: It's not the countdown, it's the positive number

On this day, the poetry and prose exchange day was held as scheduled. The competition venue was selected at Wenxiantai in Pingji City, which is the largest place for elegant games in Pingji City. Usually, many literati and scholars exchange academic experiences here. Today, the competition held by the fifth prince Liuye attracted many visitors.

This kind of poetry and prose exchange competition was a competition for King Sheng who wanted to select highly educated people from the children of princes and nobles to study in the Imperial Academy. The Hanlin Mansion in the Yin Dynasty was famous all over the world, so the Imperial Academy in Sheng was naturally unwilling to be the descendant. Of course, it purely refers to the literary aspect. After all, the Hanlin Mansion is one of the seven major sects, and some aspects are not achieved by the Imperial Academy.

Eleven years ago, King Sheng followed the trend of various countries and sent the prince to study in Hanlin Mansion. After careful consideration, he selected the fifth prince Liu Ye. At that time, Liu Ye was the youngest son of King Sheng at that time, and he was not yet determined in all aspects and was a good candidate for transformation. Moreover, Liu Ye’s status among the princes was not high, so there would not be too many concerns when sent to other countries. If he succeeded in his studies and returned to the best, even if his grades were not outstanding, at least the royal family of the Sheng Kingdom also produced a Hanlin child and his reputation would not be too bad. King Sheng Bian Minhuan had not high expectations, but Liu Ye gave him a huge surprise.

The Hanlin Mansion will select the ten Wenhan masters every twenty years. In the new ten Wenhan masters five years ago, Bian Liuye won the fourth place in the ten Heroes, which was something Bian Minhuan never expected. The youngest son, who had always been despised by him, could do this, and gradually changed his view of Liuye. Returning to China four years ago, not only entrusting the affairs of the Imperial Academy to him, but also married Fu Yanyan, the legitimate daughter of the general Fu Suqian, to him, hoping to reuse it in the future. However, the affairs of the Imperial Academy are not the same.

It will be achieved in the evening. Bian Minhuan no longer pays attention to the inquiries afterwards, and left Liu Ye with full responsibility, leaving a beautiful woman alone for a moment. It is not that Bian Minhuan does not pay attention to it, but now it is not that, just to prepare for the future. But this has brought Liu Ye back to his original position, and even made everyone forget that the fourth place of Wen Han, the 4th Master of the Ten, and the Fifth Master of the State of Shengguo, was the same person. So from that moment on, Liu Ye decided to change the status quo and let everyone know Bian Liu Ye again!

Liu Ye went on stage to pull down the red curtain, and the plate surface showed the word "orchid". This is the topic of today's competition. Under the knocking of the gong, a waiter in Confucian robe lit a stick of incense that signaled the start of the competition.

There were twelve aristocratic children sitting in rows on the stage, one of which was Yuan Zhan. Yuan Zhan looked at the word "lan" on the board in front and thought for a while, then picked up his pen and wrote it in a slew-like manner. However, just after writing a page and a half, he stopped again, "Yeah, that's about it." He looked around and found that everyone else was still writing quickly. He bent his mouth and raised his hand to signal that he wanted to hand in the paper.

Liu Ye, who was in the upper seat, saw Yuan Zhan's actions, held his head and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He thought to himself that this Liu Prince Yin was probably another essay with a slight beginning and a slash.

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"Road!" Wen Xiantai suddenly heard Lei Ming panting shouts in the road in the guest room.

"Why are you here?" Daolu tilted his head and looked at Lei Ming who was late, "It's already half a stick of incense, and your highness should be coming down soon."

"There is something to be delayed on the road." Lei Ming explained and looked at the stage.

"I thought you were afraid of embarrassing!" Daolu smiled.

"I'm afraid of embarrassing people? Is it because I'm afraid of me?" Lei Ming glanced at the road.

"I thought Xiaoming would not come!"

"Your Highness is over so soon?" Lei Ming turned his head and found that Yuan Zhan was the first to hand in the paper.

"I don't need to get the first place to enter the Imperial Academy, so it's natural to be fast!" Yuan Zhan tilted his head and smiled slightly.

"Seeing that Your Highness is so confident, I must take us to Yiqinlou to celebrate tonight!" Lei Ming looked at Yuan Zhan's condition with his hands wrapped around his chest.

"I'll see if you go to Yiqinlou or drink the most expensive wine later." Yuan Zhan shrugged without expressing his opinion.

"If it is the most expensive wine, I don't mind!" Daolu raised his hand to signal.

"Miss Luo Heng said that you must have a future! So you must go to Yi Qinlou to celebrate!" Lei Ming stabbed the road suddenly.

"Anyway, I have wine to drink everywhere, so I have no objection!" Daolu didn't care about Lei Ming's actions.

