Chapter 102 [Ruoruo feels as exciting as having an affair] (Please subscribe)

Author: Bijianxingke

Chapter 102 [Ruoruo feels as exciting as having an affair] (Please subscribe)

Prince Jing's Mansion.

backyard.

In the residences of royal family members, there are naturally many rockeries and pavilions.

Flowers and plants are also standard, with a wide variety and very regular placement.

Larger mansions are even built around lakes, taking advantage of the feng shui advantages of being close to mountains and rivers.

Prince Jing's Mansion is such a huge and luxurious building.

All because at the critical moment of seizing the throne, Prince Jing, as the youngest brother of the current emperor, very resolutely and decisively chose to side with him.

In the end, he will win a life of glory, wealth and luxury, and become a prince who has more money and less time to do and be close to home.

At this moment, in the pavilion next to the lake in the backyard of Prince Jing's Mansion, the second prince took off the gold-edged unicorn shoes he was wearing, which were specially provided by the royal merchants and were specially provided by the royal merchants. He casually took them aside and sat with his bare feet in a lazy posture.

On the ground, looking at the book with "Infernal Affairs" printed on it.

He casually picked the grapes placed on the exquisite blue and white porcelain plate in the pavilion and put them in his mouth. The juice burst with juice. He exclaimed in surprise from time to time, making no secret of his extreme love for this book that had been banned by the imperial court.

If you look carefully, you will easily find that the books in his hands are wrinkled and look quite old.

That's because he will take this book with him wherever he goes, and when he has free time, he will open the pages and read them carefully.

In addition to "Infernal Affairs", which makes people never guess where the ending turns, his favorite is "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which has supreme battles of wits everywhere.

I have often read and researched it over the years, and I have benefited a lot from it.

For the second prince, who was not weak in talent and ambitious, the biggest emotion was that he could never find a trusted advisor comparable to Zhuge Liang who could advise him.

Until he discovered Fan Zui, a strange man in the world who also wrote "Infernal Affairs", "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and "Thirty-Six Stratagems" under a pseudonym.

From that moment on, he had made up his mind to imitate Liu Bei from the Three Kingdoms, who visited the thatched cottage three times, and would take this man under his command for his own use no matter how much it cost.

With the help of this person, whether it is strategy or power inside and outside the court, he will be greatly improved, and even completely crush the leading power in the East Palace today.

Therefore, the day after he learned that Fan Zui had entered Beijing, he met Fan Zui on Niulan Street, which was the only way Fan Zui returned home.

Although they had only met briefly once, they were not acquaintances.

When they first met, Fan Zui seriously injured Xie Bi'an, the leader of his eight generals. He was afraid that he would have to lie in bed for ten and a half days before he could get out of bed and move around a little. He had no intention of pursuing this offense, which could be regarded as the following offense.

Afterwards, he was even willing to give up his property, Zuixianju, without taking any money.

"A great book, a great book, a unique book!"

After seeing the wonderful thing, the second prince stood up excitedly and danced. He had no sense of the rules that a prince should behave in.

This is the biggest difference between him and the prince.

If two people are eating at the same table, the difference will be obvious at first glance.

As if he thought of something rather annoying, he suddenly put away the strange book in his hand, looked at the person standing outside the pavilion and asked with a frown:

"Go and see for yourself what's going on in the front hall. Why hasn't Fan Zui started writing poetry?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, General Fan arrived late because he had a traffic jam with Mr. Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, at Niulan Street. Now he had a quarrel with the editor of the East Palace, so he has not yet written a poem. It seems that the two of them are going to have a bet on the quality of their poems.

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One of the eight generals held a sword in his hand and bowed respectfully, and briefly reported to the master what had happened in the front hall.

After understanding the whole story, the second prince slapped the book in his hand on the stone table in the pavilion that was carved from the finest stones transported from the West Sea. With a bit of anger directed at whom, he said:

"Guo Baokun? That little editor from the sixth rank of the Eastern Palace? Who gave him the courage to dare to challenge a powerful second-rank general with an army of 500,000 men?"

After that, he picked two grapes from the blue and white porcelain on the stone table and ate them. After protruding the grape seeds, he added and said to himself:

"How dare you delay the publication of a poem that has been passed down for eternity for a long time. I really deserve to be killed. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to criticize this little Donggong editor. Otherwise, I really don't know how to be generous."

"Your Highness, why not leave this matter to me? Your Highness will be satisfied."

A general from eight families who saw the opportunity and wanted to make a contribution came forward to ask for help.

He did not have any of the eighteen weapons listed in the list, but only a tattered canvas medicine bag hanging on his waist.

The second prince once again picked up the book on the stone table and read it carefully, waved his hand casually and said:

"Don't rush this matter now. Let's see how Fan Zui and I meet after the poetry meeting. You should pay more attention to the situation in the front hall.

Once Fan Zui writes any poems, they must be sent to me as soon as possible.

There is no need to wait for him to finish writing everything before sending it to you, you can just convey it word by word orally."

"yes!"

He glanced at the book in his hand and was about to immerse himself in it again, when he suddenly raised his head and asked:

"How did you go about finding eighteen beauties?"

The eight generals in charge of this matter meant that he was a person with an exquisite mind who was responsible for handling these trivial but indispensable important matters. He took a step forward, bowed respectfully and said:

"Going back to Your Highness, I will strictly follow His Highness's requirements for the eighteen different and unique styles of the Kingdom and the City. So far, I have only found ten. Please wait for a while, Your Highness, and your subordinates will definitely be able to handle this matter.

You will truly live up to His Highness’ great trust.”

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the second prince raising his hand slightly and saying:

"I carefully thought about Fan Zui's behavior all the time. Although he loves beautiful women extremely, he even has the lofty ideal of collecting beauties from all over the world and becoming a beauty collector.

However, if I really gave him eighteen different and stunning beauties, it would seem a bit tacky, and he might not like such a gift.

Therefore, we will put this plan on hold for now and talk about it later.”

"yes!"

When this thoughtful general of the Eight Families responded to the order, he was thinking in his heart, are you really sure that General Fan doesn't like such a gift?

Front hall.

Poetry meeting.

Fan Zui suddenly put down his chopsticks and stood up from his seat, walked to the desk placed in the middle of the aisle, ignored everyone's surprised looks, picked up his pen and started writing.

"Master Fan, what are you doing?"

Li Hongcheng, the eldest son of Prince Jing, was quite confused when he saw this and asked in confusion.

Fan Zui picked up his brush and simply dyed some ink in the ink pool, then started to write a poem and said:

"Today's poetry meeting didn't see a talented woman like my sister who met my standard of beauty collection. I was in a bad mood and didn't have the time to write poetry, so I just plagiarized two other people's poems to make up for it.

If within one day after I finish writing, someone else can write better poems than these two, I will lose the bet just now."

What does brother mean by this...

Ruoruo's calm heart once again stirred up turmoil because of a simple word, and her whole body felt numb and hot.

But his face remained as calm as possible because he couldn't let others notice.

But precisely because of this, my heart became even more confused.

Suddenly I realized that this feeling like having an affair is so exciting...
Chapter completed!