Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

Listening to the discussions around him, the prince picked up the wine glass with a faint smile on his face.

The fourth prince also had an expression on his face as if he was watching a show.

"There's so much nonsense. If you have the skills, use your poetry. Today is a literary meeting, not a bickering meeting! If bickering can hurt people, just let you birdies go to the front lines and fight!"

Ning Fan sneered as usual and sat down as if no one else was around.

There was another round of boos all around, but Ning Fan ignored it at all.

After Ning Fan's sarcasm, those who had a sense of shame lowered their heads, while those who didn't had a cold look on their eyes.

"Sixth Prince, from your tone, it seems that you have studied poetry quite a bit?"

As the most talented man in Dakang, Bai Wenyuan was the first to fire.

"Just average, third in the world!"

"If you don't accept it, just come!"

Ning Fan raised his fingers contemptuously at Bai Wenyuan.

He had long disliked Bai Wenyuan, and his eyes kept looking towards Xiao Lingxi, which made Ning Fan intolerable.

Xiao Lingxi, that is his future wife!

How can you tolerate others getting involved?

Even if you just take a look, it won’t work!

What's more, this Bai Wenyuan is a smug and pretentious person. At first glance, he looks like a celebrity, but in fact he is a sissy and a hypocrite!

"you!"

"It's so insulting to gentlemen!"

Bai Wenyuan was so angry that his hands were shaking.

"Well, I, Bai, will stay with you till the end today!"

"It just so happens that I have to write a poem in seven steps today, so I'll ask Miss Ruyan to compose the accompaniment!"

After hearing what Bai Wenyuan said, Ning Fan noticed the girl in green dress sitting in the corner.

He was deserted and wearing a veil. Although his face could not be seen clearly, his figure gave people the feeling of a Lingbo fairy.

"it is good!"

Liu Ruyan glanced at Bai Wenyuan, the expression on her face did not change.

Immediately, slender fingers moved, and the pipa in front of him played a soft tune.

At this time, Bai Wenyuan stood up, walked forward step by step, and began to recite poems with great emotion:

Alone in an empty room,

Miss Yuanzheng Lang.

Staring at the horizon with tears in my eyes,

When will you return home?

……

"it is good!"

"Mr. Bai is so talented in literature!"

"hehe, not bad!"

As soon as Bai Wenyuan's voice fell, the pipa stopped playing in response.

There was even loud applause from all around.

Ning Fan was speechless for a while. Is this called poetry?

The level of people in this era is too low!

But after thinking about it, Ning Fan sneered again.

How many of the applause around us are sincere?

I'm afraid most of them are jealous, right?

"You guys should have a rest!"

"A bunch of rubes!"

"Is this also called poetry?"

"I feel like my ears are going to vomit! Stop chanting the curse, okay?"

Ning Fan said impatiently.

"you!"

"What a vulgar person!"

"Haha, a stick is a stick, do you know how to appreciate it?"

Hearing that Ning Fan was so arrogant, there was another wave of ridicule and angry accusations around him.

However, Ning Fan's status as prince made no one qualified to drive Ning Fan out of here.

So these people can only shout, but they can't do anything at all.

"Haha, Miss Xiao, what's the theme of today's literary party? I'm late, so I'll sing a song too! In case some people keep gossiping behind my back and make people upset!"

Ning Fan looked at Xiao Lingxi.

Xiao Lingxi had always behaved calmly, like a girl next door, sitting silently and listening.

Hearing Ning Fan's question, Xiao Lingxi smiled softly and said: "Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, the theme of today's essay meeting is around the battles on the front line. I suggest that everyone recite poems and write poems to strengthen the reputation of the front line soldiers!"

"it is good!"

"It seems that Miss Xiao is not only beautiful in life, but also has a heart that is not comparable to that of ordinary women!"

Ning Fan picked up the cup on the table and drank it all, then stood up:

Smoke cage, cold water, moon cage, sand

Stay at Pinghu Lake near a restaurant at night.

The business woman doesn't know the hatred of subjugation,

Across the river, I still sing the flowers in the backyard.

……

All in one go!

After reciting a poem, the whole audience could hear the needle drop.

Everyone craned their necks and widened their eyes, as if they had never known Ning Fan before.

Is this poem really written by this ridiculous sixth prince in rumors?

The business girl doesn't know the hatred of losing her country. Isn't she mocking Liu Ruyan?

Across the river, flowers in the backyard are still singing...

Oops, isn't this really a satire on Bai Wenyuan?

Depressing sounds, obscene words and songs?

"Even if it's a satire, this poem seems really good!"

"Yes, this poem is an eternal masterpiece!"

"I never thought that this stick could also compose poetry!"

……

Everyone started talking, and the look in their eyes towards Ning Fan also changed.

He scolded people so well!

"Ning Fan, you are going too far!"

Bai Wen was so angry that he smashed the cup.

However, he couldn't say a word.

Ning Fan scolded people too well!

It’s irrefutable!

"May I ask Your Highness the Sixth Prince, what is the name of this poem?"

Liu Ruyan, who had been silent until now, slowly stood up.

Ning Fan originally thought that Liu Ruyan would be angry if he ridiculed her, but he knew that Liu Ruyan seemed very calm.

"Let's call it 'Yebo Pinghu'!"

Ning Fan said calmly.

"This poem is very good, and its level is indeed second to none in today's literary world! Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, your literary talent makes this little girl admire you! However, your poem seems not to be relevant!"

There was a smile in Liu Ruyan's eyes. Not only did she not blame Ning Fan for his previous sarcasm, she actually reminded Ning Fan that he was off topic.

"Haha, don't worry, Miss Liu, it was just an appetizer, and the next one is the main meal!"

"Today, I just want to slap some people who are seeking fame and reputation in the face in order to correct the trend of our well-off literary world!"

Ning Fan said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

"Lao Liu, you are too loud!"

The prince couldn't help scolding him.

"It's just that after I wrote two crooked poems, I no longer know what my last name is!"

The fourth prince picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, his face full of gloom.

He was really not good at writing poetry, so he could only drink one cup after another.

"Why do you always think I'm bragging when I tell the truth?"

Ning Fan was helpless.

The long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains in Qinghai, the lonely city overlooking Yumen Pass...

Ning Fan drank and chanted in a low voice.

The next moment, everyone in the audience was shocked.

With just one sentence, everyone was completely stunned.

Just a simple sentence, and a picture scroll seemed to unfold before everyone's eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Ning Fan was a little surprised, the reactions around him were a bit strange.

"it is good!"

The first one who couldn't help but applaud was Liu Ruyan!

"Sixth Prince, I wonder if this poem is still available?"

Liu Ruyan looked at Ning Fan, her eyes full of expectation.

"This poem should be listed as a masterpiece!"

"I don't like Ning Fan, but this poem... is really crazy!"

"I haven't eaten meat for three months and I don't even want to think about it anymore. This poem is enough!"

"Hurry up!"

"Quick, keep reading!"

……

Regardless of whether they liked Ning Fan or not, they all fell into crazy mode at this time.

As crazy as drunk, as if crazy.

Ning Fan only wrote half of this poem, which already made everyone breathless and scratching their heads.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, please...continue chanting..."

Even Xiao Lingxi, who had always been calm, was blushing and looking at Ning Fan infatuatedly.