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Chapter 102 [Ruo Ruo feels as exciting as cheating] (subscribe)
Prince Jing's Mansion.

backyard.

In the mansions of the royal family, it is inevitable that there are many rockery and pavilions.

Flowers and plants are standard configurations, with a wide variety and regular placement.

Larger mansions are even built around lakes, taking advantage of Fengshui by being surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Prince Jing's Mansion is such a huge and luxurious building.

It was all because at the critical juncture of seizing the throne, this Prince Jing, as the current emperor's youngest younger brother, chose to stand by his side very resolutely and resolutely.

In the end, he won a life of prosperity, wealth and style, and became a prince who was close to home with more money and less work.

At this moment, in the gazebo next to the lake in the backyard of Prince Jing's mansion, the second prince took off the unicorn shoes embroidered with gold rims that he was wearing specially made by the imperial merchants and put them aside at will, and sat barefoot in a slack posture. On the ground, looking at the book with "Infernal Affairs" printed in his hand.

Picking off the grapes in the exquisite blue and white porcelain plate in the pavilion and putting them in his mouth, the juice burst and his tongue exploded, exclaiming from time to time, making no secret of his extreme love for this book that has been listed as a banned book by the imperial court.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the books in his hands are already wrinkled and look quite old.

That's because he would take this book with him wherever he went, and read every page carefully in his spare time.

In addition to "Infernal Affairs", which makes it impossible to guess where the ending turns, his favorite is "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which is full of supreme resourcefulness and confrontation everywhere.

Over the years, I have often read and studied, and I have benefited a lot.

For this talented and ambitious second prince, the biggest emotion is that he has never been able to find a reliable adviser comparable to Zhuge Liang who can advise him.

Until he discovered Fan Zui, a strange person in the world who simultaneously wrote "Infernal Affairs" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" under a pseudonym, as well as "36 Strategies".

From that moment on, he had already made up his mind to learn from Liu Bei in the Three Kingdoms and Gu Maolu, no matter how much it cost, he would take this person under his command for his own use.

With the help of this person, whether it is strategy or power inside and outside the court, he will have a great improvement, and even completely crush the leading power in the Eastern Palace today.

Therefore, on the second day after learning that Fan Zui had entered Beijing, he ran into Fan Zui at Niulan Street, the only way Fan Zui would pass back home.

Although they just met each other in a hurry, it is not considered as strangers.

When they met for the first time, Fan Zui seriously injured Xie Bi'an, the leader of his eight generals, and he might have to lie on the bed for ten and a half months before he could get out of bed and move around a little.

Afterwards, he was even willing to give up the property in his hand, Zuixianju, but he would not take any money.

"A good book, a good book, a rare book!"

The second prince stood up and danced excitedly after seeing the wonderful thing, without the slightest sense that as a prince, he should be well-behaved.

This is the biggest difference between him and the prince.

If two people are eating at the same table, the difference is obvious at first glance.

As if thinking of something that was quite annoying, he suddenly put away the strange book in his hand, looked at the person standing outside the pavilion and frowned and asked:

"Go and see what's going on in the front hall personally. Why hasn't Fan Zui started writing poetry yet?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, General Fan was late because he was stuck in traffic with Minister of Rites Guo Youzhi on Niulan Street, and now he had a quarrel with the editor of the East Palace, so he hadn't written a poem yet. .”

One of the eight generals held a sword in his hand and performed the salute respectfully, and roughly reported to the master what happened in the front hall.

After understanding what was going on, the second prince slapped the book in his hand on the stone table carved from the high-quality stone carried from the West Sea in the gazebo, and with a bit of anger at whom he didn't know, he said:
"Guo Baokun? That Eastern Palace was written by a sixth-rank editor? Who gave him the guts to dare to challenge a powerful second-rank general with 50 troops in his hand?"

After finishing speaking, he plucked two grapes from the blue and white porcelain on the stone table and ate them, then added the grape seeds and said to himself:
"How dare I delay my waiting for a long time and still not see the famous poems that have been passed down through the ages. I really deserve to be killed. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to beat and beat this little Donggong compilation, otherwise I really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

"Your Highness, it is better to leave this matter to me, and His Highness will be satisfied."

A general of the Eight Schools who saw the opportunity and wanted to make contributions stepped forward to ask for his order.

He didn't have any of the eighteen weapons listed in his hand, but only had a tattered canvas medicine bag hanging around his waist.

The second prince picked up the book on the stone table again and read it carefully, waved his hand casually and said:
"There's no rush for this matter. Let's see how I meet Fan Zui after the poetry meeting today. You should pay more attention to the situation in the front hall.

Once Fan Zui writes any poems, be sure to send them to me as soon as possible.

You don't have to wait for him to finish writing everything before sending it, you can just dictate sentence by sentence to convey. "

"Yes!"

He glanced at the book in his hand and was about to immerse himself in it again, when he suddenly raised his head and asked:
"How did I ask you to find eighteen beauties?"

The Eight Generals in charge of this matter meant that he was a person with a delicate mind who was responsible for dealing with these trivial but indispensable important matters. He took a step forward and said respectfully:

"Returning to Your Highness, follow His Highness's [-] kinds of requirements that are not repeated but also have their own styles. So far, only ten have been found. Please wait a little later, Your Highness, and I will definitely be able to handle this matter." Live up to His Majesty's trust."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the second prince slightly raising his hand, and said:

"I carefully thought about Fan Zui's behavior style all the time. Although he likes beautiful women extremely, he even has a lofty ideal of wanting to collect beautiful women from all over the world and become a beauty collector.

However, if I really gave him eighteen beauties who are different from each other and overwhelm the country, it would seem a little vulgar, and he might not like such a gift.

So, put this plan on hold for now, let's talk about it later. "

"Yes!"

When the thoughtful General of the Eight Families responded to the order, he was thinking in his heart, are you really sure that General Fan doesn't like such a gift?

Front hall.

At the poetry meeting.

Fan Zui suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand and got up from his seat, walked to the desk placed in the middle of the aisle, picked up the pen and began to write, ignoring everyone's surprised eyes.

"Mr. Fan, what are you?"

Li Hongcheng, Prince Jing's son, was also quite puzzled when he saw this, and asked inexplicably.

Fan Zui picked up the brush and simply dyed some ink in the ink pool, then started to write a poem, saying:

"Today's poetry meeting didn't see a talented woman like my sister who met my beauty collection standards. I was in a bad mood and didn't have such a shitty mood to brew poetry, so I just copied two other people's poems to make up for it.

If within a day after I finish writing, someone else can write better poems than these two, I will lose the bet just now. "

Brother, what do you mean by this...

Ruoruo's calm heart once again set off a turbulent wave because of a simple sentence, and her whole body was numb and hot.

But his face was as calm as possible, because he couldn't let other people find out.

But because of this, his heart was even more messy.

Suddenly, I found that this kind of feeling like cheating is so exciting...

(End of this chapter)