I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 878

The next day, a group of people went to Prince Jing's mansion to attend a poetry meeting.

Xuan Mo didn't want to go, but Fan Ruoruo dragged him there.

Fan Xian had to go, after all, he had promised Prince Jing, and there was also his chicken-legged girl here.

"Yo, who is this? You don't even dare to show your face." As soon as a group of people arrived at the poetry meeting, a harsh voice sounded.

Several people saw that it was Guo Baokun.

"Yeah, who is this guy? He's actually wearing a mask."

The rest of the people who participated in the poetry meeting also looked at Xuan Mo beside Fan Ruoruo curiously.

"If you're provocative, be careful not to lose your head." Xuan Mo didn't speak, but Fan Ruoruo said.

Guo Baokun silenced immediately, he did not forget the arrow yesterday.

Everyone sat down, men and women were divided into two sides, separated by a bead curtain.

"Teacher, where's the chicken-legged girl you're talking about?" As soon as he sat down, Fan Xian couldn't wait to ask, and his eyes even looked at the other side.

That side is where the woman is.

"When you go to meet the second prince, you can meet him. If you can't meet him when you come back, you can go to the kitchen to have a look." Xuan Mo said.

Fan Xian had an idea, that's right, the girl with chicken legs loves to eat so much, go to the kitchen to find it.

He was about to get up immediately, but was stopped by someone.

Besides Guo Baokun, who else could it be?

He stopped him and found out that he was looking for trouble, but in terms of kung fu, how could he be Fan Xian's opponent?Seeing that he was about to suffer a loss, it was still Prince Jing's son who stepped forward.

If you are unhappy, this is a poetry meeting, and the winner should be decided by poetry.

Fan Xian agreed and ignored Guo Baokun's provocation.

"If you have any tricks, use them quickly, you can't win anyway." Fan Xian mocked.

After Guo Baokun cursed a few words, he began to compose poems.

"The terrace of Yunqing Tower is heavy with dew,

Yuzhou outlines the brocade style.

Where the smoke waves cover the sky,
A little Evans reflects the residual light. "

"Good poetry, good poetry." As soon as Guo Baokun finished speaking, someone flattered him.

"What a poem, what a lamp." Another flattering voice sounded, it was He Zongwei who flattered Guo Baokun.

"Boy, hurry up and make them shut up. It's really insulting to people's ears. I really want to cut their tongues." A cold voice sounded.

For an instant, Yaque was silent.

"Yes, teacher." Fan Xian took the order, got up and stepped forward.

Seeing this, Guo Baokun, who was about to speak, held back.

Guo Baokun was choked and speechless, but it doesn't mean others are the same, for example, He Zongwei, who flattered him, looked at Xuan Mo and said, "Your Excellency thinks Mr. Guo's poems are not good, you can comment on them, why bother to abuse them? It's simply insulting.

Mr. Guo has become a poem in a flash, even if it has inherent flaws, it is also excusable, and it is better than the unreasonable abuse like your Excellency. "

"Abusive? It's been a long time since I've seen you die like this." Xuan Mo chuckled.

"Hey, do you still want to commit murder in Prince Jing's mansion!"

Look at the dead man who dared to point his finger at him, yes, in Xuan Mo's view, the other party is already a dead man.

"Forget it, after Fan Xian finishes writing the poem, I'll give you a poem too, but I don't know if you can take it or not."

He Zongwei continued to pester him, but Prince Jing stretched out his hand to signal to press him down.

It's just waving your sleeves and giving up.

"The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the ape is mourning, the sand is clear and the white birds are flying back. The endless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Thousands of miles of sad autumn are often guests, and more than a hundred years of illness alone come to the stage. Hardship and bitterness hate the frosty temples, and the new stop Dirty wine glass."

Fan Ruoruo stepped forward and recited the poem written by Fan Xian. Immediately, the audience was silenced, and then there was a continuous sound of praise and squeaks.

Who is good and who is bad, the superior and the inferior.

"Ruo Ruo, help me continue a poem and give it to Mr. He. Remember, be careful." Just when a group of people surrounded Fan Xian's poem, Xuan Mo said.

Suddenly, the crowd quieted down.

He Zongwei wanted to refute a few words, but it seemed that Fan Ruoruo was about to write, so he held back the words, and even vaguely looked forward to it.

When Fan Ruoruo heard that Xuan Mo asked her to pay attention, she also raised her mind and grasped the moderation.

Seeing this, the people surrounding Fan Xian's poem began to disperse to make room.

"All things are born to support people, and the world worries and complains about the inhumane nature. I don't know that locusts and beetles are all over the world, and the suffering of the people is exhausted. There are high and low in life. The nobles grow up to be the favor of God. The wealth of life is always determined by the sky, and the poverty of the grassroots is determined by the gods. Scourge. Suddenly there is a lunatic sharpening his sword at night, and the emperor's star flutters high...

