"think!"

A group of people who didn't take it too seriously started to cheer.

So many people said they hadn't seen enough, and even the Tutor couldn't stop them from making noisy noises like the common people. He could only frown and slightly express their dissatisfaction.

Naturally, everyone didn't seem very happy to see the Taifu, but they were not afraid in large numbers!

"One more fight! One more fight!"

Unexpectedly, these people would work together. They seemed to be willing to see Jiang Chen lose, or they wanted Jiang Chen to compete again.

"That's enough! The second prince also asks you to stop this behavior. If you make a lot of noise at your eldest brother's banquet, you will easily lose the royal family's face."

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the Taifu quickly scolded the second prince.

On the surface, he was scolding the second prince, but at the same time, he was also scolding these rich kids who were making noises.

Grand Tutor Stan only teaches the direct descendants of the royal family. Most of the people here are really not the Tutor's students, and they are not qualified to discipline them even if they want to.

It's a pity that even the second prince didn't pay attention to the Taifu's scolding, let alone other people.

The second prince pretended to be innocent and said:

"Master, this is not my personal wish. Everyone wants to take a look. They haven't really realized how powerful Mr. Jiang is."

"Yes, Master Stan just wants us to compete!"

Under the cheering of so many people, Tai Tu couldn't say anything, so he could only turn to Jiang Chen and said:

"I don't have the final say on this matter. I have to ask Mr. Jiang if he is willing to continue to accept their challenge? Whether it is a challenge or not is up to you."

Master Stan said while secretly giving Jiang Chen a look to tell him not to agree.

The prince also shook his head and hinted at Jiang Chen.

It's a pity that Jiang Chen is not the kind of person who backs down just because he wants to. Since this group of people haven't seen enough, it would be good to play with them.

"Okay! I accept the challenge. Whether it's a literary or martial arts contest, as long as I can do it, I'll accept the challenge."

Jiang Chen is not stupid, and he doesn't really challenge anything. He specifically emphasized the sentence "I can do it." Jiang Chen admits that he is not an all-powerful person, and he is not really arrogant enough to dare to challenge anything.

"Okay! This is what I want from you!"

The second prince thought Jiang Chen would not agree, but unexpectedly he agreed immediately.

Master Stan couldn't help but frowned when he saw that Jiang Chen actually accepted the challenge.

'Did I see the wrong person? Am I arrogant or confident?'

He had just won the martial arts competition and knew that Jiang Chen was very powerful, so he was not particularly surprised here.

It is not impossible for a person to be able to be both civil and military, but there are very few people who can achieve both civil and military skills to a level that others can only dream of.

In the competition just now, Jiang Chen indeed defeated everyone in terms of skills, but now the second prince is competing in terms of literature, and it is hard to say whether he can continue to dominate the overall situation.

"Tell me, what do you want to compare with?"

Jiang Chen was not afraid at all, he still stood there calmly and calmly with a faint smile.

It seems that he has become a public enemy and it is not him who is competing.

It was indeed a good question. The second prince looked around, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen, a folding fan in his hand.

Seeing Jiang Chen's hands constantly moving, the poem on the fan was vaguely visible.

The second prince's eyes rolled, as if he had thought of some good idea.

"Yes! Fighting and killing all day long is not in line with our royal family at all.

Temperament, let’s compete to see who has better literary talent. This time we all participate in the poetry competition! Let’s see who is the truly gentle person in the audience.”

The second prince's proposal immediately aroused the approval of the entire audience.

Everyone gave the second prince a thumbs up.

"Okay! This is a good suggestion. It's been a long time since I held a poetry conference."

"That's right, that's right. Gentlemen should play some poetry and songs to be interesting!"

"Writing poetry is good, we all know it."

When they heard that they were going to compose a poem, they all straightened up as if they were going to do something big.

In ancient China, all those talented students, and even rulers and kings, could write poetry. They all believed that writing poetry was the embodiment of a cultured person.

Writing poetry is not only to record what you see and hear in the form of words, but also to entrust your own feelings in the poems, so that others can feel the mood and feelings at that time when they read his poems.

Ancient people believed that writing poetry could cultivate sentiment and calm down the mood.

China is now under the influence and impact of external culture, and now few people can write poetry.

But Korea is different.

The Goryeo Kingdom not only retained its imperial system, but also retained the habit of writing poetry. Basically, anyone who had studied for a few years would compose some poetry.

It's just that these poems can be divided into good and bad.

"No! As far as I know, poetry is not popular in Mr. Jiang's country of China. It is different from our national conditions. We often write poetry. It is too unfair to Mr. Jiang."

The prince could not stand any longer.

When he heard that he was going to write a poem, the prince's expression changed instantly.

It was obvious that they wanted to bully Jiang Chen together.

"Your Majesty, you all say it's just for fun. You don't need to take it seriously. Mr. Jiang didn't say anything, so don't act like a protector and embarrass everyone."

The prince's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Jiang Chen put his hand on the prince's shoulder and gave him a reassuring look to reassure him.

The prince sighed and stopped talking.

The second emperor saw that the prince had nothing to say, and Jiang Chen did not raise any objections. He expressed his satisfaction and said:

"Okay! In that case, let's have a poetry competition. It can be seven-character quatrains, five-character quatrains, etc. The main thing is rhyme. Let the Taifu and everyone choose the best one, and then you win.

There are three sessions in total, and we take turns composing poems.”

The second prince told the rules.

This time not only did the Taifu act as the referee, but also all the other officials acted as referees.

The main reason is that the Second Prince knew that Master Stan favored the Crown Prince, and was worried that he would follow Jiang Chen in favor of Jiang Chen, so he asked everyone to vote in the best verses together in order to avoid cover-up.

The last round was a martial arts competition. Even if you wanted to take sides, it was impossible. After all, there were so many people watching, and the poems were different.

When writing poetry, we often encounter situations where it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior, or where there is controversy, and it is easier to take sides.

"good!"

Jiang Chen agreed immediately.

The poetry competition begins!

Everyone takes turns drawing lots to decide the order of their own poems.

A total of twenty people participated in the competition, including Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen drew the twentieth number, which was the last one, while the second prince drew the third number.

"Consider this kid lucky."

When the second prince saw that Jiang Chen actually got the last one, he couldn't help but speak with a sour smell.

At this time, it would be better to draw lots and be ranked last.

, because basically the next person will be forgotten after the previous person has finished reciting it. If you are the last person in line, it will be more impressive.

Several other princes also participated, but the prince did not participate because he did not like to participate in this kind of competition, not to mention that it was a competition against Jiang Chen.

It doesn't matter whether I get first place or not.

"Give everyone twenty minutes. Please write your poems on paper with a pen within the time limit, and then read them one by one in order."

Master Stan gave the order.

A large timer starts instantly.

At the beginning, everyone picked up their pens to think, and soon some people were writing furiously on the paper, and there were also a few who were looking sad and seemed to have no clue.

Jiang Chen did not write, but smiled and watched the actions of the people around him and their performances.

It seems that he is not involved and does not know that he is competing.

The Crown Prince and Master Stan looked on anxiously.

He even slapped his thigh hard, wishing he could go up and snatch the pen from Jiang Chen's hand and write on his behalf.

Unfortunately, if they do this, it's cheating and they can't do it.

"Hahaha~ Okay, I've written it!"

"I have also written it. My poems are definitely better than yours."

“Humph, it’s not certain who will lose and who will win!”
To be continued...