Chen Hong continued to introduce to him: "When the poetry meeting begins."

"The floating plate with the wine glass will slowly float down from above along the flowing water. Whenever you reach a door or a futon seat in the path, the corresponding person will write poems."

"After writing a poem, the fairy girl makes the judgment. If it is not good, drink and pass."

"I heard that many literati and poets in Wangjing gathered together this time, either for individuals or for disciples, with the purpose of winning the love of the fairy girl."

"Listen to the prince." Yang Shun asked without hesitation, "This Qushui Liushang Poetry Conference should have been held many times."

"Didn't you ever be able to pass the poem judged by this courtesan?"

“Not.”

Chen Hong shook his head, "Sir, don't know that this poetry meeting has indeed been held many times, and each time it is also a frequent masterpiece, but these masterpieces do not meet the standard of being able to enter the boudoir of a fairy girl."

"Oh, I understand."

Yang Shun knew, "It seems that this Xian'er girl has a very high standard."

"Yes."

Chen Hong nodded, "I even circulated in the capital city. If Miss Xian'er had not been guilty and entered the Jiaofangsi, if she was innocent, she would have one of the three imperial examinations."

Yang Shun exclaimed, "Then this review is really high."

"That's right, Miss Xian'er comes from a famous family. If she hadn't been implicated for her crimes of a clique, how could she have ended up in such a land?"

"sharp."

Yang Shun was secretly awe-inspiring.

It seems that it is not as simple as I imagined to deal with this courtesan.

I just don’t know what form the poem will be in in a while.

Thinking of this, Yang Shun couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Your Highness, do you know Li Bai, Du Fu, and Bai Juyi?"

"Li Bai, Du Fu, who is Bai Juyi?"

Chen Hong was stunned by his nonsensical question.

"Don't know?"

“Don’t know.”

"It's right if you don't know each other."

"Then do you know Su Shi, Xin Qiji, and Liu Zongyuan?"

"I don't know you, Mr. Yang, what are you talking about?"

Chen Hong looked at Yang Shun in confusion, wondering why he started talking nonsense.

"Very good."

Yang Shun slapped her fiercely.

I thought to myself, King Kang, who has received royal education, should be very educated?

Although he is a celebrity now, at least such a well-known writer should know him?

Since he doesn't know him, then he's relieved.

"What's so good?"

Chen Hong was completely confused.

This guest not only began to talk nonsense and ask about strangers' names, but also danced with joy.

What's going on?

Madness of losing your heart?

Chen Hong looked at Yang Shun vigilantly, but fortunately, he was a normal person no matter how he looked.

"It's okay, I'm just asking."

Yang Shun waved his hand.

“Oh~”

Chen Hong nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any more questions.

At this time, the Jiaofangsi's display cabinet knocked on the door and walked in.

This time, he held a list in his hand.

"Report to His Highness Kang, this is the information you want from the guests at this meeting, as well as the identities of the major literary talents."

"Okay, I'm lucky, the shopkeeper, let it be here."

"What did the prince say? It's a honor for the villain to do things for you."

The shopkeeper kowtowed several times in a flattering and smirked manner, and withdrew respectfully.

Chen Hong picked up the list and looked at it, frowned.

"Good guys, they're all big deals."

"Entertainment Jinshi, head of Wenchang Academy, Jiangnan Poetry Association Poetry Talent..."

"Oh, this Du Yunle actually attracted the poetic talent from the Hanlin Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club!"

He muttered silently.

I immediately looked at Yang Shun worriedly, "Sir, I have no confidence at all."

"Haha, the prince doesn't need to worry. No one can catch the eyes of the courtesan for so many years. What's the special thing about this time?"

"As long as Miss Xian'er is there, the fate between the prince and her will continue."

"Oh~"

After hearing his words, Chen Hong shook his head disappointed, "It seems that the sir is not sure."

"Well, let it go."

Speaking of this, he simply picked up the teacup and raised his neck.

What a good guy, this is his attitude, he is drinking a sip of tea?

Haha, interesting, this dignified prince is actually a love species.

Yang Shun wanted to laugh in his heart, he just deliberately poured cold water on his face.

To avoid this little prince's opinion, victory came too easily.

He has to feel a knot in his heart, and only by winning can he highlight his value.

Besides, when I heard the name Du Yunle.

The significance of this Qushui Liushang Poetry Festival to Yang Shun is far from being as simple as helping others pick up girls.

This is a bare hatred situation!

No matter what kind of poetry you are, if you dare to help Du Yunle, you will trample on you to death.

At this time, a melodious and melodious sound of the guzheng suddenly came from the cliff gate.

When King Kang heard the sound, he quickly sat at the door and looked out.

On the floating lotus platform.

A fairy-like woman, wearing a golden butterfly, a flower cloud satin skirt, satin behind the guzheng.

The smoke behind the lotus platform slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The shiny white swan neck and the beautiful side face that makes people dizzy.

The pupils of the spectators on the cliff wall suddenly shrank violently.

Even Yang Shun couldn't help swallowing.

I have seen boasting about the courtesan in novels before.

Unexpectedly, I saw the real person in this immersive way.

His only feeling was that the bragging words in the novel were too pale.

This courtesan is simply gorgeous and unparalleled.

Like the Nine Heavens Xuan Woman who descended to earth, sitting there, as if her body was covered with divine light shining on the world.

No wonder old fried dough sticks like King Kang who lingers in the flowers are fascinated by it.

Why.

Yang Shun shook his head.

This woman should be able to kill most of the men in the world.

But he can't be killed.

He was amazed at his outstanding temperament, but he was just amazed and would not be fascinated by it.
To be continued...