On Wu Liang's side, everyone in the palace was in danger.

Since the harem was stolen, the palace guards have undergone some changes. Wu Liang noticed that there have been many new faces these days and fewer old faces.

The emperor was furious and buried a million corpses. Although this time it was not so exaggerated, many people were still implicated and lost their lives for no reason!

I won't kill Boren, Boren died because of me.

This is the cruelty of feudal society. The fate of the lower class is like grass to the upper class. You can change it with a batch by just talking.

Wu Liang did not feel sad about spring and autumn, and continued to do his job as the commander of the Imperial Guard, patrolling, eating, and catching assassins.

Today, there was no eye-opening assassin who came to him as a target, so he became a little bored.

The next morning, Royal Villa.

Ye Ling'er, dressed in red, came to visit her good sister Lin Wan'er, and when she met, she told some rumors she heard on the way.

"Why is Fan Xian really a good thing? I heard that he copied "The Red Mansion" and deceived the world and stole the reputation. I will accompany you to find him tomorrow so that he can get out of trouble."

Ye Ling'er and Lin Wan'er have a very good relationship. Although they dare not resist the order, it would be a solution if Fan Xian took the initiative to break off the engagement.

"He copied the popular "Red House" recently?"

Lin Wan'er was a little surprised when she heard this. She also read "The Red Mansion" and liked it very much, especially Lin Daiyu in the book.

Two bent eyebrows seem to be frowning but not frowning, and one pair of eyes seem to be happy but not happy and affectionate.

The state of mind brings sorrow to both faces, and the contempt of the whole body is sick.

Tears were lit and gasping for a slight breath.

The leisure is like a beautiful flower shining on the water, and the action is like a weak willow to support the wind.

If the heart is more than the stem, it will be better than the disease of Xizi.

Lin Daiyu's description made Lin Wan'er, who was also weak and sick, feel very immersive.

Now when you hear Fan Xian plagiarize "The Red Mansion", and in Qing Temple before, Yan Xiaoyi once said that Fan Xian was hiding his dreams and had not met yet, his impression of him was greatly reduced.

"You don't know yet. Now this matter has spread throughout Kyoto. Speaking of which, thanks to Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites, otherwise this villain who deceived the world and stole the reputation will succeed."

Ye Ling'er said seriously, as if she had seen it with her own eyes. She paused and then said, "I heard that Prince Jing held a poetry meeting today and invited Fan Xian. We also went there to explain the matter clearly, cut off his thoughts, and asked him to ask the emperor to break the engagement."

Lin Wan'er nodded when she heard this. She really didn't like this kind of marriage gift. She was looking for someone she liked.

.........

Prince Jing’s Mansion.

The poetry meeting held by the Prince of Prince Jing’s Mansion is the only proof of talented people in the world, regardless of their background.

Countless officials flocked to him, especially this time, because of Fan Xian's intervention, the second prince increased his efforts, so many people came. It can be said that today's poetry meeting is a rare literary event.

At least these "famous scholars" who came here think so.

At the third hour of Si, many people gathered at the poetry meeting, including men and women, either young talents or ladies from a wealthy family.

These people gathered together in groups of three or three, men recited poems and essays, talking about the past and present, while women talked about secret affairs in the boudoir and laughed.

During this period, the maids of Prince Jing's mansion kept shuttled and presented fine wine and snacks for everyone to taste.

He Zongwei and Guo Baokun were among them.

"Why haven't Fan Xian come yet? You're not afraid?"

Guo Baokun is the prince. Although Prince Jing is the prince Xiaoyao, the prince Li Hongcheng is quite close to the second prince.

Now that he has arrived at Prince Jing's Mansion, Guo Baokun feels guilty and dares not take a bite of it in front of him.

He Zongwei is a poor family and does not know the tricks. He is a wine and meat that passes through his intestines and begins to compliment Guo Baokun around him.

"Yesterday, Brother Guo exposed Fan Xian's plagiarism of "The Red Mansion". Fan Xian was already a rat crossing the street, so it was reasonable that he did not dare to come. If Brother Guo had not spoken out for his righteousness, we would have been kept in the dark by this book, and we would have admired him."

"Where are all reading the books of sages, we naturally have to understand right and wrong. How can we let such despicable and shameless people succeed?"

