The heavens are kings, starting with Qing Prince Li Chengqian

Chapter 108
Li Hongcheng welcomed the crown prince and the second prince to the first seat one by one, and then, as the protagonist, he said loudly to many talented scholars and beauties inside and outside the place: "Today, all of you are gathered here, and the crown prince and the second prince are here to support you. In the occasional meeting, you can slam Fang Qiu here and show off your strengths.

As I said before, here, there is no distinction between high and low, only talent is the only theme today.

Since this place is a poetry club, it's better to have friends in poetry. I wonder if you have any opinions? "

Everyone in the audience said one after another: "No, no, His Royal Highness said well!"

Then Guo Baokun seized the opportunity, stood up immediately and said: "His Royal Highness, I have a proposal, I wonder if it is acceptable?"

Li Hongcheng glanced at the first crown prince and the second prince sitting opposite him, seeing that they didn't express anything, he replied: "Oh, tell me?"

Guo Baokun walked out from his position, walked from the door all the way to the inside and walked ten steps while counting, said: "His Royal Highness, Second Prince, His Royal Highness, ten steps to this point, write and recite it aloud, let everyone judge the winner or loser, is it okay?" ?”

Above the first place, the prince nodded slightly, and the second prince nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Li Hongcheng immediately said: "Excellent, just do it like this!"

At this time, Guo Baokun immediately followed the Huatou and said: "His Royal Highness, at this poetry meeting, a fame seeker squeezed in based on his connections, such people are really not worthy to sit here with me.

But since it is a poetry meeting, I am willing to give him a chance to compete with me. If he wins, he can have a place here, but if he loses, he must be kicked out immediately! "

With that said, he glanced at Fan Xian and said provocatively, "Of course, he can refuse."

He didn't need to say much about the consequences of refusal, refusal was tantamount to admitting defeat, leaving Prince Jing's mansion in such a disheartened way was not much different from being driven away after writing a poem.

Anyway, on the second day, all Fan Xian's performances at today's poetry meeting will be spread through major newspapers.

On the stage, Li Hongcheng said with the posture of a bystander: "Since we make friends through poetry, everyone can volunteer."

Fan Xian looked playful, patted Li Chengqian backhand, and said, "Brother Li, someone wants to compete with you!"

Li Chengqian glanced at him, then raised his head to look at Guo Baokun with a calm expression.

Guo Baokun trembled all over, and immediately said loudly: "Fan Xian, you are such a coward, what's the point of always hiding behind others?"

Li Chengqian looked at Fan Xian with a half-smile, and said, "He seems to be looking for you."

Fan Xian sighed helplessly, glanced at the crowd, and said calmly: "You poets can write whatever you want, I only need one, and I can beat all of you!"

As soon as his words fell, everyone in the room changed expression.

"What a big breath!"

He Zongwei even laughed loudly and said, "You want to win with just one poem? You really underestimate the heroes of the world. It's me and Mr. Guo. If you try your best, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up. You still have to brag about your victory." Everyone?"

"Country man, I'm afraid I can only write one." Guo Baokun laughed unabashedly.

Li Chengqian was actually very indifferent to this link, and he suddenly remembered a question.

"Fan Xian, I heard you want to divorce, right?"

Fan Xian was startled, and asked in surprise, "Ruo Ruo told you all this?"

After the words fell, he immediately realized, yes, isn't he going to divorce?

Why do you have to copy a poem to save yourself a wave of talent?Does not divorce increase the difficulty?
Even if it's for the sake of face, he is not the only time traveler in this world.

If things like copying poems are exposed.

The face earned today will be doubled back in the future.

It's just that the words spoken are like water poured out, and I'm afraid it will be difficult if I want to go back on it.

Seeing Fan Xian's expression, Li Chengqian roughly guessed his inner thoughts.

"Forget it, since you told me about Ruoruo's marriage, I'll help you once."

The two spoke in a low voice, even Guo Baokun, who was the closest to them, could not hear clearly.

But Fan Xian didn't answer for a while, which still made him subconsciously want to ask questions.

But seeing that it was Li Chengqian who was talking to Fan Xian, he didn't dare to interrupt them.

But thinking that the crown prince and the second prince were there, he felt a lot of courage in his heart.

A mere martial artist, does he really dare to be rampant in front of the crown prince and the second prince?
He boldly shouted: "What are you muttering about? Is this poem going to be done or not?"

Fan Xian didn't speak, because Li Chengqian said he would help him, and he also wanted to see how the person his sister liked could help him.

Li Chengqian got up leisurely, and said lightly: "If you want me to say, your poetry meeting will not be held!"

When the words fell, everyone in the hall was in an uproar.

Even Fan Xian's expression changed slightly.

He felt that he was already considered arrogant, but compared to this one, he was still far behind.

After all, he was just slapping the face, but this one just flipped the table.

Among the uproarious voices, although Li Chengqian's tone was flat, he instantly became the only voice here with an overwhelming posture.

"Writing cannot secure the country, martial arts cannot stabilize the country, the hand does not have the power to bind a chicken, the body does not have the skill to shoot an arrow, only know wind, flowers, snow and moon, treacherous calculations, and do not know the sufferings of the world, and the brilliant and righteous way.

In my opinion, you are nothing more than a bunch of trash, so why talk about talent? "

This statement is naturally biased, after all, spiritual food also has the meaning of his existence.

But at this moment, Li Chengqian's voice was so loud that it became the only talking point here.

Because other people's voices were suppressed by his voice.

Taking the first place, the prince seemed to be appreciative and sat still.

The second prince's expression could not be seen to be happy or angry, but there was a bit of brilliance in his eyes.

According to this person's temperament, he felt that he might not be able to take him under his sect.

Li Hongcheng's complexion was naturally extremely ugly.

Li Chengqian's words almost made it clear that he was being blamed.

Moreover, literature cannot stabilize the country, martial arts cannot establish a country, the four sentences of "hands have no strength to restrain a chicken, and body has no power to restrain an arrow" account for at least three sentences besides the power of hands to restrain a chicken.

To be honest, some were offended.

As for the so-called gifted scholars present, that is really what it means to be out of breath.

Because these four sentences seem to be tailor-made for them.

In particular, their rebuttals were suppressed by the echo of Li Chengqian's simple words, and they couldn't get out at all.

As if being silenced, the depression and anger in his heart became even stronger.

On the contrary, the women behind the layers of white gauze not far away stared at Li Chengqian, who was tall and straight like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with their eyes surging, their hearts were surging.

So majestic!
So manly!

Fan Ruoruo put his hands on his cheeks, and looked at Li Chengqian without blinking, as if he was bewildered.

(End of this chapter)