The smooth and distant voice didn't seem to be mixed with any emotion, but if you listened carefully, it was not difficult to hear the half wisps of complexity and majesty rolled up in Ye Yuan's tone.

Jun Ruoxuan's expression moved slightly, his eyes looked at Ye Yuan leisurely, and he did not speak.

Jun Liyuan said calmly again: "What the national teacher said is true. Even if you are a servant, you should also obey the rules. And the Third Emperor Brother should not provoke others too much, this Feng'er girl is not a person of Fengyue, nor is it something that the Third Emperor Brother can provoke at will. ”

The warm and normal voice, mellow and natural, invisibly, is also mixed with a little undisguised advice.

Jun Ruoxuan hooked his lips and smiled, "The younger brother has no intention of provoking Miss Feng'er, but he is just curious about her." Since the eldest brother and the national teacher are all speaking for her, they have come to this point, and no matter how ignorant the younger brother is, he knows that this Feng'er girl can't be provoked at will. ”

His voice is slow, and in the midst of his hanging, the evil is fully revealed.

When these words fell, he began to raise his eyes to look at the high platform in the middle of the lake, and did not say anything more.

For a while, several people finally settled down.

Feng Zi's heart was also slightly relieved, and his eyes first looked at Jun Ruoxuan twice, and then finally fell on the high platform in the middle of the lake in front of him.

At this time, the surrounding painting boats and boats are gathered, noisy and complicated.

While everyone was shouting and cheering, on the huge high platform, an old man suddenly stepped in the middle of the high platform, and announced the beginning of the poetry conference with his throat, and then announced the rules of the poetry conference by the way.

This conference is just a lively activity that has risen among the people, and most of the judges of today's poetry club are gray-haired old scholars or famous folk poets.

The rules of the poetry conference are that the participants need to improvise a poem or write a lyric according to the theme of the judges, layer by layer, and finally, the last winner will be judged as the winner, so as to get a reward.

It was probably because the surroundings were too noisy, and the old man on the high platform was shouting loudly, and when he got behind, his voice was already hoarse.

Immediately, after the old man finished speaking and retreated from the high platform, even a few people quickly rushed to the high platform, claiming to fight poetry.

At this time, the dozen or so judges had already sat on the side of the high platform, and the old man at the front opened his lips and said with a little effort: "In the first game, with flowers as the theme, a poem will be written." ”

When the men heard this, they frowned and pondered, and in a short time, someone began to write on the long table and pen and ink that had been placed on the high platform.

For a while, the noise around him also subsided slightly, and the people on the railings or on the bow of the boat everywhere also raised their heads and looked at several men fighting poetry on the high platform, but did not make a sound.

Feng Zi raised her eyes, glanced at the few men on the high platform casually, and when she came back to her senses, she heard Jun Ruoxuan's voice just right, "Brother Emperor, National Teacher, you say, what is the reward given to the leader of this poetry conference this time?" ”

Jun Liyuan's face was calm and gentle, and he said calmly: "In the previous poetry conferences, the reward of the leader was the high-quality ink pen and inkstone, and the reward of this session should also be related to these pen and ink aspects. ”

Jun Ruoxuan chuckled lightly and said with a lack of interest: "It's boring like this." finally passed the level and became the leader, but got something useless. Speaking of which, these days, it is more practical to pay for silver, after all, those high-quality ink pens or inkstones are not worthy of food. ”

Probably because this was too straightforward and a little worldly, Jun Liyuan was stunned for a moment, and then pressed his heart for a while, and only said: "Most of the literati are elegant gentlemen, and they don't have too much copper smell on their bodies. Therefore, compared with gold and silver, the things of ink treasure may be more pleasing to them. ”

Jun Ruoxuan said slowly: "It's still the eldest brother who has a profile." It's just that there is a saying in the world, and the most useless is a scholar. Those literati who like to be vassally elegant and sad are not as good as ironclad warriors. After all, in this world, most of the literati are high-minded, and there are many who can't afford to eat. The martial arts are still ambitious, even if they are forced by reality to live in the market, but they can also support themselves on their own. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be slightly excited, raised his voice, and continued: "Yes, why is my Dazhao national strength inferior to that of my neighbors, it is precisely because there are too many literati and too few iron-blooded warriors, and the emperor's brother often advises his father to promulgate benevolent government and promote the imperial examination. ”

The lengthy words were said by him in a very ridiculous tone, and among the laziness and evil, there was also a bit of shocking boldness.

