"How can there be such a poem?!"

"How could such a masterpiece appear in the human world, in this place!" If he had thought that his poem would win the crown, it was a masterpiece, but when he saw it side by side with his own.

At the side, w.a.n.g Shouyi, who had not lost his composure even from the start, looked at the masterpiece on the Xuan paper. His entire body was trembling as he recited the beautiful words that were as wonderful as a paradise.

For a time, two young men who were extremely talented in the State of Feng Yun and had a bright future ahead of them, both had pale faces and dazed expressions. Their eyes were glazed like eggplants, and their previous smug looks were instantly swept away!

"No, this can't be a poem written by Xiang Yun!" Suddenly, Lin Feng's eyes turned red as he said in a low voice!

Hearing that, w.a.n.g Wen Jing's face immediately changed. He frowned and shouted in a low voice: "How dare you!" "Lin Feng, how dare you be disrespectful to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Seeing w.a.n.g Wenjing's sudden change in expression, Lin Feng's heart was shocked. He knew that he had made a mistake this time. Even if he was not convinced in his heart, he shouldn't have said it now.

But now that he had said those words, and more importantly, the beautiful and n.o.ble princess was also present, Lin Feng naturally did not want to lower his head in a sorry state. Right at this moment, the princess happened to glance in his direction, which was caught by Lin Feng's keen senses.

Since I want to conquer a proud and n.o.ble woman like the Princess of the Pheonix, there is no way I can do it using ordinary methods. How about I take this opportunity to unravel the fake side of this cloud, and then step all of them under my feet, leaving a deep impression in front of her highness!

After making up his mind, Lin Feng's expression turned malevolent. He no longer bent his body to face w.a.n.g Wenjing. The latter straightened his body and regained her unafraid and arrogant expression as she spoke to w.a.n.g Wenjing.

"Prime Minister w.a.n.g, it's not that I'm being rude, I really can't bear to see all of you being deceived. I was a little too rude just now, please forgive me."

"Humph!" What right do you have to say that His Highness is lying to us? Do you have any proof? " w.a.n.g Wenjing's pair of gentle eyes were now as sharp as a falcon's. He coldly stared at Lin Feng as his discontent was expressed clearly in his words.

He could only bite the bullet and say, "As a close friend of my son, I am in the same sect as him. With my understanding of him, I naturally know his level of knowledge, and this poem could be called a masterpiece. Although my son's talent is considered rather high, he definitely wouldn't be able to write such an exceptional poem!"

As he said this, Lin Feng very shrewdly turned his head to look at the prince who was facing him. He actually kneeled down and bowed towards Xiang Lingtian as he said, "Your highness redemption, the so-called pity for the parents of the world, and the foundation of your nation, your highness. You will definitely hope that your child can be honest with you.

The latter naturally knew that the power of this grand character in front of him was not weak in the slightest when compared to the current emperor. In fact, even the emperor had to respect him, and if the prince was unhappy and wanted to kill him, then even if Lin Feng's father was a relative of the emperor, it would still be a matter of life and death.

Even the Left Premier w.a.n.g Wenjing was secretly praising him. Honestly speaking, he also did not believe that Xiang Yun could write such a poem, but he and the other officials could not, and did not dare to raise any doubts. On the other hand, this tough and intelligent Lin Feng had stepped forward.

At this moment, Xiang Lingtian, who was seated high up, looked at the kneeling Lin Feng in front of him. The latter had no expression on his calm and scholarly face as he stared at Lin Feng who was lying on the ground and said indifferently, "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Xiang Tian had only said these words, but they actually caused Lin Feng's body to feel as if it was covered in a layer of frost. A chill ran up his spine and his body involuntarily trembled for an instant!

At this moment, Lin Feng was truly afraid that Xiang Tian would say 'kill him' in an indifferent tone. At that time, not only would his father not dare to avenge him, he would personally rush to Silver City to kowtow and admit his wrongs.

Hearing these words, Lin Feng who was on the ground felt as if he had been granted amnesty. At the same time, his heart was also excited. Since the Prince did not kill him and allowed him to continue speaking, it seemed that he had made the right bet!

