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Sooner or later, you will be pushed down and used as a butt pusher...

Zhang Zhiyan snorted, looking like he was angry, and ran towards the forbidden area crying.

Sir, madam, I am so angry with those little bitches again, I need a kiss to calm down...

Zhou Mingxuan had a hard time holding back his laughter.

Happy.

What a palace fight drama!

Naturally, he wouldn't care about the overt and covert fights between women. As long as they didn't go too far, he would let them do it.

The power around you must be fought for, and you must fight to get more and enjoy more.

This is the way of the superior, and it is extremely applicable in any field.

Of course, you have to be able to grasp this yourself.

Like him, the great master's power can directly sweep away all dissatisfaction with the harem.

If you don’t have the ability to dominate everything, don’t do it easily. Otherwise, it will easily lead to the “harem interfering in politics and seizing power”. It’s hard to say that you will have to drink a glass of poisonous wine...

Chapter 51 Fan County enters the game

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After celebrating more than one year, Nanqing.

Li Hongcheng, the eldest son of Prince Jing, couldn't help but speculate on the second prince's intentions.

He, the dignified Prince Jing, needs to personally test an unknown person?

Fan County?

Li Hongcheng frowned and thought.

Man, he's already invited.

Fan County is not unknown in Kyoto, it is a little famous, but the dignitaries in Kyoto basically treat it as a joke.

It was on that day that people in Shengjing Street praised Fan County for a while.

Is it possible...

Shaking his head, Li Hongcheng did not dare to think about it further. In his opinion, the second prince, who had suppressed the prince from beginning to end, was the one who had the best chance of ascending to the throne.

There was just one thing he couldn't figure out.

Why did Guo Baokun come to join in the fun?

On the day of the poetry meeting, Fan County Diaoerlang took Fan Ruoruo out.

He can be said to be very proud of himself now. Since that day when people praised his Red Mansion, Liu Ruyu rarely "gets angry"!

This discovery made Fanxian simply ecstatic.

What does this represent?

It means that the big BOSS who used to suppress him so much that he couldn't breathe also has something to be wary of!

Although the person's arrival that day was an accident, it also allowed Fan County to find a way to temporarily deal with Liu Ruyu.

reputation!

Having a reputation means that you are standing under people's sight, and it means that you are at the forefront of the storm. Even Liu Ruyu needs to stay away from the limelight for a while!

Therefore, when Prince Jing invited him to participate in a poetry gathering, he agreed without saying a word.

Maybe, he could also see if among the girls participating in the poetry meeting, there was the gentle woman he fell in love with at first sight.

"Young Master Fan."

Li Hongcheng greeted him at the door with a smile, which greatly increased Fan County's goodwill.

High status and good character are really rare in this feudal dynasty.

The two of them walked into the small courtyard of the poetry club talking and laughing. When they saw the beautiful figures behind the translucent curtain, Fan Xian's eyes lit up, but he didn't want to be too abrupt. With the curtain there, Fan Xian It’s not easy to go over and recognize each other.

Just as I was feeling regretful here, many so-called talented people came to greet me warmly.

Of course, there are also those who are dissatisfied.

Fan Xian didn't pay much attention to them, but it was someone who was calmly drinking tea that caught his attention.

This man is quite graceful.

After asking others, I learned that this person was Guo Baokun, one of the ministers of the Ministry of Rites. No wonder.

Perhaps noticing Fan Xian's gaze, Guo Baokun raised his glass.

"Master Fan, I have heard about the talent for a long time. Guo family, Guo Baokun, I am polite."

Fan County's pupils shrank and he found that the small courtyard that was a little lively just now suddenly became quiet. Even Prince Jing was silent.

Under his father's reminder, he had known for a long time that Li Hongcheng was a disciple of the second prince. It was not that he wanted to take sides, but he was just more careful about court issues.

The same toast was given.

"You're welcome, Mr. Guo. I've always heard that Mr. Guo is very talented. Please..."

"Humph!!"

Someone couldn't sit still.

"How can a mere illegitimate child deserve to be compared with Mr. Guo?"

The person who spoke out was none other than He Zongwei, a talented scholar from Kyoto.

He Zongwei had found a way to climb the ladder of power. When he saw Guo Baokun nodding to him, he even bowed, which made many people who participated in the poetry meeting feel uncomfortable.

Fan Xian also frowned and was unhappy, but he didn't say much.

Guo Baokun...what does this mean?

When he found out that Guo Baokun was standing by and watching, Fan County had a lot of thoughts on his mind and was not willing to believe that this extraordinary Mr. Guo could be a despicable person who let dogs bite people.

