I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 75 Show off a little bit

The first to come in were Guo Youzhi and his son. From the look of Guo Baokun, it seemed as if he wanted to come and say hello, but unfortunately he was stopped by Guo Youzhi.

Then the eldest princess Li Yunrui entered the hall. As juniors, Li Chengzong and the second oldest brother stood up and greeted her.

Li Yunrui looked at Li Chengzong with some surprise and asked, "Zong'er, how could you have the leisure and elegance to attend the banquet today?"

"When things are quiet for a long time, one will want to move. Besides, I thought there might be something exciting to see today, so I came to join in the fun." Li Chengzong said calmly.

Li Yunrui nodded and said with a smile, "Everyone knows that all the great literary masters are from Northern Qi. In the early years, scholars were even proud of passing the Northern Qi imperial examinations. Although things have improved in recent years, when it comes to literati, Qing is still far behind. Now the Qing literary world has placed its hopes on Fan Xian. The meeting between Zhuang Mohan, the great literary master of Northern Qi, and Fan Xian is indeed quite interesting."

Li Chengzong hummed and said nothing. He thought to himself, laugh as much as you can now. After tonight, you won't be able to laugh anymore. Before long, you will become the joke itself. Xinyang is a long way, but it is a good place.

"I heard that Zhuang Mohan went to Zong'er's house a few days ago. Is Zong'er related to this Northern Qi literary master?"

"No, he was sending a gift to my concubine on behalf of the young Emperor of Northern Qi."

"It seems that Si Lili has a close relationship with the young emperor of Northern Qi. Zong'er, you must be careful."

Li Yunrui smiled sweetly, with no intention of continuing the conversation. He walked to the top seat opposite with his personal female official and sat down, looking dignified and quiet. However, Li Chengzong could still feel that Li Yunrui's eyes were on him.

Speaking of which, Li Yunrui also attended the wedding that day, but did not cause any trouble, which made Li Chengzong quite regretful. He had originally prepared to teach Li Yunrui a profound lesson if he dared to cause trouble on the wedding day.

What a pity.

It seems that he, the substitute for Bai Yueguang, is not as important as the financial power of the inner treasury after all. Li Yunrui should be thinking about dealing with Fan Xian, so he has no intention of causing trouble on the wedding day.

While Li Chengzong was thinking this, the prince entered the hall, and Fan Xian, one of the protagonists of the night, followed closely behind.

As soon as Fan Xian entered the hall, he waved and greeted the three brothers Li Chengzong who were standing above him. The crown prince and the second brother nodded and shook their hands gently respectively. Li Chengzong was in regret and naturally had no intention of responding.

Fan Xian didn't care. He had a verbal battle with Guo Baokun, and then with the help of Xin Qiwu, he found a seat to sit down.

Afterwards, Yun Zhilan, the first disciple of Si Gu Jian from Dongyi City, entered the hall. Li Chengzong came back to his senses and glanced at Yun Zhilan, who came in with a sword and an arrogant look on his face. He didn't say anything. After all, Yun Zhilan was a master of the ninth rank and was not worthy enough for him to take seriously. If it was Si Gu Jian in person, he would be interested in chatting with him.

At this moment, the female official behind Li Yunrui moved and called Fan Xian to Li Yunrui's side. The two of them fought each other with guns and sticks in the hall, and then Zhuang Mohan walked into the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests with a scroll of paper.

It seemed that Zhuang Mohan did not listen to his advice. Li Chengzong felt a little regretful and a little happy.

It's a pity that people like Zhuang Mohan eventually became victims of conspiracy, but it's a happy thing because Zhuang Mohan is the master of Northern Qi literary world. Once Zhuang Mohan's reputation is ruined, it will be a good thing for Qing Kingdom.

Out of respect for the literary master, everyone in the hall stood up and saluted, watching Zhuang Mohan move forward. Li Yunrui used Zhuang Mohan to satirize Fan Xian, but Fan Xian didn't take it seriously.

Zhuang Mohan walked very slowly, step by step, and nodded slightly to everyone before sitting down at his seat. When he saw Li Chengzong sitting opposite him, he smiled again, as a special greeting.

With the call of "Your Majesty has arrived", all the people attending the evening banquet at the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests today arrived.

All the ministers in the hall stood up and knelt down to pay homage to Emperor Qing. Fan Xian bent over and looked around. Apart from the eunuchs beside Emperor Qing, only Zhuang Mohan was still standing. Fan Xian hesitated for a moment, but finally knelt down.

