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The fireworks at Huayan Bridge are really beautiful. Although many people came to see them secretly, because of Xia Houzhe's fierce reputation, they only dared to look at it.

After watching the fireworks, the two of them strolled back to the venue. The riding and archery competition was over, and what was going on now was the literary test hosted by the third prince.

The focus of this essay test is to have fun with the people. There is nothing too particular about it. It is just that everyone is asked to write poems with the theme of Yuan Ri, and they will submit them for evaluation after they are finished.

When the two came back, several great Confucian scholars were discussing the rankings. As the host, the third prince, although he did not participate in the selection, would still compose poems impromptu during the halftime.

Looking at the third prince who was surrounded by the crowd, who was waving his hair, Twelve who didn't know when came over said: "My lord, are you not going to participate?"

Su Mu was looking there with great interest, but couldn't help laughing after hearing this sentence: "I don't know how to write poetry."

Twelve scratched his head, a little puzzled: "You can write..."

"twelve."

Twelve immediately responded.

Xia Houzhe said calmly: "You talk too much."

Su Mu looked at the two of them, and moved the corner of his mouth: "Oh."

At this moment, the third prince's poem had been written and was being held up by two eunuchs to show to everyone.

"Okay! Use the dictionary elegantly but still interesting, start a sentence without saying a word but..."

"I only love the jaw couplet. I wonder if you guys can find out that there is a transformation here..."

"The last sentence is well concluded, and it is good because it is exhaustive and meaningful."

Almost as soon as I saw the poem, there was an endless stream of praise around me. It seemed that even the paper on which the poem was written was better than other places.

Xia Houzhe took Su Mu to a relatively open place, and Jia Jiu popped up from the side, saying in a low voice, "It's done."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piercing voice suddenly sounded from the crowd who were still flattering: "Ah! This... isn't the third prince's poem Yue Tanhua's new work?"

The crowd fell silent. Some people were like chickens with their necks stuck, their mouths wide open but unable to make a sound.

"Nonsense! This is clearly what the Third Prince did just now!"

"Exactly, Mr. Liu, you must have drunk too much and remembered wrongly."

As soon as someone speaks, they immediately follow up to condemn, and in a few words, they must be qualified.

However, Mr. Liu was really stubborn. He seemed to be unable to understand the face of the third prince who was about to change color, and he directly took a person's hand: "Brother Wang, you were there that day. Isn't this poem written by Yue Tanhua on the wall of the restaurant?" That one?"

Brother Wang, who was held by him, was full of embarrassment, looking at the third prince for a while, and looking at him for a while, mumbling what he was talking about.

Seeing him like this, Master Liu became anxious. He let go of his hands and turned around, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he quickly pushed aside the crowd and waved: "Brother Li! Brother Li!"

Li Songhe, who was following the servant of the Ministry of Rites from a distance, heard someone calling him, looked up, and smiled reflexively: "Master Liu..."

Before waiting for him to be courteous, Master Liu hurried over and pulled him back: "Don't you like Yue Tanhua's poem the most? Come, come, see if he wrote this poem."

Li Songhe trotted after him, a little confused: "That song?"

Mr. Liu pushed through the crowd and found that the two eunuchs were putting away the poems, he quickly stopped: "Stop!"

Someone beside him smoothed things over: "Master Liu, you really misremembered, forget it, today is a good day, His Highness doesn't care about you anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Lord Liu's face flushed immediately: "Nonsense! We literati value reputation the most, and the figure of the Third Highness must have been stolen by Yue Linxi without knowing where it came from. We must get it today." Understand clearly, we must not let His Highness bear the stigma!"

Li Songhe was shocked when he heard Yue Linxi's name, but when he met the sullen third prince in the crowd, he immediately became nervous.

Gao Yu stood at the top, scanned the crowd, and found that there were many people with averted eyes, so he knew it in his heart.

...Yue Linxi.

"This poem was made casually by Gu a few years ago. Today, I suddenly remembered it and wrote it in response to the occasion. What? Could it be that Yue Tanhua and Gu Xin have a heart-to-heart connection?"

Lord Liu immediately continued: "This is absolutely impossible. It must have been spread out after you finished writing it, Your Highness. Somehow, it was seen by Yue Linxi, and he took it as his own with a calm face."

As he spoke, he pushed Li Songhe: "Brother Li, take a look, does this poem look familiar?"

Li Songhe's mouth was a little bitter, he sneered: "Caomin don't know which song you are talking about."

Lord Liu took two steps forward, and snatched the paper from the eunuch without hesitation: "Here, it's the one that wrote Yuan Ri."

Li Songhe looked at the black and white words in front of him, and saw the third prince's gloomy eyes from the corner of his eye. He didn't know what went wrong.It wasn't this song that was presented last night...

Gao Yu said coldly: "Today is the first day, so it is not appropriate to pursue it, but this matter will definitely be thoroughly investigated."

The people around responded quickly, and Master Liu said specially: "Your Highness is indeed kind, but I am not ashamed to be with those who plagiarize. I hope His Highness will investigate thoroughly as soon as possible, and report to His Majesty to take away his fame!"

