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The prince Chu Zhao, now thirty and seventeen, was appointed prince. He has been in this position for 13 years.

The rumors of this prince from the outside world are open-minded, caring for the people, generous and kind.

Think about it carefully, most of the princes in the history of the Long Kingdom seem to be like this, not because they are like this, but because they need to show this after they sit in this position.

Because the people, officials and even the emperor wanted to see such a generous and benevolent prince, not a cruel prince with dark psychological methods.

So no matter what it was before, after becoming the prince, you have to perform generously and kindly.

The prince Chu Zhao was supported by many important officials in the court, especially when the prime minister left was still the prince and the prince's teacher.

Therefore, his position is very stable. As long as he goes through the process step by step, he will be able to ascend the throne smoothly in a few years.

This is also the reason why the four princes knew that they could not get the throne in the right way, and they have been plotting to rebel.

The second prince and the third prince started head-to-head with the prince directly, and they joined forces to deal with the prince, which is well known in the DPRK.

Emperor Chu also acquiesced to this, because this kind of thing was normal in the royal family, and it also helped the prince grow up.

Therefore, the four brothers are still the wildest in a comparison.

He pretends to show the enemy that he is weak, his power is definitely the weakest in the court, but his secret power is definitely the strongest in the local and military.

The State of Chu emphasizes culture over military.

Therefore, the status of civilian officials is particularly high, the status of generals is low, and the status of soldiers is even lower.

And the four princes happened to be focusing on the generals and the place, because his foundation is weak, most of the high officials in the capital simply look down on him.

But the army in the capital was firmly in the hands of his father Chu Huang, making him unable to get involved.

Therefore, he can only choose those local officials and local military officers to win in the future, and taking this path, he has only one choice, to raise troops to seize power.

"Everyone is flat, worthy of being the pillars of the future of my great Chu. As soon as I enter this hall alone, I feel a literary atmosphere."

Chu Zhao said boldly, shaking his long sleeves, and stepping towards the first seat.

He walked to the seat and sat down, then he stretched out his hands and said in a very contagious voice: "There are princes here, why don't I worry about my great Chu? Please raise my cup, this cup is Da Chu congratulation."

When the voice fell, he raised his glass first.

The people below also toasted and shouted.

"Congratulations to the Great Chu, to Your Majesty, and to His Royal Highness."

They are all talents who know how to flatter, and they are just basic skills.

In this respect, the poor scholars are relatively unfamiliar, because they have not received relevant education since childhood and have no relevant experience.

"Hahahaha..."

Chu Zhao drank it, then laughed and said, "Please take your seat."

Everyone sat down one after another.

Then a group of dancers in pink dresses walked in lightly and gracefully, dancing to the sound of the piano.

As the dancers danced with their bumpy figures, everyone was immersed in it.

Especially the leader of the dancer, the tallest figure, full of curves, the delicate body of the dancing face under the tulle is looming, and a pair of phoenix eyes has taken away the souls of many people.

At this point, the underdogs behaved a little unbearably, after all, they rarely experienced such a scene.

Soon, the dance ended, but there was still some friendship between the people, and they had not recovered.

"Good! Good dance! The dancing beauty is more delicate."

A cheer broke the silence from below. It was a noble son in a purple dress.

"A beautiful dancer is more delicate, but Young Master Chen has true temperament." Chu Zhao obviously knew that Young Master in purple. He looked around for a week and pointed to the lead dancer and said: "All of you here are my rookies in the Chu literary world. Dance is too boring, how about writing poems on this woman?"

"Winner, Gu will give him this jade pendant as a prize."

Chu Zhao's voice fell, and he took a piece of jade pendant from his waist.

Hearing this, the woman's eyes lit up.

Because these people here may have future champions.

If she can write a poem for her, she will be famous all over the world, and she will be touched by the light of this poem.

Others are also ready to move.

The jade pendant of His Royal Highness is more than just a jade pendant.

What's more, the gathering of scholars from all over Chu State today is also a good opportunity to become famous.

"Then come first." Chen Yulou, dressed in purple clothes, got up, took a glass of wine and walked, pondered for a moment, and said: "The eyes are shyly closed, and the red lips are smiling. The wind curls the grape belt and the sunshine pomegranate skirt."

"Okay! What a wind-rolled grape belt and a Rizhao pomegranate dress. Young Master Chen is hailed as the number one gifted scholar in Yujing without loss. This poem is praised!"

"Yes, this poem is so good, so it's a big white."

"The No. 1 talented man in Yujing really deserves his reputation, I admire it..."

Everyone applauded, and at the same time they all extinguished their urge to write poems, because with Chen Yulou and Zhuyu in front, the poems they made were nothing but laughter.

Even the poor scholars were unwilling to accept Chen Yulou's talents. He was truly unparalleled.

Chen Yulou was very satisfied with everyone's flattery, but pretended to be implicit: "Everyone, show your ugliness."

"The son is wonderful, the little girl dare not be ashamed." The lead dancer glared like silk and saluted Chen Yulou Yingying, her face full of emotion.

Chen Yulou was also swaying, but on the surface he was calm: "The girl has the face of a fairy, and she deserves this poem."

"Brother Su, why don't you..." Zhao Xie looked at Su Xun. He felt that Su Xun's talent for writing poetry would definitely be better than Chen Yulou.

Su Xun shook his head slightly. He was not interested in it. The main purpose was to observe the prince. The day of the test was when he made a blockbuster.

Chu Zhao looked at the crowd: "Which talent is there to come forward to write poetry? If not, Gu Ke will declare that Master Chen has won this round."

"His Royal Highness, please be slow." At this moment, the first Jinyi Prince who mocked Zhao Xie stood up.

Chu Zhao looked at him with interest: "Wang Jun, why do you want to write a poem?"

Obviously, this prince Jinyi is also the descendant of a certain minister in the central government.

"His Royal Highness is a lesson." Wang Jun arched his hand, a flash of cold light flashed under his eyes, and said: "Zai Xia is naturally not qualified to compete with Young Master Chen, but Xia Xia knows another person who is also not inferior to Young Master Chen."

"Oh? There is actually someone who can compete with Chen Yulou on the poem together, who is it?" Chu Zhao became interested and straightened up.

Wang Jun pointed to Su Xun: "His Royal Highness, this is the person I'm talking about next."

Wow!

Everyone was in an uproar, they all knew what Wang Jun had made. It was a vicious intention, which was obviously deliberately cheating Su Xun.

How could Su Xun make a better poem than Chen Yulou? If Su Xun did it, it would be a shame.

If Su Xun refuses to do anything, it is not giving face to the prince.

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