"Prince Consort Ye, Grand Princess, I didn't expect the two of you to come together. This is the honor of this year's Linlang Poetry Meet."
Su Hua Fan took the initiative to smile and bow, but there was no trace of respect in his eyes.
Ye Fan was too lazy to even bother with this kind of small fry and hypocritical greetings.
Just as he finished peeling the fruit in his hand, he took out a piece of tender flesh and brought it to Su Qingxue's mouth.
"Come, Little Snow, ah!" Ye Fan's face was filled with anticipation.
In public, Su Qingxue was a little shy. However, she still cooperated with the ground and opened her mouth slightly, eating it.
"Is it delicious?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yes, it's delicious." Su Qingxue nodded. Although she was shy, she still felt sweet in her heart.
"Oh, that's good. I'll try it myself." Ye Fan said with a smile.
Su Qingxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Husband, are you using me to test the medicine!?"
When the crowd saw this scene, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
This Prince Consort Ma was in love with his concubine, but he had left the number one scholar, Su Hua Fan, out in the cold!?
This kind of rude action immediately aroused the dissatisfaction and disdain of many scholars.
Su Hua Fan had a smile on his face, but he didn't seem to be angry. Seeing that he was ignored, he nodded and turned around to chat with the other literary figures he knew.
This kind of bearing once again caused many scholars to nod in admiration.
The debate in the Heaven's Inquisition had long since spread to the ears of many scholars.
"I heard that Prince Consort Ye's poems were plagiarized from Su Hua Fan?"
"There's no conclusive evidence, but it's hard to say. After all, Prince Consort Ye was unknown before!"
"I think there's a reason for this, it won't be groundless."
"That's right, what kind of person is Su Hua Fan? He's one of the Four Heroes of Heaven's Inquisition, and he's also the number one scholar in the Imperial City. He wouldn't make it up out of thin air!"
"Just look at that Ye Fan's arrogant appearance, how can he write such a profound poem?" "I think the plagiarism is mostly true."
These words, more or less, entered the ears of Ye Fan and the others.
"This is too infuriating!" This Su Huashan purposely came over to greet him, it's obvious that he's trying to stir up trouble! "Ye Shuangqing sat at the side, her hands tightly gripping onto her skirt, her crescent eyebrows tightly knitted.
Fan Xian, on the other hand, didn't mind. He smiled and said, "Why are you lowering yourself to the same level as these people? Aren't you just here to join in the fun tonight? Just eat, drink, and be happy."
"Big Brother, you are magnanimous, but I can't stand it. If I were you, I would write another powerful poem tonight! These people had nothing to say!
Let's see if that Su Painting Fan can take out another fake poem collection at the last minute! "Ye Shuangqing said angrily.
Fan Xian smiled and shook his head. He quickly broke off a piece of fruit and stuffed it into his sister's mouth, "Come, come, eat a piece of fruit to calm down, my little aunt!"
She almost bit Ye Fan's finger, as if that fruit was Su Painted Fan. She wanted nothing more than to bite him to death.
At this moment, an even louder commotion came from the entrance of the venue.
The group of scholars stood up and looked excitedly at a middle-aged man and an old man walking into the hall.
"Look! Grand Tutor Zhang is here! "
"His Highness King Qi is also here!?"
What's the fuss about? Grand Tutor Zhang was the Imperial Tutor! His Highness King Qi was also a student of the Grand Tutor at the Sacred Royal Academy!
"" Even His Majesty would personally pay attention to this Linlang Poetry Competition. His Highness King Qi has also been here twice before, so it's not that strange. "
Most of the people present had already stood up and went forward to pay their respects. The atmosphere in the venue became more and more lively.
"Husband, Imperial Uncle Qi is here. Shall we go and greet him as well?" Su Qingxue tugged at Ye Fan's sleeves.
After all, he was a relative of the royal family, an elder, and a Heavenly King with real power. Su Qingxue felt that she couldn't neglect the King of Qi.
Fan Xian didn't care. After all, he was a relative of the royal family, so the three of them walked towards the King of Qi together.
Qi Wang also happened to see Ye Fan and Ye Fan, and a hint of playfulness flashed across his eyes. He laughed and said, "Qingxue is here too. Are you here with our Prince Consort Ma to participate in the poetry competition?"