Guo Baokun looked down on Fan Xian not only because Fan Xian was the target of the prince who wanted to get rid of him.

Because of Fan Xian's identity as an illegitimate son and the plagiarism, he even disregarded Fan Xian's attention.

After a while, Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo came late and entered with Prince Jing.

"Who is this person? He actually asked the prince to introduce him in person."

"He is Fan Xian."

"What, he is Fan Xian. I didn't expect to come really dare to come. He is so thick-skinned!"

"As an illegitimate child, she grew up in Danzhou, so what's the face to say?"

"Oh, it's so declining!"

...

As soon as Fan Xian arrived, he heard sarcastic gossip.

After being a human being for two lifetimes, Fan Xian was not surprised by his favor and disgrace, and he was all in front of him.

Fan Ruoru came to the woman and sat down. Fan Xian walked casually. In the seemingly scattered seat, he found a remote place that suited his temperament and sat down.

There are no white people around, and conversations must be cited. Unfortunately, the Qing Dynasty has not had a long history, and literature has always been muttering that the poems written by famous scholars and talents around him, as Fan Xian listened to, are just so boring.

Fan Xian looked around and saw Guo Baokun, He Zongwei and his group sitting in the most comfortable position by the lake.

"Young Master Guo is here too, it's such a coincidence."

Fan Xian looked at them with a smile and nodded, as if he was greeting an old friend.

"He can actually laugh!"

He Zongwei looked at Fan Xian and smiled at him. He didn't know how, and felt a chill.

Guo Baokun rolled his eyes, looked at Fan Xian, and said loudly: "I never thought that Young Master Fan is here too. Today's poetry meeting, talented men and beautiful women gather here. Why not come to a poem to cheer up? How dare Mr. Fan accept the challenge?"

With the prince's party being determined, the incident of Fan Xian plagiarizing the "Red Building" yesterday is almost known to everyone in Kyoto.

These "talented men and beautiful women" naturally heard about them. Their eyes were mostly disdainful, ridiculed, contempt, and many complex emotions.

Fan Xian's expression remained unchanged, and he still smiled slightly: "How do you want to compare?"

Seeing that Fan Xian cooperated so well, Guo Baokun looked slightly happy and hurried to the center of the pavilion.

Guo Baokun walked ten steps and came to the prince Li Hongcheng: "Your Highness, this time, the prince, is the limit of ten steps to write the poem, and then recite it loudly to let everyone calm down the winner, can it?"

"It's interesting to have ten steps into poetry, so let's start."

Li Hongcheng is the second prince and he has the intention of testing Fan Xian, so he did not stop him, but instead contributed to the fire.

Fan Xian looked at Guo Baokun meaningfully: "No need to be so troublesome. No matter how many poems you and He Zongwei write, I will only write one. If you can surpass this one, you will win."

"Arrogant."

Guo Baokun pointed at Fan Xian. He didn't understand where Fan Xian's confidence was?

Fan Xian kept paying attention to Guo Baokun, feeling that this guy's IQ could never be a time traveler, or a chess piece launched by the other party.

He said casually: "Please, please, please."

Guo Baokun and He Zongwei were prepared for today's poetry meeting.

After bowing to Li Hongcheng, Guo Baokun took a few steps: "I'm welcome."

Then I picked up a pen on the table and wrote a poem I had prepared long ago.

...........

In another pavilion, Li Hongcheng had sent a maid to pass the news about it to the girls' families.

Princess Chen Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er were sitting in an independent pavilion arranged by Li Hongcheng. When they heard that Guo Baokun and Fan Xian were going to fight for poetry, Ye Ling'er curled her lips: "What's the point of fighting poetry? It's better to have a look at the fight."

"You, you know how to play and play all day long, be careful not to get married." Lin Wan'er chuckled. This was the first time she saw such a lively poetry meeting, and she felt quite novel and interesting.

Ye Ling'er said for granted: "It's just like this to our Ye family. If I can't get married, it only means that others have no vision."

After chatting for a few words, Ye Ling'er asked, "I'll see Fan Xian later. Have you figured out how to tell him?"

"I've thought about it, I won't marry him." Lin Wan'er was very serious and her tone was decisive.
Chapter completed!