There are countless painting boats parked on the Qinhuai River, the sound of silk and bamboo is chaotic, and the jade arm is half-hidden by light yarn.

"Brothers, how many people are going?"

Zhu Shangbing looked at the Li brothers and Deng Quan beside him, with a smug smile on his face.

He really wanted to bring Yue Nanshan and Li Hanshan over, but when they heard that they were coming to the Qinhuai River, they ran away without saying a word, as if there was a flood beast behind them.

The rest of the people couldn't help but whisper behind them, people are not lustful, so they are still people?

Today is the grand event of Lan Gui Lou, Oiran Begonia will be beautiful with poetry, who writes the best will be able to spring breeze once, there are self-proclaimed talented literati and ink writers, there are also vassal elegant official children, all want to kiss Fangze.

Facing these people in front of him, Zhu Shangbing picked up the folding fan and led everyone behind him to step forward.

The group was full of people, and the guests who were waiting here immediately began to talk.

"Isn't this the prince of King Qin? Why are you here today, is this also to see the beauty of the Oiran Begonia? ”

"What beauty does the dignified son want, I think I am sure to come today."

"Nonsense, in my opinion, I guess I met by chance, do you remember the poem written by His Royal Highness the Prince? Is there anyone present who can compare? ”

……

In the corner, a man dressed in blue clenched the pen in his hand, looked at the white figure with an unkind face, and a trace of jealousy crossed his eyes, but it was well concealed.

He raised his head and talked and laughed with the girl beside him, completely ignoring Fang Cai's gloomy appearance.

The girl was amused by his words, and then looked at Zhu Shangbing's side and couldn't help but sigh.

"His Royal Highness will also come? is worthy of being the sister of Begonia. ”

The begonias in the Lan Kwai Building are the latest to come, but the reputation is the loudest, and she has always been a performer and not a person, unlike other Qing officials who have to wear a veil when they come to the building, and her appearance has spread all over Ying Tianfu.

attracted countless nobles to come, and even some officials in the court came quietly, taking risks just to see it with their own eyes.

The girl in the same building was itching to see it, and it was false to say that she was not jealous, but her appearance also attracted a lot of guests.

Thinking of this, Fang Yue looked at Xie Jin with a smile on her face and praised her.

"However, in my opinion, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World's talent is not as famous as Gongzi Xie, so there is no need to work this matter."

Hearing this, the latter's face was not obvious, but his heart was a lot of joy, and he looked at Zhu Shangbing's side and secretly swore in his heart that he must step on this person under his feet.

Sensing such an unkind gaze, Zhu Shangbing looked sideways and found that it was from a stranger.

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano from above.

The woman in the white dress slowly stepped onto the stage, her shoulders were draped with a veil, her skin was as white as jade, and her eyebrows and eyes pressed down the rouge vulgar powder all over the building.

The beauty is picturesque, across the clouds.

"Little girl Begonia, I've seen you."

If it weren't for this soft call, I don't know how many people were immersed in beauty and lost their minds, Zhu Shangbing glanced at it lightly and nodded slightly, this kind of appearance can indeed be called beautiful outside.

But there are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and there are countless immortals and jade bones, which one is not a beauty.

He looked at the stage with interest and was in stark contrast to the people around him, Begonia's gaze fell below, and he also noticed this special guest, and he smiled and fascinated the eyes of many people.

And Zhu Shangbing......

"The piano is good."

If he didn't have a few years of learning and couldn't play such a tune, as a person who had come before, he would naturally be able to hear it, and everyone around him looked at this person with surprised eyes, for no other reason.

Everyone else is looking at the beauty, only he is listening to the piano.

A few people around me know that this is because of the princess who has not passed the door.

Xie Jin in the corner snorted coldly when he saw this, sneered at him for pretending to be tall, and then stood up and spoke to the begonias on the stage.

"Miss Begonia has heard that as long as you make a poem that you are satisfied with, you will be considered to be the first to come out on top."

The one who was still looking at Zhu Shangbing came back to his senses, and when he thought of Fang Cai's embarrassment, her pretty face was slightly red, and then she nodded to Xie Jin, who was standing in the corner.

"As Childe said."

Seeing her cold appearance, the latter inevitably felt a little annoyed in his heart, but he blamed Zhu Shangbing for all this, and despised him for nothing.

He is rarely famous, champion and first, dismissed in Hongwu 24 years, never thought that he had gone less than a year, this son became famous for poetry, and even he had correspondents, which was also full of praise.

Now Xie Jin wants to see how much of this ability is on his body.

"The villain is brave, it is rumored that the prince of Qin is gorgeous, can he fight poetry with him."

For this sudden change, everyone was curious about who this person was.

Zhu Shangbing followed the voice and frowned slightly when he saw the blue figure, and the hostility he felt at the beginning came from this person.

It seems that he has been prepared for a long time.

But......

"Who are you?"

He didn't want to end up not even knowing what this person's name was.

But this attitude is very different in the eyes of others, it is simply naked contempt, Xie Jin gritted his teeth when he heard it, but he had to suppress his anger and reply.

"In the next Jiejin, the word is a big gentleman."

Xie Jin? Hearing this name, Zhu Shangbing was stunned for a moment.

This person is indeed talented, but his character is not good, when he was under Jianwen, he thought he was a loyal minister, but he turned his head and went to Yongle, a real Erwuzai.

participated in the compilation of the Yongle Canon, but was dismissed by Zhu Di because he was dissatisfied, whether it was because of this reason The records in the history books are confusing.

Zhu Shangbing didn't have a good impression of such a person, and since he sent it to the door, he was not polite, so he asked directly.

"Who's coming first?"

Today's Lan Kwai Lou is much more lively than when the Oiran appeared just now, everyone is talking about it, one is the champion, the other is the prince, both of them have talents, and they are betting on who can win.

Haitang had a smile in her eyes, and she didn't open her mouth to stop her, the two talented people fought poems for her, and she was proud of this matter, so she was naturally very happy.

And Zhu Shangbing's silence for a moment made Xie Jin mistakenly think that he was panicking, and he was already sure that he could beat him, so he waved his hand.

"Shizi, please."

Zhu Shangbing didn't twist, picked up the pen and ink and pondered a little, and then began to write.

There was no pause in the middle, and the speed was so fast that others smashed their tongues.

In this regard, Xie Jin is even more disdainful.

What good can be a poem that comes to mind in such a short time.

When he leaned over to look, the man was stupid.

"The begonia flowers eventually wither, and the pink makeup jade is cut into the red dust. Born in a branch buried in a sewage ditch, it was originally arrogant and mediocre. The spring breeze fades and the flowers die, but the hateful wind is too ruthless. ”

Lost.

Beginning with begonias, it seems to describe flowers, but in fact, flowers are metaphors.

Although he hasn't finished writing yet, Xie Jin can conclude from just looking at these that he doesn't do that.

Seeing the slap in the face, Zhu Shangbing didn't forget to come to the front to continue to mend the knife.

"What's wrong with this? The poem has not been written yet, so why be in such a hurry? ”