His eyes were like lightning, his body was straight, and his expression was that of selflessness. He faced the crowd and said loudly, "Thank you all for allowing me to speak bluntly, but I have already made it clear that this poem was not something the Crown Prince was capable of. As his schoolmate, I can vouch for it with my dignity!"

Many of them did not know much about Xiang Yun, but they had heard of the latter's reputation before. Naturally, they knew what the latter was like.

Anyway, he had never heard of any good rumors. How could such a person write such an exceptional poem? That made sense.

However, just as everyone was beginning to believe, and the atmosphere had become a little strange, he had been sitting right next to w.a.n.g Wenjing, coldly staring at the 'righteous' little prince Lin Feng was saying something. Xiang Yun finally opened his mouth, and as soon as the words left his mouth, everyone fell to the ground.

Xiang Yun pointed at the high-spirited Lin Feng and yelled, "You shameless thing, you really don't care about face if you're given face. Who gave you the guts to dare slander this son of yours, do you really think I wouldn't dare to hit you!?"

He had not expected that Xiang Yun would actually dare to insult so many people in front of so many people. The latter's face immediately turned red from the scolding and his expression became extremely ugly. However, Lin Feng managed to endure it in the end.

He forced himself to calm down, forcing out a rather composed smile as he looked at Xiang Yun, saying, "Little Heir, don't worry, tell me who exactly your master was guiding me with this poem, or perhaps it was copied from that book of poems and poems. In front of your schoolmates, you don't need to hide it."

Xiang Yun laughed in anger upon hearing this. As he looked at Lin Feng's calm and self-righteous face, the latter did not get used to it and continued cursing without restraint.

"I copied you. I copied your dad. I copied your grandpa. Who do you think has the ability to make me copy?"

"You …" Lin Feng was once again dumbfounded!

"I …" Lin Feng never thought that this little crown prince would actually scold people to be so valiant, even he could not interrupt him.

However, Xiang Yun's vulgarity did not cause any of the onlookers to feel displeased. Instead, their gazes all turned, revealing expressions of contemplation.

Indeed, if you, Lin Feng, said that I, Xiang Yun, copied it, then whose did I copy it from? In the entire Wind Cloud Country today, who has this level of skill to write such a masterpiece? Lin Feng is not, not even his grandfather, not even w.a.n.g Wen Jing! This ruled out one possibility.

The second possibility was that Xiang Yun had copied the poems from the book. However, it was just as Xiang Yun had said, no one had heard that the poem had the poem 'Shuidiao Getou' written on it.

Excluding these two possibilities, Xiang Yun's suspicion of plagiarizing had really been greatly reduced.

Although he was also shocked by Xiang Yun's reb.u.t.tal, he still did not believe that with Xiang Yun's literary standard, it was impossible for him to write such a masterpiece, even if the latter was extremely fortunate and talented, to succeed!

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Xiang Yun with a calm expression, "Your Highness, if we continue to argue like this, there won't be a convincing conclusion. I have a way to prove the innocence of Your Highness, but I don't know if you have the guts to do so?"

Xiang Yun glanced at Lin Feng when he heard this, taking in the latter's smug look. This person was clearly trying to goad him, but Xiang Yun was confident, not fearing the latter's goading at all.

"If you have any ideas, just say them out. Don't play any tricks on me, this prince doesn't have time to beat around the bush with you." Xiang Yun returned to his seat, a calm and composed expression on his face.

However, Xiang Yun remained calm and collected. Upon hearing this, he even nodded his head and said, "That's true."

When Lin Feng heard these words, the latter almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Immediately, Lin Feng continued to speak with a malicious intent as he looked towards Xiang Yun.

"Since Your Highness is so talented, do you dare to compete with me again? Let us get the prime minister to set up the questions, and then you and I can compose a poem together. We won't need you to compose another masterpiece, but as long as it is a masterpiece, it will show that Your Highness is extremely talented and knowledgeable!" That peerless masterpiece must also be one of your masterpieces, your highness. "

When Lin Feng had asked for the first minister to give the question, and Xiang Yun and he had written another poem, everyone's eyes lit up. That's right, if they were just debating whether or not Xiang Yun had copied it, it would truly be difficult to find a way out.