Feng Zi's pupils shrank, and he quickly glanced at Jun Ruoxuan, and then lowered his eyes, shocked.

I have to say that this Jun Ruoxuan's words and deeds are really arrogant and bold, and he keeps saying that the literati of the country are useless. If such a remark is heard by the Chinese courtiers, it will not set off a huge wave.

Moreover, as the heir of the queen, this Jun Ruoxuan is also the most capable and qualified person to compete with Jun Liyuan for the position of the East Palace, and now he suddenly said this, once it spreads, it will definitely lose the hearts of the people, and it will be completely unfavorable to him.

Yes, is this Jun Ruoxuan really stupid or fake stupid, or is he used to being arrogant and lascivious, and he has nothing to show but no brains, and he can't do big things?

His thoughts flipped over, and for a while, all kinds of doubts were boiling and surging in his heart.

Feng Zi frowned, her eyes full of complexity.

But at this moment, Ye Yuan's distant voice suddenly rose, "King Rui is young and vigorous, and it is good to have his own opinions, but if his opinions are too slightly distorted, he should also realize himself, and he should not say it casually." ”

Jun Ruoxuan raised the corners of his eyes, hooked his lips and smiled, "This king is just a person who doesn't dare to say anything in the world, although it is slightly out of line, but it is not unreasonable." How much is weaker than my neighbors, and how can I look up to the surrounding countries, it is precisely because the national strength is not strong and the troops are insufficient. Although it is a large country with a dense population, it is just a few vulgar talents. ”

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Ye Yuan's eyes were raised, his pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, and he did not speak.

At this moment, Jun Liyuan raised his voice slightly, and said with a slight majesty, "The words of the third emperor brother are really excessive. ”

Jun Ruoxuan's eyes were full of ridicule, and he was not a little nervous, but chuckled lightly, and said lazily: "What, the eldest brother is going to reason with his brother again?" Or, do you want to blame your brother again? ”

Jun Liyuan said in a deep voice: "The people of the country all have their own way of living. There is nothing wrong with literati and, who like elegance, if there are aspiring literati who aspire to the imperial examination and serve the country, what is wrong? Warriors, strong and powerful, are not bad, aspiring warriors can also enlist with the army, and it is also a good thing to point troops on the battlefield. Therefore, the literati and the warriors both have their own merits and cannot be compared. If the three emperor brothers look at the literati from the perspective of a warrior, they will be powerless and useless; The literati can also sarcastically mock the warriors who are rough and reckless, and the political affairs of most countries cannot be handled by the warriors. Yes, both martial artists and literati have their good and bad qualities, and the Third Emperor Brother you deliberately slander the literati, which is indeed unreasonable. ”

Jun Ruoxuan's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Jun Liyuan lazily and wickedly, but he didn't react much.

Jun Liyuan glanced at him a few times and didn't say anything more.

For a while, the surrounding atmosphere sank inexplicably, slightly heavy and depressing. The two women with heavy makeup sitting next to Jun Ruoxuan also looked slightly tight and didn't dare to speak.

After a while, the young people on the high platform had already finished the poems, and after the poems were sent to the old man for the review, several people stood aside, as if they were slightly expectant and nervous.

After a while, the results were in, and the scrawny man in the green shirt won.

Instantly, there was a commotion all around.

