A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

When the palace banquet reached its climax.

The atmosphere was at a boiling point. Prince Ning said to Emperor Kang Ren in a gentle and polite manner: "Father, I heard that Lord Yuan is not only an outstanding martial artist, but also an extraordinary writer. I believe he can write poems and couplets easily."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the princes echoed them, and the atmosphere became even more lively.

Emperor Kang Ren turned his eyes gently to Yuan Ying and said with a smile: "My dear Yuan, why don't you take this opportunity to compose a poem for the guests?"

Everyone in the hall turned their eyes to Yuan Ying, each with their own thoughts in mind, and most of them just wanted to see how the new Shangshu would stumble in poetry.

After all, it was rumored that the newly appointed Shangshu had not even mastered the Daxia language, let alone writing calligraphy.

Yuan Ying cursed in his heart, there were delicious food on the table but he couldn't enjoy it, and she had to steal the limelight.

Although she could not compose impromptu poems, she was well-versed in poetry and could recite 300 Tang poems at will.

Murong Xuanyi and Song Yanshu were secretly anxious, thinking about how to help her out.

However, Yuan Ying stood up calmly, bowed to Emperor Kang Ren and said, "I am sorry to see you doing this." Then he chanted:

"My heart follows the southern clouds, and my body follows the northern geese."

"The chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown are in bloom today." The sound is clear and poetic, which makes everyone look at it with admiration.

Seeing this, King Yu smiled and challenged, "Mr. Yuan is indeed very talented. One poem is not enough to satisfy you. I hope you can write more masterpieces to help you get drunk."

The implication is that he wants to test the truth.

One song may be well prepared, but multiple songs may not be.

Yuan Ying smiled calmly and suggested, "Your Highness, King Yu, it is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Poetry and chess are more interesting when played by two people. Why don't you enjoy it together?"

Although King Yu was good at martial arts but not at literature, he had to bite the bullet and said, "No problem, please, Lord Yuan!"

So the two of them started a competition with the lotus as the theme!

"The lotus fragrance fades away in late summer, and the chrysanthemum scent ushers in new autumn." Yuan Ying spoke first.

After thinking for a moment, King Yu recited: "When the oars are moved, the lotus flowers fall; when the boat moves, the egrets fly."

"The lotus leaves reaching the sky are endless and green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are exceptionally red." Yuan Ying blurted out again.

Every word and sentence was exquisite, which amazed everyone present.

Emperor Kang Ren was very pleased and praised, "My dear Minister Yuan, you are truly a man of both civil and military talents. Come, please give me a pot of Jiuyunchun!" Yuan Ying became famous with one poem.

He had only intended to embarrass him in public, but he had never expected Yuan Ying to steal the show. Prince Yu was secretly upset and glared at Prince Ning fiercely.

At this moment, Yuan Ying felt three burning gazes: Murong Xuanyi's concern, Song Yanshu's admiration, and Princess Anyang's love.

When Princess Anyang looked at Yuan Ying, her heart was beating like a deer.

She had heard about some of Yuan Ying's heroic deeds in the previous dynasty. He was handsome, brave, kind, and capable, but she didn't expect that he was also so talented in writing.

Princess Anyang admired Yuan Ying's talent and demeanor. If he were to become a consort, he would be a good candidate!

Thinking of this, Princess Anyang couldn't stop blushing.

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After a period of singing and dancing.

Wei Ruolan walked slowly into the main hall and saluted to Emperor Kang Ren, saying: "Your servant Wei Ruolan pays respects to the Emperor, the Empress, and the Imperial Noble Consort. May the Emperor be blessed with longevity, the Empress be everlastingly happy, and the Imperial Noble Consort live a thousand years and enjoy a long life."

Emperor Kang Ren raised his hand and said with a smile: "Stand up, Prime Minister Wei's daughter, after meeting her today, I can see that she is indeed worthy of her reputation."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise!" Wei Ruolan answered gracefully and calmly.

"Your Majesty, I also have a poem."

"Well, let's read it to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Ruolan is sorry for showing off her ugliness":

"Every autumn chrysanthemum bud blooms towards the sun."

"I want to follow the north wind, hoping you can pick them for me."

After saying this, she looked at Murong Xuanyi affectionately. Anyone with a keen eye would understand her feelings at the moment.

"Hmm! Good poem, you are indeed worthy of being called the most talented woman in the capital." Emperor Kang Ren praised perfunctorily. He looked at Xuan Yi calmly.

"The breeze caresses the flower fields, bringing with it waves of floral fragrance."

"The yellow flower is willing to express its love, how can the north wind betray my love?"

Princess Anyang saw such a beautiful woman admiring her fifth brother and she quickly agreed. She wished they could get married right there.

Murong Xuanyi, as if it had nothing to do with him, lowered his head and talked to Yuan Ying.

