Waste prince: Why do you force me to be emperor?

At this time.

Li Fei winked at his personal guard.

The guard turned around and walked outside the poetry hall.

Followed by.

The voice of the Zhike doorman came into the hall: "Tang Qingzhu, the dean of Jiangnan Qingzhu Academy, Zhu Mei, the dean of Jiangnan Qingmei Academy, Wenqu, the dean of Jiangnan Jinju Academy, Xu Nan, the dean of Jiangnan Youlan Academy, came to participate in the poetry meeting together !"

Immediately, the Confucian scholars in the two states became excited!

The deans of the four major academies in Jiangnan are also known as the four great talents in Jiangnan.

All of them are excellent in poetry and painting, and all of them are the most famous literati in Daxia. They are all around 40 years old, and their reputation has been resounding in Daxia for many years.

The four major academies in the south of the Yangtze River they founded are the only ones in the entire Great Xia that can be compared with the Royal Academy of the Imperial Capital. There are celebrities from various schools here, and most of the students they teach are officials in the Great Xia Dynasty Hall.

Therefore, the deans of the four major academies in the south of the Yangtze River are Taishan Beidou in the literary world of the Great Xia Empire.

On weekdays, it is difficult to meet anyone.

Today, the four deans came together at Li Fei's "kind" invitation.

Immediately, the style of the Mengjiazhuang Poetry Club rose directly from the Farm Poetry Club to the level of the top poetry club in Daxia.

With the four of them coming to the poetry meeting, the Confucian scholars from the two states here can sing for a lifetime when they go out!

After a while.

Four middle-aged men dressed in blouses and elegant manners appeared gracefully at the entrance of the poetry hall.

The four of them looked at Li Fei in front of them, and saluted with complicated expressions: "I have seen the governor of Qingzhou!"

Li Fei had already personally greeted him at the door, and it was rare for him to speak politely: "The four deans can come to the poetry meeting, it really makes this place flourish, and the Governor feels extremely honored!"

"To tell you the truth, the four principals, I have admired you for a long time. Wait a minute, I must ask you a lesson or two on the way of poetry and painting."

The faces of the four deans were strange, feeling the breathing of the soldiers from Qingzhou behind them, they hurriedly said: "Don't dare!"

"Don't dare!"

Only then did Li Fei wave his hand to make the heavily armed soldiers behind the four deans retreat.

The four famous deans breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Fei smiled meaningfully!

really.

Your Highness is right!

A scholar meets a soldier... It is absolutely impossible for a soldier to explain the truth to a scholar, just go directly to the soldier.

at this time.

Confucian scholars from the two prefectures thought that these soldiers were guards specially sent by Li Fei to worry about the safety of the four deans on the road.

The favorability of Confucian scholars in the two states towards Li Fei has reached a new level.

However, only the four deans know the truth!

Really not!

at this time.

"Cough cough cough..."

Tang Qingzhu frowned, and coughed a few times in embarrassment: "Governor Li, the word admiration contains the meaning of admiration. It's not appropriate for you to use it on us?"

Li Fei was taken aback: "Really?"

"However, the governor has always used words based on inspiration, so the four deans don't mind!"

The four principals hesitated to speak!

Finally gave up the correction!

Admire it!

Brutal!

At this time.

In the hall of the Poetry Association, Confucian scholars from the two prefectures came forward to salute one after another: "I have seen the four deans!"

The four principals settled down, and returned the courtesy meticulously: "I have seen all the famous people."

Du Yueer also quietly came to the four of them: "Du Yueer of the Du family has met the four deans!"

The eyes of the four principals brightened.

Tang Qingzhu's eyes were filled with admiration, and he patted his palm with the folding fan in his hand, and praised with a smile: "Sure enough, Patriarch Du's beauty is like a fairy!"

"It's no wonder why all the heroes in the world are surrounding your Du Mansion and refuse to leave!"

"If I were 20 years younger, I would definitely stay outside the Jiangnan Du Mansion and refuse to leave."

