The two most prominent people present actually started to tear each other apart, and everyone's jaws dropped in shock.
Lu Huairen's face was even uglier than that of his dead mother. Prince Kang and Shang Jijiu ignored him.
Seeing that both of them were getting angry, Zhao Hao quickly stepped forward to persuade them.
"Your Highness, Mr. Shang, why don't you two stop fighting and read Lu Huairen's poems first to decide the winner of our literary battle?"
Hearing what Zhao Hao said, Lu Huairen almost shed tears.
Why are you so touched?
Mr. Shang snorted: "What the hell, with the level of your two poems today, who in the entire Qian Kingdom can beat you?"
King Kang also said: "That's right, don't read it. Today's literary fight is won by you! Mr. Shang, pay attention to your identity..."
Mr. Shang said angrily: "I'm careful, Your Majesty, don't bully my blindness. Zhao Xiaozi's two poems have extraordinary writing styles. You actually want to monopolize them. You are simply too greedy!"
King Kang was completely convinced. This old boy was nearly seventy years old, but he didn't expect that he was really strong.
He didn't dare to use too much force. It wouldn't be a big deal if he really did anything bad to the old man.
"Okay, okay, you old thing, I will give you one article. Isn't it okay to give you one article? Hurry up and let go!"
"Huh, that's pretty much it!"
After getting the first autumn poem written by Zhao Hao from King Kang, he quickly sat down in front of the bookcase and looked at it as if he had found a treasure.
King Kang stared at him with pain: "Old man, can you go home and watch again?"
After being called out by him several times, Shang Henshui reluctantly looked away, carefully folded the paper and stuffed it into his chest.
King Kang looked away speechlessly, and immediately said to everyone: "Okay, the literary fight between Zhao Xiaozi and Lu Xiaozi is over."
He looked at Lu Huairen and said, "Young man from the Lu family, as a result of the literary fight just now, I and Mr. Shang have announced that if you have any objections, you can submit your poems for everyone present to comment."
Lu Huairen's face was indescribably ugly, his hands were clenched tightly in his fists, and his whole body seemed to be trembling.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Shang, I have no objections, I... give up!"
He did not have the courage to read his works in front of everyone.
Compared with Zhao Hao's poems, there is a huge difference.
If it were actually read, it would be a humiliation.
King Kang smiled and said: "Okay, since there are no objections, the result is settled. Next, the literary meeting will officially begin. You can write poems as you like. The titles are also autumn poems and frontier fortress poems."
Zhao Hao said quickly: "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty."
King Kang smiled and said: "Boy from the Zhao family, do you have anything else to say?"
His favorability towards Zhao Hao has skyrocketed now, and he looks at Zhao Hao as if he were looking at his favorite concubine.
Zhao Hao smiled and nodded, then turned to look at Lu Huairen.
"Brother Huairen, I didn't expect that I won by luck. You said it was a big deal, so you're sorry. Well, can you give me a hundred dollars?"
Lu Huairen stared at Zhao Hao, his teeth chattering.
"Of course I will give you the money, but I don't have it with me at the moment. I will send it to your house later!"
He never thought that he would lose, so of course he didn't take any money with him.
When Zhao Hao heard this, he was immediately unhappy, but thinking about the occasion, he didn't say much.
"Okay, then don't forget it. I'm in urgent need of money right now. If you don't send it to me today, I'll send someone to get it tomorrow!"
After bowing to King Kang and Shang Henshui, he took Su Si and left under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Looking at his leaving figure, everyone was speechless for a long time, and they were not even in the mood for the next literary meeting.
There were many people who wanted to write poems before, and even had already finished their poems, just waiting to become famous at literary festivals, but now they don’t even want to publish their poems.
Today, there are two poems that are spread all over the world. It is impossible for anyone to surpass them, and it is completely out of the question to become famous.
After leaving Juxian Building, Zhao Hao walked home with his hands behind his back, taking rather uncomfortable steps, followed by Su Si and the little maid.
At this moment, Su Si looked at Zhao Hao with eyes still full of disbelief.
Won!
Zhao Hao actually won!
Others didn't know it, but she knew very well that Zhao Hao didn't ask anyone to write poems for him at all. The two poems just now were composed by himself.
This is incredible!
How could he have such incredible literary attainments?
Su Si put all her thoughts on Zhao Hao, and wanted to see Zhao Hao thoroughly from the inside out.
…
Before they even got home, the entire story of Wen Dou had spread like a whirlwind.
Imperial Palace, Yuxiu Pavilion.
Princess Yongning, who had just received the news, suddenly opened her eyes in shock.
"What? That bad guy Zhao Hao actually defeated Lu Huairen?"
Xiao Tao nodded repeatedly.
"Yes princess, Zhao Hao really won. He composed two poems that were spread all over the world, and even caused King Kang and Shang Jijiu to compete in public."
Princess Yongning stood up suddenly and said angrily: "That's unreasonable. That Lu Huairen, if you don't have the ability, just don't start a literary fight. It's simply not shameful! It pisses me off, it really pisses me off!"
Xiao Tao took out the copied poems: "Princess, these are two poems written by Zhao Hao. Do you... want to read them?"
Princess Yongning raised her beautiful eyes and hummed: "Look, why don't you read it? Bring it to me. I want to see what he wrote!"
Xiaotao quickly put the two poems away, and Princess Yongning frowned and started reading them.
It didn't matter when I read it, I was immediately deeply attracted by the poems.
I finally understood why Zhao Hao won.
These two poems, let alone a literary battle with a mere Lu Huairen, or any poet in Daqian, there would be no suspense in the outcome.
After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly looked back at Xiao Tao: "No! How could that bad guy write such a poem? He must have found someone to write it for him!"
Xiao Tao nodded repeatedly: "The princess is right, he must have found someone to write it for him. Otherwise, how could he be able to write poetry? I just don't know who wrote it for him!"
Princess Yongning gritted her teeth: "Send someone to investigate and find out the ghostwriter. This person is so talented. How can he be reduced to writing poems for a loser? We must rescue this great talent!"
Xiao Tao suddenly felt embarrassed and said: "Princess, I'm afraid it's not easy to investigate. Zhao Hao must be extremely secretive about this kind of thing."
Snapped!
Princess Yongning's pretty face turned cold, and she said: "Then we must investigate. If we can't find this great talent, it will be a huge loss to us!"
Xiao Tao said: "But princess, we have no way of finding out!"
Princess Yongning pondered for a moment, then shouted angrily: "Then I will directly ask that bad guy Zhao Hao!"
Xiao Tao's eyes suddenly widened: "Huh? Princess, do you want to ask directly? That bad guy won't tell you, right?"
Princess Yongning sneered: "He dares to ask him personally, how dare he hide it?"
