According to these words, Han Zeqing, the prefect of Jiaxing, is only a fifth-rank local official, how dare he offend Zhu Song?

"Hehe, that's the case, but I have to thank Miss Yanhua!" Zhu Song smiled and cupped his hands to Yanhua.

"Your Highness is being polite in saying this, since Yan Hua owed His Highness first, how dare you say thank you?"

After Yanhua emphasized it again, her tone changed, and she said: "However, Yanhua was defeated by His Highness's all-powerful song yesterday. Although she was convinced of the defeat, after returning, she always felt that His Highness is a great talent and should not be buried just like that. ! So I learned from the pain and wanted to compare with His Highness, so as to see His amazing talent!"

Now it's almost the end of the show, and after having dinner in the palace, everyone will go back to each house and find their mothers.

So those who participated in the poetry meeting, no matter whether they were celebrities or talented women, all gathered together in small groups, and Yanhua's words attracted almost everyone's attention.

Those present, who seemed to have foreseen this scene long ago, Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng and others gathered together in the corner, their expressions were indifferent, and there was a sense of watching a drama in their eyes.

"Compare?"

Zhu Song laughed, and suddenly remembered that it was Qi Tai who brought Yanhua here, that is to say, Yanhua was Fang Xiaoru and others' trump card used to deal with him.

What were the three guys thinking, though?

Isn't it too stupid for a woman who bears the title of "Four Talented Women of Ming Dynasty" to deal with the "literary talents" who rise like a comet?

Before Zhu Song said anything, Zhu Huixun, who was so stupid and innocent, jumped out, jumped on his feet and cursed in a tender voice:

"You shameless woman, my Uncle Song won you bankrupt with "The Tale of the Stone", and I almost became my Uncle Song's handmaiden, yet I still have the face to come out and compete with my Uncle Song. I should have persuaded Uncle Song at the beginning Accept you, and ruthlessly ravage you!"

Chapter 50 The king is very compassionate

puff!

Zhu Song almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Let me go, which guy who killed a thousand swords taught the simple and straightforward little Huihui to say this?

Is it soft? A child of three or four years old, a kid who has just learned how to run around the ground, knows how soft it is?

Not only the pitiful look of Zhu Song who was almost out of breath, but also the stunned expressions of everyone present.

Zhu Huixun, the youngest son of King Min's family, is a pervert, and he was taught by His Royal Highness Han!

After the poetry meeting ended, the news spread like wildfire, and Zhu Song, Zhu Huixun's uncle and nephew were as popular as ever!

"You, you... Mr. Huixun's words are really insulting to the gentleman!" A Yanhua admirer jumped out, looking at Zhu Huixun's eyes almost bursting into flames.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhu Zhanji sneered, and said, "Do you dare to say that what my family Huixiu said is wrong? It's really a dog meddling with a mouse, and what's wrong with you, a scholar?"

Dare to bully my 'brother', I'll beat you to death with words, anyway, you can't haggle over every detail with a child like me, can you?

"You..." The young scholar's nose was almost crooked, but he really couldn't refute it, after all, what Zhu Huixun said was true.

"Your Highness King Han, the officials and others did not participate in the poetry meeting yesterday, so I did not see His Highness's demeanor, which has always been regarded as a pity. Today, since Miss Yanhua proposed to compare with you, you must show a good face bring it on?"

Fang Xiaoru walked out slowly: "Xiaguan and others, but they have been waiting for His Highness to beat the crowd!"

Old guy, why are you everywhere?

Rolling his eyes, Zhu Song patted the two children who still wanted to continue to piss people off, and said: "It's not that this king is boasting, it's that this king's talents and learning are like a torrential river, inexhaustible... for use... It is not impossible to compete with others. But this king wants to ask, Miss Yanhua, how much silver do you have?"

Originally listening to the first half of Zhu Song's sentence, everyone only had the word 'crazy' in their minds, and some even thought Zhu Song was joking.

But when Zhu Song's next sentence, which can be called a turning point, appeared, more people almost lost their anger.