The man in the green shirt seemed to be very happy, and when he took back the paper of the poem he had made, he began to read it in public, perhaps so excited that his blurted out voice trembled.

"Heh, I've only won one game, and I'm already nervous. Such a person will definitely not survive the second game. ”

At this moment, in the noisy and chaotic atmosphere, Jun Ruoxuan casually lazily spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuan and Jun Liyuan subconsciously glanced at him and did not speak.

But sure enough, as Jun Ruoxuan expected, when the second poetry conference competition began, several other young people came to the stage one after another, all of them wanted to challenge the person in the green shirt, and then, when the competition was over, the result came out, and the person in the green shirt really lost.

This time, the person who won the victory, although he was not skinny, but his figure was also extremely trimmed, and his body was not thick, and when he recited the poems, he shook his head so much that Jun Ruoxuan began to laugh sarcastically.

"Third Emperor Brother!" Jun Liyuan couldn't stand it anymore, seeing that there were people on the painting boats around him who threw stunned glances at Jun Ruoxuan, Jun Liyuan's pupils shrank, and he spoke in a low and majestic voice.

As soon as the end fell, Jun Ruoxuan subconsciously stopped, looked at Jun Liyuan with a leisurely gaze, and only said, "Why, my brother can't even laugh this time?" ”

"The third emperor brother can naturally laugh, but etiquette, righteousness and shame cannot be abolished. You are from a royal family, and you still have the demeanor you should have. Jun Liyuan still had a calm voice, and his gaze was extremely rare, and he looked a little sharp.

Jun Ruoxuan raised the corner of his eyes, sneered twice, and then lowered his eyes, just laughing with the two women beside him, and said nothing.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the ship calmed down a little.

And the competition on the high platform in front of us is still going on.

After a long time, several people did not speak, and when the night was dark, and the surrounding lights and night were intertwined, Jun Liyuan spoke up calmly, "The poetry conference is nearing the end. Now, the palace sees that the victorious person at this time is not a good ability, yes, since this time he came to this South Lake, why not, the national teacher and the palace together, go up to compose a poetry competition? In this way, it can be regarded as joining in the fun and having fun with the people. ”

A warm voice, full of peace.

It's just that as soon as these words fell, Ye Yuan didn't speak.

In the flickering lights, Ye Yuan's gaze was quietly falling on the high platform in front of him, his expression was as distant as usual, without waves.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Ye Yuan had no intention of answering, Jun Liyuan's expression moved slightly, his thin lips opened, and he called again, "National teacher? ”

As soon as these words fell, Ye Yuan took his gaze away from the high platform and went straight to Jun Liyuan's pupils, and then said in a distant voice: "In this way, it is okay." ”

Jun Liyuan's expression moved, as if he was relieved, and the smile on his face increased a little, and then he didn't delay any longer, and immediately asked the little guy to prepare a boat and take the two of them to the high platform.

The little guy hurriedly responded, immediately found a boat, respectfully helped Jun Liyuan and Ye Yuan onto the boat, and then rocked the boat away.

During the whole process, Ye Yuan did not glance at Feng Zi, but when Jun Liyuan left, he glanced at her as if it were natural, hooked his lips and smiled.

Feng Zi was full of coldness, and his eyes fell quietly on the small boat, until the small boat approached the high platform, and followed the suspended wooden ladder next to the high platform to climb the high platform.

Those two are really good-looking, handsome and beautiful. It's a pity that one person is far away and deep, and the other is full of viciousness. Yes, people still can't look good, the more good-looking a man is, the more he is black-bellied and untrustworthy.

Thoughts flipped and swayed, and for a while, the bottom of my heart, which was originally silent and waveless, suddenly became a little more complicated.

At this moment, a lazy and casual voice suddenly came from not far away, "Miss Feng'er likes the national teacher and the prince so much, and now that he has both of them on the high platform, Miss Feng'er is still reluctant to move her eyes?" ”

The lazy and evil voice, whether it is the content of the words or the tone, is extremely improper.