Li Songhe was a little apprehensive, and couldn't help but said: "Isn't it..."

"Of course!" Master Liu reprimanded: "Brother Li is confused, seizing someone's work is like killing his parents, it's just taking his fame, which is too light."

Those who are around at the moment are either civil servants or talented scholars with literary names.Hearing Mr. Liu's words, although some felt it was too extreme, most of them still agreed.After all, what a literati needs to live and work is their works.

Gao Yu's face became more and more ugly, he waved his long sleeves: "Okay."

Those who were discussing around immediately fell silent.

Li Songhe couldn't help panicking, he looked at the roll of paper in Lord Li's hand, although he didn't know why the third prince wrote this poem, but his intuition told him - there was trouble.

"Hey, what's the matter, why is it so lively?" A proud voice suddenly sounded from the outside.

After the crowd turned around, they saluted one after another: "See Your Highness the Second Highness."

Dressed in riding attire and carrying a whip, the second prince Gao Bin seemed to have just come down from the hunting ground. He approached along the road that was let out, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter, third brother, I heard you from a long distance away." There's a lot of noise here. Is there something you can't do as the master? Don't be afraid, tell Brother Huang, Brother Huang will help you deal with it."

The moment Gao Bin appeared, Gao Yu's face returned to calm, and he bowed his hands and saluted: "The second emperor brother was joking about the words there, this is the poetry club, and there will be any ministers who can't do the master's things there. But some It's a trivial matter, but it's hard for Second Emperor Brother, you are so far away, and you can still hear small movements here."

Gao Bin waved his hand: "Hey, third brother, don't be polite to the emperor, the father has always taught us to be brothers and sisters, so if you have anything to say, just say it.

In fact, I heard about it when I came here. It seems that the Xinke Tanhua's name is Yue... Hey, what is the name of Mr. Yue's son? "

The entourage behind him immediately whispered: "Yue Linxi."

"That's right, that Yue Linxi, he turned out to be a fame seeker, and even stole it from you, third brother. This is simply unforgivable!"

Gao Yu showed a lenient expression: "Second Brother, you are serious. Yue Tanhua is young and has a long history of family education. I believe that he must have just lost his memory for a while and used the poems he had read."

As he said that, he looked around: "Everyone is a person who has read a lot of poetry and books. You should all understand that if you read too many books, you will easily get confused with each other. But a small matter, today is the first day of the year... Really No need to delve into it."

Hearing these words, some literati were very moved and couldn't help but say: "Your Highness is truly generous, he is really a role model for my generation."

Gao Yu humbly declined again and again, and the others praised him even more.

The second prince stood around and watched for a while, didn't speak, just casually played with the whip in his hand.

When those people came to an end, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Tsk tsk, everyone, it's really a pity that you don't come to the lonely barracks to be horsemen."

Gao Yu's face turned cold, and those who reacted also stopped talking with different expressions.

Gao Bin said: "Third Brother, don't blame Brother Huang for meddling in his own business, Gu also cares about you, so——I went and invited Yue Tanhua over. Huh?"

He turned his head and asked the attendants beside him: "It's almost time to arrive."

"It should be soon, ah, General, that's it."

Gao Yu and Li Songhe both changed their expressions at the same time, but Gao Yu was more ashamed and angry, while Li Songhe was more afraid.

Yue Linxi followed the others, his face full of inexplicable expressions.He never liked to be in the limelight, so he didn't come to the poetry meeting, but talked with his mother beside him.

When someone said that he was summoned by the order of the third prince, he was very puzzled, but when he went to ask, he could only prevaricate, saying that he would know when he went.

Li Songhe followed the guidance of the second prince's attendant, only then did he notice Yue Linxi who was walking towards here.

On a very cold day, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.Almost at the same time when he saw the person, he immediately jumped out of the crowd and said loudly: "Yue Tanhua, why are you so confused...ah!"

"Snapped!"

"Hold him alone!" The second prince whipped his horsewhip, and the people behind him immediately stepped forward to restrain Li Songhe.

Gao Yu was taken aback, he took two steps back and said angrily, "Gao Bin! What the hell are you trying to do!"

The second prince frowned: "Third brother, what are you in a hurry for? This untouchable has a problem at first glance. Brother Huang is helping you, lest you be fooled by them."

Gao Yu pushed away the subordinate who was helping him, gritted his teeth and said, "I am in charge of the poetry meeting, and I will handle the affairs here. It's better for Second Emperor Brother not to be too fussy!"

Gao Bin sneered: "I'm so troublesome? If you weren't good at handling things, would you need me to be so troublesome? Hold your sword!"

"Here!"

"Go, go and ask Yue Tanhua what's going on. Why did you make the lonely third brother so anxious?"

"Gao Bin!" Gao Yu's face was completely gloomy, and he looked at the second prince: "Today is a happy day, and I was thinking of calming things down, so as not to make my father angry. But you are so aggressive..."

He moved his eyes to Yue Linxi who was full of bewilderment, and stared at him deeply: "Then Gu, I can only come to punish Yue Tanhua's crime."