There were countless pleasure boats parked on the Qinhuai River, with the sound of silk and bamboos chaotic, and the jade arms were hidden by a gauze.

"Brothers, let's go?"

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 they heard that they were coming to the Qinhuai River and ran away without saying a word, as if there were floods and beasts behind them.

The rest of the people couldn't help but spit behind them. If people were not lustful, would they be human?

Today is a grand event in Languilou. The begonia and the begonia are used to meet beautiful women in poetry. Whoever writes the best can be the spring breeze. Those who come here include self-proclaimed talented literati and poets, as well as children of arty officials, all want to have a love affair.

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

The group was filled with people, and the guests who were waiting here suddenly started to talk.

"Isn't this the prince of the Qin King? Why are we here today? Could it be to see the beauty of the beauties and begonia?"

"I don't have any beauty to be wanted for the prince. I think I'm sure I'm sure today."

"I'm talking nonsense. I guess I happened to meet him by chance. Do you still remember the poem written by His Royal Highness? Who can compare with everyone present?"

...

In the corner, a young man in blue zipped his pen tightly and looked at the white figure with a bad expression. A trace of jealousy flashed through his eyes, but it was well covered.

He raised his head and chatted and laughed with the girl beside him, completely missing the gloomy appearance just now.

The girl was amused by his words and couldn't help but sigh when she looked at Zhu Shangbing.

"Your Highness the Prince will come, too? He is worthy of being Sister Haitang."

The Langui Tower belongs to Haitang, but the most famous one, and never sells her skills but not her body. Unlike other honest officials who have to wear veils when they come to the building, her appearance spread throughout Yingtian Mansion.

It attracted countless noble people, and even officials in the court came quietly, taking risks just to witness it with their own eyes.

The girl in the same building felt itchy and said she was not jealous, but her appearance also attracted many customers.

Thinking of this, Fangyue looked at Xie Jin and smiled and praised.

"But in my opinion, His Highness's talent and reputation are not as good as Mr. Jie, so there is no need to worry about this."

Hearing this sentence, the latter's expression was not obvious, but his heart was filled with joy. He looked at Zhu Shangbing and secretly swearing in his heart that he must step on this person under his feet.

Aware of such a bad gaze, Zhu Shangbing looked sideways and found that it was from a stranger.

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

The woman in a white dress slowly took the stage. Her snow-like shoulders were covered with a layer of gauze, making her skin look as white as jade. She pressed down the rouge powder all over the building between her eyebrows and eyes.

The beauty is like a painting, across the clouds.

"Little girl Haitang, I have seen you all."

If it weren't for this soft cry, I wonder how many people would have lost their minds in their beauty. Zhu Shangbing glanced lightly and nodded slightly. Such a look could indeed be called beautiful outside.

But there are 3,000 beauties in the harem and countless people with fairy figures and jade bones. Who is not a beautiful woman?

He looked at the stage with a lack of interest in contrast with the people around him. Haitang's eyes fell below and noticed this special guest. Zhan Yan's smile attracted many people's eyes.

And Zhu Shangbing...

"The piano is good."

If he had not been able to play such a song for a few years after learning the arts, he could naturally hear it as an experienced person, and everyone around him looked at this person with surprise, for no reason.

Everyone is watching the beauty, but he is the only one listening to the piano.

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

Xie Jin in the corner snorted coldly when he saw this, sneered at him as he pretended to be noble, and then stood up and spoke to Haitang on the stage.

"Miss Haitang heard that as long as she writes a poem that you are satisfied with, she will be the first."

The man who was still looking at Zhu Shangbing came to his senses. When he thought about his embarrassment, his pretty face turned slightly red, and then nodded to Xie Jin standing in the corner.

"As the young master said."

Seeing her cold appearance, the latter couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but he blamed all of this on Zhu Shangbing, despising him for nothing but a false reputation.

He was very talented and ranked first. He was dismissed from office in the 24th year of Hongwu. He never thought that less than a year after he left, this son became famous for his poems. Even if he had people from time to time, he praised this.

Now Xie Jin wants to see how good he has in his ability.

"The villain is brave enough. It is rumored that the prince of the Qin King is beautiful. Can you fight with me?

Regarding this sudden change, everyone looked at each other and wondered who this person was.

Zhu Shangbing looked in the voice and saw the blue figure frowning slightly. The hostility he felt at first came from this person.

It seems that I have prepared for it.

but……

"Who are you?"

He didn't want to compare to the end and didn't even know what this person was called.

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

"In the lower Xie Jin, whose courtesy name is Dashen."

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 around and turned to Yongle, and he was a real Erwuzi.

He participated in the compilation of the Yongle Ceremony, but was dismissed by Zhu Di because of dissatisfaction. Is it because of this reason that the records in historical books are confusing?

Zhu Shangbing has no good feelings for such a person. Since he came here, he would not be polite and asked directly.

"Who will come first?"

Nowadays, Languilou is much more lively than when the courtesan appeared. Everyone is talking about it. One is the top scorer and the other is the prince. Both of them are famous and bet on betting who can win.

Haitang had a smile in his eyes and did not stop him. The two talented men made poems for her. It was her who was proud of this incident, so she was naturally very happy.

Zhu Shangbing's silence just now made Xie Jin mistakenly think that he was panic. He was almost sure that he could beat him, so he waved his hand.

"Please, Prince."

Zhu Shangbing was not shy, and picked up the pen and ink and thought for a moment, and then started writing.

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

Xie Jin was even more disdainful of this.

What good can poetry come to mind in such a short time?

When he leaned over to look, he was stunned.

"The begonia flowers bloom and wither, and the pink jade is carved into the world. They grow on the branches and buried in the dirt canal. They are proud to hide the mediocrity. The spring breeze gradually hides the flowers but dies. It's a pity that the wind is too ruthless."

Lost.

It starts with a begonia, which seems to describe flowers, but in fact it uses flowers to describe people.

Although he has not finished writing it yet, Xie Jin can conclude that he is not like this just by looking at these things.

Seeing the person slapped in the face, Zhu Shangbing did not forget to come forward to continue to finish the attack.

"What's wrong with Xie Zhuangzi? Why are you so anxious if you haven't finished writing the poem?"
Chapter completed!