A sudden cold shout instantly suppressed the noise of Penglai Inn. A young man with a spirit and extraordinary spirit came out with a fan of jade bones and white paper. Behind him was a cold face, looking like he could only attack a dozen young guards.

"Who is the one who makes a big fuss about this? He wants to set the position of the priest of the Magpie Bridge Poetry Club in advance?" The handsome young man asked again with a faint smile on his face.

Others were still in the dark, Han Sanniang and Fan Baotong's expression changed when they saw this person. Fan Baotong hesitated for a moment and was about to come forward to greet him. He was stopped by the boy holding the fan waved his hand. Han Sanniang only said the three words "Men's Girl Worship" and was interrupted by the boy holding the fan's slight shake of his head.

Jiang Zhong was looking at Fan Baotong at that time, so he saw all the changes in his expression when he saw the person coming. He looked at the boy holding the fan, and his thoughts turned around and guessed the general identity of the boy holding the fan - either a royal relative or a nobleman. Anyone who is away from this range cannot let Master Hulu have the kind of despairing expression of "Your father is so powerful, please tell me first."

Jiang Zhong hugged his fists and said, "I'm just saying shamelessly. I was originally making a bet with Young Master Fan, but I didn't expect to disturb Young Master Yaxing. I feel sorry."

The boy holding the fan shook his hand, closed the fan with a "brush", and said, "Since you dare to say this in public, I think you have some real talent."

Jiang Zhongxin said: "It's really a wave that has not yet subsided and has risen again." He shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

The boy holding the fan said, "I don't have any difficulties with you. I will give you a common topic, allowing you to take seven steps, and write a poem based on the topic of any thing in the house."

"Seven steps into poetry!" someone whispered.

Jiang Zhong simply said, "Young Master is joking, but I can't do it."

The young man holding the fan looked dark and said, "Just, don't you think I'm joking?" As he said that, his eyes stared at Jiang Zhong coldly, just like the winter ice cone, full of coldness, and the atmosphere in the store was condensed.

However, this kind of behavior really cannot scare Jiang Zhong. After all, when he was in the King of Jiang, even the strongest prince in the most powerful country in the mainland was common. How could he be scared by the nobles of a small country?

Jiang Zhong still made a nervous statement and said, "Young Master, why bother to make things difficult?"

The boy holding the fan gave Han Sanniang a look, and Han Sanniang nodded slightly and apologized: "Dear guests, if you have something to do in the store today, you have to close the door in advance. Please give me some convenience. Sanniang thanks here. In addition, all the customers who have already eaten in the store today are exempted from 10% of the money to express their apology."

Han Sanniang runs a friend's inn and has always been kind to others and pays attention to the way of making money with kindness. Behind it is a mysterious and terrible swordsman guard. Therefore, whether it is acquaintances or new customers, they all give some face. At this time, when Sanniang gave an order to expel the guest, she was curious about the result of the two young people's competition, but she turned around and moved out of the inn one after another.

After all the unrelated guests went out, Han Sanniang waved her hand and asked the waiter to close the store, then saluted to the boy holding a fan and said, "Minister Han Sanniang pays homage to the prince."

Fan Baotong also bowed reluctantly and said, "Fan Baotong of Fan's Mansion pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."

The boy holding the fan is Liang Chengen, the son of Prince Liang Guozhong.

Liang Chengen ignored Fan Han and the others, turned to look at Jiang Zhong, and Jiang Zhong bowed and said, "I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince in the Caomin Chenren."

Liang Chengen opened the fan again, shook it gently, and said, "Everyone is free from courtesy."

Han Sanniang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I don't know that the prince's grandfather is here, and Sanniang is guilty of being welcomed..."

Liang Chengen shook his head, still looking at Jiang Zhong, and said, "You are willing to write poetry now?"

Jiang Zhongwei said: "I have no spare energy to write poems today, and I am not intentionally offending you. I beg your highness to forgive you."

Han Sanniang smoothed out and said, "Your Highness, Young Master Chen is just coming to the capital today. He has been exhausted all the way and has been talking to the old man in Fan's mansion for a long time. I think I really have no energy to write poems. If I force it, the poems will not be beautiful, but will make your prince abrupt. Why not be the next day?"

Han Sanniang accidentally moved out Mr. Fan and seemed to have attracted Liang Chengen's attention and asked: "Have you met Mr. Fan?"

Jiang Zhong replied, "Yes".

Liang Chengen pondered for a moment and said, "Since you don't have such a hurry, why do you speak wildly? Don't you know that this year's Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference is different from previous years?"

"Your Highness, don't blame me, I don't know how this year's Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference is different from previous years. I would like to ask you to know." Jiang Zhong tried to change the topic without leaving any trace.

Liang Chengen walked lightly to the stool and sat down. Han Sanniang waved her hand and asked her to ask her to have a tea. Liang Chengen said, "In a few days, the prince of Chen will come to our country of Liang to propose marriage. If not unexpectedly, he will lead a group of talented men to attend the Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference to compete with our country of Liang." As he said that, he turned his head to look at Jiang Zhong and pointed it with the fan in his hand: "So, if you want to be a poet, you must not only overwhelm the talented men of the entire country of Liang, but also compare Chen."

Jiang Zhong said ashamedly: "The grass-roots really don't know."

Liang Chengen shook his head and smiled, "The above is not the most important thing. If you want to win the Magpie Bridge Poetry Festival, you have to beat Chen Zhaixing, the Crown Prince of Chen."

Fan Baotong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "It is said that the prince of Chen has not yet awakened his courage."

Liang Chengen said: "Young Master Fan Er doesn't know that Prince Chen is very talented and has long been secretly brave. He just waits for the right time to release his light and can make a splash like Prince Jiang Guoyutang."

Han Sanniang said: "Isn't the most appropriate time to do so?

"It may also be the Chinese New Year next month." Liang Chengen smiled in an unknown meaning and said, "Now the entire continent is waiting for the prince to break through, which is really a move that will touch the whole body."

His prince said something, and Han Sanniang nodded without saying a word.

A moment of silence.

Liang Chengen slowly stood up, looked at Jiang Zhong first, then looked at Fan Baotong, and smiled slightly, saying, "So Young Master Fan, if your Fan Mansion wants to make a name for himself at the Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference and make contributions to me, you must be more prepared." After saying that, he turned around and walked away. As soon as he walked to the door, he turned around and said, "I just seemed to hear what bet you are making, I wonder if I can count this prince?"

Jiang Zhong smiled bitterly and refused to answer. Fan Baotong was about to answer the conversation, but Liang Chengen interrupted: "Forget it, no matter what you bet, this year's Chinese Valentine's Day, as long as someone in the Fan Mansion can dominate the poetry meeting, I will respectfully call him 'Mr.' and present the folding fan in my hand."

"One word is determined." Fan Bao Channel.

Liang Chengen couldn't help but smile and said, "A word is certain." He turned around and left.

After Liang Chengen left, Fan Baotong snorted coldly and said to Jiang Zhong: "If you can really defeat that Prince Chen, I would like to worship you as your lifelong teacher."

Jiang Zhongjian distinguished his appearance and felt something. He nodded and said, "Leave it to me." Then he said to Han Sanniang, "Shopkeeper Han, I've caused you trouble."

Han Sanniang shook her head and said, "It has nothing to do with you. Prince Zhong's mansion and Fan's mansion have always been incompatible, but they can't hide."
Chapter completed!