Plane of Heroes Three Kingdoms

Chapter 130 Wasn't afraid then?
Li Hongcheng smiled at Fan Ruoruo, although he was also a person who frequented brothels all the year round, but in front of Fan Ruoruo, he looked at his nose and his heart, and seemed very polite.

Fan Ruoruo lifted her body slightly, and asked the prince to be safe.

"His Royal Highness!"

If it was in the past, Li Hongcheng must have been kind to Fan Ruoruo, but today...
But he glanced at the sedan chair behind him from time to time, thinking that he had worked hard for a long time, why didn't that man come down?

"Brother isn't coming?"

Fan Ruoruo smiled slightly.

"My brother is behind!"

After a while, Fan Xian ran over, no matter what the prince's plot was.

Fan Xian deliberately changed the clothes he wore when he met the chicken-legged girl, and he wholeheartedly planned to find the lover of his dreams.

"Are the girls all here?"

Fan Xian's eager attitude caught the refined Li Hongcheng a little by surprise.

"Now that we're here, it's time to leave you!"

Fan Xian's eyes lit up.

"Then go in, what are you waiting for?"

The poetry meeting will be held in the back garden of Jingjun Prince's Mansion.

At the poetry meeting, all kinds of sour words emerged one after another, and many talented scholars showed off their looks while drinking and talking.

Fan Xian, on the other hand, was wearing blue clothes, with that husky-like expression, secretly watching the movement of the woman.

The expression of shrinking the neck is exactly the same as that of a domesticated Erha.

Unfortunately.
The girl he was looking for was not here.

Seeing that Fan Xian was late, Guo Baokun deliberately provoked him, proposed a poem contest, and threatened to humiliate Fan Xian in public, while He Zongwei also fanned the flames, trying to be arrogant.

In desperation, Fan Xian wanted to pretend!
He rejected the ten-step poems of the two, but proposed that he only write one poem. If they can compare with himself, he will never write poems again for life.

Guo Baokun and Guo Baokun thought he could only make one song, so they agreed without hesitation.

Fan Xian may not understand poetry, but what lives in his body is the soul from modern times, and "copied" a poem casually, which is also the masterpiece of celebrities through the ages.

Fan Xian rolled his eyes, picked up a pen and wrote Du Fu's masterpiece "Climbing the High", once the poet sage made his move, not to mention Guo Baokun and his ilk, even the literati in Kyoto couldn't match it.

"The wind is strong and the sky is high, the ape is howling in mourning,"

"Zhu Qingsha, the white bird flies back."

"Boundless falling trees rustle down,"

"The endless Yangtze River is rolling in."

"Thousands of miles are sad and autumn is often a guest,"

"A hundred-year-old disease alone appeared on the stage."

"Difficulty and bitterness hate the frosty temples,"

"I'm down and out, and I've stopped the dirty wine glass."

This is the work of Du Fu, the former poet of time and space, in his later years. It can be said that all the sorrows of the ages are hidden in this poem.

Fan Xian's song is like opening a school, with a sense of worrying about the country and the people, and serving the country with worry and anger.

Those who have recited three hundred poems from Tang and Song Dynasties would not have suffered too much in ancient times.

At this moment, everyone in the poetry meeting was dumbfounded!

Guo Baokun was dumbfounded!

Isn't it a little soil turtle from Danzhou? How could he write such magnificent poems.

"Is this really written by Fan Xian? Impossible..."

"I heard that Fan Xian and Mr. Sui Yun are friends. Could it be Mr. Sui Yun's work?"

"Mr. Suiyun likes songs, and occasionally has some poetry and music works, but most of them are bold and unrestrained in style, which is completely different from this poem."

"But the artistic conception expressed in this poem is too late. How could it be the work of a 16-year-old boy?"

"Talent is unlimited"

"

Fan Xian just wrote a poem here!

Prince Jing's son eagerly appreciated it. From this poem, he seemed to see his father who was laid-back on the outside, but actually very depressed on the inside.

It's just that it's strange that Fan Xian is young, sick, snowy temples, and a hundred years old.

It's just that this poem is so good, and the sense of shared sorrow and sorrow makes it easy for people to relate to it, and it's hard to let go of it for a long time.

Some self-proclaimed unparalleled talents were suffocated when they saw Fan Xian's poems.

In the end, I really couldn't find any faults, I can only say that Fan Xian's handwriting is ugly!
right.
That word is really ugly!It's been 16 years since you came to this world, and Fan Xian's calligraphy is still rubbish.

In fact, this poem is not suitable for the scene!

But Fan Xian's main purpose was to find out if there was that chicken-legged girl in the backyard, so he wrote it very hastily.

After finishing the poem, Fan Xian went to the backyard with the excuse of abdominal pain.

When he leisurely came out of the latrine, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and a ray of sword light stabbed at him fiercely. Fan Xian turned over and confronted the man. The two were about to fight again, when a sudden noise came from the pavilion not far away. A male voice interrupted the battle.

Fan Xianwen looked at the reputation, and there was a young man in Tsing Yi standing with his arms folded. He was dressed in a low-key and luxurious outfit, but his eyes were full of hostility.

Second Prince Li Chengze has been waiting for him for a long time.

The second prince has a unique hairstyle. A few years ago, he had this hairstyle with half bangs covering his eyes, and it is still the same now!
It's just that his appearance is more feminine, but his brows are more heroic.

"Fan Xian!"

Second Prince Li Chengze watched Fan Xian with a playful smile on his lips.

"you know me?"

Fan Xian carefully guarded against the person in front of him, Jiang Zhe and Uncle Wu Zhu were not around, so he had to be careful.

"The prince regards you as an enemy, so I naturally want to remember your name."

Li Chengze said coolly.

"who are you?"

Fan Xian asked.

This time, the arrogant Second Highness was not happy.

He pursed his already thin lips, then sat back on the table, only turning his face sideways, as if posing for posses, death slanted bangs.

"Give you three chances..."

If I can't figure it out, I get angry.

At first glance, the second prince looks a bit ugly, but with his brows and that unfathomable temperament, it is easy to feel more and more comfortable the more you look at it.

"Second Highness?" Fan Xian asked tentatively.

Being so ugly and pretending to be mysterious is not as good-looking as the Third Highness!

"so smart!"

Li Chengze praised him.

But then, the atmosphere became very tense.

Li Chengze bluntly said that Fan Xian was at odds with the prince, so he planned to kill Fan Xian and use his body to reconcile the two brothers.

As soon as the words were finished, the sword of Xie Bi'an, the guard at the side, had already fallen on Fan Xian's neck, but Fan Xian was not afraid at all, and even picked up a bunch of grapes from the table and ate them.

The second prince is gloomy and smart, but compared to the cynical yet unfathomable third prince he met yesterday.

This man is crazier and more unpredictable.

"The poem is very well written, and I want to see you as soon as it comes out!"

Just now he said he wanted to kill Fan Xian, but in the blink of an eye he and Fan Xian were chatting.

"I don't want to see you. If I know His Highness is here, I will not forget to go here!"

Fan Xian is also a bold person, he doesn't stick to conventions, and has a proud personality. He is eating grapes while turning his back to his second child.

Li Chengze asked.

"why?"

Fan Xian explained angrily.

"The prince knows that I have met the Second Highness here today, and he will definitely think that I have taken refuge in the Second Highness.. In the future, I will not have a better life 1"

Li Chengze took a sip of the wine and revealed a wicked smile.

"Didn't you meet the third child yesterday? I heard that we had a very happy conversation, so you weren't afraid then?"

(End of this chapter)