Chapter 39 The poetry meeting begins

Style: Historical Author: Tiangong QinglongWords: 2196Update Time: 24/01/12 02:56:13
If this Zhou Rui was just an ordinary prince, then even if he was just born from a palace maid, he would be able to ensure that he would have food and clothing, prosperity and wealth.

Because after all, he was born into a royal family, even an ordinary prince could be named a prince in the end and enjoy it for the rest of his life.

But this Zhou Rui is the eldest prince!

Although he was not the legitimate son, he was still the eldest son, which made it possible for Zhou Rui to inherit the throne.

In this way, even if Zhou Rui said that he had no intention of inheriting the throne, who would believe it?

Therefore, the second prince had already regarded Zhou Rui as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his side, which also made those people unwilling to communicate too much with Zhou Rui for fear of being resented by the second prince.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of this. He didn't expect that the power struggle in the royal family was really complicated.

Even those who can participate in society, most of them are already high-ranking people, but they are walking on thin ice at all times, for fear that others will think that they are members of the eldest prince's faction.

Just as Zhao Feng was thinking this, Zhou Rui also cast his gaze.

"Fourth brother, I wonder what this is?"

Zhao Feng was stunned and turned his head subconsciously, just in time to meet Zhou Rui's sharp eyes. After seeing this look, Zhao Feng was a little surprised.

But Zhou Kang seemed to not feel anything wrong, and introduced Zhou Rui with a smile.

"Brother, this is the Mr. Zhao I told you about, and he is the one I specially invited to help you this time!"

Zhao Feng nodded slightly and cupped his hands towards Zhou Rui.

"The common people have seen the eldest prince!"

A very sincere smile appeared on Zhou Rui's face, and he nodded towards Zhao Feng. The sharpness in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by the same laziness as before.

But Zhao Feng was convinced that he was right. It seemed that the eldest prince was not as unbearable as the rumors said.

"Then it's Mr. Lao Zhao."

Zhou Rui said this casually, and then chatted with Zhou Kang again.

However, after the look just now, Zhao Feng no longer looks down on Zhou Rui like the others. After all, as the eldest prince and the daughter of a palace maid, he is not able to survive until now in this capital full of struggle. An easy task.

Zhou Rui and Zhou Kang were sitting there chatting, and at this moment, everyone at the scene crowded towards the door.

Zhao Feng turned his head curiously and saw a young man who looked somewhat similar to Zhou Kang, but had a more unruly face, walking in surrounded by a group of people.

"It's the second prince!"

"His Royal Highness is truly extraordinary!"

"I have long heard that the Second Prince is very talented, and today I can have a good experience of it through this poetry meeting!"

As soon as the second prince Zhou Geng appeared, the atmosphere at the entire scene became more heated. It can even be said that more than half of the people present came here because of the second prince Zhou Geng.

Zhou Geng, on the other hand, nodded slightly to those people, knowing his identity as a prince very well.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Kang couldn't help but frown slightly, and then lowered his voice and said to Zhou Rui.

"Since ancient times, there has been an order of growth and development. Why does he take you, the eldest brother, so seriously?"

Zhou Rui waved his hand as if it didn't matter, poured a glass of wine and said.

"Most of the people who are able to come here today are trying to find a good future for themselves. How can I help them?"

Zhou Kang was a little angry, but he didn't want to get angry. At this moment, Zhou Geng seemed to have just seen Zhou Rui. He couldn't help showing a little surprise on his face, and then raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"It turns out that the eldest brother and the fourth brother have already arrived. It seems that I, the master of the poetry club, am late."

With a simple sentence, Zhou Geng showed his sharpness, while Zhou Kang stood up. Although he was very reluctant, he still held his hand patiently.

"It's not too late for second brother to come. After all, if second brother doesn't come, how can we dare to start?"

Zhou Geng chuckled, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, and then turned to look at Zhou Rui, but he did not come over to say hello, but said directly to the people around him.

"Since everyone is here, let's start our poetry meeting now!"

Zhou Geng said this and walked towards the main seat without hesitation. His appearance and demeanor seemed to not take Zhou Rui, the eldest prince, seriously at all.

Some people around were waiting to watch the excitement, wanting to see how Zhou Rui responded to this incident, but they were disappointed.

Until Zhou Geng sat firmly in the main seat, Zhou Rui didn't react at all. He still sat in his slightly remote pavilion and drank by himself.

Suddenly, the entire garden was divided into two parts by Zhou Geng and Zhou Rui, and the guests mixed in were in a dilemma.

Although there is no comparison between Zhou Rui and Zhou Geng, after all, Zhou Rui only occupies the identity of a eldest prince, and there is no way to compare with Zhou Geng in terms of power, status and even the level of prominence of his life experience.

But Zhou Rui also has Zhou Kang!

They can deny face to Zhou Rui, but they cannot deny face to Zhou Kang.

Zhou Kang's biological mother was a noble concubine of the current dynasty, and behind the concubine was a relatively large power group of the current dynasty. If they dared to offend Zhou Kang's face today, then I'm afraid their life in the future would not be easy.

Just when those people were in a dilemma, Zhou Rui seemed to have thought of all this, and just smiled at Zhou Kang and said.

"Fourth brother, why don't you go over and sit down quickly?"

"I believe there should be a place for you there, my second brother!"

Zhou Rui's words were not loud, but in this extremely silent garden, he could still be heard clearly by the people present.

Zhou Geng also patted the seat next to him at this time.

"Fourth brother, eldest brother, why don't you two come over quickly and take a seat?"

"Our poetry meeting is about to begin!"

Zhou Rui smiled, shook his head, raised his glass and said.

"I always like to be quiet, so I'll just sit here. Fourth brother, go and sit next to the second brother!"

Zhou Kang was a little embarrassed, but he had no choice but to obey Zhou Rui's instructions. He walked to the front of the crowd reluctantly and sat on Zhou Geng's right hand.

Zhao Feng knew that with his status there was no way he could go and sit down. At that moment, Zhou Rui raised his glass to Zhao Feng.

"I heard my fourth brother mention it before that I am also very interested in Mr. Zhao. If Mr. Zhao doesn't dislike it, why not just sit here with me!"

Zhao Feng had no choice but to nod his head when he heard this and sat next to Zhou Rui.

The guests present breathed a sigh of relief and each chose a seat to sit down. However, the second prince Zhou Geng and the fourth prince Zhou Kang were vaguely surrounded by them. On the contrary, Zhou Rui was basically ignored.