However, now that the two of them were once again writing a poem in front of everyone and were just casually setting it as they pleased, this was truly a test of their literary strength!

"I wonder if Your Highness dares to do so?" Lin Feng's gaze stared intently at Xiang Yun, wanting to capture the fear on the latter's face and the evasive look on his face!

However, what disappointed Lin Feng was that Xiang Yun did not have the slightest hint of fear on his face. Facing Lin Feng's questioning, Xiang Yun could only sneer and say, "Fine, you want to compete a round, right? Okay, but if I win today and prove that I wrote this poem, what should I do? "My time is extremely precious. If I am to delay it, I will have to pay a price."

Lin Feng seemed to have expected this, thinking that these were merely Xiang Yun's words that wanted to escape and intentionally threatening him.

"Your Highness, as long as you win, I will let you make the arrangements."

Lin Feng's expression slightly changed when he heard this. A trace of anger flashed across his eyes. However, it was quickly replaced by a confident smile on his face.

"Alright!"

Lin Feng was already standing in front of one of the square tables. With one hand on his sleeve and the other holding a black ink stick, he gently rubbed the ink stick while the latter secretly glanced at Princess Si Feng with an uncountable amount of elegance on his handsome face.

Xiang Yun, who had originally been seated on his seat, shrugged his shoulders and twisted his neck a few times. Without being polite, he stood up and strode towards the square table.

A fragrant wind blew over, and Lin Wan'er obediently went forward to study the ink. It was only then that Lin Feng discovered that Xiang Yun actually had such a beautiful maid by his side. In terms of appearance alone, she was not inferior to Princess Pheonix.

w.a.n.g Wenjing had already thought of a question while the two were working on the ink. He nodded and said to the two of them, "Today is the birthday celebration for the king. The guests are all happy. Why don't the two of you use wine as the guide and write two poems about wine, and also use an incense stick as the time limit? "

Upon hearing these words, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth lifted into a confident smile. Clasping his fists, he nodded his head and said: "This student has no objections, I will do as the prime minister says!"

The latter turned to look at Xiang Yun, wanting to see how this fellow looked in a state of panic. However, Xiang Yun's smile was even more radiant than his. He even nodded at w.a.n.g Wenjing, saying, "This question is pretty good."

In the next moment, Lin Feng had already started writing, writing the first line of the poem. The latter immediately stopped writing and continued to ponder over it, and in the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Lin Feng began writing again!

"Hiss!"

Seeing Lin Feng's speed of writing, everyone present, including w.a.n.g Wenjing, the head of the civil service official, and a few county governor whose literary prowess was not to be trifled with, were secretly shocked in their hearts.

While everyone was admiring Lin Feng's speed of writing poetry, they did not forget to size up Xiang Yun, who was standing beside him on the table. The latter was currently the complete opposite of Lin Feng's concentration.

When the sandalwood was lit up, Xiang Yun did not immediately take up the brush. Instead, he had Lin Wan'er bring over a chair, and then a wine cup for him as well as a pot of warm wine.

The latter placed the chair in front of the table and strutted to sit on it. She picked up the jug of wine and poured a cup into her cup.

Xiang Yun poured himself a cup of wine and took a small sip. Immediately squinting his eyes in comfort, he said rather lazily, "How can I relieve my worries? Only Du Kang!"

The latter's short eight words gave one an indescribable feeling, as if the cup of wine in Xiang Yun's hands was the best medicine in the world to relieve one's worries, allowing one to discard all troubles in the world.

"What a great 'How can I solve this problem?' Only Du Kang can do that!" w.a.n.g Wenjing sighed in his heart as he was also surprised by Xiang Yun's words. At this moment, even Xiang Tian was looking at his son in surprise.

Soon after, Lin Feng regained his composure and continued to write!

When the fragrance had burnt a third of the way through, there was only a 'pa da' sound of the brush hitting the edge of the inkstone. When the fragrance had burnt a third of the way through, there was a 'pa' sound of the brush hitting the edge of the inkstone.

The fragrance had only burnt a third of the time and Lin Feng had actually completed the entire poem. This caused everyone to be astonished once again!

When w.a.n.g Wenjing heard this, he said to Lin Feng, "Bring them up, let me have a look at them."

