Prince Jing’s Mansion, the man’s side.

Guo Baokun stopped writing and picked up the paper and said.

"The clouds and the towers are dewed heavily, and the jade boats outline the brocade wind.

The smoke rises and the sky covers the curtain, and a little thought reflects the residual lights.”

"Good poem."

"What a poem!"

The people around were full of praise, but as for how many people were sincere, it is unknown.

Fan Xian felt it was a mess and thought to himself: "Is this guy really a coincidence that he got "The Red Mansion"?"

But he said, "Don't flatter you guys."

"you……"

When Guo Baokun heard Fan Xian defame his poems as worthless, he was furious and wanted to say, "You can do it, you can go."

He Zongwei hurriedly came up to make a comeback: "Young Master Guo's poem is certainly flawed, but Young Master Fan must listen to it with care. He wrote a poem, although it is simple, but it also carries the thoughts in his heart."

"If you miss you, just read it, no one will stop you."

Fan Xian was not interested in He Zongwei, and was considering how to fish out time travelers who might be hiding in the dark.

He Zongwei was angry, but in order to keep his demeanor, he still bowed to Li Hongcheng and said, "Showing ugly things."

Then he walked to the center and recited: "Looking east at the clouds and shores, white clothes treading on the frost and cold. Don't say that you are alone and far away, and you will see the green mountains."

He Zongwei is still good at becoming a famous scholar in Kyoto. Compared with Guo Baokun, this poem is obviously several levels higher.

Fan Xian nodded slightly: "I was quite arrogant when I wrote this poem. Did you think that I have become a visitor to others now, and I am flattering and seeking survival?"

The skill of the poisonous tongue is indeed amazing. He Zongwei's originally proud face looked ugly in an instant.

He Zongwei said: "Young Master Fan is like an arrow, I wonder if he can write a good poem?"

Fan Xian was moved and looked at Guo Baokun and He Zongwei: "Two, after I finished writing this poem, if you can write a better one, I, Fan Xian, will never write poetry in my life."

Guo Baokun sneered and said, "If you can surpass us, then I swear to never write poetry in this life!"

He Zongwei naturally agreed, he didn't believe that Fan Xian could write any good poems in a hurry.

"You are not writing poetry, you are committing death."

Fan Xian walked slowly to the table and started writing quickly without hesitation. The tip of the pen fell, but the words he wrote were twisted and crooked.

A moment later, the poem was completed, and Fan Xian said: "The wind was strong and the sky was high, and the apes roared and mourned, and the sand was clear and the birds flew back.

The endless fallen trees are rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling.

I am always a guest in the miserable autumn of thousands of miles, and I have been on stage for more than a hundred years.

The hardships and bitterness of the frost of the hair, the new wine glass was stopped."

Fan Xian is very confident in this song "Climbing the High", after all, it is a masterpiece from his previous life, and it is not comparable to He Zongwei or Guo Baokun.

At the same time, this is also a test by Fan Xian.

Others don’t know about this poem “Climbing the High”, but if the time traveler is still alive, he will definitely know about it when he hears this poem, and he can use this to contact him.

If there is no response, it will be fine, at least no one will prevent him from copying poems and pretending.

Fan Xian paid attention to Guo Baokun's expression, but only saw the shocked, disbelief and unwilling expression.

Guo Baokun and He Zongwei's faces turned blue and white, especially He Zongwei.

Guo Baokun was also the son of the Minister of Rites, and his future was free. He Zongwei was just a poor family. If he did not write poetry in the future, it would definitely affect his career.

He Zongwei was greatly hit and shouted: "It's impossible, you can't write such a good poem. You must be plagiarizing it."

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Fan Xian with a look.

Poetry is a good poem and can be regarded as a famous line for all ages, but at this age, Fan Xian can't help but write such poems casually without thinking about it.

In addition, Fan Xian has a "criminal record of plagiarism" and is jealous, many people have raised questions at the moment.

"I wrote the poem and I am willing to accept the loss. If you say I copied it, you will show evidence." Fan Xian was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, so he simply used a trick to "urinate" and escape.

This song "Climbing the High" was brought to the attention of those forces concerned about the Poetry Society with the rewards of spies from all sides.

In the palace.

Emperor Qing was studying the "armor-breaking arrow" at this time. Since he learned that the harem was stolen and the empress dowager lost Ye Qingmei's key, Emperor Qing began to worry that the misfortune of the two emperor uncles would happen to him.

He has studied "armor-breaking arrows" for many years, but in fact, it is to deal with the boxes and Wuzhu left by Ye Qingmei.

The reason why he did not attack Fan Xian was not because he cared about the father and son, but more because he wanted to get the secret of the temple.

At the same time, I was afraid that Wu Zhu had already obtained the weapon left by Ye Qingmei.

Wu Zhu is like Ye Qingmei. The moral concepts in the world are not bound by them. Once Fan Xian has something to do, Wu Zhu is likely to attack him.

So Emperor Qing will not take action until he is sure of it.

With the latest news, Eunuch Hou reported to Emperor Qing: "Your Majesty, Fan Xian wrote a poem called "Chonggao," which is a unique and good poem!"

Emperor Qing picked up an arrow, bent his bow and drank his feathers, shot an arrow, but did not break the iron armor and put down the long bow. Emperor Qing sat on the ground and said, "I miss you."

Eunuch Hou immediately recited "Climbing the High".

Emperor Qing savored it carefully: "I am always a guest in the miserable autumn of thousands of miles, and I have been on stage for more than a hundred years... Poetry is a good poem, but I am a little old-fashioned. Did he write this poem?"

Fan Xian is in his prime and in his prime, he should not have such a state of desolation, loneliness, sorrow and bitter state of mind.

But when I think that Fan Xian is Ye Qingmei's child, Emperor Qing's suspicion is slightly reduced. After all, the existence of the temple is too strange. What is beyond common sense can even Emperor Qing accept it.

The prince, the second prince, the eldest princess, Lin Wan'er and others gathered to listen to "Climb the High" and their reactions were different.

Wu Liang received the news late, and he didn't hear the people in the palace talking about this matter when he was having lunch.

Originally, Wu Liang thought that Fan Xian would be a little more restrained when he was about "The Red Mansion", but unexpectedly, Fan Xian still embarked on this path of no return to copying poems.

"Do you put the bait? It's a pity that you are the fish in the pond!"

Guessing that Fan Xian was preparing to "spray poems to attract people", Wu Liang, who was familiar with the plot, smiled and was about to surprise Fan Xian.

At night, after Wu Liang handed over, he took a group of personal guards to a more famous barbecue restaurant near Niulan Street for dinner.

I ate for half an hour, and when I saw it was getting late, I rode my horse back home.

On the way, Wu Liang heard someone screaming from afar.

"There is a scream in front of you. If something may happen, go and take a look."

With a greeting, Wu Liang led his men to Niulan Street.

Niulan Street.

Guo Baokun, who had lost face at the poetry meeting, was in a very bad mood. He went to Liujing River to have fun and drink at night, and then he calmed down a little.

But he didn't know that behind his sedan chair, Zijing secretly followed with a short knife in his hand.

This afternoon, Zhu Zijing got a file from Fan Xian from the investigation institute, which said that Guo Baokun killed Zhu Zijing's wife and children.
Chapter completed!