The four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, are proud plums. Therefore, every winter solstice, the plum garden in Wanhua Garden is the most lively place. There will be a battle of poetry. The loser will lose no loss, and the winner will not be rewarded. If the only reward is that if you get the poet's leader, your fame will naturally be greatly improved.

You should know that all the officials of the big merchants are in the inner garden, so it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no official traveling in plain clothes to watch the fun.

In the pavilion, more than a dozen scholars held their pens at their desks and wrote poems. Occasionally, strange phenomena appeared, causing a burst of surprise.

Li Xianyuan and Princess Ena walked towards the pavilion. Before they got close, they were stopped by a servant in green: "This young man, only a scholar can enter the pavilion to make poems."

Before Li Xianyuan could speak, Princess Granny stepped forward, her pink face said, "Your dog eyes are blind, even we dare to stop you!"

The servant in Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and saluted without any fear of being favored and disgraced, spreading his palms: "The villain has no eyes but does not recognize Mount Tai, please--"

"Thank you." Li Xianyuan nodded and thanked her, turned her head slightly and said to Princess Ena, "If there is next time, don't follow me."

After saying that, he ignored her and stepped into the pavilion.

"You—" Princess Cena stamped her feet behind her and had no choice but to catch up with her.

As soon as I entered the pavilion, a young man in brocade clothes came to me like a familiar face.

"Welcome to you, I don't know what's the name?"

"Li Xianyuan." Li Xianyuan bowed and replied.

"Brother Li, I'm in the middle of Yingyi." The young man in brocade replied, curled up, and said politely: "I wonder if Brother Li is visiting the fun or participating in the fight..."

"You're blind." A voice interrupted and inserted it in slantly.

The young man who spoke was about twenty years old, wearing a brocade robe, walked from behind, hugged Zhong Yingyi's shoulders, and laughed and said, "Do you know who is in front of you?"

There were some whispers around. Among the scholars, Li Xianyuan was quite famous. He heard this name first and then he knew who it was.

"Who is it? Is it the son of a high-ranking official?" Zhong Yingyi was puzzled. He studied all day long, and Meiyuan and his party were also brought by friends, so he naturally couldn't understand the outside world.

"Then I'll tell you, this." The young man in the robe looked at Li Xianyuan and smiled friendly: "It's Li Xianyuan, the sixth-rank marquis."

After Yingyi suddenly realized, she lifted her clothes and wanted to kneel down to salute.

"I've seen Li Da..."

"Don't kneel down in a hurry, it's not finished yet." The young man in the robe grabbed him and continued, "How did these sixth-rank marquis get it? He wrote a poem about weather, which is now praised by the emperor... Everyone here probably has heard of the poem about vision, called "Butterfly Love Flowers and Spring Scenery", and the saying "There is no fragrant grass everywhere in the world, it is really a witty word."

There was an uproar around, and the onlookers looked at Li Xianyuan in surprise.

There is no fragrant grass everywhere in the world. These wonderful sentences were spread to Xinjing several months ago. In the eyes of the lady, the sentence is passionate but ruthless annoyed by the mercilessness.

They never thought that the person who wrote this poem was the thirteen or four-year-old boy in front of them.

The young man who set up a sign for Li Xianyuan for free continued: "As for the strange poems he wrote, he couldn't count them. By the way, I forgot to say something. Shortly after Brother Li wrote the Butterfly Love Flower Spring Scenery, he wrote another poem called "Swordsman". Unfortunately, Brother Li is a low-key person and knows that there are not many people. He even went on a private trip after writing it, but he didn't expect to come to the capital."

This person took his life like a treasure. Li Xianyuan frowned slightly, and was a little displeased.

"Mr. Li, this man's surname is Shi, and he is a visitor to the prince, be careful."

A palace maid suddenly spoke softly in his ear. Li Xianyuan was stunned, looked at the palace maid deeply, and turned to the young man surnamed Shi. No wonder he had known it, it turned out to be the prince.

I just praised myself so much because I gave the prince’s wishes?

I heard the young man surnamed Shi say again: "Mr. Li, we have heard of your name. Participating in this poem is like bullying."

Li Xianyuan's eyes narrowed slightly around him.

I see.

The higher you hold, the harder you fall. It is a trick to win.

I just don’t know if this young man surnamed Shi was in the prince’s opinion or made his own decision.

The pavilion was still talking about himself. Li Xianyuan looked slightly sideways at this moment and looked at the pavilion with a vague figure dozens of feet away.

...

"This kid is blaming me now."

The garden was lively, but someone was laughing at the fun. An old man in the Washington Mansion sat on a chair with guards around him. His eyes were slightly swept. When he saw Li Xianyuan coming and going, he couldn't help but laugh.

"If you can seize the title of poetry, why not make you blame me for once. If you can't, don't blame me for being rude."

"Master, it's already noon now, and the prince has not yet appeared. Do you want me to ask my servant to go and have a look?" The eunuch bent down and asked.

"Don't worry about him. He is already in a weak position, so I still need to worry about it?"

"yes……"

...

Li Xianyuan withdrew his gaze and found that the original poem fight had been led to him. The praise from a young man surnamed Shi caused displeasure among several scholars.

In the eyes of outsiders, Li Xianyuan undoubtedly reached the top in one step. There are people who admire him, but there are more people who disdain to be jealous, especially when the young man surnamed Shi added fuel to the fire.

One of them stood up and bowed to Li Xianyuan perfunctorily: "I thought I could make two poems about "Butterfly Love Flowers and Spring Scenery" and "Swordsman". I wrote some wonderful sentences such as "nothing in the world" and "Taking a sword for ten years" and "What a master, it turns out that I am just a person who seeks fame. Now it seems that meeting is not as good as being famous."

The young man surnamed Shi pretended to be kind-hearted and defended: "Brother Yi, how could you say this? Maybe Brother Li is in the mood. Anyway, it's just the Meiyuan Poetry Club, and winning or losing is not harmful."

"…?" Li Xianyuan was puzzled. So many changes happened after only a moment of excavation?

The situation is clearly visible now. The Shi man praised Li Xianyuan very highly and intends to arouse conflicts with others. Li Xianyuan has just arrived and has a strong foothold, so few people will stand up and speak for him.

Many people wait and see. They are not fools, so why can’t they see the trick of this surname Shi? They can’t shout for others, so they won’t do this loss-making business.

"Don't let the princess go crazy." Li Xianyuan turned his head and reminded the harem maids behind him, and found that they had done it again. Each of them grabbed Princess Ena and covered her mouth and pulled it down.

How dare ordinary palace maids be so presumptuous? Then I think about the secret of the palace maids telling Li Xianyuan before, and it is obvious that the two are not ordinary palace maids.

Yes, letting the princess run around without any defense, the emperor would not be so heartbroken.

The idle man stepped back, Li Xianyuan calmed down and stared at the young man surnamed Shi: "I don't remember offending you, why should I praise me so much?"

"What Brother Li said, I don't understand." The young man surnamed Shi smiled.

"Are you sure you will continue like this?" Li Xianyuan's eyes closed slightly.

"Shi Mou didn't understand." Shi Kuan bowed and thought to himself, if Li Xianyuan really had real materials, it would be considered a test for the prince. If he was strong on the outside and empty on the inside, he would have asked for it himself.

As soon as he was about to speak, his throat suddenly itched. Li Xianyuan couldn't help but cough violently, and the color was pale under the cold winter.

Li Xianyuan felt annoyance for no reason. He frowned and shouted softly, losing patience.

"Don't ask for trouble."

This is not a story, there is also a scene of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger and pretending to be a slap in the face.
Chapter completed!