Lin Feng hurriedly used both hands to pick up his poem and bent over to hand it to w.a.n.g Wenjing.

The more he read, the more surprised he became. When he finished reading, he couldn't help but raise his head to look at Lin Feng and give him a satisfied nod, exclaiming in his heart.

"Very good!"

"Prime Minister, you're too kind!" However, he could not hide the pleased smile on his face. On the side, w.a.n.g Shouyi, who originally had nothing to do with him, also revealed an envious expression. To be able to receive such praise and admiration from the Prime Minister, this Lin Feng would probably be able to receive a lot of help from the Prime Minister in the future.

Following that, w.a.n.g Wenjing brought Lin Feng's poem over to Xiang Tian. After reading it once, Xiang Tian could not help but slightly nod his head. It was obvious that he approved of this poem.

The crown prince, Xiang Gan, could not help but read the poem aloud in a low voice.

This day was very cold, but suddenly he remembered the guests in the mountains.

If he wanted to hold a ladle of wine, he could comfort the wind and the rain.

Falling leaves filled the empty mountains, where could one find traces of movement?

"This is indeed a good work. Although it is plain when read, it is actually a work of repet.i.tions. It can be said to be the true meaning of being seen in ordinary times!" Xiang Qian could not help but look with admiration at the proud and surprised Lin Feng who stood with his hands behind his back.

"The crown prince's words are correct. Although this poem cannot be compared to the poem that Lin Feng wrote earlier and is not considered a masterpiece, it is definitely the best choice among the poems. Lin Feng is indeed talented!" w.a.n.g Wenjing took over the Prince's words and praised him again.

"Heh heh."

Just as everyone in the hall was savoring Lin Feng's poems and praising him, an untimely cold laughter rang out, causing everyone's attention to s.h.i.+ft slightly. They looked towards the source of the laughter, it was Xiang Yun who was still seated on his chair, drinking by himself, without the slightest intention of writing.

Everyone looked curiously at Xiang Yun, not understanding why he had let out that cold laugh.

Xiang Yun lightly shook his head as he glanced at the crowd with a face full of mockery, saying indifferently, "Forgive me for being blunt, but that poem just now, is simply trash."

"Hua!"

These words from Xiang Yun were like a stone that gave rise to a thousand ripples. Everyone stared at Xiang Yun in a daze, shock and confusion evident on their faces.

"Your Highness, this is a masterpiece! Your words are a bit too much!" Even w.a.n.g Wenjing felt that Xiang Yun had gone overboard. No matter how arrogant he was, he could not belittle a masterpiece like this.

Even though Ling Tian had also frowned, it was obvious that he was dissatisfied. As for Xiang Jinglei, he even directly scolded his third brother.

"Xiang Yun, don't talk so much. This poem has been appraised by all the lords and emperors!"

Everyone here had once appraised this poem of Lin Feng's and had even thought it to be of the highest quality. Now that Xiang Yun had said 'trash', didn't that mean that everyone treated trash as treasures?

At the side, Princess Xiang Fei revealed a look of disgust. She didn't want to look at this ignorant and arrogant fellow any longer. Her heart was filled with contempt.

If it were not for Xiang Yun's ident.i.ty and his younger cousin's status, she would have chopped off this person's head with a single slas.h.!.+

Xiang Yun, who was in the middle of being besieged by everyone, ignored the looks that Lin Wan'er was sending him, causing the latter to raise his wine cup. His face was slightly flushed as he spoke with a disdainful expression, "Trash is trash, there's nothing much to explain."

He looked at the empty piece of paper in front of Xiang Yun and sneered, "Your Highness, you said that my poem is trash. Could it be because there is ink on my piece of paper and your piece of paper is completely empty, making it seem clean and tidy?"

This little crown prince did not even write a word, and still dared to say that his poems were trash. How could Lin Feng not be angered? If Xiang Yun was not the crown prince, even a gentle scholar like him would want to jump up and fight with this fellow!

However, in the face of Lin Feng's mockery, Xiang Yun's expression did not change at all. He only waved his hand slightly, pointing at the already half burnt fragrance on the incense burner in front of him, smiling as he said, "No rush, no rush. This fragrance is still more than half gone.