Of course, you can’t judge people by their superficial appearance.

After glancing at He Zongwei, who was full of indignation and looked like he was loyal to protect his master, Fan County had an idea.

Play with them!

"Oh? Who are you?"

"I am He Zongwei!"

His voice was high, for fear that others would not be able to hear his name.

"Ok?"

Fan Xian sneered. He was a fool and didn't even know he was being used as a weapon. He waved his hand as if he didn't bother arguing with an unknown person. The obvious contempt he showed made He Zongwei's head heat up with anger.

"Fan County! I heard that your Red Mansion was mentioned by heavenly beings, and today we are taking advantage of the Prince's Poetry Recital, why don't you let us see your talent and learn it?"

Before Fan County could respond, He Zongwei cut the poem first and played it later, taking out the poem he had prepared early.

Looking east to the bank of clouds and sky, white clothes are stepping on the frost and cold.

There is no way to be alone and far away, and there are green mountains to see each other off.

"Not bad, really good!"

"As expected of Mr. He, this poem is quite talented!"

"When writing about scenes, Mr. He has more than just talent."

Some people kept nodding and praising it. This poem was indeed quite good.

Even Fan County was slightly surprised.

I thought this guy was just a groveling villain, but I didn't expect him to be quite capable.

The prince also nodded in praise, glanced at Guo Baokun calmly, and found that this person seemed to have not heard anything.

Narrowing his eyes, the Crown Prince looked at Mr. Guo with admiration. No wonder His Highness the Second Prince never forgot about him...

He Zongwei proudly showed the rice paper with the poem written on it to everyone, and walked twice in front of Fan County.

"Master Fan, how do you like this poem of mine? Please give it a try!"

Fan Xian's face turned dark.

He couldn't stand anyone pretending to be 13 in front of him.

After all, Liu Ruyu, the mysterious old man, the Shengjing Street Celestial Being, and the Emperor all pretended to be 13 in front of him.

Moreover, when someone pretends to be 13, he can only watch, and he has to be kneaded and squashed by various bosses.

Of course, I'm a big boss, so I can just pretend, but you, a little brat, want to show off in front of me?

"Haha... I was still a little arrogant when I wrote this poem. Did you ever think at that time that you would now want to be someone else's guest, flattering and trying to survive?"

He Zongwei's face froze with pride, it was obvious that he had been poked in a sore spot, which made Fan County extremely happy.

Well, what does it mean for a dignified time traveler to always be pretended to be by others?

Today I found a chance to pretend to be back for him!

He snorted and waved his hand.

"Bring me the paper!"

The servants quickly arranged the arrangements, and the prince came closer, wanting to take a closer look. After all, he wanted to see if the person named by the second prince had real talents.

He glanced vaguely at Guo Baokun, still indifferent.

I can hold my breath.

After taking two sips of fine wine, Fanxian immediately wrote an impassioned song about "climbing high" like a flying phoenix.

The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in the desert.

The endless fall of the trees, the endless Yangtze River rolling in.

"Good poetry! Good poetry!"

"There is so much coming from the Yangtze River!"

"Master Fan is truly outstanding in literary talent!"

"It's just that the wording is a bit..."

"It's no big deal! It's rare to have such literary talent!"

Deng Gao, Du Fu's work, is certainly a good poem.

Fan Xian's eyes were dishonest. After he came out, the girls couldn't sit still and ran out to watch.

It's a pity that the girl is not here and does not seem to be here to participate in the poetry meeting.

Chapter 52 If I come——

Unable to find the girl, Fan County deliberately looked at Guo Baokun's location, but she had disappeared.

Apart from being depressed, I am also confused.

After the poetry meeting, he wanted to leave but accidentally met the second prince, so he could only let Fan Ruoruo go back early.

Looking at Fan Xian's leaving figure, the second prince was thoughtful. On the side, Xie Bian held the hilt of his sword tightly.

"Your Highness, do you want me to..."

"...No, let's wait and see what my brother, the prince, and Guo Baokun are planning to do."

The second prince is not anxious at all. Now that everyone is standing at the same height, he is just very afraid of Guo Baokun.

Moreover, I have Xie Bian beside me, and the prince has Guo Baokun beside me. They are both civil and military, and they seem to have profound meanings. Could it be that the gods and others have thought of this a long time ago?

He felt more and more that the gods were so unpredictable and so far-sighted in their plans that the second prince did not dare to go deeper.

On the other side, Fan County was speechless.