The fake prince was exposed at the beginning, and I took office as emperor on the spot

Chapter 53: At least people can't cause such a big disaster
Li Qingguang frowned and said doubtfully:

"Big Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Since they were going to play drinking games and compose poems, it was naturally an opportunity for them to show off their poetic talents in front of so many like-minded people.

Given Liu Xuan's personality of showing off in front of his loved ones, he should have been in high spirits in the past. Why does he look so sad now?

Not only Li Qingguang felt strange, but other students from the surrounding academies also noticed that the attitude of this "poetry-minded" senior brother was not right. They all looked sideways and whispered to each other.

Li Wangji, known as the "Poet Immortal", is one of the three most famous masters of poetry, calligraphy and painting in the academy.

The most famous one was fifty years ago, when Li Wangji faced the Qingman army. He used poetry as a sword, condensed the literary energy and soared into the sky, turning into two green snakes, and cut off the head of the Qingman's ghost general Yelu Ren.

Before that battle, Qing Man took advantage of a traitor in the court to break through the boundary of half of the country and almost took over the six paths of Shuobei in one go.

If Li Wangji's soul had not left his body and rushed straight into the enemy camp for a desperate battle, the current situation of the battle would probably be very different.

However, that sword that came out of the shell also caused Li Wangji to be discovered by Da Tiansa, and his spiritual platform was almost shattered. His cultivation level declined greatly, and he is still recuperating.

As his true disciple, Liu Xuan has naturally become famous among the younger generation in recent years.

At the age of twenty-six, he is already a fifth-rank Shinto.

Although he cannot compare with the two siblings of the Gu family, he can definitely be called a genius. His poetry is as inspiring as his teacher, and he is known as the "Little Poet Fairy".

To Li Qingguang, his elder brother was good in every way except that he was often outspoken and had a bad habit of drinking.

When he drinks too much, he gets drunk and talks nonsense, often offending people...

But today, Liu Xuan was so quiet that she felt very uncomfortable and a little worried.

Liu Xuan smiled awkwardly, raised his hand to support his forehead, and pretended to be in pain:
"Um... Junior Sister, I, I might have drunk too much yesterday. I have a headache today and my thoughts are in a mess. I probably can't write poetry."

Li Qingguang was stunned, then sighed and complained softly:

"I told you not to drink so much, but you didn't listen!"

When others heard this, they immediately started to make fun of it.

It is a well-known anecdote in the martial arts world that the eldest brother "Shimai" loves to drink and makes mistakes.

No one knew that Liu Xuan was struggling in pain and groaning loudly.

Teacher! I'm sorry!
Liu Xuan covered his face and grabbed the table with his head, his expression was so distorted that it was hard to describe.

It would be fine if everyone just lined up to give gifts today.

He gave the gift to Gu Fangchen, which at most seemed a bit out of line, and he could still use excuses like he was drunk or simply arrogant.

When the time comes, apologize and kowtow to the teacher, then reflect on your mistakes for a few months, and the teacher will soften his heart.

Anyway, he had gotten into quite a few troubles in the past...

But Gu Youren actually proposed a drinking game!

Gu Fangchen is notoriously uneducated. If you ask him to write a poem, it would be considered good if he can write a doggerel.

If he just made up something and wrote something nonsense in public, it would be really embarrassing.

And if in this situation, Liu Xuan gave "First-class" to Gu Fangchen...

Senior Brother "Shimai": "..."

He simply couldn't imagine the scene.

In front of all the literary veterans at the Qionglin Banquet, the reputation of the entire "poetic tradition" was completely ruined.

I'm afraid that by then it won't just be a matter of facing the wall and reflecting on my mistakes, but I'll be hunted down by the teacher and have to clean up the house myself.

It is not impossible to alarm several old poets who have retired from the "poetic tradition".

No!

Liu Xuan shuddered. At least one should not cause such a big disaster.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Fangchen, who was calmly drinking by himself, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and his face became serious.

