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"How is that possible...... I don't believe it, if you can write poetry, you won't fail the test ten times. Jin Zhibing turned his head to stare at Fang Haoran, and shouted angrily: "It's you, you helped him just now, right, otherwise he would never be able to write such a good poem!"

Fang Haoran glanced at the other party and said lightly, "Is there a rule that you are not allowed to help?"

Forehead......

Yes, there is no rule that you are not allowed to help, but it is difficult to write a poem in such a short time, if you help others, what will you do?

Jin Zhibing said in a low voice: "This brother, we have no grievances and no hatred, why do you want to help this guy who kills pigs and butchers, as long as you take back that poem, I am willing to give a thousand taels of silver as a reward, and besides, if you give your poem to this fat man, you can't get on the boat, right! Moreover, I, Jin Zhibing, am a student of Donglin College, if you are admitted to our Donglin College in the future, you will have a good response!"

Everyone's faces changed slightly, a thousand taels of silver, this is not a small amount. The fat man Zhu Wen on the side was even more worried, for fear that Fang Haoran would open his golden mouth and take back the poem.

Jin Zhibing felt that he knew it with reason and moved with affection, and the radish and stick would definitely persuade Fang Haoran to take back the poem, and then the damn fat man would wait to jump into the lake!

However, to everyone's surprise, Fang Haoran shook his head and refused.

Fang Haoran smiled faintly: "A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. Besides, if I want to get on the boat, how can a poem stop me?"

Jin Zhibing didn't understand, and laughed angrily: "You mean that you don't need to write poems to board the flower boat? Who do you think you are?"

But immediately, a stunned scene appeared that shocked Jin Zhibing.

I saw Fang Haoran take out a gilded invitation from his sleeve and handed it to the maid of the King of Jiangyin.

"That's a gilded invitation, you can go directly to the top floor of the flower boat with the invitation, but there are no more than ten in the entire Qiantang, how can he have it?" someone exclaimed.

What? Jin Zhibing's pupils suddenly constricted, and he looked at Fang Haoran in horror, and was horrified in his heart: What is the identity of this person, and he can actually get a gilded invitation? Thinking that he had threatened Fang Haoran just now, Jin Zhibing's heart suddenly panicked.

"Hahahaha......"

The fat man Zhu Wen breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "Jin Zhibing, are you planning to swim to the opposite side of the West Lake, or are you planning to take a shower naked?"

"The surname Zhu has to be forgiving and forgiving, don't deceive people too much!" Jin Zhibing said in fear.

The fat man Zhu Wen sneered, rushed over, and directly knocked Jin Zhibing into the river.

"Poof"!

Looking at the fat man's weight of nearly three hundred catties, everyone couldn't help but mourn for Jin Zhibing.

Walking into the flower boat, the fat man Zhu Wen thanked him: "Thank you Brother Fang for helping me just now, otherwise, I would be the one who jumped into the lake today!"

Fang Haoran waved his hand, indicating that it was not a big deal.

At this time, a charming woman came over and said, "Is it Zhu Gongzi?"

"Are you?" Zhu Wen looked at the other party with some surprise.

The woman smiled: "The king of Jiangyin read your work and thought it was good, so he asked me to invite you to the fifth floor to participate in the poetry meeting." ”

Hiss...... The fat man Zhu Wen gasped, looked at the other party in shock and said, "I also have a crush on me, how is it possible?"

Why do you hear this so strangely? The woman rolled her eyes, and said in her heart, the prince is interested in your poems, not you!

The fat man Zhu Wen was very excited, the flesh on his face wrinkled and even covered his eyes, and said happily: "Brother Fang, let's go upstairs together!"

"Who is this?" The woman looked at Fang Haoran with some indifference, after all, just now the prince just asked her to call Zhu Wen up, not anyone else.

Fang Haoran shook the gilding invitation, and the woman's face immediately changed, and she said extremely respectfully: "Son, please!"

At this time, on the fifth floor of the flower boat, the king of Jiangyin, the prefect of Jiang, Su Qingyi and others sat in succession.

The king of Jiangyin held a piece of paper in his hand, and what was written on it was the poem by Zhu Wen just now.

"This poem can only be regarded as a middle and upper class, not a masterpiece!" Liu Ruming on the side shook his head and said.

King Jiangyin laughed and said: "You are a disciple of Shijun, of course this poem is not in your eyes, but it is not easy for the group of talented and ordinary people outside to write such a poem, I invite him to come up, and it can be regarded as electing a representative to calm the anger of that group of students, otherwise I will neither invite them nor prevent them from getting on the boat, these Qiantang students must not hate me to death!"

"The prince is merciful!" Liu Ruming complimented.

Others also raised their glasses, and for a while all kinds of sycophants were heard.

Su Qingyi frowned slightly, glanced around, but still didn't see any trace of Yunshan, and couldn't help but have some doubts and disappointments in his heart.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up slightly, and she whispered, "It's finally here." ”

The person sitting next to her was Jiang Zhifu, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but ask, "Who is here?"

At this time, a charming woman came upstairs and said, "Lord Wang, someone has brought it!"

Everyone looked up and saw two men standing at the top of the stairs, one of them was as fat as a meat ball, and the other was thin and delicate, which made people can't help but admire a young man.

"Oh, which one is Zhu Wengongzi?"

Zhu Wen hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to the end, and said respectfully: "Zhu Wen, a grass man, greets the prince!"

"Get up!" King Jiangyin put down his wine glass, looked at Fang Haoran, and asked, "Who is this?"

Fang Haoran bowed his hand and said, "Fang Yun, I've seen the prince!"

Fang Haoran glanced at Jiang Zhifu, but his eyes fell on a young girl beside Jiang Zhifu, he found that this girl looked a little similar to Jiang Ruolan, if he guessed correctly, this person should be his cheap fiancée.

Seeing Fang Haoran looking at herself, Jiang Ruoshui frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Fang Haoran, when you see the prince, you don't even kneel down, why don't you understand the rules at all?"

Fang Haoran was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that he didn't say anything, but the other party taught him a lesson. He looked indifferent, and said righteously: "The saint has clouds, the prince of heaven and earth, I kneel to the sky and kneel to my parents, but I have never heard of kneeling to worship the king of the county!"

"Presumptuous!" presumptuous Jiang Zhifu scolded.

Everyone was slightly surprised, in the impression of weekdays, the Jiang Governor's Mansion is kind to everyone who reads, why today?

King Jiangyin's face sank slightly, and he immediately waved his sleeve robe lightly, and said with a smile: "This Fang Yun brother is young and vigorous, and he can understand his talent and arrogance, today is a poetry meeting, and he can't talk about so many etiquette." ”

"The prince has a lot!" Jiang Ruoshui looked at the king of Jiangyin with beautiful eyes.

Su Qingyi smiled at Fang Haoran, waved his jade hand lightly, and said, "The seat is full, Fang Gongzi will squeeze it with me!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, the Su family usually doesn't fake colors to men, how can it be like this today?

Fang Haoran didn't refuse, and stepped forward, fortunately, the poetry club was retro, and everyone in front of them was a long low table, and the two of them could squeeze in.

The men present all looked at this scene with jealousy, eager to change seats with Fang Haoran.

King Jiangyin's face sank, he glanced at Liu Ruming, nodded, and said slowly: "Since all the talented and beautiful people have expired, then this West Lake Poetry Meeting will officially begin." Since the poetry meeting is held in the West Lake, the poem will be composed with the title of "West Lake", the time is not limited, you can play freely, if who writes the poem first, how about everyone appreciate it together?"

"It's all up to the prince!" Of course, everyone will not refuse, and everyone here is very confident and talented.