From now on, there is no need to spare the labor of killing people.Unfaithful people can be killed!

Those who are not filial can be killed!

People who are not kind can be killed!

Unrighteous people can be killed!

If you are disrespectful, unwise, and untrustworthy, the heavens will kill you!kill!kill! "

The voice was obviously calm and without any emotion, but as Fan Ruoruo wrote, everyone felt a chill running through their bodies.

Especially He Zongwei's pupils dilated and his face was pale.

When Fan Ruoruo's last kill word fell and he presented the whole poem in front of him, his whole body was shocked suddenly, and then...

"what!"

Seeing He Zongwei who was bleeding from his seven orifices, the whole poetry meeting scene became chaotic in an instant. One person glanced at the poem in Fan Ruoruo's hand, and immediately stepped in the back of He Zongwei.

Prince Jing's expression was very ugly, it was just a poetry meeting, yet there were people killed.

In a short while, the movement here was first heard by the second prince in the backyard, then by the palace, and then by the prince's mansion.

When they saw the first poem, they were always amazed at Fan Xian's talent.

But when they saw the second poem, no matter who they were, including Emperor Qing, their expressions changed slightly, especially when they heard that someone had seen this poem and was actually dead.

It's just a manuscript, but you can feel the threatening killing intent. It's hard to imagine that this can be expressed in a poem, so how terrifying should it be.

On the other hand, Fan Xian, who had gone to the backyard a long time ago, didn't know about the poetry meeting, but the second prince was the first to know about it, and he was astonished.

His interest in this poem surpassed Fan Xian's for a moment.

But then, intentionally or not, Fan Xian still met the second prince.

According to what Xuan Mo said, Fan Xian sided with the second prince.

Of course, it wasn't that easy. Fan Xian also whetted the Second Prince's appetite and made him suffer a lot. It was ambiguous that he joined the Second Prince's side.

The easier it is to get, the less you will cherish it.

Fan Xian understood this very well, so he whetted the appetite of the Second Prince.

Facts have proved that what Fan Xian did was right. The second prince did not regard Fan Xian as a subordinate, but placed him at the same height.

A posture of seeking talents.

After Fan Xian made it clear that he would not stand with the prince, and vaguely stated that he would stand with him, the second prince was obviously relieved, and then, he wanted to get to know Fan Xian's teacher through Fan Xian.

Fan Xian naturally refused.

In fact, Xuan Mo had already explained that the second prince would definitely want to see him, but...not seeing him, it was not the right time.

In order to better control the second prince, it is indeed necessary to meet, but not now.

If someone died, the poetry society would naturally not be able to continue.

However, this has nothing to do with Xuan Mo and Fan Ruoruo.

what is the relationship?They didn't kill people, they just wrote a poem. Can you say that writing a poem is a murderer?

Naturally, it cannot be concluded. The final result of this matter can only be defined as that He Zongwei and the unknown guy suffered a sudden illness.

But after such an incident, the situation in the entire capital has subtly changed, and there is a feeling that the situation is changing.

After all, many people knew what Xuan Mo said in front of the restaurant that day.

Most people have nothing to do with it, just look at the reaction of the royal family.

But if the royal family did nothing, those officials would naturally not provoke the Fan family. After all, the Fan family's power in the court was not low, especially at this time.

No one wants to provoke, let alone get close to.

Fan Xian also met his chicken-legged girl in Prince Jing's Mansion as he wished, that is, Lin Wan'er. Looking at her appearance when she came back, she had a good communication.

After returning to Fan's mansion, by coincidence, Wang Qinian sent over the file Fan Xian wanted.

After just a glance, Fan Xian put it away in a hurry.

"Don't hide, he's watching." Xuan Mo, who was grilling in the yard, said.

Fan Xian turned around and saw Teng Zijing behind him.

"Give it to me." Teng Zijing said coldly.

"Give it to him." Fan Xian still wanted to hide, but Xuan Mo's voice came.

Helpless, Fan Xian had no choice but to hand over the things to Teng Zijing.

"Don't be impulsive, I will help you." Fan Xian said.

As for Teng Zijing, who read the case file, his face became gloomy, and his eyes were faintly red.

On the case file, it was recorded that his wife and children had been killed!
Teng Zijing was about to seek revenge on Guo Baokun, but Fan Xian stopped him immediately, and the two started fighting.

In the competition, Fan Xian was really not Teng Zijing's opponent, but with his domineering true energy and poison, he firmly trapped Teng Zijing.

"Calm down, that case file may not be real." Fan Xian scolded.

"Can the case files of the Inspection Institute be fake!?"

"You're still dead on the case file of the Appraisal Institute!" Fan Xian was annoyed, and continued, "Don't be impulsive, Guo Baokun didn't necessarily do this.