There is a way to remedy this!

Liu Xuan took a deep breath, pretended to be unwell, leaned back and closed his eyes.

The next moment, his soul had already left his body and flew to Gu Fangchen's side in the blink of an eye.

It doesn't matter that Gu Fangchen, this uneducated and unskillful playboy, can't write poetry——

he comes!

...Gu Fangchen sat in the second seat, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and smacked his lips.

This wine is called "Si Wuxie" and is famous for its elegance and tranquility. It is very popular among literati, and dignitaries also like to pretend to be cultured, so it is very expensive.

The original body had been hanging out in brothels all year round, and of course drank a lot of wine, so he had a good opinion of Si Wuxie wine.

But for Gu Fangchen.

It feels... not as good as Coke.

Gu Fangchen couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He remembered that some players had indeed tried it. After joining the evil cult "Gong" Dao, they reproduced a drink similar to Coke in the game. After the NPCs drank it, their comments and reactions were exactly the same as Coke.

Later, after large-scale promotion, it also instigated many practitioners of the Wei Dynasty to defect to the Demon Sect.

Let him think about what the formula contains...

When Gu Fangchen was in a daze.

The atmosphere of poetry writing was very lively. After a few students tried their hand at it, they finally drew Gu Youren.

With her talent, there was naturally no need to say much. After a little thought, she came up with a poem.

Gu Youren murmured:

"The lotus leaves part to sense the boat's movement, the waves part to reveal the egret's footprints. Since I don't seek visitors to admire me, why should I have such a strong fragrance?"

This casual little poem, with its elegant artistic conception and leisurely and clear-minded spirit, naturally won the applause and praise of many students.

This drinking game is not an exam, and it does not seek to be a famous poem. It tests the reaction ability in a short period of time, similar to composing a poem in seven steps. For ordinary people, it is good enough to come up with a neatly-matched poem.

But the level of the skill can give us a glimpse of the whole picture.

This was just an ordinary thing for Gu Youren. After sitting down, he turned to look at Gu Fangchen, whose expression remained unchanged, and snorted in his heart.

It's just bluffing. I'm afraid this guy is really panicking right now.

What’s the use of being good at talking?

In the end, it's just some clever tricks.

The sage said, "A villain seeks the truth from others, while a gentleman seeks the truth from himself."

Even if I get the favor of the master, what’s the use? I wonder how embarrassing it will be for this guy who is usually unlearned to make a fool of himself in front of everyone!

Soon, under everyone's attention, it was Gu Yuandao's turn.

Gu Yuandao smiled calmly, paced back and forth for a while, and then said:

"Poetry is not my forte, so I'll present it as 'Withered Lotus'."

His eyes turned cold and he chanted:

"The frost blade once withered thousands of trees, leaving only the dry stem to fight against the west wind. Is there not prosperity in the world? I must establish the first merit in Hantang!"

The voice was so resounding that several old ministers immediately slammed their desks and stood up.

"Good! Good poem!"

"As expected of the son of a military sage, this poem is extraordinary, showcasing the youth's unruly and unyielding spirit! If he wants to achieve merit, he must achieve first place!"

The young people were even more excited:
"We, the scholars of the Great Wei, should serve our country. This poem inspires me!"

As the atmosphere reached a climax, Qing Jian, who was standing next to him, saw that Gu Fangchen was still very calm and couldn't help but say:

"Sir, can you write poetry?"

Gu Fangchen was serious, but suddenly wanted to tease the waiter Xiyin.

"Of course I can. I'll compose one for you right now."

“When you need to use your knowledge, you will regret not having read enough. Many lotus flowers are bathing…”

"Pfft-cough cough cough!"

Suddenly, there was a choking cough in Gu Fangchen's ear.

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ps: This plot is not based on plagiarism, I think the plot is still based on being interesting￣▽￣

(End of this chapter)