Yu's question, Jiannan said solemnly: "Your Majesty, we have worked hard during this period and finally drove a few nails into Huainan!"
"Huainan is not at peace now. It seems that the Nanman envoys and Huainan are not having a pleasant quarrel. Moreover, the Huainan envoys harmed several good women some time ago!"
"The King of Huainan actually protected him secretly, but unexpectedly he was stabbed out. The prestige of the Huainan Prince's Palace was greatly damaged!"
"There seems to be someone behind this incident who is secretly fueling the flames. In just a few days, it spread throughout the sixteen states of Huainan!"
"For the past two days, the people from Huainan Dragon Hunting Hall have been secretly tracking down the person behind the scenes, but they haven't found any clues!"
Emperor Yu's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "So, there is no movement in Huainan?"
"Um!"
Jiannan pondered for a while and then said: "In the past few days, Huainan's soldiers and horses moved closer to the north and stationed themselves in the three northern states. However, it seems that they are not going north, but to guard against the armies of the three princes!"
"I don't think he dares to go north!"
A sneer appeared on Emperor Yu's face, and he said softly: "Has there been any movement among the major aristocratic families recently?"
"Your Majesty, a lot of the Chen family's property has been divided up by some aristocratic families in Jiangnan!"
"Moreover, after the fall of the Chen family, many small aristocratic families have grown, so Jiangnan is very stable!"
"oh?"
Emperor Yu's face showed a hint of surprise: "It seems that the second child has been prepared in advance!"
"By the way, Your Majesty, His Highness the Second Highness just sent someone to invite the two prime ministers, Chen Qinghe, the Minister of Household Affairs, to Fengxiang Tower for a banquet!"
"where?"
"Fengxiang Tower!" Jiannan explained what happened in Fengxiang Tower, and Emperor Yu's expression suddenly became wonderful: "This is simply ridiculous!"
"Let the two prime ministers go to that romantic place to host a poetry gathering for several juniors!"
"Nonsense!"
"Someone is coming!"
"exist!"
"Get ready, I'm leaving the palace!"
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Fengxiang Tower!
Dignitaries and dignitaries gathered here, and the talents and beauties took their seats one after another!
Sitting at the top was a young man dressed in fine clothes, with an aristocratic look on his face and an aura of someone who had been in a position of power for a long time!
"Everyone, the king of Japan is hosting a banquet here today. He is inviting celebrities from the capital, talented men and beauties, to gather together to make friends with poems and to entertain themselves with wine!"
"Everyone, just show your talents and let's see who is better, the talent from the capital, or the celebrities from the south of the Yangtze River!"
"Hmph, a bunch of short-sighted people, could they have traveled all the way here just to lose face?"
"Hahaha, I've always heard that the talented people in Beijing are knowledgeable, but after meeting them for the past few days, I'm really disappointed!"
The celebrities in Beijing and the talented people in Jiangnan sat opposite each other, and the fourth prince Ning Shu sat at the top, with a playful look on his face!
"His Royal Highness Prince Xuan Yong has arrived!"
A loud shout resounded throughout the banquet hall, and a tall and handsome young man came in with big strides, with two stunning women holding his arms beside him!
"Prince Xuan... Prince Xuan Yong?"
"It's the legendary one..."
When the talented people heard this, they were all shocked and stood up quickly, their eyes all focused on Ning Fan.
"This... I haven't seen you for more than a month, how come the Second Master seems to have changed like a different person?"
"He seems to be much stronger and his face is a little whiter!"
"The one on his left is... Miss Qingyue!"
"Hiss, Miss Qingyue didn't even give the Fourth Prince face, but she was unexpectedly invited out by the Second Prince!"
"Look, the one on the right seems to be Qu Hongxiu of Hongxiu Zhao?"
"It really is..."
For a moment, all the talented men and beautiful women were shocked, and a deep envy appeared on their faces!
"It's worthy of being the Second Master, he is simply flying freely among the flowers!"
"Only the Second Master can gather two of the four beauties in Beijing!"
Some familiar customers who have been hanging out in the red-light district for many years looked at Ning Fan's pomp and couldn't help but show some admiration!
"Meet His Royal Highness King Xuanyong!"
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