The most romantic little emperor

Even the famous courtesans and beauties in the capital could not contain their excitement and came riding on the waves.

Each of them was dressed in beautiful clothes, vying with each other for beauty and smiling sweetly, hoping to take advantage of this beautiful scenery to add a touch of their own style and let their stunning looks leave a deep impression in the eyes of the readers.

This move will not only increase their exposure, but may also win the favor of talented people and children from wealthy families, making them famous.

At the same time, all the students from Wenlan Academy came out of the cabin.

The leader, dressed in a blue shirt that fluttered in the wind, had a handsome face and an expression that revealed an otherworldly elegance and easy-going nature.

Beneath his handsome appearance, there is a scholarly temperament that penetrates the heart. It is neither the dullness of a pedantic old scholar nor the frivolity of a shallow teenager, but a unique charm that combines wisdom and vitality, which makes people involuntarily admire him.

Compared with the previous "sarcastic" young scholar, there is simply a world of difference between them. The gap between the two is like the difference between heaven and earth, which makes people sigh at the huge differences in fate and cultivation.

This is the world-famous Zuo Wenxuan. His personal charm is like the bright moon in the sky, with its own halo attribute that illuminates all the haze and gloom around him.

Qin Hao looked at Zuo Wenxuan carefully, his eyes showing undisguised admiration, and he secretly praised in his heart: "What a rare talent, but looking at Zuo Wenxuan's appearance, he is indeed extraordinary. He is worthy of being the leader of the three major academies. He is elegant and impressive."

Zuo Wenxuan is brimming with youthful vitality, his eyes are like a deep pool of water, sparkling with the light of knowledge and containing a calmness and determination beyond his age.

Such temperament attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Sir, this boy is quite good!"

Elder Feng's voice was low and full of respect, and he gave Zuo Wenxuan a very high evaluation, "I have seen countless people in my life, but I have rarely met someone so pure and intelligent. His spiritual clarity is rare."

Qin Hao nodded slightly when he heard this, and his eyes involuntarily turned to look at Ping Wuying beside him.

In the eyes of this peerless and beautiful Pavilion Master, he caught a glimpse of subtle admiration, like the gentlest starlight in the night sky, gently twinkling.

At this moment, a subtle hint of jealousy quietly arose in Qin Hao's heart.

Her admiration was a sincere recognition of Zuo Wenxuan's talent and charm, but it also made Qin Hao involuntarily feel a subtle sense of competition.

However, this emotion was fleeting, and was replaced by a deeper interest and expectation in Zuo Wenxuan.

The young scholar leaned close to Zuo Wenxuan's ear and whispered something, probably trying to sow discord.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Wenxuan's brows couldn't help but wrinkle slightly, like a quiet lake being brushed by a breeze, but he quickly returned to his gentle and elegant demeanor.

He bowed slightly, his tone full of humility and courtesy: "I am Zuo Wenxuan, may I ask your name? Do you have any insights that you would like to share with me?"

Hearing this, Qin Hao raised a faint but meaningful smile, and said in a gentle voice, "My name is Qin Zitian. I have heard that Wenlan Academy is home to many talented people, especially Brother Zuo."

"It is said that his talent for poetry can move the nine heavens, and his exquisite articles are enough to stabilize the country. I admire him so much that I came here to see the style of this talented scholar."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings seemed to become quiet, and even the air was filled with a faint sense of expectation and admiration.

Qin Hao's words not only expressed his high praise for Zuo Wenxuan's talent, but also, with his graceful attitude, added a bit of the unique charm and feelings among literati to this unexpected encounter.

Many talented and beautiful men and women around him were impressed by Qin Hao's gentle and jade-like image. They all looked at him with admiration and treated him differently.

In an instant, Qin Hao also became the focus of everyone's attention.

Several courtesans with stunning looks and extraordinary temperaments had strange gleams in their eyes.

Their eyes were full of joy, and seemed to contain thousands of words. They did not conceal their tenderness, hoping to gain the attention of Qin Hao and Zuo Wenxuan and create a story of a talented man winning the heart of a beautiful woman.

It adds an indescribable charm to this quiet night.

The young scholar who had previously made groundless accusations and slandered others couldn't help feeling unwilling and jealous when he saw the situation reverse.

His eyes rolled and a scheme suddenly came to his mind. He wanted to use Zuo Wenxuan's reputation to confuse right and wrong, and redirect public opinion towards Qin Hao, killing with a borrowed knife, in order to regain face for the insults he had suffered before.

So, he pretended to be arrogant and suddenly raised his voice, with a hint of provocation and disdain in his voice: "Humph, my senior brother has already come, didn't you just say that you wanted to compete with my senior brother in drinking and poetry? Why are you so cowardly now?"

After saying that, he turned and looked at Zuo Wenxuan, his eyes full of flattery and grievance, and continued to fan the flames, "Senior Brother, this is the person!"

"Just now he insisted on seeing you. After I politely refused, he not only did not restrain himself, but also spoke wildly, slandering our Wenlan Academy as a place of inferiority, and even said that students like us spoke foul language and did not have the demeanor of a true scholar."

Zuo Wenxuan frowned slightly when he heard this. He knew the character of this junior fellow apprentice very well and knew that most of his words were untrue.

He turned to look at Qin Hao with a gentle but dignified gaze, and his tone was a bit cautious and expectant: "Sir, is what my junior brother said true?"

This question not only reflects a search for the truth, but also implies a consideration of Qin Hao's character.

Without waiting for Qin Hao to explain, many scholars of Wenlan Academy could no longer suppress their anger and became outraged.

"Brother Zuo, don't worry about whether it's true or not. This person dared to challenge you and even insult our academy. How can we retreat?"

"Senior Brother Zuo, we must teach this ignorant brat a lesson and let him know how powerful our Wenlan Academy is!"

"Brother Zuo, the drinking contest and writing of 100 poems is not only a challenge to our academy, but also an opportunity for you. Please use poetry as your sword and wine as your ink, and write freely so that everyone in the capital will know how powerful Wenlan Academy is!"

"That's right, Brother Zuo, you are not fighting alone. We all support you. Please use all you have learned in your life to crush this man."

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Under the gaze of so many people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait, Zuo Wenxuan originally did not want to steal the limelight and monopolize the glory.

But with the appearance of a respected old man from Wenlan Academy, the situation on the field changed instantly.

"Wenxuan, this poetry gathering is a perfect opportunity for you to show your talent and promote the poetry culture of Wenlan Academy."