Feng Zi frowned, she really didn't know why this lawless prodigal suddenly stared at her again.

The helpless heart only swayed for a moment, and then, she had already forcibly pressed it, and her eyes fell straight towards Jun Ruoxuan, and said respectfully: "The slave is just watching at random, and has no other meaning." Could it be that King Rui also looked at the poet man on the high platform before, which also proves that King Rui likes those men who compare poems on the high platform? ”

Her voice is peaceful, no temperature or waves, and because of her courage, her voice also seems slightly confident.

Probably never expected her to reply like this, Jun Ruoxuan raised the corner of his eyes, and his slender and evil eyes looked at her faintly.

But at this moment, he probably noticed the change in Jun Ruoxuan's mood, and the two women with heavy makeup sitting next to him sneered at Feng Zi, and then, the woman with heavy makeup on the left laughed disdainfully and said: "It's just a maid, you have the courage to tease Lord Rui like this, but it's too fateful?" Although you are protected by a national teacher, if you go too far and wantonly slander and sarcastically mock King Rui, you can also lose your head on this basis. ”

Feng Zi's pupils shrank, and her indifferent gaze looked at the woman with heavy makeup on the left, and only said: "Whether Feng Zi crosses the distance and whether she is guilty or not has to be decided by King Rui." Now you are just a person in the dust, under the premise that King Rui has not spoken out, you speak for King Rui, but you are too bold and reckless, and you don't put King Rui in your eyes? Or, I have been a slave and a maid all these years, and I don't know that my dusty woman can also be convicted of others? ”

is still an indifferent voice, stable and natural, full of confidence.

The woman with heavy makeup frowned, and suddenly became a little annoyed, she was about to be angry at Feng Zi, but she seemed to suddenly think of something, immediately shut up, choked on the words, and then leaned around, and the whole person was like a water snake wrapped around Jun Ruoxuan's body, and said softly and aggrievedly: "Chunying just wants to speak for King Rui and wants to protect King Rui, but I didn't expect this maid to have sharp teeth and sharp mouth." Rui Wang, you have to call the shots for Chunying. ”

The soft voice was full of grievances, and as soon as these words fell, the woman with heavy makeup actually rubbed against Jun Ruoxuan.

In the past, people who only heard the wind and dust, but never really saw the people who were in the dust. Now when I see it, I feel that these women are really soft and charming, and their every move is full of charm, and even their words are delicate and delicate, giving people a sense of gratuitous pity and delicateness.

It's no wonder that most men in this world like the daughters of the wind and the moon, probably because of this.

It's just that, no matter what the character of this dusty woman is, just because this dusty woman didn't dare to say a word in front of Jun Liyuan and Ye Yuan, as soon as she saw Jun Liyuan and Ye Yuan leave, she began to have a fearless villain to get up, just by virtue of this, such a woman also made her Yunfengzi shameless.

At this point, Feng Zi's face sank a little.

And this Jun Ruoxuan didn't speak immediately, let this dusty woman be delicate and pitiful, he seemed to be familiar with it, and those wicked and slender eyes were still lazy and quietly falling towards Feng Zi, full of interest.

Feng Zi didn't say anything, and stood calmly.

stayed for a long time, and was stared at by him for a long time, and for a while, I was a little impatient in my heart.

It was only a moment before she met Jun Ruoxuan's eyes again, and said in a low voice: "If King Rui has something to say, he might as well talk to the slave maid." ”

She said this very simply, and her tone was not mixed with too much respect, but was straightforward and indifferent.

Jun Ruoxuan was not angry, but his lips were hooked, and he laughed out loud with interest.

Chunying is just a protector's heart, and she counted two sentences casually. Presumably, Miss Feng'er is the maid next to the national teacher, and she should also know the general situation, so Miss Feng'er won't worry about Chunying, right? ”

After holding back his chuckle, his thin lips opened and he spoke slowly.