Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"Have a banquet!"

Qin Ming sat in the main seat of the Nanyang merchant caravan.

The young eunuch at the back quickly shouted at the top of his voice towards the distance.

Various fine wines and delicacies were served.

Originally, after the banquet, Emperor Qian was supposed to summarize the gains made.

I took the opportunity to praise the Nanyang merchant caravan, said some polite words, and looked forward to continuing cooperation with them next time.

But the atmosphere was already wrong today.

Qin Ming sat in the main seat of the Nanyang merchant caravan.

It was impossible for Emperor Qian to praise him again.

With a cold snort, he spoke directly:

"Let's start the poetry meeting!"

"Yes!"

Sun Lianying stepped forward immediately.

"Today is a joyous day. The trade between the Nanyang Merchants and our Daqian has been successfully concluded."

"Since we're having a banquet, there should naturally be some prizes and competitions to liven up everyone's drinking!"

"Today, the imperial court will offer 50,000 taels of silver. Everyone can recite poetry and compete in martial arts. The winner of both civil and military championships will receive a reward of 25,000 taels of silver!"

Fifty thousand taels!

Qin Ming was a little surprised, this was more than in previous years.

It seems that the court also knows that what happened this year was not glorious.

So I wanted to take this opportunity to hold a banquet to regain some face.

Sun Lianying was already prepared and continued:

"Everyone, today is the auspicious day for completing a trade. How about we all improvise a poem on the theme of the wedding banquet?"

Upon seeing this, Qiu Bingyun, the Taichang scholar, immediately stepped forward.

"I am not very talented, but I would like to present you with a humble poem today. I hope you will appreciate it."

“The lights illuminate the night sky, and the room is filled with laughter and joy.

Fine wine and delicious food are served, and friends from Southeast Asia gather together to celebrate.

The dance is graceful, the music is loud, and the singing is heard in all directions.

Let’s raise our glasses and celebrate together, with laughter and joy!”

Since Qiu Bingyun was able to become the Grand Master, he must have some ability.

After hearing this, the people around applauded.

"What a poem!"

Qiu Bingyun came with a mission, which was to intimidate Qin Ming.

Before Qin Ming had time to react, he took the initiative to order the Nanyang merchant caravan.

"The Nanyang Merchant Corps has specially invited His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin. I wonder if His Royal Highness has any advice for us?"

Qin Ming put down his wine glass and said calmly:

"It's not really a guide, but it's better than your doggerel."

"Stronger?"

A hint of anger appeared on Qiu Bingyun's face.

Being able to create a poem in such a short time.

He believed that his talent was unmatched among all officials.

The officials around were also talking about it.

"Lord Qiu is one of the literary leaders of Daqian. Your Highness, isn't it a bit too hurtful for him to say this?"

"You forgot that His Highness is also a man of unparalleled literary talent, having studied under the Prime Minister since childhood..."

"I wonder what poetry Your Highness will use to surpass him."

At the highest point, Emperor Qian narrowed his eyes, as if he had guessed the reason why Qin Ming came today.

This guy wants to take money from the court's pocket.

The fact that they are here today to represent the Nanyang merchant caravan is fake, their real purpose is to participate in the competition of civil and martial arts.

Seeing Guan Yue sitting next to Qin Ming, Emperor Qian's heart was stirred.

"How did that girl get to him?"

Sun Lianying didn't know what happened either.

"Your Majesty, maybe because they are getting married soon, His Highness brought her out in advance."

"Nonsense!"

In Daqian, men and women are usually not allowed to meet each other before they get married.

Although Qin Ming's engagement is royal, he still has to abide by the rules.

When Emperor Qian saw that Qin Ming was acting so unethically, his impression of him became even worse.

But at this moment, Qin Ming walked forward in a more ostentatious manner.

"A wedding banquet, right?"

With the corner of his mouth raised, Qin Ming said casually:

"The red candles are shining brightly, the joy is overflowing, and the hall is filled with joyful singing and laughter.

Let us raise our glasses and drink a thousand cups of wine together, and celebrate together with laughter for eternity.

The table is filled with delicious food, and the jade trees and flowers reflect the moonlight.

This kind of scenery should only be found in heaven, and it is rare to experience it on earth."

"how?"

Turning his head, Qin Ming looked at Qiu Bingyun.

This poem was a combination of his own memories and the memories of the prince.

Not only is the parallelism neat and popular, but the picture it describes is also extremely beautiful.

It is indeed much better than Qiu Bingyun’s doggerel just now.

Chen Shimao was sitting below, his eyes already gleaming with excitement.

"A thousand cups of wine equals ten thousand years!"

"There are some in heaven, how many times can you taste them!"

"What a wonderful poem! What a wonderful poem...!"

Qian Cai shouted to the officials around him:

"What are you standing there for? Clap your hands!"

Crash.

Many officials immediately applauded.

Several captains of the Nanyang merchant caravan also gave Qin Ming a thumbs-up with great satisfaction at this moment.

"As expected of Your Highness!"

"Only His Highness can possess such literary talent!"

The corners of Qiu Bingyun's mouth trembled.

For a moment, I couldn't accept this situation.

In fact, he didn't just know the theme of the wedding banquet now.

On the contrary, it is to enable them to keep up with others in poetry and prose.

Sun Lianying told him the first question before the banquet started.

Qiu Bingyun sat there thinking for a long time before he came up with the poem.

But the poems and essays that I originally modestly called my clumsy works have now become truly clumsy works.

"Eunuch Sun, is it my turn to ask the next question?"

Qin Ming ignored Qiu Bingyun and asked Sun Lianying a question.

Sun Lianying nodded.

"Daqian asks a question, and the Nanyang merchant caravan also asks a question."

"I just wonder what topic Your Highness will come up with?"

Qin Ming had a smile on his face, and said casually, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally:

"Just write a poem about a heartless man."

After he finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Emperor Qian.

At this moment, everyone's face changed drastically!

Unfaithful man...who are you talking about?

Could it be that after the Queen's death, Emperor Qian fell in love with Concubine Xiao Shufei and began to be extremely partial to Qin Ming?

This kid is crazy!

Absolutely crazy!

Concubine Xiao Shu also stood up immediately and scolded Qin Ming:

"His Royal Highness King Qin!"

"Today is a big day, what do you want to do!?"

Qin Ming glanced at her.

"It's just a comparison of poems and essays. What are you afraid of? Could it be..."

"enough!"

Emperor Qian slammed the table and stared at Qin Ming angrily.

This kid obviously came prepared today!

I don't know how long I've been planning this moment.

Emperor Qian took a deep breath and said coldly:

"Let me listen to the poem you wrote."

Qin Ming raised the corner of his mouth.

"Okay."

"The peach blossoms have fallen and spring has passed, the willow catkins are flying and the regret of parting is long.

We once promised to grow old together, but now I am sitting alone in an empty room.

All the vows made upon mountains and seas have become empty words, and all the time the seas run dry and the rocks crumble is just a dream.

Looking back at the deep love in those days, I can only look at the setting sun with tears in my eyes.

"Everyone, is there anyone willing to come out and compete with me?"

Qin Ming finished reading his poem.

He glanced at the whole audience calmly.

Everyone shrank their necks, not daring to speak, and secretly glanced at Emperor Qian's expression.

Even Qiu Bingyun, who is known as a literary giant, broke out in cold sweat!

It is self-evident who Qin Ming is talking about in this poem!

At this time, Emperor Qian's face was frighteningly gloomy.

Qin Ming continued regardless:

“It is said that good poetry and prose are captivating and leave a lasting aftertaste.”

"Father, what do you think of my poem?"