Chapter 107: Forced to Make a Name

"The Five Princes?" Below, a group of students and scribes were in an uproar. Zhu Li turned his head to look at Zhu Su in shock: "Old Five, this is the word you wrote?"

"Uh......" Zhu Su didn't know how to respond. His own mind is a mess right now, too. Why did Lao Zhu put this Linjiang Immortal on my head? He obviously knew that this poem was written by Yang Shen in later generations!

If you deny it, does this count as resistance?

Zhu Li walked behind Zhu Su in surprise, stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhu Su's head for a while: "You guy, I'm so bitter for the third brother who is hiding it!"

"It's a shame that I'm still complacent, are you peeking at my brother's joke in your heart?"

"This, third brother, I really don't ......" Zhu Su was helpless. His own level is far inferior to Zhu Li, where will he watch Zhu Li's jokes?

A few people in the private room asked Zhu Su questions, and outside the private room, those scholars also made a noise. Song Lian has personally pasted the precious word at the top of the red list, and a group of people are crowded in the front row, vying to see the wonderful song.

"Brilliant word! That's a great word! Since I watched the dynasty of the country, this word is the most wonderful! It seems that I'm going to be the first person like the poet Li Bai to finally come out!"

"It's still a prince! What a sign of the prosperity of the country!"

Someone sighed, and many people nodded in agreement, this Linjiang Immortal is placed here, and the literary attainments of the fifth prince Zhu Su can be regarded as recognized by the direct Ming literary circle.

I am afraid that in the near future, this poem will be passed on by the literati attending the meeting, spread all over the north and south of the Ming Dynasty, and even in the glorious history of China.

Everyone praised each other, and even Fang Xiaoru carefully studied this wonderful poem, and the more he read, the more he felt that the aftertaste was long, like drinking alcohol. He looked at this Linjiang Immortal in a daze, and admired Zhu Su more and more in his heart.

"No, wow. His Royal Highness King Wu is still young, and he is not yet in his early fifteenth."

"And this word recalls the past and the present, old-fashioned, how can a mere teenager do it? Isn't there some misunderstanding?"

In the crowd, I don't know which stunned scholar suddenly shouted his will, and the air in the Fuller House suddenly became strangely quiet, and even the cheerful air in the private room became strange.

"Who? Who dares to slander my brother?" Zhu Fan was suddenly furious, stood up violently, and was about to go to the window to scold the street. Lan Yu Zhu Di walked to the door of the private room with a blue face, as if he wanted to pull out the scholar who said strange things and beat him violently. Zhu Su hurriedly stopped the three of them. It's not wrong for people to be suspicious, but if you copy a poem, you can still be annoyed and angry?

Although copying poetry seems to have been forced.

When I go back, I have to ask Lao Zhu for an explanation......

Zhu Su stopped a few people here, and the originally noisy and lively praise over there turned into a strange exchange of ears. The voice of doubt seemed to turn into a dark cloud, lingering in the hearts of the literati. Song Lian at the top trembled angrily, but he couldn't think of any words to refute for a while, and the voice came from the crowd, and the person who spoke out had long since disappeared. Song Lian could only point at the crowd and tremble.

"That brother has a point...... His Royal Highness King Wu is only how old he is, and he has not heard of any intelligence before. How can you suddenly make such a masterpiece? I'm afraid I didn't ask a certain hidden old gentleman to ghostwrite, and ...... Zhu Su is still young, as the so-called text has no first and no second. Zhu Wensheng naturally didn't want to admit that he was thrown away by a mere yellow-mouthed child, so this kind of doubt quickly spread among the crowd.

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"When it comes to literary talents of the same generation, I still recommend Brother Xi first. Brother Xi is the senior brother of Song Shi, and he is very talented, if there are people who can be more talented than Brother Xi at a young age, I don't believe it." A scribe laughed loudly at the same year. didn't dare to slander the prince directly, but pointed at Zhu Su word by word. Seeing that Fang Xiaoru was still stunned at the Linjiang Immortal, he thought that Fang Xiaoru was unconvinced, and if he provoked it with words, he would definitely be able to get his goodwill, so he deliberately knocked Fang Xiaoru on the shoulder: "Brother Xizhi, you said yes, right?"

"Nonsense!"

According to the plot expected by this person, Fang Xiaoru should borrow the donkey from his steps, and then be with him

Sing a harmony. Since then, Fang Xiaoru is still firmly in the first place in his generation, and he can also have a relationship with this promising year. Unexpectedly, when Fang Xiaoru heard him say this, he turned around angrily and scolded loudly.

"You don't know why, so you dare to slander the Fifth Highness? Don't you know that there are people outside of men, and there are mountains outside of mountains?"

"Although the Fifth Highness is young, there are twelve worships of Ganluo in ancient times. The age of the Fifth Highness is only similar to that of Ganluo. Can you say that you don't have the talents?"

"I tell you that I have personally seen the Five Highnesses, and have had the privilege of receiving their teachings. The words of the Fifth Highness are like an initiation, and we have a great understanding of the truth, and we have entered a lot of realms, which is better than reading a book for ten years!"

"Your Highness is talented, don't talk about others, I hope to admire the five-body throw!"

Fang Xiaoru's words made everyone suddenly in an uproar. The Fifth Highness actually pointed out Fang Xiaoru? It also benefited Fang Xiaoru a lot, and he read a book for ten years?

The Fifth Highness is actually a real talent, can he still have such ability?

Could it be that there is really a talent in this world, born to know?

Zhu Fan watched the wind change again, but it was not easy to scold. I had to spit indignantly, "Hmph, even this Fang Xizhi still has some conscience."

"I didn't expect that this Fang Xizhi would stand on the platform for the fifth child." Zhu Di glanced at Fang Xiaoru and then at Zhu Su. "Old Five, he admires your talents, right?"

Zhu Su almost wanted to hide his face. He only felt that his face was burning badly, and this Fuller House didn't want to stay for a moment. "Let's go, let's go. It's getting late, so it's better to go back to the palace early, so as not to be scolded by my father......

Zhu Su walked away, but Zhu Fan and Zhu Zhen felt quite proud and arrogant. When passing by the group of scribes, I couldn't wait to carry Zhu Su up and show off.

Zhu Su's literary name, with this poem "Linjiang Immortal", quickly spread to the streets and alleys of Yingtianfu, and even spread to the entire Ming Dynasty. The fragmented version of "Three Kingdoms" was also secretly spread in all directions in places that Zhu Su didn't know because of the relationship recorded by the old storyteller.

As soon as he returned to the palace, Zhu Su seized an opportunity to ask Lao Zhu and asked him why he wanted to let himself do this kind of stealing poetry. Who knew that Lao Zhu actually smiled, with a female actor's successful expression: "Aren't you going to promote science? How can the founding master of a school do it without a name?"

"We're helping you make a name for yourself!"

Zhu Su fell!

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