Chapter 72 Fan Xian kneels down! Ye Ling'er chops Fan Xian! (23, please subscribe!)
Xie Bian and Xing Yusen were standing side by side, and the sound frightened Xing Yusen so much that he shuddered.

As the deputy commander of the Shadow Secret Guard, Xing Yusen suddenly felt that he had failed in his duty!

They are both prince guards. Although Xie Bian is of the ninth rank, Prince Yong’s Hulong Villa is one level higher than that of ordinary princes.

Such a moment of displaying authority, but Xie Bian actually got there first!
Xing Yusen displayed the prestige he had as a constable more than a decade ago, glared, drew his sword, and roared.

"Who is the person who is getting off the train?"

"Why don't you kneel when you see the prince?"

This question sounded like that of a veteran detective with more than ten years of experience. Fan Xian's legs went weak and he knelt down instantly.

Guo Baokun quickly explained, "Brother Fan is new to Kyoto and doesn't quite understand the rules. Please forgive me, Your Highnesses!"

Behind the gauze curtain, Fan Xian heard Li Chengze's voice, "Uncle Prince Yong, Fan Xian was frightened a few days ago, so it's inevitable that I was a little rude."

Fan Jian had already told Fan Xian about the situation in the court and the current situation of the power struggle between the Crown Prince and the Second Prince.

So Fan Xian had already heard that the Second Prince was speaking well of him in an attempt to win him over.

Although the prince must help him restore his reputation, Fan Xian is ultimately the enemy of the prince and the eldest princess.

Li Changan didn't seem to care, "No problem, no need to be polite.

The Second Prince and I are just here to take a look and listen, please don't be restrained."

Fan Xian could kneel or not, but according to the rules, he had to kneel when meeting the prince in person.

However, he had a badge of a supervisor, and the Inspection Institute was directly under the emperor. Although he had no rank, he had enormous power.

The Chief Inspector of the Inspection Institute is the number one person after the President of the Inspection Institute. If he really doesn't kneel, no one can do anything to him.

People at the poetry reading had their own understanding of why Fan Xian did not kneel.

Guo Baokun said, "Brother Fan, thank goodness the two Your Highnesses are so magnanimous, otherwise you would have been punished for your disrespect!"

He Zongwei said, "Mr. Guo, don't worry too much about Brother Fan. You forgot that Brother Fan is Miss Ruoruo's brother."

Guo Baokun slapped his head and said, "Oh, how could I have forgotten this?"

"Given the relationship between His Royal Highness Prince Yong and Miss Ruoruo, why would they bother about such a small matter?"

Fan Xian felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, because his kneeling was not from his heart.

He secretly swore in his heart that he must stay away from Li Changan, so that he would not have so many worries.

The poetry reading began, and Fan Xian shifted his gaze to Lin Wan'er.

In fact, Lin Wan'er had already seen Fan Xian when he was hesitating to kneel down.

After seeing Fan Xian's appearance at that first glance, he never paid any attention to him again.

Lin Wan'er has made up her mind that she will never marry someone she doesn't like. At worst, she will just stay single for life. Anyway, she has her mother's precedent.

She looked at Fan Ruoruo beside her with envy. Fan Ruoruo could now go out with Uncle Yongwang.

When Fan Xian saw Lin Wan'er, he was stunned on the spot, because Lin Wan'er was more beautiful than the portrait!
She has an elegant temperament, graceful and gentle demeanor, and a smart and sweet appearance, which is exactly the type he likes!
At just one glance, Fan Xian felt that he had fallen in love.

It now seems that the emperor's attitude towards granting marriage is still quite firm.

That being said, my hopes are still quite high!

The maid Sisi can be taken as a concubine in the future, and it will not affect his marrying a wife.

The poetry reading soon began, and Guo Baokun, who was always active, proposed the idea of ​​composing a poem in ten steps.

"Your Highnesses, everyone, I have a rule for today's poetry gathering."

"Each of us will walk ten steps in the corridor, then write a poem and then read it in public!"

"After the poem is finished, please judge its quality, Your Highnesses."

After Guo Baokun finished speaking, Li Chengze behind the curtain quickly said, "Uncle Yong is here, how dare I show off my skills in front of an expert? I will listen to Uncle Yong in everything."

Li Changan said unhappily, "Everything is up to me. What do you want me to do?"

Li Chengze was so angry that he thought, "Didn't you force me to come here?"

But he had no choice. Li Changan was deeply trusted by His Majesty and was too famous. Bullying his nephew was commonplace.

Then, Li Changan said to Li Hongcheng, "Hongcheng, you are still the host of this poetry gathering. Little Second and I are just here to take a look."

Li Chengze glanced at Li Changan with resentment. Is it really appropriate to call him, the favorite to win the throne, "Little Second" in public?

Li Changan didn't care at all. Prince Jing was the eldest son, and Li Chengze could only be the youngest son.

"Everyone, Mr. Guo's suggestion just now is good, but the final evaluation session is still up to you."

"Finally, I and the Second Prince will review the three best poems. Is that ok?"