After another stick of incense, Liu Ye came on stage again. At this moment, he was holding the results of this competition. He opened the scroll and began to announce his ranking. "The one who won the first place in this poetry and prose exchange competition was Zeng Song, the son of the Imperial College Priest, and the one who won the second place..." Liu Ye paused for a moment, "It is the sixth prince Yin who lives in our country, Mixu Yuanzhan..." When he first got the paper, he thought he had read it wrong. Is this sixth prince Yin enlightened? It was not a broken article with a slash like in previous years, but a very good writing and unique insights. This is the real level! However, this style of writing is a bit familiar.

"Second A?" Yuan Zhan was stunned! It shouldn't be! Did the person who was marking the papers this time let the test be relieved?

"A Zhan is really good! It's really a positive number, not a countdown! We are destined to go to Ishi Qinlou to celebrate!" Lei Ming patted Yuan Zhan's shoulder excitedly.

"Congratulations to Your Highness!"

"Are you mistaken? It should be countdown?" Yuan Zhan still felt it was impossible. He had not even finished writing the article, so he handed in a half-blank paper, but he was still a second-class person?

"What's wrong with you? The one I announced just now is the second one! Are you too excited?" Lei Ming didn't realize Yuan Zhan's true thoughts, and he thought that Yuan Zhan had played his true level. Now he couldn't believe it.

"Xiao Ming, tell me the truth! Did you bribe the examiner who scored the papers?" Yuan Zhan looked at Lei Ming seriously, always thinking that Lei Ming had made some small moves for him, and he was still so late.

"A Zhan, what do you think? Although I want to go to Ichiqinlou to celebrate, I don't have to do such a thing." Lei Ming retorted, "Everyone knows that the examiner of this competition is the fifth highman himself. How can I buy it? That's the fifth highman!"

"That's even worse! Forget it, Daolu, go to Liuye to help me get my papers." Yuan Zhan frowned, always feeling something was wrong.

"What is your Highness going to do?" Daolu didn't understand.

"I always think someone has changed my paper!" Yuan Zhan touched his chin.

"Yes." Daolu immediately turned to Liu Ye who was about to leave, "Fifth Prince." Daolu closed his hands and bowed to Liu Ye.

"Is it the Master of the Road in Zen Buddhism. What's the matter with me?" Liu Ye was a little confused about the way he came to find him.

"Return to the fifth prince, Your Highness Yuan Zhan, my family hopes to get his own papers back. I wonder if the fifth prince can do it for convenience?" Daolu bowed to Liu Ye again.

"It turns out that this is the matter. No problem. Shengwei." Liu Ye knew Daolu's intention and readily signaled his attendant Shengwei to hand over Yuan Zhan's paper to Daolu.

"Thank you, Your Highness Wu." Daolu took the paper, bowed again, and turned around and left.

Looking at the figure behind Daolu, Liu Ye suddenly realized Yuan Zhan's uniqueness. Unconsciously, the unknown prince Yinliu seemed to be trying to make the disciples of the Zen Taoist generation willing to be driven, but they were really just for fun together? The people close to Yuan Zhan seemed to have no particularly good impression in front of the world. Lei Ming was a playboy who relied on his father's protection, and Daolu was even more a disciple who relied on his master's favor and did not obey the precepts. The two have always been arrogant. One father was the prime minister of the dynasty, and the other was the third ancestor of Zen, and the backstage was extremely tough. But these two arrogant people were extremely restrained in front of Yuan Zhan. Although they were still so heartless and playful in front of the world, they were obviously different from before.

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"Your Highness, I've brought it!" Daolu handed the paper he brought to Yuan Zhan.

Yuan Zhan took the paper and looked at the handwriting on it, and was surprised, "This... this is not what I wrote."

"Hey—" Lei Ming took the paper and looked at it, "But this is obviously your handwriting!"

"It's strange that it's strange!" Yuan Zhan also recognized that the handwriting on the paper was indeed his own, but he had never written this article. "I clearly wrote only the beginning, and the back was all white. But this... was clearly a perfect poem! And it perfectly imitated my handwriting."

"Ah?" Daolu looked puzzled.

"The person who wrote this article must be a person with a rich knowledge. The chapters are smooth and unique, so it is not an exaggeration to be a master. He must be a master!" Yuan Zhan sighed as he read the words on the volume.

"Which master has written this article for you so kindly?" Lei Ming couldn't imagine who would do this? Besides, it's not easy to do this under Liu Ye's nose!

"Who knows! I picked up a second-class title for free! It's not disappointing Miss Luo Heng's expectations, we..." Yuan Zhan tilted his head, and before he finished speaking, someone came to vote behind him.

“I wrote it.”
Chapter completed!