The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Everyone laughed at Fan Xian for wanting to trick Jiang Fan, but he didn't expect that he would trick himself instead.

The Emperor of Yan was very happy at this time. Concubine Su, Concubine Ning and Jiang Xing were a little excited, with joy in their eyes.

Chu Xiaoya's face flushed with excitement, and she almost shouted out loud. Her eyes turned affectionate as she looked at Jiang Fan, full of love and shyness!

As for the princes and court officials such as Ye Ren, their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, and they felt ashamed. They came here to mess things up, but in the end, they were completely humiliated!

Even though it was Fan Xian who was being humiliated now, everyone knew that they were the ones causing trouble behind the scenes!

Fan Xian suppressed the resentment in his heart. Although he knew that he had already lost the battle, he was still unwilling to accept it. At least, he still had one last chance.

Since he couldn't beat Jiang Fan, he still wanted to make Jiang Fan lose once, otherwise, he would really lose all his face. He must seize this last chance to save his reputation.

With a slightly cold expression, he said, "Eighth Prince, I have one last couplet. I hope you can match it..."

His eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth and said, "The zither and pipa, the eight kings fighting with single spears!"

This was an absolutely perfect couplet that he came up with by chance. Even now, he had never come up with a matching one. He felt that this couplet could definitely help him save face.

When he read out the first couplet, several princes and court officials showed joy on their faces. They had heard this first couplet before, and it had been passed down for a long time, but no one had come up with a counter to it until now. It could be said to be a perfect match for all ages.

No matter how powerful Jiang Fan is, he won't be able to get it right this time. Although they lost face just now, they have regained their dignity in this game.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yan and all the ministers looked at Fan Xian angrily. They were instantly annoyed. Fan Xian was really shameless! The last couplet actually came up with this eternal absolute.

It is really too difficult for Jiang Fan to compose such a couplet.

Many people in ancient and modern times have failed to come up with a couplet, but he used it to compete with others, and he was not afraid of being criticized.

But the court officials were helpless. After all, before the duel, they did not say that they could not use other people's absolute couplets. Even if they blamed Fan Xian, it would be useless.

When the little girl Chu Xiaoya heard the first couplet, she suddenly became nervous and looked at Jiang Fan worriedly. It was so absolute that even her young lady had never been able to match it. Jiang Fan was afraid that he would lose this match.

But just when everyone thought Jiang Fan couldn't come up with the first line of the couplet, Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Ghosts and goblins, the four little ghosts join hands to capture them!"

At the end of the speech, Jiang Fan stretched out his hand and made a grappling gesture, looked at Fan Xian, then glanced at Ye Ren and others, and then looked at the eldest prince and the other three princes with a playful look.

As soon as he said this, there was a dead silence at the scene. Everyone looked at Jiang Fan in shock and it took them a long time to come back to their senses. However, soon, everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly and excitedly.

Even Emperor Yan stood up from the dragon throne and shouted "good!"

You have to know that Jiang Fan's answer was a secret that has been passed down through the ages. No one has been able to answer it for many years, but Jiang Fan answered it without even thinking about it. Who can compare to such talent! ?

Moreover, the look on Jiang Fan's face when he stretched out his hand, and the way he looked at Fan Xian and others, coupled with the meaning of the couplet he presented.

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. Weren't these four little devils talking about Fan Xian, Ye Ren and several princes who wanted to deal with Jiang Fan? Jiang Fan not only made a pair of numbers, but also scolded Fan Xian and the others!

Hearing the laughter around them, Fan Xian and others were immediately filled with shame and anger, and almost vomited blood on the spot.

They thought they could stump Jiang Fan, but they didn't expect that Jiang Fan not only answered correctly, but also scolded them! Who could they go to for justice?

Especially Fan Xian, he was the most aggrieved and the one who lost the most face. He planned carefully until the end, only to find that he had screwed himself!

"Prime Minister Fan, it's my turn next..." At this moment, Jiang Fan's voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian couldn't help but shudder, his face turned bitter, and the fear dominated by the couplet instantly rose in his heart.

He never thought that he would be afraid to make couplets with others one day. Considering that he was a prime minister, he had a profound knowledge of literature and Taoism. Making couplets was his forte.

But now, he is actually afraid to make couplets with others. Isn't it ridiculous? It was Jiang Fan who came up with the couplets, and he couldn't make them out! What do you want him to do?

“The moon waxes and wanes, wanes and waxes, year after year, morning and evening, the sun appears at the end of the night.” This time Jiang Fan came up with a long couplet with repeated words!

The moment this couplet came out, Fan Xian was dumbfounded. Blood surged in his heart and he spit out blood immediately after opening his mouth.

In his heart, he cursed Jiang Fan for being despicable and shameless, and each sentence was more difficult than the last. He really wanted to step on him to the ground and stomp on him hard.

Ye Ren behind him stepped forward to support Fan Xian, his face looking extremely ugly. Fortunately, Fan Xian was stronger than Shi Wenzong and did not faint from anger.

It was Shi Wenzong who woke up at this time and hid behind the crowd. He looked at Jiang Fan with fear on his face, then at Ye Ren, his eyes full of resentment and anger.

He felt that he was being tricked by Ye Ren. Didn't this guy say that Jiang Fan was a waste? Is this the waste you were talking about?

Now even the left prime minister of the dynasty was so badly beaten that he vomited blood. After three sets of attacks, he was able to match Fan Xian's three sets, but Fan Xian couldn't even match one set of attacks from the opponent.

Fan Xian was completely defeated by Jiang Fan! How dare you call such a person a waste?

"Prime Minister Fan...you are too careless. It's just a couplet, but isn't it too much to spray blood..."

Jiang Fan's joking voice sounded at this time, and he looked at Fan Xian, his eyes full of ridicule and amusement!

When Fan Xian heard this and met Jiang Fan's mocking gaze, the blood in his heart surged again and he vomited blood twice.

If Ye Ren hadn't supported him, he might have fainted from anger! Damn, this guy is so annoying, he killed someone and still whipped the corpse!

"You...you..." Fan Xian pointed at Jiang Fan and was speechless for a long time. He could hear the teasing in Jiang Fan's words.

But what can he say? You brought this humiliation upon yourself.

The people around couldn't help but burst into laughter again when they saw Fan Xian's miserable state. They looked at Fan Xian with sympathy and pity, secretly sighing why this guy never learned his lesson and had to provoke the Eighth Prince.

Doesn’t he know that anyone who messes with this person will suffer the consequences in the end?

Only Ye Ren was cunning and treacherous, so he didn't get beaten badly. Think about Shi Wenzong? Think about Lu Yuanqian and Lu Yisheng! Who had a good ending?

"Eighth Prince, it's too early for you to be happy. We still have the poetry competition to compete in!" Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Fan Xian stood firm and said coldly to Jiang Fan.

Although he lost miserably in the couplet competition, he did not give up.

After all, couplets are different from poetry. Being good at couplets does not mean that one is good at poetry.

He must regain the face he lost through poetry.