"I heard that Patriarch Du also likes to recite poems and make love?"

Du Yueer smiled sweetly, like a peony blooming: "I like it."

Wen Qu joked: "If Qingzhu is 20 years younger, he will definitely rack his brains to write good poems, in order to win the favor of Master Du."

Xu Nan and Zhu Mei stroked their green beards and said with a smile: "Brother Tang can indeed do such a thing."

"If we were 20 years younger, the four of us would probably be fighting poetry outside the Du Mansion!"

"Hahaha......"

Du Yue'er said with a smile: "The four principals are going to make fun of Yue'er's willow appearance!"

"Yue'er is very honored to meet all the teachers here."

In the Du family, there are also many young heroes studying in the four major academies.

Therefore, it is correct for Du Yueer to call the four of them teachers.

But at this moment, Du Yue'er was even more vigilant!

The governor of Qingzhou, Li Fei, has invited all the famous scholars from the south of the Yangtze River... What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

What is the envoy of the king of Huangzhou planning against the literati in the south of the Yangtze River?

She is thinking.

at this time.

After communicating with Du Yue'er, the four principals couldn't help but relax a lot.

Tang Qingzhu said with a smile: "Everyone, since you are here, you will be safe. Since the head of the Du family is here, let's appreciate the good poems written by celebrities from our two states!"

"it is good!"

Zhu Mei, Wen Qu, and Xu Nan all agreed.

Li Fei turned to invite: "The four deans, please sit up with me."

"Next, if the king of Huangzhou wants to compete with the heroes of the two states in writing poems, the four deans will need to judge together with the governor and the head of the Du family. Let's see who is superior and who is inferior to the poems made!"

The four deans looked at the proud young boy Zang Liu, the three boxes of gleaming gold, and the enthusiastic Confucian scholars from Liangzhou, and they couldn't help being interested.

When they were young, they also liked fighting poetry!

"it is good!"

Wen Qu looked at Zang Liudao: "The envoy of the king of Huangzhou dared to underestimate the heroes of our two states. Let's see if the poems written by the king of Huangzhou are really unparalleled in the world as the envoy said!"

At this moment, the four principals also stood on the side of Confucian scholars from the two states, and sat on both sides of Li Fei.

at this time.

In the entire poetry hall.

Only the single shadow of Tibetan Six Elements proudly faces the literati of the two states. Although he is young, his momentum is not weak, and he has no fear at all.

Du Yueer's eyes were full of appreciation: "The envoy from the barren state can be called a young hero."

The four principals nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

"I just hope that this little guy doesn't cry when he loses!"

"Hahaha......"

The laughter of the four principals was full of ridicule.

All the Confucian scholars from the two states also laughed.

At this time.

Li Fei stood on the main seat, looked around, and said loudly: "Everyone, tonight, the four principals of Jiangnan, the governor, and the head of the Du family will be the judges for this battle of poems. Do you have any objections?"

"no!"

Confucian scholars in the two states naturally have no objection.

Zang Liu also agreed: "No objection!"

"it is good!"

At this time.

Li Fei raised his hand and tapped it three times: "Papapa..."

moment.

Ten middle-aged men in Confucian shirts came out in a file and sat at the desks on both sides of the gate of the poetry club.

Although their attire is roughly the same as that of Confucian scholars, there are two large characters embroidered on the front and back of their Confucian shirts: novels.

They are novelists.

What they usually do is to travel around the world and adapt what they see into stories that can be told.

They traveled around the world sitting in various restaurants, patting the novelist's Xingmu, and talking about the stories they adapted.

Or, eulogize some major events in the world that have attracted people's attention.

Everyone in the Poetry Club glanced at the ten novelists and stopped paying more attention.

Because since ancient times, all poetry clubs, painting clubs, etc. have invited novelists to come and record, and tell the stories that happened in the world to expand their influence.

Therefore, it is a routine operation for the governor of Qingzhou to invite novelists to record the poetry meeting.

