"Isn't His Royal Highness the Eighth looking down on me and waiting?"

A slightly accusatory sentence in dissatisfaction interrupted the conversation between Zhao Hongrun and He Xinxian about the new science and technology examination.

"Why do you say that?"

Zhao Hongrun replied with a smile.

I saw that the scholar frowned and said: "The Yafeng Poetry Club does not care about the family, but only pays attention to literary style and morality, and comes and comes." …… When the inferior people saluted His Royal Highness Eighth as the prince, he stood up to greet him, but His Royal Highness Eighth did not say anything since he entered the palace, and he didn't even say a word to us, isn't this looking down on us? ”

Zhao Hongrun frowned and thought about it, and felt that the other party still had some truth, after all, because he was curious about the top three in the new science examination, he really only cared about talking to He Xinxian and ignored the others, so what this scholar said was not wrong.

But this kind of tone of asking the teacher made Zhao Hongrun very unhappy.

"What's your name?" Zhao Hongrun asked with a light smile.

The sixth prince, Zhao Hongzhao, frowned slightly, after all, "What is your name" This is not a polite question, according to common sense, Zhao Hongrun should say "Please ask the name of the next step" and other rhetoric of respecting the other party, not "What is your name".

No, the gentleman's eyes also showed a little annoyance, and he said indignantly: "In Xia Hesong." ”

He Xinxian probably heard about Zhao Hongrun's "great achievements" from his grandfather He Xiangxu, and hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "This son is the grandson of Lord He Meihe, the secretary of the ministry, and his temperament is not bad, His Royal Highness ......."

Zhao Hongrun nodded at He Xinxian kindly, and then smiled at Na He Song and said, "Okay, Master He." …… Does Gongzi He want me to apologize to you for what happened to Fang Cai? ”

He Song was stunned, he was dissatisfied that Zhao Hongrun only cared about chatting with He Xinxian and snubbed them, but he never thought of asking Zhao Hongrun to apologize to them, after all, no matter what he said, Zhao Hongrun was also a prince.

"There is no need to apologize......" He Song was shocked.

"Since that's the case......" Zhao Hongrun nodded, turned his head to He Xinxian again, and said with a smile: "He Gongzi, let's continue to talk." ”

While He Xinxian was dumbfounded, He Song was simply angry, pointing at Zhao Hongrun and speechless.

The sixth prince Hongzhao smiled bitterly and rubbed his forehead, although he knew that his eighth brother Hongrun was a person with a perverse temperament, but he really had a headache at this time.

"His Royal Highness is too deceitful!" He Song took a deep breath and said indignantly.

Zhao Hongrun was happy when he heard it, and said pretending to be puzzled: "Didn't Gongzi He say that he was not ready to let me apologize?" Isn't that what it is? You talk about yours, we talk about ours. Speaking of this, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said lightly: "Who to talk to, that is the freedom of His Highness, no one has any rules, His Highness must talk to you!" ”

"It's not ...... good"

The sixth prince, Zhao Hongzhao, immediately frowned, he had roughly understood the temperament of his eighth brother, and knew that once Zhao Hongrun used "His Royal Highness" instead of "I" to refer to himself, it meant that this eighth brother was already quite unhappy with the other party.

"If I had known this was the case, I should have introduced it first."

Zhao Hongzhao couldn't help but regret it a little, after all, he just saw Zhao Hongrun and He Xinxian talking about the top two scholars in the new science and technology examination, so he didn't interrupt out of courtesy, but he didn't expect something bad.

"Hongrun, Hongrun."

He hurriedly signaled his eighth brother frequently with his eyes, after all, he knew very well that once his eighth brother hated someone and wanted to take revenge, someone would definitely suffer, and the prince of the East Palace was a lesson from the past.

『……』

Glancing at the Sixth Emperor Brother, Zhao Hongrun snorted lightly and stopped talking, the right to sell the Sixth Emperor Brother a face.

And that He Song seemed to be shocked by Zhao Hongrun's last look, although his face was full of anger, he didn't have a seizure.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongzhao hurriedly said in a round game: "Actually, I didn't think it through, don't care." …… The original intention of the Yafeng Poetry Club was to exchange academics, learn and enjoy at the same time, and don't spoil the interest. As he spoke, he frequently glanced at the few young gentlemen in the seat who were well-connected.

One of the scholars understood, smiled and diverted the topic: "What His Royal Highness said is true." …… Speaking of which, His Royal Highness the Eighth came to my Yafeng Poetry Club today, which really surprised me and others. His Royal Highness Fang Cai talked to Brother He, and I can't wait to interject, it's a pity...... When I think back to the Duanyang Riwende Palace, the feat of the Eighth Highness is really amazing to my generation. ”

Zhao Hongrun knew that this scholar would be like this, it was for the sake of his sixth emperor brother's face, it didn't mean that he just snubbed the other party like that, and the other party really didn't care in his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun also arched his hand and asked politely, "What do you call my brother?" ”

The gentleman was stunned, and hurriedly replied: "I can't afford to be a brother of the Eighth Highness, and I am in Yang Yi." ”

"Brother Yang, don't blame me for being rude." Zhao Hongrun said with a smile.

That scholar Yang Yi saw that Zhao Hongrun treated him so politely, even if there was a slight grudge in his heart, it had already disappeared, and he waved his hand and said, "Where is it, if you want to blame Brother Xinxian, the building near the water will get the moon first." ”

"How can I be blamed for this?" He Xinxian pretended to be stunned and opened his mouth wide, and everyone laughed.