"Long live my emperor."

"Be flat."

Emperor Qing spoke calmly, looking at Li Chengzong who stood up and returned to his seat, and asked in confusion: "Have you changed your temper today?"

Li Chengzong naturally understood what Emperor Qing meant, and said with a smile: "After all, this is a formal occasion, and I still follow the rules."

As they were talking, the eunuch shouted "serve the meal", and the palace maids began to serve the wine and food. Emperor Qing signaled the start of the banquet, and everyone began to eat and drink.

After a moment, Emperor Qing glanced at Fan Xian and coughed twice. Everyone put down their chopsticks, except for two people who seemed not to have heard anything. One was Li Chengzong, who was still drinking and eating leisurely, and the other was Fan Xian, who sat in his seat and ate as if he had not eaten for several days.

Emperor Qing didn't even bother to look at Li Chengzong and directly set his sights on Fan Xian.

"Fan Xielü." Fan Xian kept eating and drinking. It was not until Xin Qiwu beside him reminded him that he realized that Emperor Qing was calling him. He stood up and walked to the middle of the hall to salute.

"His Majesty."

"You have seen me several times but never kneeled down. I thought you would stand up this time."

"That would incur public outrage."

Emperor Qing waved to Fan Xian, asked him to come forward, teased him a few words, and then called Yun Zhilan out.

"Yun Zhilan, he was the one who killed your two disciples."

Yun Zhilan said calmly: "I know."

"Don't underestimate him because he's young. He's quite capable."

Yun Zhilan glanced at Fan Xian and replied, "Killing me is a real talent."

With a clatter, Emperor Qing slammed his chopsticks heavily on the table and said angrily, "Si Gu Jian's disciple is a little arrogant."

"After all, he is the first disciple of the Grand Master. It is normal for him to be a little arrogant."

When Emperor Qing heard Li Chengzong speak, he was slightly stunned, then his anger turned into a smile, and he said to Yun Zhilan: "My son is also quite capable."

"I know that it is rumored that the Third Prince is a master of the ninth rank. If Your Majesty does not mind, I would like to fight with the Third Prince." Yun Zhilan said, turning to look at Li Chengzong, his eyes full of provocation.

It seems that he wants to use this to slap Qing Kingdom in the face.

Li Chengzong smiled.

Before Emperor Qing could even open his mouth, he saw Li Chengzong casually throwing the chopsticks in his hand towards Yun Zhilan.

In Yun Zhilan's eyes, the two chopsticks were like two sharp swords that came flying at him with a sound of breaking through the air. They were so fast that Yun Zhilan had no time to react. The two chopsticks flew past his cheeks and cut off two strands of his hanging hair.

There were two soft "puff" sounds, and the two chopsticks shot into the pillar at the back and were completely embedded in it.

Except for Emperor Qing, everyone looked at the support pillars in the hall, and then looked at Li Chengzong with shocked expressions.

For a moment, the entire Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests fell silent.

Li Chengzong showed off his skills in just a little bit and shocked everyone.

After a long while, Emperor Qing said with a smile: "Yun Zhilan, do you think highly of my son?"

Although it was a surprise attack, Yun Zhilan could see that he could not be as casual as Li Chengzong, so even in a head-on confrontation, he would not be the opponent's opponent. He somewhat regretted his previous provocative words and deeds, which did not save face for Qing Kingdom, but instead made Dongyi City lose face.

"I am no match for His Majesty the Third Prince."

Yun Zhilan clasped his fists in salute, and then glanced at the load-bearing pillars behind him and the hair that fell on the ground, and sighed: "I didn't expect that the Third Prince has such strength at such a young age. Apart from the four great masters, I'm afraid no one in the world can be the opponent of the Third Prince."

Yun Zhilan studied under the grandmaster Si Gu Jian, so he was naturally quite confident in his own abilities. In his opinion, apart from the four great grandmasters, he could definitely rank among the top five in the world.

However, even he could not react to Li Chengzong's move. Apart from the Grand Master, he could not think of anyone else who could compete with Li Chengzong. It was definitely not an exaggeration to say that he was the number one person under the Grand Master.

Of course, Li Chengzong himself is a grandmaster, and Yun Zhilan never even thought about it.

After all, Li Chengzong was too young. Even if he had been practicing martial arts since he was born, it was impossible for him to become a grandmaster before the age of 20.

More importantly, Yun Zhilan did not feel the aura of a grandmaster from the chopsticks thrown by Li Chengzong.

(End of this chapter)