I'm a useless prince, so what if I know a little bit of chemistry?

Compared to the others who were anxious and scratching their heads, Lin Fan seemed much calmer.

There were no specific topics in the first round, so Lin Fan had more room to display his talents.

Lin Fan thought that since it was his first time, he didn't need to be too stunning, and naturally he didn't think of any famous quotes.

"There is."

Lin Fan suddenly had an idea.

He picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

In just a short while, a poem was finished.

The scholars scratching their heads around were shocked when they saw this, but they did not spend too much time guessing how Lin Fan came up with the idea so quickly, but continued to ponder.

The people were also talking about this, because Lin Fan's speed compared to other scholars really shocked them.

"How could this person be so fast?"

"Could it be that this person has the ability to compose a poem in seven steps?"

"Who knows if he just wrote something random and pretended to be serious?"

"That makes sense. It's probably just an embroidered pillow."

But Chun Fang and Chu Hu were a little worried.

After all, Lin Fan wrote too fast.

How long had it been, and he had already written a poem? Writing a poem was not as simple as drinking water or eating. How could Chun Fang and Chu Hu believe it?

"Chun Fang, does the Marquis really have such talent?" Chu Hu asked casually.

"This... Although the Marquis has read more than ten thousand books before, he has never written a poem, and Chunfang doesn't know either."

Chun Fang thought for a moment and said, "But looking at the Marquis's appearance, it should be almost certain. Think about it, didn't the Marquis write a poem directly without even thinking about the scene at the entrance of Yixiang Tower?"

Although Lin Fan had read a lot before, he did not show much knowledge, and even Chun Fang was a little unsure.

"That's true. Then the Marquis should be almost certain to win. If I win the favor of the courtesan, becoming the Marquis's concubine would be pretty good."

Chu Hu recalled the scene at the entrance of Yixiang Tower. Lin Fan wrote more than ten poems in a short while, so he was not worried anymore.

He even began to fantasize about making Chu Nian'er Lin Fan's concubine, and having the wedding night with his brothers drinking loudly.

"Humph!"

Chun Fang glared at Chu Hu fiercely and ignored him angrily.

Chu Hu scratched his head and seemed to understand something.

Haruka doesn't like the oiran on the ship? But why?

Chu Nian'er on the boat saw Lin Fan compose a poem so quickly and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Lin Yidao was also slightly surprised.

After thinking about it, he realized that Lin Fan grew up in the palace after all, so it was normal for him to know some poetry and songs, so he returned to normal.

"Time is up, gentlemen, please stop writing." The maid saw that the incense stick had burned out and reminded everyone to stop writing.

In the first round, because there was no topic, everyone successfully wrote a poem.

The maids began to read the poems on the paper one by one.

After the first poem was read, Lin Yidao frowned and seemed unable to continue listening.

Even he, a man born as a military general, looked down on it, which shows how badly the poem was written.

Chu Nian'er was also displeased. This was not a poem at all, it was clearly a perverted tune.

He is not a scholar at all, he is clearly a hooligan.

Lin Yidao waved his hand, indicating that this scholar was eliminated.

Chu Nian'er frowned slightly, but did not belittle him too much. Instead, she smiled and gave her own comments.

"This young master still needs to polish his poetry, which is really a pity."

Upon hearing this, the scholar looked lost, lowered his head and walked off the boat alone.

The elimination of one person does not have much impact on the people who are just watching the fun. They never care about the life or death of a loser.

Chu Hu scratched his ear and said in dissatisfaction: "What a crap thing you wrote, it's not as good as what His Highness told me: You said three catties to start with, well, I'm a clown! Chun Fang, do you believe it? I can really drink three catties."

Chun Fang didn't treat Chu Hu well. He glared at Chu Hu and said, "Go away. I don't have time to deal with you."

The maid read the poems of several other scholars in succession, eliminating a few more people again. Now only the poem written by Lin Fan was left.

The maid had intentionally put it at the end, even though Lin Fan's words often sounded a bit out of tune to her.

But after reading the previous poem, she did not doubt Lin Fan's talent.

"Next, here is this young master's poem."

The maid walked to the table and picked up Lin Fan's poem.

She did not read it out immediately, but glanced at it first.

After reading it, the maid seemed moved by the poem and her expression changed.

Chu Nian'er naturally understood her maid, and she became more and more curious, so she urged: "Yue'er, hurry up and read, don't keep the governor waiting for too long."

Lin Yidao was indeed somewhat curious about what Lin Fan had written, but he did not want to rush him. After Chu Nian'er spoke, he nodded and motioned for Yue'er to read the poem.

"Yes."

Yue'er also knew that what she did was wrong, so she immediately recited Lin Fan's poem.

"Everyone says Jiangnan is beautiful,

Tourists only like Jiangnan.

Spring water is bluer than the sky,

Sleeping on a painted boat listening to the rain.

The person beside the wine shop is like the moon.

Hao wrist condensed frost and snow.

Don't return home before you are old,

Returning home will break your heart."

Lin Yidao clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a good poem! What a good poem!"

Lin Yidao knew the purpose of Lin Fan's trip, and thought that Lin Fan was hinting at the Shen family's return by returning home, so he couldn't help but applaud.

Chu Nian'er savored it carefully several times and felt that it was full of meaning, so she also praised: "Young Master, you wrote a good poem."

Although the common people were all illiterate hardworking people and could not understand the meaning, they very much liked the straightforwardness of the first sentence.

Yihe County also belongs to the Jiangnan region. Although it is not the central area, in terms of geographical location, it can only be in the south.

But the people didn't think so.

In their eyes, they were in Jiangnan, so Lin Fan's poem was praising Yihe County, and they all followed Lin Yidao and Chu Nian'er and applauded.

"Good, good poem!"

"That's easy to remember. I'll teach my kid when I get home!"

"What a talent! He is much better than the scholar in our village."

"Who is the scholar in your village?"

"It's Fan Jin, who took half his life to pass the imperial examination!"

"I thought it was Kong Yiji."

"Kong Yiji hasn't passed the imperial examination yet."

Chu Nian'er secretly memorized Lin Fan's poem and announced the winner of the first round: "A total of thirteen talented people advanced to the first round."

"Next, let's proceed to the second round."

"In the second round, you need to write a poem based on the topic."

At this point, Chu Nian'er looked at Lin Yidao and said, "How about letting the governor set the questions?"

Lin Yidao chuckled and said to the scholars, "Since that's the case, I will take on the responsibility."

"I come from the military, so how about the second round being about military life?"

Chu Nian'er remained silent, which was considered as her agreement with Lin Yidao's question.

"Military?"

Lin Fan only thought about it for a moment and already had the answer.

The other scholars, however, all frowned and began to think hard.

None of them had any military experience, so how could they write poems that would move Lin Yidao?

Difficulty.

"The second round will still last for one stick of incense. Gentlemen, please begin."

Yue'er lit a stick of incense in the incense burner, indicating that it was time to write poetry.