As the so-called sedan chair is carried by everyone, everyone at the banquet is polite, you are polite, I am polite, the little cold silence has long disappeared, and they even feel that this Eighth Highness is actually quite easy to get along with.

If you want to say that the only person in the banquet is sullen, I am afraid that the only one is He Song, this rising bird not only did not get the courtesy and attention he hoped for, but it seems that even his companions gradually stopped supporting his actions.

Jealous from the beginning of his heart, he couldn't help but interrupt the pursuit of Zhao Hongrun by his companion Yang Yi and others during the banquet, and sneered: "Tea time to memorize a book? Hum! Amusing! ”

"......" The atmosphere in the Yafeng Pavilion suddenly became awkward again.

This time, not only the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao was a little unswerving, but even the young scholars such as Yang Yi and He Xinxian during the banquet couldn't help but glance at He Song with dissatisfied eyes.

Thinking about it, it was not easy for them to bring back the atmosphere of the poetry meeting, and they hoped that the matter of Fang Cai would not be mentioned, but they didn't expect to be destroyed by He Song, how not to be annoyed?

"Brother He, His Royal Highness Eighth has a book of words in the East Palace on his back in the Wende Palace, this is something that we have seen, how can it be fake?" He Xinxian said dissatisfiedly.

"Hmph, you guys just had such a good conversation, you will naturally speak for him." He Song pursed his lips disdainfully.

"What about me?" Yang Yi frowned and said, "I have also seen it with my own eyes, and I can testify to this matter!" ”

"You ......"

He Song glanced at Yang Li, who had a good relationship with him on weekdays, and became more and more jealous in his heart, and said coldly: "Anyway, I didn't see it, I don't believe it!" …… Unless His Royal Highness the Eighth recites it again! ”

"What is your identity to ask the Eighth Prince to carry it for you again?"

During the banquet, all the scholars looked at He Song with strange expressions, some shook their heads, some sneered, and so on.

At this moment, in their hearts, although the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun did snub them when he first entered the palace, but after the reminder of the Sixth Prince, they had already corrected it, and they chatted with them quite speculatively, wouldn't it be good? Why do you want to be unforgiving?

Seeing that He Song picked up a book from his side and put it on the desk, looking at Zhao Hongrun as if provocatively, they secretly shook their heads in their hearts.

"How?" Looking at Zhao Hongrun, He Song said provocatively: "If the Eighth Highness can memorize it, I will admit that the Eighth Highness is well-read and strong, and the world is unparalleled!" ”

"Is your approval worthy?"

"Huh." Zhao Hongrun was happy when he heard this, and he felt a little funny. He shook his head and said lightly: "I never said that I could memorize a book, from beginning to end, I said that the new book compiled by the East Palace stole the work of the ancestor Anonymous." ”

"Look." Hearing this, He Song glanced at the partners at the banquet proudly.

It's a pity that He Xinxian, Yang Yi and others didn't say anything.

Donggong steals and deceives the king?

In their opinion, the words of this Eighth Highness are just deceiving people who don't know what to do. The dignified prince of the East Palace, is it necessary to do this kind of thing that will be criticized once it is leaked?

Obviously, the so-called stealing of the East Palace is nothing more than the Eighth Highness's rhetoric in order to cover up his amazing talent that he will never forget, and to counteract the prince of the East Palace.

Especially Yang Yi, He Xinxian and others, who were sitting at the table of the six princes that day, had witnessed the prince's criticism of the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun, and naturally understood why this eighth highness would throw out such a statement.

It's ridiculous that He Song thought he had caught the handle of the Eighth Emperor, and he was complacent there.

"It seems that seeing is believing may not be true, but I was quite surprised that His Highness the Sixth invited His Highness the Eighth to the Yafeng Poetry Club." He Song said unforgivingly.

The implication of what he said was "quite surprised" meant that Zhao Hongrun was not qualified to participate in the Yafeng Poetry Club.

"And what do you want?" Zhao Hongrun asked amusedly.

When He Song heard this, he said: "Don't you dare to try the literary style of His Eighth Highness!" ”

The Sixth Prince Zhao Hongzhao, Yang Yi, He Xinxian and others wanted to stop it, but when they heard He Song say this, they couldn't help but feel a little moved, because they were also very curious about whether Zhao Hongrun, the eighth prince who had always been tightly hidden, was actually a talented person with a full stomach.

After all, although He Song is proud, he does have real talent and learning.

However, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said, "It's not good." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the banquet couldn't help but be a little surprised: His Royal Highness actually confessed?

Before everyone came back to their senses, they saw Zhao Hongrun continue: "You ask and ask, it's nothing more than a poem to answer, nothing new, so let's ask you a few questions, if you can answer them, even if I lose, how about it?" ”

"It turns out that His Royal Highness the Eighth is to oppose the guest......

During the banquet, everyone suddenly had some expectations for the "novelty" that Zhao Hongrun was referring to.

It can be seen that He Song is indeed a scholar who is quite confident in his talents, and said coldly when he heard this: "Your Royal Highness is okay to ask, if you don't answer a question wrong, you will roll out of Yafeng Pavilion with your head in your arms, and from now on, there will be no more me He Song!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun's face showed a little inexplicable smile.

"Don't talk too much!"

"PS: Who voted so many 12,000 votes yesterday to make me ...... It's a strange itch.'"