The majestic Prince Daming actually used money to talk about talent, which is really the first family since the beginning of the world!

"Your Highness, what do you mean?" Yan Hua asked subconsciously without realizing it.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Song's face became slightly insolent, "This king's talent, everyone has seen it just now, and Long Live personally issued an imperial decree to give this king's evaluation of "The Story of the Stone" as a 'shocking work'! Since it is Shocking, then it is unspeakably expensive! If Miss Yanhua wants to compete with this king, let alone the result of the competition, just to invite this king to come out of the mountain, you will need to pay ten thousand taels of gold!"

Well, this guy is pretty low-key when there is no imperial decree, but once the imperial decree is issued, his worth will go up steadily.

Regardless of the outcome, is there any reason to pay ten thousand taels of gold just to get out of the mountain?

"Is Your Highness going too far?" Huang Zicheng couldn't stand it any longer, and said with a cold face: "Long live valued your "Story of the Stone", not because of your talent! It's just a competition with others, but Your Highness uses money As a condition, could it be that you are afraid of losing to Miss Yanhua?"

To use the aggressive method really underestimated Zhu Song, they didn't take him at all.

"This king is not greedy for money!"

Zhu Song saw more or less disdain on the faces of the crowd, and the expression on his face suddenly became sad:

"It has been two years since Zhu Di, the king of Yan, committed rebellion in the name of 'Jing Nan'! During the two years, the people of our Ming Dynasty were starved, clothed, and homeless due to the hardships of the war... Every year There are countless people who died under the knife of the rebels, starved to death, or froze to death!"

Speaking of this, of course, Zhu Song quietly pinched his ribs, and squeezed out two crystal clear tears with great difficulty:

"As the son of the Taizu, the majestic Prince of Ming Dynasty, you should take the suffering of the people as your own suffering, and the joy of the people as your own joy! The ten thousand taels of gold that I asked the king to come out of the mountain will be used by the people of my Ming Dynasty. The common people will never use these yellow and white things to do anything for themselves or even the Han Palace!"

Oh, Zhu Song's 'speech' was really tearful, with deep feelings!

Not only did he put himself very low, in a position comparable to ordinary people, but he also complained bitterly about King Yan's rebellion against the party. It seemed that he was very patriotic, and his heart was for the people and the court.

"Your Highness is truly merciful!"

"My Ming Dynasty has His Highness, it is really my great fortune!"

"Your Highness cares about your family, country, and the world, and the little girl is willing to be His Highness's handmaid, serving at His Highness's side!"

……

Well, Zhu Song's performance has received so many compliments, and most of the talented ladies and socialites have become Zhu Song's fans.

I have to say that the celebrities, scholars and talented women of the Ming Dynasty were so innocent and endearing!

Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Huixun, and Xie Zhenqi's eyes instantly turned into red hearts. Looking at Zhu Song, it felt like they were looking at a shining golden sun!

Xu Miaojin, Xu Wanjun, Xueying, and Miqing who were standing not far away and paying attention to the situation here had different expressions after hearing Zhu Song's words.

The beautiful eyes of sisters Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun flickered, and there was a faint flash of confusion.

Xue Ying seemed to be meeting Zhu Song for the first time, with a deep sense of surprise on her face. It seemed that after being rejected by the Marquis Geng of Zhejiang, this His Highness the King of Han seemed to have been completely reborn, and his whole person had changed.

Could it be that because of the refusal incident, the prodigal son turned back after being strongly stimulated and found his way back?

"Your Highness is really graceful!" In an instant, she turned into a fascinated girl, with her hands resting on her rosy cheeks, her face full of fascination.

"Huh?" Xu Miaojin turned her head to look at the nymphomaniac, and said, "Xiao Qingqing, what did you just say?"

"I've decided, I must marry His Royal Highness King Han!" Misty hadn't recovered from the nympho state and naturally didn't answer Xu Miaojin.

The ruddy little mouth spit out such a sentence.

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