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

Tan Zhong naturally also knew that the current matter of the prince seizing the legitimate son was related to the future of Dakang in the future.

The noble families are all closely watching the prince who is most likely to inherit the throne, and they have begun to line up and place their bets.

He is not an immortal in the sky, and he cannot avoid eating the fireworks of the world. He cannot stay out of this matter no matter what.

"A poem written out of emotion, I hope my teacher will never give up!"

Ning Fan smiled slightly, took a few steps forward, and whispered:

Master Guan Nan was known as Wenyuan, and he was known as the only one in the world of poetry and prose.

The inkstone flew out of the Beimingyu, and the sharp strokes of the pen killed all the Hulu bandits!

boom!

After reading the first line of the poem, it seemed unremarkable, and many people in the audience looked disdainful or even contemptuous.

But after reading the second sentence, the atmosphere in the venue completely changed.

The whole place was silent and silent.

Everyone craned their necks and looked at Ning Fan with wide eyes, as if they didn't believe that such witty words came from Ning Fan.

Doubt, shock, disbelief...

Ning Fan's poem completely stunned the whole audience.

Xiao Lingxi opened her mouth slightly and looked at Ning Fan with a shocked expression.

Tan Zhong, courtesy name Wenyuan!

Ning Fan cleverly embedded Tan Zhong's name into the poem, and combined with Tan Zhong's contribution, he directly wrote a poem to praise him!

This powerful poem made Xiao Lingxi conquered by Ning Fan's talent again.

The fourth prince's face was ashen, and the hand holding the cup could not help but tremble slightly.

The prince's face was slumped, knowing that the gift he was preparing today was once again outshone by Ning Fan. All the careful preparations went to waste...

"Uh……"

Tan Zhong also lost his composure slightly and looked at Ning Fan in surprise.

Although he believed that Xiao Lingxi would not lie, he did not expect Ning Fan to be so talented.

A poem, a flattering poem, but written by Ning Fan with witty lines, it can be called an eternal quatrain!

It's just that Tan Zhong is a little embarrassed. Is he so good?

The northern fish flew out of the inkstone... I have indeed written a lot of poems, but none of them seem to be as good as Ning Fan's praise poem. This is really embarrassing!

Kill all the barbarians with the sharp stroke of his pen!

I have only written one piece of propaganda to attack the Huns, but it really can’t be said to have killed all the Huns...

It's embarrassing, but I'm really happy!

A scholar has a good reputation, and no one can resist the temptation brought by fame.

Even though Tan Zhong was a great talent and great writer, he was still a common man. He could not resist the temptation of leaving his name in history.

And Tan Zhong can be sure that with Ning Fan's eternal quatrain, it is absolutely certain that his name will remain in history.

A set of the four treasures of the study and a jade chessboard are nothing compared to the celebrities of the ages!

In this round, there is no doubt that Ning Fan wins!

"Ling Xi, Ning Fan, you two will stay here at noon and have a few drinks with me!"

Tan Zhong laughed loudly, his expression showing infinite joy:

"Bei Mingyu flies out of the inkstone, and kills all the Hulu bandits with his pen! If I, Tan Zhong, can really do this, even if I die, I will be proud of Jiuquan!"

Bai Wenyuan, who was waiting for lunch, was completely shocked. The teacher actually forgot about him, leaving only Ning Fan and Xiao Lingxi... For a moment, Bai Wenyuan felt that his face was burning, as if he had been slapped. .

Seeing everyone disperse, Bai Wenyuan could only leave angrily, although he was unwilling to do so.

"Teacher, why don't you go to Wangyue Tower? There are some special dishes there that I believe will refresh your mind."

Ning Fan said to Tan Zhong.

"Wangyue Tower?"

Tan Zhong was a little surprised.

"Teacher, that is the restaurant opened by the Sixth Prince himself. The food is very good, and the specialty is crayfish!"

"This crayfish has always been regarded as something that cannot be eaten. Unexpectedly, after it was developed into a dish by the Sixth Prince, it became unexpectedly popular!"

Xiao Lingxi took the opportunity to introduce.

Hearing that it was Ning Fan's own restaurant, Tan Zhong looked surprised, but immediately expressed his willingness to try it.

"I heard from other places that crayfish has become popular in Anjing recently, and I haven't been able to enjoy it. This time, it's all thanks to you."

Tan Zhong smiled.

Outside Taixue, the car specially prepared by Ning Fan was already parked there.

Seeing the flying shadow horse, Tan Zhong's face showed surprise again. After asking, he found out that it was the divine horse given by the emperor!

After getting on Ning Fan's carriage, Tan Zhong was even more surprised by the soft feeling.

After talking with Ning Fan, I found out that this carriage was actually equipped with shock absorbers...

"Teacher, you often travel around giving lectures and saddle horses are tired. I think this carriage is given to you! This way, you will not be bumpy during the journey."

Ning Fan immediately said generously.

Tan Zhong didn't refuse, and he couldn't put it down for Ning Fan's carriage.

When he arrived at Wangyue Tower, Tan Zhong saw two poems hanging in the restaurant.

These two poems are exactly two poems of compassion for farmers written by Ning Fan.

After being carefully pasted by the shopkeeper Du Yuesheng, it was hung in the lobby.

Tan Zhong discovered these two poems as soon as he came in. After reading them carefully, his face showed shock.

"Teacher, these are two poems about compassion for farmers written by Ning Fan."

Xiao Lingxi said with a smile.

If Tan Zhong still thought Ning Fan was somewhat talented before, now he is a little scared.

He is known as the most talented person in Dakang, but in front of Ning Fan's poems, he rarely loses his confidence.

Because Tan Zhong knew very well that either of these two poems could be passed down through the ages.

"His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is truly amazingly talented! I am not as good as him!"

Tan Zhong's eyes were a little strange, even a little respectful.

"Teacher, please don't say that! I can only write a few crooked poems, but the teacher's attainments in literature and continuity of cultural context are beyond the reach of students!"

Ning Fan quickly said in panic.

Ning Fan's attitude made Tan Zhong very happy.

Relying on talent but not being arrogant, such people will grow into a generation of talents sooner or later!

In a short while, hot dishes were served on the table.

In addition to crayfish, there are four recipes that Ning Fan taught the chef before in Fuzhong.

A dish of squirrel fish, a dish of Dongpo pork, and a dish of sweet and sour pork loin and Kung Pao chicken.

Any of these four dishes can be called a superb delicacy!

Now that four dishes were placed on the table, even Tan Zhong was shocked.

While tasting the delicious food, Xiao Lingxi took the opportunity to talk about Ning Fan's military career.

Tan Zhong's impression of Ning Fan became better and better, and he valued him more and more.

"Ning Fan, how old are you? Can you reach the crown?"

After becoming familiar with each other, Tan Zhong no longer called Ning Fan the sixth prince, but called him by his first name, which seemed to be close to him.

"The student just turned twenty!"

Ning Fan said excitedly.

He had already vaguely guessed what Tan Zhong meant.

Judging from Tan Zhong's intention, I'm afraid he doesn't want to choose a cousin for himself.

"Well...since you have reached the top of your career, I will ask Da to help you choose a pseudonym."

Tan Zhong was indeed as Ning Fan guessed.

Ning Fan perked up and his eyes beamed with joy.

Because he knew very well that Tan Zhong was determined to tie himself up!

"Ning Fan...the word Qianfan! It means going through thousands of sails and reaching the other side!"

Tan Zhong thought for a moment and then spoke.

Ning Fan was overjoyed and quickly stood up, knelt on the ground and shouted to Tan Zhong: "Ning Qianfan thanks my mentor for the words!"