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Chapter 9: The Fourteen-Year-Old Scholar of Qing
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Imperial City, East Palace.

Li Chengqian was sitting at the desk with a piece of rice paper in front of him. On it was a picture of a tall, slightly plump woman.

The only pity is that this woman has no face.

Even so, Li Chengqian was still fascinated by the painting, his eyes full of the woman in the painting, with a faint smile on his lips.

At this time.

There were hurried footsteps, and a palace maid ran into the room hastily and knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness, I just received news that His Highness Prince Wen and the Second Prince took a carriage to Prince Jing's Mansion. When they got off the carriage, they were talking and laughing, and they seemed to be on good terms."

The palace maid's words woke Li Chengqian up instantly, and his good mood disappeared.

"Second brother, I really underestimated you. You can even persuade the nerd Third Brother!"

"Prepare the car and go to Prince Jing's Mansion!"

A cold light flashed in Li Chengqian's eyes.

He originally thought that people would gradually forget about this matter as time went by.

But who would have thought that not only did everyone not forget him, but Li Chengping's name became more and more famous.

Throughout the Kingdom of Qing, there are even countless talented people who take him as their role model!
Fortunately, Li Chengping did not interfere in state affairs, which made Li Chengqian feel much more at ease.

But if they were to be won over by Li Chengze, given Li Chengping's current influence in Qing State, a large number of nobles would defect in an instant.

It is very likely to affect the situation in the court!
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Prince Jing’s Mansion, second floor of the attic.

There were still many people who had not arrived at the poetry reading, so Li Hongcheng was not in a hurry and the three of them started chatting.

This poetry meeting was supposedly organized by Li Hongcheng, but in fact it was to screen talents for Li Chengze.

Just as the three of them were chatting happily, a servant from the mansion came running in.

"Sir, the Crown Prince is here and is waiting at the door. He has asked you to go and greet him by name!"

Li Hongcheng immediately realized that something was wrong and hurried away with his servants.

Soon, Li Chengqian was seen waiting in front of Prince Jing's mansion.

"Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I'm sorry for not coming in person to welcome you," Li Hongcheng said with a bow.

While speaking, he was secretly wondering the purpose of the prince's visit.

Li Chengqian smiled slightly.

"Hongcheng, I heard that you held a poetry gathering in your house. It was a lively scene. I heard that my second and third brothers were coming to participate. I came here to join in the fun today."

Li Hongcheng secretly groaned in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Your Highness, I welcome you here. Please follow me."

Li Hongcheng led the way and came to the second-floor attic in the backyard.

With the entrance of Li Chengqian, the atmosphere in the attic changed subtly in an instant.

"Your Highnesses, please continue chatting here. I will go and see if the poetry reading venue is ready."

In order to avoid getting into trouble, Li Hongcheng wanted to find an excuse to slip away.

Before he reached the door, he was stopped by Li Chengqian.

"Hey, Hongcheng, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Since today is a poetry gathering, why don't we have a competition?"

"Whoever wins first place in this poetry competition will be given the masterpiece I have treasured for many years!"

Li Chengqian said with a smile.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is indeed very daring, but I don't have such a good masterpiece, so I will take out ten rare books as a prize."

Li Chengze said unwillingly.

The two people's tit-for-tat attitude instantly made the atmosphere at the scene dull.

Li Hongcheng was squeezed in the middle, not knowing whether to leave or not.

Li Chengping was stunned by this sudden surprise and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Works handed down from generation to generation are equivalent to top-quality books.

There were only a few dozen complete copies in Wenyuan Pavilion, and now the prince was so generous as to take out one as a prize. Now that he had come across it, he definitely couldn't miss it.

"Your Highness, Second Prince, I just had an idea and I have a good piece of writing."

Li Chengping smiled slightly.

These words broke the depressing atmosphere at the scene.

Li Hongcheng seemed to have seen a savior. He immediately asked his servants to bring the four treasures of the study and he personally ground the ink.

After a moment of contemplation, Li Chengping immediately picked up his pen and began to write.

"The wind is strong and the sky is high, the monkeys are howling sadly, the sand is clear and the white birds are flying back...I have suffered hardships and hatred, my hair has turned white, and I have just put down my muddy wine cup."

After the poem was written, several people at the scene were completely shocked.

Li Hongcheng had one hand on the inkstone, but he was completely unaware.

Li Chengping smiled faintly and did not go to disturb him. He put down his brush, turned around and left.

He knew the influence of this poem better than anyone else, but it was a bit difficult for Fan Xian to bring it out today.

However, he believed that given the other party's intelligence and talent, a mere poem would not be a problem for him.

Shortly after Li Chengping left, a servant came hurriedly to report.

"Your Highness, all the participants in the poetry gathering have arrived, and we are waiting for you to take charge of the situation."

Li Hongcheng came back to his senses with a start, and because of the large amplitude of his movement, he accidentally knocked over the inkstone, and ink was all over his body.

But he didn't care and walked towards the poetry reading as if nothing had happened.

"Your Highness, why don't you change your clothes and clean up first?" the servant couldn't help but remind him.

"No need, today's poetry gathering is just a formality."

Li Hongcheng waved his hand indifferently.

With such precious things before him, he no longer looked down on those vulgar things.

Li Chengping's poem really shocked him so much that his mind is still dizzy.

As soon as Li Hongcheng left, Li Chengqian and Li Chengze came to the table and began to study carefully.

"What a great poem! It's passionate and touching. Reading it makes you feel like you're there!"

Li Chengqian expressed his sincere emotion.

Even though he didn't like poetry or songs, he was deeply attracted at first sight.

At this moment, he finally understood how terrifying Li Chengping was.

This can no longer be called the hope of Qing Kingdom's literary world; he is clearly a living great scholar of the time.

However, this great scholar was only fourteen years old.

Just as the two were sighing, Li Chengping had already wandered into the backyard.

Today, Prince Jing's mansion held a poetry gathering. All the servants and maids in the mansion ran to the front yard to watch. There were very few people in the backyard, and few people noticed him.

while walking.

Suddenly, a woman in white ran out of the house in a hurry and accidentally bumped into Li Chengping.

"Ouch!"

The woman in white sat down on the ground, grimacing in pain.

Li Chengping subconsciously reached out to help, but when he saw the woman's face clearly, he was stunned.

The woman in white was none other than Lin Wan'er.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or fate, but Lin Wan’er, who was supposed to meet Fan Xian, was spotted by him.

Due to long-term illness, Lin Wan'er looks weak and frail, giving people a kind of morbid beauty.

At first glance, one feels like hugging her tightly and protecting her.

"Are you okay?" Li Chengping asked with a smile.

Although Lin Wan'er often went to the palace, she only had a better relationship with Li Chengqian and Li Chengze.

He has been staying in Wenyuan Pavilion all day for the past four years. In this huge imperial palace, probably few people have seen him except the old eunuch who guards Wenyuan Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)