However, are there more novelists who come to record?

Usually one novelist is enough for a poetry meeting.

But, here are ten!

Is this going to spread this poem meeting throughout Daxia and Kyushu?

Is it to spread the fact that the king of Huangzhou came and defeated here to the whole world?

The governor of Qingzhou, indeed, has the same hatred with them, so thoughtful!

Confucian scholars from the two prefectures thought this way, and their favorability for Li Fei, the governor of Qingzhou, increased a little!

This person can be made a confidant!

At this time.

Li Fei grinned: "Now, the governor announces that the poetry battle between the king of the barren state and the celebrities of the two states will officially begin!"

"Who will come first?"

Staring at the gold, the Confucian student with a mustache-shaped hu came out proudly: "The envoy of the king of Huangzhou, my name is Zhang Sheng, a person from Yangzhou, and I will fight you for the first battle on behalf of the people from the two states."

Done.

He rolled his eyes, turned around and bowed to Du Yueer: "Patriarch Du, the title of Zhang Sheng's poem is related to you, please don't blame Zhang Sheng for being abrupt!"

Du Yue'er frowned, pondered for a while, and agreed: "Just do what Zhang Sheng wants!"

"Thank you Patriarch Du for understanding!"

With Du Yue'er's consent, Zhang Sheng with the character Hu was ecstatic!

His dangerous tactics finally caught Du Yue'er's attention and made Du Yue'er remember his name.

This is really great!

Next.

He also wanted Du Yue'er to indulge in his good poems and fall in love with him.

Then, he defeated the envoy of the king of Huangzhou with his poems, won a hundred taels of gold, and was spread to the world by novelists.

This time.

Beauty, gold, fame, he wants them all!

The more Zhang Sheng thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and he made a wretched mustache and said, "Messenger of the king of the barren state, how about we use the beauty of Patriarch Du as the title of the poem?"

"I let you do it first, so as not to say that I deceived you when you were young."

The corner of Zang Liu's mouth curled into an inscrutable smile: "Do you really want me to read the poem of beauty written by the prince first?"

"I'm afraid that after reading it, you will never dare to write poetry again!"

"Insanity!"

"It's simply too arrogant!"

When the Confucian scholars in Liangzhou heard this, they became agitated again: "It's too contemptuous!"

"Hurry up and read the poems written by your prince!"

"We want to see, what kind of masterpiece can make Zhang Sheng, who is famous all over the south of the Yangtze River, be speechless?"

"Quick!"

Zhang Sheng was also enraged, and said coldly: "Read it quickly!"

"I'd like to see, what kind of doggerel is your prince writing?"

"Dare to come to the land of two states to challenge!"

"The 100 taels of gold, I will decide!"

Zang Liu was not in a hurry: "Zhang Sheng, if you lose the poetry competition with me, you will join the Barren State Army and fight against the Sirians."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Sheng was already blinded by anger: "I won't lose!"

"There are so many witnesses, if I lose, I will follow you to the Huangzhou Army!"

Zang Liu shook his head: "You are not the literati our barren state army needs!"

"So, if you lose, you can redeem yourself with 500 taels of silver, so that you don't have to go to the Barren State Army."

"Bet 100 taels of gold against 500 taels of silver, and you've won!"

Zhang Sheng felt that he had been greatly insulted, and his face was livid: "Okay!"

"Just do it!"

"I, it is impossible to lose!"

"Never!"

Only then did Zang Liu reach into his bosom, and took out a book, on which was written "Three Hundred Poems of the Prince" in seven large characters.

Immediately.

The entire hall of the poetry club was extremely quiet.

Everyone stared at Zang Liu and opened the book, breathing rapidly.

Du Yueer, who likes poetry, has beautiful eyes and is also looking forward to what poems Zang Liu can read!

main entrance.

The brushes in the hands of the ten novelists have already drank ink, and they are ready to listen to the poems and write them, and then spread them all over the world!

What is the beauty poem written by the king of Huangzhou?