Report to your majesty, the prince is courting death again

Xu An's face darkened when he heard these wailings.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean? Can't you afford to lose?"

Xu An swept the whole place with a folding fan in his hand and said, "I've told you a long time ago that in poetry, as soon as I, Xu An, admit to being second, no one in the world dares to claim to be first, but you still don't believe it."

"Now, do you believe it?"

Everyone stared at him intently, their faces full of anger!

Especially Zhao Gao, Wei Zizheng and others, they all wanted to eat him alive.

Believe it?

With your unreliable look, who would believe you?

On the city wall, Xiao Lan'er, who had just smiled at the corner of her mouth, turned cold again.

Bastard, even if you really have some ability, I, Xiao Lan'er, will never marry you. My man must be upright, not so careless...

Qin Wenjian clenched his fists, his pretty face was ashen, he lost, lost completely.

Their plan for this trip was shattered.

"Don't be discouraged. It seems that Daqian has hidden him very well over the years, but compared to you, he is not worthy."

Beside her, Yuwen Hu smiled and comforted.

That's what he said, but at this time, he looked at Xu An with murderous intent.

Qin Wenjian pursed his lips and said nothing.

Not worthy?

How could someone who can write such a poem that has been passed down through the ages be an ordinary person.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

The most proud person at this time was Xu Xiao.

The victory or defeat was determined, and the emperor's ban on Xu Xiao naturally became invalid. Old Xu jumped three feet high and laughed loudly.

"See, did you see, he is my son, Xu Xiao!"

He pointed at Xu An, and his arrogant look was a hundred times more arrogant than Xu An.

"Who said my son is a playboy? All of you scholars put together, but he still beat you. Haha, I just want to ask you if you accept it, accept it or not?"

"Who else doesn't accept it? Stand up, we father and son will teach him how to be a man."

Everyone stared at Xu Xiao, each of them was furious, but dared not speak.

Bah! I am like this, no wonder my son is like this.

Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Xu An's face trembled, and he felt ashamed.

He touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Dad, keep a low profile, keep a low profile, we should win without being arrogant..."

"Low profile!"

Xu Xiao interrupted Xu An directly and said: "I have been patient for so long, why don't you let me vent my anger? You are just a coward, why are you playing tricks with them."

"If it were me, I would have used my fists to fight them long ago!"

"If anyone still refuses to obey, I will lead the army to run around his house ten times!"

Xu An's mouth twitched slightly, Dad, you are a naked threat, we must win people over with virtue!

Emperor Yuan Kang glanced at Xu Xiao beside him, and almost couldn't help kicking him off the platform. You are the Grand Marshal of the Army of Daqian, can you pay attention to the impact?

You are shameless, but Daqian still has face!

"You two, both of you, shut up."

Emperor Yuan Kang scolded the Xu family father and son, then looked at Fan Mao, who had a livid face, and apologized with a smile: "Don't mind, Mr. Fan, this father and son are like this, it's all my fault for being spoiled."

"In this competition, the children of Daqian only won by luck. I believe that the children of Dongyu will definitely win back next time under the education of Mr. Yuan Kang."

Hearing this, Fan Mao's breathing became rapid, and he almost spit in the face of Emperor Yuan Kang.

Didn't I just ridicule you a few times? You are the emperor, can you be more broad-minded? Is it necessary to catch me and rub salt in the wound?

What do you mean by winning back next time?

With this poem and this song, who dares to compete with Xu An in poetry and lyrics in the next few decades?

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I, the children of Dongyu, will definitely remember today..."

Fan Mao clasped his fists heavily, but he was very angry.

He personally led the team just to shock the great Confucian scholars of Daqian. Even Zhao Si, who was known as the top Confucian scholar in the world, ran to Beidi to seek refuge.

In the end, Dongyu still lost, and lost to the most insignificant little character!

This was a great shame for him.

Moreover, when he returned to Dongyu, he would definitely be criticized by the Dongyu literary world, and his reputation would plummet. It was still unclear whether his status could be maintained.

"Okay, I look forward to the next confrontation between the children of Dongyu and the children of Daqian."

Emperor Yuankang did not talk nonsense with him anymore. He flicked his sleeves and looked at Xu An: "Xu An, you did a good job. I said I would reward you heavily. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

"As long as you say it, I will give it to you!"

It is a great achievement to stabilize the literary fortune of Daqian and shock Dongyu.

Just based on this point, it is no problem to make him a marquis.

Xu An's eyes lit up. Okay, then don't bother me when you have something in the future?

Let me be my own prodigal son in peace, happily making money and picking up girls, isn't it?Beautiful?

Unfortunately, such words can only be said in the heart. If he really said it in public, the emperor would probably go crazy on the spot, and the queen would beat him up.

Oh, forget it.

Let's take a long-term view on this matter. Now let the credit go to the prince.

Prince, you are lucky to have a good brother like me.

"Your Majesty, this time when the Dongyu envoys were beaten, I and my brothers were just thugs."

Xu An looked at Emperor Yuan Kang and bowed, saying, "The one who really planned this was His Royal Highness the Prince."

"The reason why I was able to write poems so quickly is because His Royal Highness the Prince had predicted the topic before, and guessed the questions that the Dongyu envoys might have to take..."

"Oh"

Hearing this, the whole audience booed instantly, and they all seemed to have suddenly realized something.

It turns out that His Royal Highness the Prince was behind it! I knew it, how could this prodigal son have such ability?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is talented and well-known, and he is indeed capable of planning this matter.

Xu An almost jumped up when he heard the booing, "You uncle, oh what oh? If it weren't for long-term considerations, I would have to fight you for another three hundred rounds.

But now... I'll endure it!

Emperor Yuan Kang's old face trembled, thinking to himself, you evil creature, what do you mean by beating? Can't you be more tactful?

But his eyes were full of relief.

Xiao Yuanlang did nothing, but Xu An's two words made him the biggest beneficiary.

When this matter spreads in the future, even if Xu An is famous all over the world, everyone will give a thumbs up to Xiao Yuanlang. It was his proper planning that allowed Daqian to win a crushing victory in this battle for literary fortune with Dongyu!

In this way, the reputation of the crown prince will be at its peak, and Confucian scholars all over the world will praise him, and the position of the crown prince will be more stable.

Xu Xiao is the one who pacified the world, and Xu An is the one who prospered the world. It seems that the old Taoist priest did not fool me.

The Xu family father and son are really my good ministers.

Emperor Yuankang laughed loudly and said, "Well, the prince did a good job, and you did a good job too, and you will all be rewarded!"

Xiao Yuanlang felt guilty about Xu An, and he felt even more guilty when he heard the emperor say that.

But now, he can't let his brother down.

And now, it's time for him to show up.

Otherwise, he will let down the great opportunity that Xu An created for him.

Xiao Yuanlang came out and bowed, saying, "Thank you, father. I was just giving you a hint. It was Xu An who wrote the poem and lyrics. I dare not take credit for it."

After saying that, he looked at Fan Mao, "Since the outcome is decided, can Mr. Fan and the Dongyu envoys enter the city?"

Fan Mao put away his stiff face, stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Of course we have to enter the city, but I still have a question. I wonder if Your Highness can answer it?"

Emperor Yuankang narrowed his eyes, "Old thief Fan, do you still have any shame? The junior lost, do you want to go down in person?"