You, a spoiled young master, actually became a god by investing in the Empress and getting a bargain

These words were spoken.

The entire audience was stunned!

Regardless of how well Lu Yanzhen wrote this poem.

But just based on Lu Yanzhen's status as the heir of the Marquis of Ningguo.

Few people dared to speak to him like that!

Not to mention, Lu Yanzhen's poem is indeed quite good!

Unexpectedly, the person in this private room dared to embarrass Lu Yanzhen in public!

Unlike the people downstairs.

At this moment, Li Shuyao heard that someone actually dared to confront Lu Yanzhen in public.

A smile involuntarily appeared on his face!

But she immediately realized it.

The person in the private room number one is Xiao Yunting!

"Just as I guessed!"

"Xiao Yunting is about to start vying with Lu Yanzhen for the title of courtesan!"

Yu'er, who was standing nearby, saw this.

Just as he was about to speak, he immediately covered his mouth.

The spot where the princess pinched me still hurts.

I'd better say less!

Lu Yanzhen, who was publicly humiliated.

He was initially quite smug.

At this moment, his face turned extremely gloomy!

"Xiao Yunting!"

"This guy is like a persistent ghost!"

"I refuse to believe... that good-for-nothing who idles around all day couldn't possibly know anything about poetry!"

Thinking about this...

Lu Yanzhen also shouted directly towards the direction of private room number one!

"Xiao Yunting!"

"You say my poems are rubbish? I'd like to hear what kind of poems you can actually write!"

These words were spoken.

The entire audience was shocked once again!

What did I hear?

Xiao Yunting?!

No wonder he dared to challenge Lu Yanzhen!

It turns out to be that troublemaker from the Marquis Wu's mansion!

"The heir of the Marquis of Wu's mansion versus the heir of the Marquis of Ning's mansion..."

"This is going to be interesting!"

Qin Kexin, standing in the center of the flower stand, also gave a meaningful look at the No. 1 private room.

"I never expected it would be Young Master Xiao grace us with his presence!"

"This truly brings honor to my humble abode, Jiangyun Pavilion!"

"I wonder if Young Master Xiao has any masterpieces?"

At this moment, Xiao Yunting took the handkerchief handed to him by Afu and wiped his mouth.

Then he shouted outside.

"Write a poem?"

"Isn't this something anyone can do?"

"Listen up, everyone!"

"Yan Zhen refused to pay for his ride! I kicked him overboard!"

"The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep; I wonder if Yan Zhen is truly dead or not!"

As the last sentence fell.

Everyone was dumbfounded...

Look at me... I look at you!

What the hell is this?

This isn't poetry!

This is clearly a deliberate provocation against Lu Yanzhen!

Upon hearing this, Li Shuyao, who was in private room number two,...

His face twitched involuntarily.

He had assumed that Xiao Yunting would dare to speak.

They should at least be able to produce a decent poem.

But now... what is he trying to do?

Yu'er, who was standing nearby, saw this.

It was also an opportune moment to speak.

"Princess...judging from Young Master Xiao's expression, he doesn't seem to have any interest in that courtesan..."

"It seems more like they simply want to embarrass Prince Lu."

For a moment, a hint of doubt flashed across Li Shuyao's face.

"Could it be... that I really misunderstood him?"

"Did he really just come here to listen to some music?"

However, at this moment, Lu Yanzhen, who felt extremely humiliated, could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

He rushed to the railing and lifted the curtain in front of private room number thirteen.

Across the main hall, Xiao Yunting pointed at private room number one and angrily rebuked.

"Xiao Yunting! How dare you insult me! Do you really think I, Lu, am easy to bully?"

Seeing this, Xiao Yunting also took a bottle of fruit wine, came to the railing, lifted the gauze curtain, and looked at Lu Yanzhen across the distance.

"You got it right!"

"I just think you're easy to bully!"

"You disagree? Come and bite me then!"

For a moment, Lu Yanzhen was so angry with Xiao Yunting that her face twisted in anger!

Both hands were already clenched into fists.

It was being squeezed by Lu Yanzhen, making a cracking sound.

I was just about to make a move.

However, he was quickly pulled back by the attendant beside him!

"Your Highness!"

"Don't be impulsive! Today is a poetry gathering!"

"The final judgment rests with Qin Huakui..."

"How can Xiao Yunting's level compare to yours?"

Upon hearing this...

Lu Yanzhen gradually calmed down.

His clenched fists slowly loosened.

Seeing this, the attendant also breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, there was one more thing he didn't say.

That means... even if we really fight, the two of us wouldn't be enough to defeat Xiao Yunting with just one hand!

He had already heard from the guards in the manor how Xiao Yunting had displayed his great power on Mount Wansong.

If it weren't for some other reason, those few attendants would have been transferred back to the Marquis's residence from Wan Chong Mountain.

I'm afraid that Lu Yan's close attendants will also die on Mount Wansui!

At this moment, Lu Yanzhen had completely regained her composure.

"A vulgar person!"

"I, the young master, disdain to stoop to your level!"

As she spoke, Lu Yanzhen turned her gaze to Qin Kexin in the center of the flower bed.

"Qin, the most beautiful courtesan!"

"You are the true host of this poetry gathering!"

"Then you shall judge the merits of my poetry and that of Prince Xiao's, and see who is superior!"

Xiao Yunting saw that Lu Yanzhen said this.

But he didn't care at all.

He only intended to disgust Lu Yanzhen.

The outcome of this poetry gathering is of no concern to us.

If he really wants to win.

I learned so much poetry during my nine years of compulsory education before time travel.

Even if I just copy a couple of sentences, wouldn't I still be able to easily defeat Lu Yanzhen?

The only thing that interested Xiao Yunting was the pipa music he had just heard.

Even if they are judged to have lost.

At worst, I can come back to Qin the courtesan later and ask her about that song.

Qin Kexin's face, hidden beneath the veil, revealed no emotion.

Her gaze swept around, first landing on Lu Yanzhen.

He spoke softly.

"Lu Shizi's poem perfectly captures the deep affection he shared with his old friend during their studies together; it is truly a masterpiece!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yanzhen's face immediately showed a smug expression.

He looked at Xiao Yunting defiantly.

But then they saw Xiao Yunting leaning against the railing, swirling the fruit wine in his hand.

He didn't seem to care at all.

Seeing this, Lu Yanzhen was even more furious.

"This guy even put on an act!"

But then, Qin Kexin suddenly changed the subject!

"Although Prince Lu's poems are good, they seem a bit contrived."

"Young Master Xiao's poem, though seemingly playful, speaks directly to his true feelings!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Lu Yanzhen spoke up in disbelief and in a stern voice.

"What does Qin Huakui mean by that?"

"Could it be that my poems are inferior to Xiao Yunting's rambling doggerel??"

Qin Kexin ignored Lu Yanzhen's question.

He spoke calmly as always.

"Today's poetry gathering is all about who can move me the most!"

"Young Master Xiao's work suits my taste better!"

As she spoke, Qin Kexin gave a slight bow towards the direction of private room number one.

"Therefore... the winner of tonight's poetry competition is Prince Xiao!"

puff!

Xiao Yunting couldn't help but spit out the fruit wine he had just drunk.

It soaked the people below from head to toe!

However, given Xiao Yunting's status...

The other party didn't dare to say anything more.

But at this moment, Xiao Yunting had an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He looked at Qin Kexin on the flower bed.

"Holy crap!"

"This actually works?"