You think, he deals with you by convicting you, there is no need to kill people afterwards, and he doesn't need to kill them all. "

No matter what Fan Xian said, Teng Zijing just didn't believe it.

Snapped!
A jug flew over and hit Teng Zijing on the head.

The jug shattered, Teng Zijing was stunned.

"Why are you crazy? You want to kill Guo Baokun. I have plenty of ways, but you don't want to know the whereabouts of your wife and children? Whether it's dead or alive, you must know where they are." Xuan Mo said in a bad mood.

What's the fuss about? Didn't you see the skewers?

"Fan Xian, if he keeps arguing and disobedient, we'll cut his tendons and hamstrings and gag him."

The corner of Fan Xian's mouth twitched, Teng Zijing calmed down.

Fan Ruoruo glanced at Xuan Mo with a look of fear, and lowered her head to eat the skewers.

"Please, please, my lord, help me..." Teng Zijing choked up and said, Fan Xian saw this and healed the poison on the other party.

Recovering his strength, Teng Zijing staggered forward and knelt down in front of Dao Xuanmo.

Today, he has already seen this gentleman's miraculous tricks, even more so than Fan Xian.

"Remember what you said once?"

"??" Teng Zijing.

"You said that if Fan Xian helps you, you will work hard for him."

"Yes, I remember! I still owe Mr. Fan to kill someone." Teng Zijing remembered.

"Just remember, I made a fortune, your wife is alive and well, if you want to know where they are, I can give you a tip.

However, this is not without requirements. "Xuan Mo said.

"My lord, please tell me, as long as my wife and children can be found, my life, Teng Zijing, will be his!"

"Okay, as you said before, your life will belong to Fan Xian from now on, you will work hard for him and listen to him, understand?"

"understand!"

Xuan Mo looked at Fan Xian, and said, "I want to know if this has something to do with Guo Baokun, it's simple, you go to the brothel tonight..."

"The brothel!"

Before Xuan Mo finished speaking, Fan Xian screamed.

"Listen to me." Xuan Mo said angrily.

"Since I learned that Guo Baokun was hostile to you, Ruo Ruo ordered someone to investigate Guo Baokun's details and whereabouts, and that guy often hangs out in brothels.

Tonight, you contact Prince Jing and ask him to take you to the brothel. You don't need to say anything else, just say to see and see, which can be regarded as bringing your relationship with the second prince closer.

He won't refuse, and he hasn't even arranged for a girl yet. At that time, the person you arrange for you will sneak out quietly and wait for him on Guo Baokun's only way.

What to do next, do you still need me to say? "

"Knock the sap?" Fan Xian stared.

"A child can be taught, I said his wife and children are not dead, but he must not believe it if he didn't see it.

Then you can ask Guo Baokun, if you admit it, let him kill Guo Baokun to avenge his wife and children, if you don’t admit it, you can go..."

"Look for Wang Qinian!" Fan Xian took up Xuan Mo's unfinished words.

"That's right, get ready to go." Xuan Mo nodded.

Teng Zijing was listening to the conversation between the two, not surprised, they are both human, why is there such a big gap in their brains.

"teacher."

Xuan Mo was about to eat skewers when Fan Xian suddenly approached him treacherously.

"what?"

"That's right, can I give you two pills?" Fan Xian asked mysteriously.

Teng Zijing had strange eyes, and Fan Ruoruo also looked over.

"What that?"

"That's right, it was the one who teased me, Master Fei Jie." Fan Xian said with some embarrassment. In fact, he was embarrassed to say it because his sister was by the side.

"Oh." Xuan Mo suddenly said, "You want the Mizhang Pill, right?"

"Hey." Fan Xian nodded, and said, "I'm trying to make things as clear as possible so that there are no omissions."

Xuan Mo nodded: "However, that item is not in stock, just wait."

As Xuan Mo said, he waved his hand, light flashed, and a small pink pill condensed in his hand.

Seeing such a miraculous scene, everyone including Fan Xian stared wide-eyed, especially Fan Xian.

Okay, I used a tripod to cover up before, but now I don't even cover up.

"Here, let's go."

Fan Xian took the pill and left with Teng Zijing.

"Brother Mo, what do you do with a pill?" Fan Ruoruo looked curious.

Xuan Mo glanced and said, "Dream."

"Dream???" Fan Ruoruo was full of question marks.

Fan Xian went to contact Prince Jing's son, and the other party really agreed, and said that he would arrange a top card for him.

At night, Fan Xian and Prince Jing's son met at the agreed place. He never expected that the second prince would really spend money to win him over.

He actually found a top card for him, and it was an amazing top card.

It is said that before him, he has never received a guest, that is to say, he is the first one.

Fan Xian also met Si Lili's leading woman, and Xinxia said that tonight, this girl Si can only have a erotic dream alone.

(End of this chapter)