Chapter 269
"Fourth brother, what are you thinking? I finally came out to play once, why don't you talk too much? But there is something inadequate about the banquet?"
The prince's sudden concern caused everyone at the banquet to look sideways at him.
The sudden concern made Wei Feng a little flattered, besides, he was rarely looked at by so many people, as if he was standing on a high platform and looking down, he was the center of the convergence of his eyes.
However, these gazes were brought to him by that person, and they could be done easily, in one sentence.
That's the gap between them.
I can't help but feel bitter in my heart.
He knows a lot of things, and he will pass by enduring it, but what about the sourness in his heart?
It's simply unbearable.
He is only a half-grown teenager, and when he needs to be recognized and concerned, he has to endure everywhere, without a moment of respite, and always humble, this mood is bitter, astringent, and a little cruel.
trampled on his self-esteem.
He's also a prince, isn't he?
However, knowing that such forbearance will only bring more disdain, but he is still obedient is the saddest.
Because at this time, he still obediently took the wine cup and returned the salute, with a false smile, saying things against his will.
"Thank you eldest brother for your concern, the banquet held by the eldest brother is elegant and interesting, how can there be omissions, but the poems written by a few sons are very interesting, and the younger brother is a little fascinated by it!"
He hated himself for being like this, and there was nothing he could do.
Before the crown prince Wei Ze could answer, the young man who had just composed the poem glanced at Wei Ze quickly, and then turned his head to look at him with a smile of unknown meaning.
"Oh, I don't want the poems written by our people to be able to enter the eyes of the Fourth Highness, so why don't you ask the Fourth Highness to comment on it?"
The words of the Fourth Highness that he said deliberately bit very hard, and a few muffled laughter faintly sounded.
Anyone with a discerning eye can hear the ridicule in his words, and his eyes are staring at this side more and more wantonly, waiting to see a good show.
Who doesn't know that the four princes have mediocre talents and no achievements, so what can they do?
It's just a joke.
On the bright side, the Four Highnesses are not worthy of the name, but they are just a high-sounding title.
They looked down on this Fourth Highness from the bottom of their hearts.
Wei Feng pursed his lips, his face a little embarrassed.
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Although the truth is not as these people speculated, he is not knowledgeable, and he can't appreciate and comment on a few poems, on the contrary, he actually thinks in his heart that the poems made by those people before him can only be evaluated as average, decent, and not brilliant, and he can find a lot of faults.
After all, for so many years, he has stayed at home, and there is no way to pass the time except for reading books and learning calligraphy.
Naturally, I have read a lot of books.
However, this is a bit difficult to answer.
If you say it according to what you think, you will have to offend a lot of people, and the status of these young masters and sons is there, what Prince Wei Ze said, he can't say it.
Wei Ze said that the poems they wrote were not good, and these people would listen obediently, and even praise Wei Ze for his advice, thank the prince for his teaching, and in other words, he didn't have to think about it, he knew how much he would be ridiculed, and maybe even resent.
But if he blindly boasted about it, he really couldn't boast about it. When others ask for evaluation, they will only say that they are good, and all of them are good, perfunctory and stupid, and will not their stupid reputation be more and more confirmed? Moreover, for fear of offending people, they will bend to pander, which will inevitably make people feel a little flattery.
Under the nose of His Royal Highness the Prince, brushing the favor of the children of the family is not big, but it is really not small, at least, Wei Feng can't bear the consequences.
It's hard to guarantee that he won't be speculated by people with intentions, and even out of nothing that he suddenly had the opportunity to attend the prince's banquet this time was also begged for by his dead face, after all, who can cover other people's mouths, right?
It's a dilemma.
It was about his embarrassed look that was really miserable, Wei Ze hurriedly waved his hand, and said with a gentle smile: "Hey, look at you, it's not a serious poetry club, it's just a gathering between friends, and it's a lot of comments!"
As soon as he spoke, everyone echoed, smiled and said yes, and removed their attention from Wei Feng.
Only the young man who had just asked Wei Feng was still staring at him depressedly, as if he didn't intend to let him go just like that.