If Li Changan personally ranked the poems, wouldn't the poems ranked in the top few places skyrocket in value and become famous?

However, the scholars of Nanqing could hardly produce any good poems, so Li Changan was unwilling to rank them.

Evaluate the better poems, with both praise and criticism, so as to repay the favors done by Prince Jing and the second young master.

Li Changan's words had already given enough face, and Li Hongcheng nodded repeatedly to express his gratitude.

Afterwards, Li Hongcheng ordered someone to bring a table and put out writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.

When Fan Xian saw the four treasures of the study being carried up, he was shocked.

What the hell! Isn’t poetry reading just about reciting poems? Do you have to write the words yourself?

What a joke!
What Fan Xian didn't notice was that when he looked at Lin Wan'er, Ye Ling'er was looking at him angrily.

As Lin Wan'er's best friend, she has decided to beat Fan Xian up in public today!
The poetry reading began, and Li Changan and Li Chengze ate grapes and chatted behind the curtain.

The current crown prince and second prince have lost interest in winning over Li Changan to seize the throne.

Because Li Changan only used three tricks to deal with them: no initiative, no refusal, and no responsibility!
Anyone who came to see him was considered his close nephew, but when it came to making friends with court officials or using the Secret Guards, Li Changan refused.

Over time, the two nephews also understood that this uncle only listened to His Majesty.

If one day, Prince Yong suddenly sides with one side, it means that it is your Majesty's will.

So, behind the curtain, the two were talking about the last forty chapters of Dream of the Red Chamber.

When the poetry reading began, Guo Baokun took the lead again, and he brought out the poem with irregular rhythm.

"The clouds are clear and the pavilions are covered with dew, while the jade boats are drawn in the wind in the brocade hall.

The rising smoke covers the sky, and a little literary thought illuminates the fading lamp. "

When Fan Xian heard this poem, he shook his head inwardly, but he could not criticize it.

Although Mr. Guo was a little arrogant, he still helped him wholeheartedly.

Just because he had just spoken up for him in front of the two princes, Fan Xian had to remember that favor. Even if Young Master Guo was instructed by the Crown Prince, he had to help.

Li Chengze whispered, "This good-for-nothing, it looks like this poem has been prepared for a long time, the wording is too obvious, it's just average."

Guo Shao was applauded by the talented ladies and happily sat down. Now that he had shown his face, it was time for Fan Xian to appear.

Since His Royal Highness Prince Yong has said so, let everyone judge and rank them themselves. With Mr. Guo's influence, it won't be difficult for him to help promote Fan Xian.

However, when he sat back, he saw that Fan Xian was gone!
Guo Shao ran to the back, pulled Lao Zhang and asked, "Where is your son?"

Lao Zhang replied, "I went to the toilet with Lao Zhao!"

Guo Baokun was anxious. Why go to the toilet at this time? It would be easier to perform well if he went on stage earlier!
Not everyone has to write poetry at the poetry meeting. If you don't have the ability to write poetry within ten steps, you don't have to participate. The poems in Fan Xian's hand are a little better than those of Guo Shao, but his handwriting is not good.

Just now, Guo Baokun held up a poem and showed it to everyone present. If his handwriting were shown to others, people would laugh to death!

In this era, people believe that handwriting reflects their personality. Not being able to write well is like not being able to speak Mandarin in Beijing in the previous life.

Unless you are a top boss and speaking dialect is your specialty, otherwise you will be despised.

Li Changan copied poems in a steady and long-term manner, and did not copy many famous works, but Fan Xian had long given up the dangerous idea of ​​copying poems.

If he wrote that handwriting, he would probably make a fool of himself in front of Lin Wan'er.

Fan Xian hid in the pavilion in the backyard to think of a solution, but the second prince Li Chengze arrived.

"Fan Xian, the prince has no choice but to help you restore your reputation. He wishes you were dead."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Sooner or later, our meeting will be heard by the prince. The right thing for us to do is to cooperate with each other."

Even the Second Prince came forward to win him over, and Fan Xian became more confident in his own weight.

He had a badge of a commissioned official on his waist, and his father was the prospective Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, so he was not nervous in front of the Second Prince.

The second prince was somewhat disappointed, but Fan Xian avoided expressing his opinion by talking about other matters.

When meeting the Second Prince, Fan Xian saw Xie Bian's fast sword and had an idea in mind.
He left the Second Prince and smeared some chicken blood on his hand when passing by the kitchen, then wiped it off, and his right hand turned dark red.

After he returned to his seat, he said to Guo Baokun, "Mr. Guo, my hand is injured. Can you help me write later?"

Guo Baokun became anxious when he saw that Fan Xian couldn't get to the front and go on the court.

"What were you doing in the toilet? You used so much force that you hurt your hand!"

"I'll just write it, it's no big deal!"

Fan Xian praised in his heart that Master Guo was a good person and would really help when there was something going on.

As early as when Fan Xian looked at Lin Wan'er, Li Changan discovered that this boy was indeed attracted by her beauty.

