"You don't know?" Fan Jian looked at Fan Xian's surprised face and asked.

"Yes, I... Oh, this is not an important thing. What happened to Fan Sizhe?" Although Fan Xian was surprised that Wang Yue, a guy who obviously came from time and space like him, turned out to be a count, but he was born with this

He wasn't interested, so he let go of his surprise and asked about Fan Sizhe who was kneeling outside.

Fan Jian could only sigh helplessly when he saw that Fan Xian was completely uninterested in the national struggle and didn't care about Wang Yue's identity. He looked like he was exactly the same as his mother.

Then the two of them had an in-depth discussion on Fan Sizhe's issue for a long time, which ended with Fan Jian giving in and "pushing Pai Gow" with Fan Sizhe.

As for Wang Yue, he went back to his own house directly after leaving Fan Mansion. There were no servants in the courtyard yet, and it was deserted. Wang Yue sat there for a while and felt bored, so he went straight back to the back room, meditating cross-legged, doing exercises and regulating his breath. In the blink of an eye,

One night passed like this.

next day

Wang Yue left the palace, called a carriage, and went directly to Prince Jing's Mansion. Although he didn't know why Prince Jing invited him to participate in the poetry meeting, he was a good student after all, and it was easy to memorize a few poems.

, but I have nothing to fear, just go and kill some time.

…

"Master Wang! Please come this way!" When they arrived at Prince Jing's Mansion, Prince Jing was quite polite and personally led Wang Yue to his seat.

It was this title that made Wang Yue really helpless. Even though he had left Shangjing on the day he was granted the title, why was the name of Count of Northern Qi spread throughout the world, even in Nanqing and the capital?

There were many people who came early to participate in the poetry meeting this time. When I saw a new face suddenly coming, I didn't take it seriously at first and just thought it was a grassroots talent.

But when he saw Prince Jing greeting him in person and calling him "Sir", he started to take it seriously. At the same time, he thought to himself, had he not heard that any of the noble families in Kyoto had died? How could such a young lord appear?

?

Although they don’t know what kind of noble Wang Yue is, it does not affect everyone’s desire to have a good relationship with him. After all, nobles are nobles, and official positions are easy to obtain but hard to obtain. Therefore, everyone came up to greet him one after another, saying, "Wang Yue."

Sir".

But everyone prides themselves on being talented people, so no one can take the opportunity to ask Wang Yue what title he has and where he lives. Under such circumstances, no one can know that Wang Yue is actually an earl of another country. Suddenly

We actually had a lot of fun talking.

Many people who came over later saw a circle of people milling around the unfamiliar face of Wang Yue. After some inquiring, they found out that Wang Yue was actually a mysterious man with such high status that even Prince Jing wanted to greet him in person.

Sir, they all came up to greet him warmly, and talked loudly with Wang Yue. Only Guo Baokun, the "general talent", and He Zongwei, the dog-legger who had already surrendered to him, sat alone, looking like they were not in line with the world.

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When Fan Xian arrived, what he saw was Wang Yue chatting and laughing with a group of Kyoto talents. He was surprised and walked over to Wang Yue and asked, "Isn't Brother Wang a frequent visitor to this poetry gathering?"

When Wang Yue heard this, he clasped his fists at him and said, "No, no, this is my first time here."

When the group of talented people around Wang Yue saw that Wang Yue had met another new face, and had a sharp eye to discover that Fan Xian was also personally introduced by Prince Jing, they wanted to talk to Fan Xian again.

But before everyone could come forward, Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites, stepped forward and stood in front of Fan Xian. It seemed that there was a conflict between the two, and everyone hesitated. After all, Guo Baokun was the son of the Minister of Rites, and he was not the son of the Minister of Rites.

They can afford to offend.

But when Guo Baokun finished speaking, he saw Fan Xian pull him away, throw him aside, and then directly opened the curtain on the opposite side that was used to cover the female family members. Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations, and the man who originally planned to talk to Guo Baokun was shocked.

Everyone he was chatting with immediately gave up their thoughts, bowed to Wang Yue and then dispersed.

However, what was even more unexpected was that after Fan Xian opened the curtain, not only did he not put it down, he even strode forward, turned around three times among the women's seats before coming out, and then walked to the seat next to Wang Yue in despair and sat down.

Down.

After Fan Xian sat down, Wang Yue also smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Brother Fan is also a sweetheart."

Fan Xian forced a smile after hearing Wang Yue's words, and said, "Brother Wang is not very funny. He didn't tell me that you are actually an earl."

Then Prince Jing appeared, sat on the throne, and announced the official start of the poetry meeting.

Then everyone started talking again, and finally Guo Baokun stepped forward and recited some of his favorite works.

Just when everyone was praising it, Fan Xian suddenly said: "It's not right, I won't say that. The whole article is just a pile of words without any intention."

At this moment, everyone looked at him again, and thinking of his rude behavior just now, they were even more disgusted with him.

Just when Guo Baokun and He Zongwei were about to counterattack, Prince Jing suddenly said: "Yesterday Wang Jueye's poems by Banque were truly extraordinary. The last sentence, 'When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will conquer countless people in the world.' It is even more intoxicating.

, why not take this opportunity today to complete it?"

Although everyone was very flattering to Wang Yue just now, they didn't know what his talent was. Now they were in an uproar when they heard Prince Jing's words: "When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will win against countless people in the world."

Fan Xian also looked at Wang Yue in surprise, and then raised his eyebrows at him. He had even copied the Dream of Red Mansions, so Wang Yue was not satisfied with this.

Wang Yue smiled softly after listening to Prince Jing's words and said: "Since His Highness the Prince has spoken, then Wang must obey his orders."

After saying that, he stood up and left his seat, came to Li Hongcheng, picked up his pen and started writing, but he also wrote out half of the words he had memorized before.

Not long after, Wang Yue put away his pen and stood up, while Li Hongcheng, the prince of Prince Jing, held up the paper with both hands and chanted: "Slim clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, Silver and Han are far away in darkness. When gold, wind and jade meet, they win.

But there are countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and we can bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on our way home. If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"

When Li Hongcheng finished reciting, everyone was silent, and the men all bowed their heads and chanted. Although they looked down on the love in it, they had to admire the talent contained in it.

The beauties on the other side of the curtain were all moved by it, and they all looked at Wang Yue through the curtain, their eyes full of affection.
Chapter completed!