Wei Ruchi picked up the wine glass and looked at Princess Anyang with interest, a smile on his face. What a little fool, why are you joining in the fun at this time?

If Xuan Yi really wanted to, there would be no need for a girl to take the initiative. Besides, he had also bought her a mansion, so he already had a mistress.

At this time, the old prime minister stood up and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, I have admired His Royal Highness Prince Jing for a long time. The two of you are a perfect match, with talent and beauty. I hope Your Majesty will grant this couple a marriage."

He also risked his reputation today for the sake of his beloved daughter.

Murong Xuanyi didn't expect that the old prime minister would mention the matter so directly in front of so many people, leaving no room for either side.

He glanced at Yuan Ying nervously. Seeing her calm and composed, savoring each dish carefully, Murong Xuanyi finally calmed down!

Emperor Kang Ren's face changed slightly. He did not expect that the Prime Minister would suddenly bring up this matter at this time.

He looked at Xuan Yi below, then at Wei Ruolan, thinking secretly in his heart.

Prince Jing was his most capable prince, and the prime minister was also an important official in the court. His daughter was also both talented and beautiful, so this marriage seemed to be fine. But he had other plans in mind.

"What the Prime Minister said is very true. However, when it comes to such an important matter as marriage, we still have to listen to Prince Jing's opinion." Emperor Kang Ren said with a smile.

Hearing this, Murong Xuanyi stood up and said, "Thank you, father. I also thank Prime Minister Wei for his kindness. This prince is devoted to Daxia and has no intention of marrying for the time being. I hope you will not delay your daughter."

Wei Ruolan had never expected that Prince Jing would be so straightforward and put herself in such an embarrassing situation. She couldn't help but feel an indescribable shame in her heart.

The old prime minister's face suddenly turned ugly. He didn't expect that Prince Jing would reject him so ruthlessly in front of all the ministers. The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Seeing this, Emperor Kang Ren hurriedly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Let's drink first and discuss this matter later."

Queen Su beside her showed a smug smile. She had intended to arrange a marriage for the prince with Prime Minister Wei, but she never expected that Prime Minister Wei refused on the grounds that his daughter was too young.

Seeing him being rejected by Prince Jing in public was a great relief. Now she would not even accept him as a concubine for her son.

The prince stared at Murong Xuanyi in astonishment, his heart filled with the thought of not wanting to see him marry Prime Minister Wei.

This younger brother, who had always been at odds with him, unexpectedly followed his wishes this time, which made him deeply confused.

You know, Prime Minister Wei is the high branch that everyone dreams of climbing, but Murong Xuanyi openly refused in front of all the ministers, which is really puzzling.

His eyes involuntarily turned to Yuan Ying, and he secretly wondered: Could it be...

The prince stared at Murong Xuanyi, a meaningful and sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was secretly calculating in his heart.

If everything is really as he expected, he vowed to make Murong Xuanyi step into the abyss of no return, with no chance of recovery.

This shock was not unique to the Crown Prince, but spread quickly among all the princes like ripples, and everyone's face was filled with disbelief and astonishment.

They exchanged glances, secretly feeling lucky that Murong Xuanyi failed to sign the Prime Minister's Mansion. Just imagine, if the contract had been signed, wouldn't Murong Xuanyi's strength have been strengthened, and he would have become even more arrogant?

They hoped that Murong Xuanyi would never get married, or find a partner with a mediocre family background who would be of no help to him.

Only in this way can the existing balance be maintained, so that he will not become the only one in power and threaten their respective positions and interests.

This secret calculation and expectation quietly surged in the undercurrent of the palace. No one spoke of it, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

Song Yanshu looked at Murong Xuanyi with mixed feelings. He was the only one who sincerely hoped that he could get married.

It was supposed to be a happy Chongyang Palace Banquet, but everyone present had their own ulterior motives. Every word they said was pleasant to the ear, yet contained a sharp knife.

The palace banquet was filled with delicacies from land and sea, but except for Yuan Ying who ate the most, no one else enjoyed them to their heart's content.

When the banquet was over, Wei Ruolan, supported by the prime minister's wife, walked unsteadily and left the magnificent palace with a gloomy look on her face.

She had never expected that Murong Xuanyi would be so resolute and ruthlessly reject her deep affection.

This sudden blow dealt an unprecedented blow to her self-esteem. She couldn't help but well up in her eyes with tears, flashing with endless sadness and unwillingness.

Yuan Ying stared at Wei Ruolan and saw tears in her eyes, which were filled with endless sorrow and sadness. This scene made her feel pity.

Such a stunning beauty, but she fell in love with a man of the same sex. Alas! What a trick of fate!

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying beside him thoughtfully. He had his own plans and considerations in mind. The process would be difficult, and he had to take every step carefully.

As the night deepened, the lights in the palace gradually went out, and different desires and calculations were burning in everyone's heart.