It is not easy to pretend that my hand is injured now, wanting to show off but also wanting to hide my weakness.

Seeing Li Chengze coming back with a gloomy face, Li Changan directly pointed out, "You've hit a wall."

Li Chengze sighed quietly, "It's fine if Uncle Wang doesn't help me, but this kid won't respond to any soft or hard words."

"Now I have to watch the prince's people clear Fan Xian's reputation in my place. How aggrieved!"

Li Changan smiled and said, "It won't be easy for Fan Xian to turn things around. Just wait and see."

Li Changan knew that there were too many people who did not want Lin Wan'er to marry Fan Xian.

Not to mention Lin Ruofu and Lin Gong, Ye Ling'er who was present wanted to kill Fan Xian directly.

She didn't want her best friend to marry a notorious guy.

The poetry reading was still going on. Fan Xian supported his right hand with his left hand, his face full of apology.

"Everyone, unfortunately my hand was injured today and I can't write. Only Young Master Guo can do it for me."

Guo Baokun bowed in a circle and spoke passionately, "Everyone, Guo and Mr. Fan hit it off right away. It's just a small matter, I will take care of it!"

After saying that, Guo Baokun quickly walked to the desk and picked up the brush. "Brother Fan, you have always been talented. You are an expert at playing chess and writing poetry!"

"I am very lucky today to be able to write for you, Brother Fan. Please get started, Brother Fan!"

Behind the curtain, Li Chengze pouted, "This idiot is really risking his life for the prince's order."

Li Changan said quietly, "I am serious about this matter. I have finished the poem after writing it down."

Li Chengze frowned and said, "Uncle Yong, why are you praising this idiot?"

Li Changan said, "Read the first two words of these two sentences together."

The second prince chewed grapes and muttered to himself, "Stupid... stupid... Uncle Wang, what's the story behind this?"

On the corridor, Fan Xian had already recited the first sentence, "Looking eastward to the shore of the clouds..."

Hearing this, Li Changan laughed in his heart, isn't this the poem written by He Zongwei?

Sure enough, He Zongwei had a complicated expression on his face. It turned out that Guo Shao gave He Zongwei's poems to Fan Xian to make him famous.

Looking eastward to the cloud-covered shore, white clothes are stepping on the cold frost.

Don’t say you are alone and far away, there are green mountains to see you off.

This poem is indeed better than Guo Shao's, and it is also the best poem Guo Shao can come up with.

Fan Xian had just started when a ball of paper was suddenly thrown onto Ye Ling'er's desk.

She looked back vigilantly, but found that there was no one there. Xing Yusen, who had thrown the paper ball, had already slipped away.

Ye Ling'er opened the paper ball and was immediately furious.

"Fan Xian's handwriting was terrible, so he pretended to be injured to avoid making a fool of himself in front of Princess Yi Chen."

Ye Ling'er was furious when she saw Fan Xian holding up one arm and acting pretentiously.

"Wait a minute!"

Ye Ling'er gave a clear shout and quickly walked in front of Fan Xian.

Name: Ye Ling'er
Age: 16 years old

Realm: Seventh level lower
Talents: Martial Arts (Eighth Rank), Commander (Fourth Rank)

Abilities: Tracking (sixth rank), Commander (third rank)

Emotion: 20
"Fan Xian!"

"I heard that you are about to advance to the eighth level. I want to ask you for advice!"

Seeing Ye Ling'er suddenly rushing out, Guo Baokun was horrified, "Miss Ye, stop it, Brother Fan has an injury on his hand, we can't spar!"

The second prince shouted hurriedly, "Bi'an, hurry up! Hold her down!"

Li Chengze was so smart. If he held Ye Ling'er down at this time, he would definitely make Fan Xian appreciate it.

Without saying a word, Xie Bian moved as fast as the wind and firmly held down Guo Baokun who was about to step forward to stop him!
Guo Baokun screamed in pain, "Who are you? Why are you pressing me?"

Old Xie had misheard! Li Chengze wanted him to press Ye Ling'er!
Xing Yusen's clenched hands relaxed instantly. If Old Xie wanted to press Ye Ling'er, he would press Old Xie.

Li Changan smiled faintly, Li Chengze's eyes went dark, and Ye Ling'er's coffin was about to hit Fan Xian's face!

Li Chengze stood up and shouted hurriedly, "Old Xie, hold Ye Ling'er down..."

Xie Bian realized that he had pressed the wrong person. But before he could do anything, he realized that it was too late.

Because Fan Xian had raised his right hand to block Ye Ling'er's coffin-splitting attack.

Although Ye Ling'er is only at the lower seventh rank, the Da Pi Guan move is a simplified version of the Liu Yun San Shou move.

With such tactics, Fan Xian would never dare to be careless.

What's more, Ye Ling'er has a grandmaster in her family. Even if Fan Xian is crippled, she is fearless and her moves are powerful.

"You ridiculous and shameless playboy, you are really pretending to be injured. I will chop you into pieces today!"

(End of this chapter)