"Your Highness's ambition is truly admirable!"

"The literary scene in Nanqing has a glimmer of hope for revitalization!"

Cui Shen shook his head, unimpressed by Li Chang'an's arrogance.

"Your Highness's words are so bold and impressive, I eagerly await your response!"

Emperor Qing pressed his hands together lightly, his tone becoming serious.

"Farewell, Third Prince! The Third Prince is calling out!"

"After I have my third prince, I won't be able to tell who's who anymore!"

Emperor Qing's eldest and second sons were his first and second children.

Emperor Qing's third son was made crown prince, but was not in the princely line.

The fourth prince, Fan Xian, did not acknowledge his ancestors and was therefore not in the princely lineage.

Therefore, the third prince he is referring to now is his fifth child, Li Chengping.

Upon hearing Emperor Qing's words, the ministers seemed to understand the implied meaning.

If they don't call him Third Prince, then they're going to make him a king!

Li Chang'an saved face for Nanqing today and also expressed his ambition to revitalize Nanqing's literary scene.

Emperor Qing is going to reward him handsomely!

Sure enough, Emperor Qing continued, "Mr. Cui is right, my third brother recited three poems at the age of five!"

"I will borrow the character 'Yong' and bestow upon Chang'an the title of Prince Yong!"

"From this day forward, my third brother shall be His Highness Prince Yong of Daqing!"

"It symbolizes a prosperous and peaceful era, and eternal happiness and prosperity!"

Emperor Qing's voice was loud and clear; when he spoke, it seemed as if the roof beams were trembling!

As the state banquet drew to a close, the officials of Nanqing were filled with excitement!

The atmosphere reached its climax when Li Chang'an was granted the title of king!

All the subjects of Nanqing knelt down in submission!

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Prince Yong!"

"May the Great Celebration and Prosperity last forever!"

The atmosphere was right, and the Northern Qi delegation also paid their respects and offered their congratulations.

The sons of emperors were usually granted the title of king.

However, sons of the late emperor like Li Chang'an were usually given the title of Prince and sent to their fiefdoms.

For example, the King of Changsha, the King of Lanling, and the King of Jiangxia.

However, Emperor Qing directly bestowed upon him the title of Prince of the First Rank, which can be considered a great favor.

A naive smile appeared on Li Chang'an's face.

Tonight's objectives have been exceeded!

He had hoped that Emperor Qing would reward him with a few eunuchs and palace maids, which would be quite good.

It's surprising that Emperor Qing was so concerned about the weakness of the literary world.

How could a powerful ruler with the ambition to unify the world tolerate a culture that is inferior to others!

Li Chang'an maximized his profits at this banquet.

Being granted a royal title will surely boost one's power and ranking!

If you become famous for writing poetry, your literary ranking will also rise!

Li Chang'an's influence in this world will definitely increase significantly!

Let this matter ferment for a while, and maybe the system will be able to process it once!

The system will reward you with Mortal Points upon settlement, which can be used to continue to grow stronger and even secretly develop your power!

This cultural competition at the state banquet ended with Nanqing emerging victorious!

These three poems will cause a huge uproar in the Kingdom of Qing.

The people of Nanqing, who have a deep-seated cultural inferiority complex, finally let loose.

……

The next day, at Yishiju.

Ichishiju Restaurant is one of the most luxurious and prestigious places in Beijing.

Those who dine on the third floor are all either wealthy or noble, or talented men and women.

"...It flies into the plum blossoms and disappears, how wonderful! How did you think of that!"

"The Marquis of Assholes was being so difficult, yet Your Highness easily overcame it! Amazing!"

"If it were me, I couldn't untie it even if you beat me to death!"

"The world-famous Five-Character Poetry Master has stopped writing poetry!"

All the young scholars were vying to recite Li Chang'an's three poems.

"The language is so childlike, yet the imagery is so vivid and lifelike!"

"Words are merely an aid; the highest realm of poetry and prose is when words can effectively convey meaning!"

"No! It must not only convey the meaning, but also be elegant!"

"Looking at it this way, apart from the last poem about needles, the first two are absolutely amazing!"

"No! I like the last one the most. Although it's not as poetic, it's so satisfying!"

The scholars in several rooms were discussing the same topic!

"His Highness Chang'an was granted the title of Prince at the age of five, and he was even a Prince of the First Rank!"

"His Majesty's favor towards this younger brother is comparable to that towards a prince!"

"His Highness Prince Yong composed three poems at the age of five, which can be said to be a great contribution to the country!"

Chapter 11: The Artsy Alpaca Head! The Little Girl Sang Wen! Rankings Soar!

Guangxin Palace, Li Yunrui's bedroom.

The young prince Li Chengqian excitedly ran over to present Li Chang'an's poem as a treasure.

"Aunt! Aunt!"

"Quickly, look at Prince Yong's poem!"

At this time, Li Yunrui was twenty years old and had become even more beautiful and charming.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian loved to visit her the most.

Of course, he had no idea that Li Yunrui was fully aware of everything that had happened last night.

She looked at the handsome young prince and subconsciously shook her head.

In terms of handsome appearance, my younger brother Li Chang'an is still a cut above.

No, it should be His Highness Prince Yong now.

“Your Highness, your Uncle Prince Yong certainly has some talent.”

"But the fact that he was made a king so early still hits the mark with His Majesty."

Li Chengqian seemed not to hear, staring blankly at Li Yunrui's stunningly beautiful face.

Before I knew it, I was drooling all over the floor.

Li Yunrui murmured, "Your Majesty, I will definitely do what you've asked for."

"Whatever you need, I'll give it to you."

"The Northern Qi delegation will not leave with their heads held high."

As he muttered to himself, his sneer turned somber.

That stubborn obsession in my heart resurfaced once again.

"I will definitely work hard and won't be any worse than Ye Qingmei!"

The Noble Consort Shu's bedroom.

The young Consort Shu had been sitting there motionless for more than two hours.

Her gaze was blank, her mind wandering to other things!

"The young prince is truly talented..."

"Use the simplest words to write the most moving verses!"

"Chengze, don't you agree?"

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