After rebirth, I became the stupid son of the Hou family

Seeing Jiang Chen being so excited by the Xiliang Prince, he immediately wanted to compare poems with Yu Shinan.

The frightened prince quickly grabbed him and said:

"Don't be fooled by the prince of Xiliang. He just wants to make you look bad and then humiliate you. Didn't you see the poem that the old master just wrote? How can an inexperienced young man like you go? Compare with him. I advise you to leave now, it’s still too late, I will handle the rest for you, leave this place to me, you can leave quickly.”

As soon as the prince finished speaking, Hu Gao, who was standing aside, winked at his son Hu Peng.Hu Peng walked up to him and said:

"Prince, you can't let him go. It was him who promised the Prince of Xiliang to compare poems just now. If you let him go now, this is called running away. Even if you say it, it will be easy to say. You can't give it. Those Xirong people are telling the truth and saying that our dynasty is not true to its word. How can this be done? We have to compete anyway. We can't just run away without a song. Isn't this a disgrace to our Xuanwu dynasty? Come on, come on , you sit down and write, and I will grind the ink and spread the paper for you."

The prince knew that this Hu Peng had no good intentions. He just wanted to make Jiang Chen look embarrassed in public.But in front of so many people, it's hard to force anything.

Now the arrow is on the string, and it will be impossible if it is not fired.Fortunately, Jiang Chen is an unknown young man, so it is not a shame to lose to the old master opposite him.

The ministers in the court were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.I wish I could write it for Jiang Chen, but Prince Xiliang just wants to take revenge on the young man in front of me. If he doesn't let go of the bad breath in his heart, I'm afraid this matter won't be over.

It's not too late to make plans after Jiang Chen is defeated.

Also worried about Jiang Chen was Princess Mo Yue across from him. From time to time, she used the corner of her eyes to look at Jiang Chen across from him.

Although today is their first meeting, they can meet him here again by chance.Her eyes would still be attracted to him from time to time.She didn't want the Master to be embarrassed in front of everyone, and she didn't want Jiang Chen to be embarrassed in front of the Master.Her tangled heart made her restless. She looked at her mentor, the old master, and then kept looking at Jiang Chen.

At this moment, the old master finished writing a new piece of work.

Prince Xiliang couldn't wait to show it in front of everyone.His arrogant attitude made people in the Xuanwu Dynasty even more uncomfortable.

Just when everyone was commenting on the old master's poems, they all gave praise.Jiang Chen had already memorized the time for Su Shi's bright moon.

When Hu Peng, who was standing by, took the poem written by Jiang Chen into his hand.He looked at Jiang Chen from top to bottom in surprise again. He didn't believe that this poem was written by the young man in front of him.

If he hadn't been here and watched Jiang Chen write it with his own eyes, he would have thought that this poem should have been written by an old gentleman with literary skills.

The more he looked at Jiang Chen, the more he felt like he had seen the young man in front of him somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

While he was in a daze holding Jiang Chen's poems in one hand, the Prince of Xiliang across from him had already seen him holding a piece of paper written by Jiang Chen and staring at Jiang Chen in a daze.

Needless to say, he could guess that it must be Jiang Chen's poetry that he couldn't get his hands on, so he refused to read it out loud for so long.

He stepped forward and snatched the poem from Hu Peng's hand, and read it loudly to everyone:

When will the bright moon come? I will drink wine and ask the sky. I don’t know the palace in the sky, what year it is now and then.I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm still afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It's too cold at high places. I dance to clear my shadow. It's not like I'm in the human world, turning around the Zhu Pavilion...

As soon as he read this, the old master couldn't sit still in his seat. He stood up, went straight to Prince Xiliang, grabbed the paper from his hand, and continued to read:

Leaning low against the door, the light is sleepless, and there should be no hatred. When we grow up, we will be reunited. People will have joys and sorrows, and the moon will be round and missing. This matter is difficult to do in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away.

When he was reading this poem, the whole audience was silent, and everyone was immersed in the beautiful artistic conception of the poem.

When the old master finished reading, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

He didn't believe that such a good poem was written by the young man in front of him.

But no matter how you look at it, you feel that it is a bit incredible that he can write such beautiful poems at his age.

Not to mention him, even the prince couldn't believe that what happened in front of him was actually true.

The Prince of Xiliang immediately walked up to Jiang Chen and said to him sternly:

"Did you copy someone else's poem? With your age and experience, how could this poem be written by you?"

Jiang Chen was still writing, but when he saw Prince Xiliang asking him this question, he even said to him angrily:

"Your Highness, don't talk nonsense. Which one of your eyes can see that it was not written by me? Do you think what I wrote is pretty good? Is it because I offended you, so you are jealous of the virtuous and capable? I didn't even write the first chapter. The power of poetry is gone.”

When the prince of Xiliang saw that Jiang Chen showed no mercy to him, he said to him:

"One poem doesn't mean anything at all. Unless you write a few more, I won't believe you are plagiarizing."

When Jiang Chen heard what he said, he secretly chuckled in his heart.Let alone a few poems, even if he were asked to write dozens of poems, he would be able to do it all.

While he was talking, he also wrote out Xin Qiji's Sapphire Case in an instant.

When the poem was passed to Yu Shinan, everyone crowded up to watch it and saw him reading it out loud.

The Sapphire Case, New Year’s Eve

The east wind leaves thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.BMW engraved cars on the road.The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

Moth snow willow golden strands.The laughter is full of fragrance.The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.

After reading it, Yu Shinan was completely immersed in the artistic conception of the poem and kept repeating it. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but when he looked back at dusk, he found that person in the dim light.

He chanted it over and over again, while silently returning to his seat, picking up what he had written on the desk, and immediately tore it into pieces.

Princess Moyu rushed over and said to him:

"Master, you can't tear it up. This is a poem that has been a reflection of your hard work. How could you destroy it?"

The old master said dejectedly:

"Do I call this poetry? It's useless for you to call me master, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I can't even compare to a young man, so what's the use of keeping these poems. Mo Yue, I want to go back, let's go."

Prince Xiliang came over and said to Yu Shinan:

"Master, what are you doing now? He only wrote two poems and you gave up. You can't compromise so easily, otherwise you will lose the face of us Xiliang people. You have written countless works in your life, and you should have stayed in Xiliang well. Liang, I invited you here, all the way to the Xuanwu Dynasty. I originally wanted to make you famous, but who knew that your reputation would be in jeopardy. Don’t worry, I will save the situation for you. .”

Yu Shinan immediately stopped his actions and said to him:

"Your Highness, I know you are thinking about me. You don't know that writing poems and essays requires talent. After I read the two poems he just wrote, I will never write again. I am ashamed of myself. Not as good as that."

His Royal Highness the Prince said to the emotional old master:

"Master, you can't give up on yourself and belittle yourself like this. I will definitely earn this face back for you."