Wei Ze suddenly said: "Huaisheng, the poem you just wrote is very novel, it seems that going to Mr. Su's door to study has achieved initial results, I haven't seen you for a few days, I should be impressed, it is really gratifying, this king respects you a cup!"
A well-pinched compliment instantly made people's hearts bloom, and the young man who was called Huaisheng quickly retracted his gaze, held a cup in both hands and returned to the past, with a smile on his lips, secretly proud.
Being praised by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince greatly increased his face, and it was much more interesting than then competing with Wei Feng, he glanced at Wei Feng arrogantly with his spare eyes, turned his head and sat back beside his companion.
Seeing that it was okay, Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and when everyone sat down again, he secretly gestured to the crown prince Wei Ze, thanking him for helping him relieve himself.
Wei Zewan smiled and replied.
The banquet then took place, and the atmosphere soon became lively again.
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After a few rounds, a new feather cup was gently lowered into the stream by the attendant and went down the river.
This time it stopped in front of Wei Feng.
His eyes lit up, hiding the excitement in his heart, and he reached out to take the feather cup.
It's finally here.
There were a few laughs as expected, and he tried to tell himself not to pay attention, and stood up to compose a poem.
He has a better way to fight back against them!
"Yo, it's so unfortunate, how did the cup reach the Fourth Highness, it really makes someone sweat for the Fourth Highness!"
Huaisheng sat not far away and stared at him with a smile, his yin and yang tone was annoying.
If it's not obvious ridicule, you can pretend not to hear it and ignore it, but if you say it directly in front of everyone, you really can't pretend not to hear it.
Wei Feng was furious in his heart, and he had no choice but to look at him and explain: "Prince Lao is bothered, it's just a poem, and His Royal Highness can naturally drink this wine." ”
After finishing the poem, he can drink all the wine in the Yuyu cup and block Wang Huaisheng's mouth.
I don't know where Wei Feng, who has always been timid and scared, got his confidence, insisting that he wanted to save face, Wang Huaisheng sneered, and raised his chin angrily, "The Fourth Highness is very confident, even so, then I will listen to it!"
Only then did Wei Feng raise the wine cup again and was about to speak to Wei Zegang.
"Spring ......"
A little guy suddenly appeared next to him and saluted him, Wei Feng recognized that this was Wei Ze's attendant, thinking that Wei Feng had some instructions, so he had to stop and ask the little guy what was going on.
The little servant replied in a low voice: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince instructed the slave maid to tell the Fourth Highness, please don't worry about the Fourth Highness not to be angry with Wang Gongzi, Wang Gongzi is the only son in Wang Shangshu's family, and he has been spoiled by his family since he was a child. If Your Highness can't write this poem, it doesn't matter, Your Highness will solve it for you. ”
After saying that, he bowed to him, turned and retreated.
"Wait......" Wei Feng subconsciously wanted to defend - I wasn't angry with him, and I wasn't unable to do it.
But he couldn't say these words out loud, so he had to give up.
He turned his head to look at Wei Ze, the prince was interested in helping him, he was grateful, but he could handle this matter.
"I have ......"
Huaisheng waited for a while, and saw that the prince's servant deliberately ran away, and subconsciously speculated for a moment or two, and couldn't help showing some smug looks on his face, and before Wei Feng could finish speaking, he deliberately interrupted him and urged: "Why did His Royal Highness refuse to say it for a long time? Did you forget the words or couldn't do it at all! Don't you want His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to make a fake hand for you?"
His words provoked a loud burst of laughter, and several teenagers began to point fingers at him, their expressions full of disgust and disgust, like poisoned knives.
Seeing that he was about to be maliciously speculated as a fake hand, Wei Feng frowned and defended loudly: "I can ...... myself"
His words were coincidentally interrupted by Wei Ze again.
Wei Ze smiled, still with such a kind and sincere smile, which made it impossible to blame, and really poured three glasses of wine and drank it.
The hall applauded and praised Wei Ze's generosity and compassion.
Wei Feng's mouth opened, looking at Wei Ze hesitating, many words seemed to be stuck to the tip of his tongue, and he turned for a long time, but finally he didn't say it.
"I have a poem that I would like to say to you. ”
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