"Qingxue greets Royal Uncle. Indeed, my husband has agreed to bring me here to broaden my horizons." Su Qingxue bowed.
Qi Wang extended his hand to an old man wearing a gray scholarly robe and said, "Qingxue, this is Zhang Sheng, Grand Tutor Zhang.
Before you were born, teacher had already left the Sacred Royal Academy and the palace, so you probably haven't seen him before. "
Su Qingxue also bowed and said with a smile, "I've long heard of Grand Tutor Zhang's great name. Junior pays his respects."
"Sigh, this old man is just a wild crane, there's no need to be so courteous, Grand Princess." Grand Tutor Zhang said with a friendly smile.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was very simple. He just extended his hand and greeted, "Good evening, the two of you."
This action immediately caused the group of scholars to be very surprised. At the same time, some of the old scholars were even more infuriated.
Prince Consort Ye! How can you be so rude to His Highness the King of Qi and Grand Tutor Zhang!?
"As a prince consort, don't you even know basic etiquette!?"
All of a sudden, the surrounding people all attacked together!
Qi Wang felt helpless. He smiled and waved his hand, indicating for everyone to be quiet. He said, "Everyone, Prince Consort Ye is a genius doctor bestowed by my royal brother. He has the same right as this king to enter and exit the palace as he pleases, and he doesn't have to pay his respects to the emperor.
"You don't even need to bow to the current emperor, so you naturally don't need to bow to this king. Everyone, please don't take offense."
When the group of scholars heard this, they were all rather indignant. In their opinion, etiquette was the most basic. How could they treat him so casually just because the emperor had shown mercy?
Grand Tutor Zhang chuckled and said, "So this is Prince Consort Ye. Recently, Prince Consort Ye's poems have made this old man admire him greatly. Tonight, this old man is also looking forward to Prince Consort Ye's new work."
"Then old man, you will be disappointed. I actually don't know how to write poetry.
"Today, I brought the princess and my sister over to experience it. I didn't want to come, but I'm an introverted and shy person." Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Hmph, you finally admit that you don't know how to write poems. You're just copying Young Master Su's, right?"
"He's so casual towards Grand Tutor Zhang. What are you saying? It's simply an insult to him!"
A group of scholars gathered together and looked at him with disdain. The law did not punish the masses. Everyone had already said it, so there was nothing else to worry about.
At this time, Painted Fan stepped forward and said, "Everyone, listen to Painted Fan's advice. Today is the Linlang Poetry Meet, and everyone is making friends through poetry. It's best not to talk about those things that spoil the scenery. I'm sure Prince Consort Ye didn't do it on purpose."
For a time, everyone once again sighed with emotion, discussing Su Painted Fan's benevolence and so on.
Grand Tutor Zhang and the Qi King didn't say much, they only looked at Ye Fan thoughtfully.
Ye Fan naturally couldn't be bothered to argue with that guy. He had already brought the two women back to their seats.
"Hehe, this Prince Consort Ye is an interesting person." Grand Tutor Zhang stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"Yeah, this king doesn't know what this kid is thinking either." The Qi King shook his head and politely extended his hand, "Teacher, please."
"Your Highness, please."
As the Qi King and Grand Tutor Zhang sat in the first row of seats in the middle of the stage, the Linlang Poetry Meet began.
The pavilions in the three directions of the stage lit up with a large number of lights. Musicians dressed in gorgeous clothes began to play melodious music.
Following that, one by one, women with graceful figures, dressed in beautiful silk and satin dresses, walked onto the stage from the pavilions in the three directions with light steps.
"Wow, is this the first round of the Courtesan Competition in the Rainbow Cloud Workshop, the Dance Battle!? "So those girls in the Rainbow Cloud Workshop look like this. They don't seem to be particularly good-looking." Ye Xianqing's eyes sparkled as she evaluated.
Ye Fan looked at the fifty or so fat and thin women on the stage. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Scholars were indeed romantic. Before he even started reciting poems, he had already started watching women dance.
"Husband, which one is Miss Qing'er that you like?" Su Qingxue, on the other hand, opened her eyes that were like autumn water as she earnestly observed and asked.
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