There are countless painted boats parked on the Qinhuai River, the sound of silk and bamboo is chaotic, and the jade arms are half hidden by the gauze.

"Brothers, how many of you want to take a trip?"

Zhu Shangbing looked at the Li brothers and Deng Quan beside him, with a proud 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 they were followed by a savage beast.

The rest of the people couldn't help but secretly sneered behind them, "If you're not lewd, are you still a human being?"

Today is a grand event in Lan Kwai Tower. The courtesan Begonia meets beauties with her poems, and whoever writes the best poems will be crowned with success. There are people who come here, including literati and poets who pride themselves on their talents, as well as arty officials' children, all of whom want to kiss and be beautiful.

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

There was a large group of people, and the guests waiting here suddenly started talking.

"Isn't this the Crown Prince of Qin? Why are you here today? Is this also to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the oiran Haitang?"

"If your majestic prince wants any beauty, I think he will be sure to come today."

"That's nonsense. In my opinion, we probably met by chance. Do you still remember the poem written by His Royal Highness? Is there anyone here who can compare to it?"

…

A gentleman in blue clothes in the corner clenched his pen and looked at the white figure with an unkind expression. A trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, but it was well concealed.

He raised his head and chatted and laughed with the girl next to him, completely losing his gloomy look just now.

The girl giggled at his words, and then looked at Zhu Shangbing and couldn't help but sigh.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will also come? As expected of Sister Haitang."

Haitang, the zodiac sign of Langui Tower, was the last to arrive, but she had the loudest reputation. She always showed off her skills but not her body. Unlike other upright officials who had to wear a veil when they came to the building, her appearance spread throughout Yingtian Mansion.

It attracted countless noble people, and even officials in the court came quietly, risking their lives just to see it with their own eyes.

The girl in the same building was very excited to see him. It would be false to say that she was not jealous, but her appearance also attracted many customers.

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

"But in my opinion, His Highness the Prince's talent and reputation are not as good as Mr. Xie's, so there is no need to bother with this matter."

Hearing these words, the latter's face remained calm, but his heart felt refreshed. He looked towards Zhu Shangbing and secretly swore in his heart that he would trample this man under his feet.

Sensing such an unkind look, Zhu Shangbing looked sideways at the corner and saw that it was coming from a stranger.

While I was thinking, the sound of a piano suddenly came from above.

A woman in a white dress slowly appeared on the stage. Her snow-like shoulders were covered with a layer of gauze, which made her skin as white as jade. Her brows and eyes were covered with rouge and powder.

The beauty is like a picture, separated by the clouds.

"My little daughter Haitang, I have met you all."

If it hadn't been for this soft cry, I don't know how many people would have been immersed in the beauty and lost their minds. Zhu Shangbing glanced at it and nodded slightly. Such appearance is indeed beautiful outside.

But there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and there are countless people with celestial figures and jade bones. There is no one who is not a beauty.

He looked at the stage with a lack of interest, which was in sharp contrast to the people around him. Haitang's gaze fell downwards, and she also noticed this special guest, and her smile captivated the eyes of many people.

And Zhu Shangbing...

"The piano is good."

If he hadn't learned the art for several years and couldn't play such a piece of music, as someone who had done it before, he would naturally be able to hear it, and everyone around him looked at this person in surprise, for no other reason than that.

Everyone else was looking at the beauty, but he was the only one listening to the piano.

A few people around me knew that this was because of the Crown Princess who had not yet passed away.

Jie Jin in the corner snorted coldly when he saw this, mocking him for pretending to be aloof, and then stood up and spoke to Haitang on the stage.

"Miss Haitang heard that as long as you compose a poem that satisfies you, you will be considered the winner."

The one who was still sizing up Zhu Shangbing came to her senses, her pretty face turned slightly red when she thought of her embarrassment, and then she nodded to Jie Jin who was standing in the corner.

"As the young master said."

Seeing her cold look, the latter inevitably felt a little annoyed, but he blamed it all on Zhu Shangbing, despising him for being just a vain person.

He was a man of rare talent and fame, and he was ranked first in the imperial examination. He was dismissed from office in the 24th year of Hongwu. Unexpectedly, less than a year after he left office, he would become famous for his poems. Even those who knew him were full of praise for him.

Now Jie Jin wants to see how much of this ability he has.

"I dare you, the villain. It is said that the crown prince of King Qin is very talented. Can I compete with you in poetry?"

Regarding this sudden change, everyone turned their attention and wondered who this person was.

Zhu Shangbing followed the sound and saw the blue figure frowning slightly. The hostility he first felt came from this person.

It seems that he was well prepared.

but……

"Who are you?"

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

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

"I am Xie Jin, courtesy name Dashen."

Xie Jin? Zhu Shangbing was stunned for a moment when he heard this name.

This man is indeed talented, but his character is not good. When he was under Jianwen, he thought he was a loyal minister, but unexpectedly he turned around and defected to Yongle, becoming a real young man.

He participated in the compilation of the Yongle Dadian, but was dismissed by Zhu Di due to dissatisfaction. Whether it was because of this reason is unclear in the historical records.

Zhu Shangbing had no good impression of such a person, so since he came to his door, he was not polite and asked directly.

"Who comes first?"

Today's Lan Gui Lou is much more lively than when the oiran appeared just now. Everyone is talking about it. One is the number one scholar and the other is the heir apparent. Both of them are famous for their talents and they are placing bets on who can win.

There was a smile in Haitang's eyes and she didn't say anything to stop her. The two talented men competed for her poems. She was the one who was proud of the news and she was naturally very happy.

Zhu Shangbing's moment of silence made Xie Jin mistake it for panic. He was already confident that he could defeat him, so he waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, please."

Zhu Shangbing didn't hesitate, picked up the pen and ink, thought for a while, and then started writing.

It was done in one breath without any pause, and the speed was so fast that others would be tongue-tied.

Xie Jin was even more disdainful of this.

How can a poem that came up in such a short time be so good?

When he leaned over to look, he was dumbfounded.

"The begonia flower blooms and eventually withers, and the pink jade is carved into the world of mortals. It grows on the branches and is buried in the ditch. It is originally proud and mediocre. The spring breeze gradually disappears and the flower dies, but the wind is too ruthless."

Lost.

It starts with Begonia, which seems to be describing a flower, but actually it is a metaphor for people.

Although he hasn't finished writing yet, Xie Jin can tell just by looking at this that he is not like this.

Seeing this guy being slapped in the face, Zhu Shangbing didn't forget to get in front and continue to hit him.
Chapter completed!