Fast time travel, did the host kill the villain today?

Chapter 27 The prince is the real boss (7)

Author: Mr. Shiyin

What Bai Teahouse held was a poetry banquet, which was also a blind date banquet in disguise.

Talented men like to gather here to exchange poems, and beautiful women like to come here to see the talented men. Maybe they will like each other, and that means the talented man and the beautiful woman will have a good match.

After Shen Jue walked into the building, he started looking around. He came here today to find someone.

After hearing what his father said about the prince yesterday, Shen Jue deliberately took time out to come here today in order to find Song Beichen for help.

The Shen family was only loyal to the emperor in court, but privately Shen Jue had a personal relationship with Song Beichen. Shen Jue could tell that his father didn't like the prince, so he wanted to ask Song Beichen if he could give him some countermeasures.

Shen Jue knew that although Song Beichen seemed to be a non-competitive person, he maintained his own power in private. Otherwise, how could he really be a leisurely prince in the cannibalistic imperial city?

The third floor, Tianzihao.

After Gu Zixiu left, Eleven immediately bought Song Yuan a new cup of tea and revealed his guess.

"Your Highness, General Shen has a very good personal relationship with the third prince. I must be here today to find the third prince." The third prince likes arty elegance and will definitely come to the poetry banquet.

Shen Yi claimed to be loyal to the emperor, but he didn't know how many conveniences his son had secretly given to the third prince. He was afraid that when General Shen handed over the military talisman, Shen Jue would immediately join Song Beichen's camp.

"Then send someone to tell General Shen about Shen Jue's whereabouts." Song Yuan took a sip of the tea that Eleven poured and said, "Bring the letters between Shen Jue and Song Beichen."

"Yes, Your Highness, I will go right away."

Shiyi held his hands, his eyes full of awe for the prince.

None of the princes in the palace can compare with the prince's strategy. They all rely on the power of their mother's family. If the prince hadn't been too lazy to do anything, there would have been no chance for them to wander around in the imperial capital.

After leaving with the master's instructions, as soon as Eleven walked to the door, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

Gu Zixiu led the two brothers Shen Jue, and Eleven happened to meet Shen Jue face to face. Eleven could clearly see the dissatisfaction and disgust on Shen Jue's face.

With his eyes narrowed, Eleven walked past Shen Jue without even saying hello.

As for Shen Jue, he glanced around after entering the door, and finally looked at Song Yuan, and spoke with impatience: "Why did His Highness the Crown Prince call me here?"

Song Yuan tapped the side of the tea cup with the sword-like fingers of his left hand, turned around and looked away at the contempt in Shen Jue's eyes: "General Shen speaks quickly and is worthy of being a military commander. I just like a straightforward person like you."

"Whatever your Highness wants to say, I will listen to you. Your Highness does not need to beat around the bush with you."

Gu Zixiu, who stood aside and tried to reduce his presence, was speechless: "..."

Shen Jue couldn't tell that the prince was scolding him for being ignorant, so he liked him for being so stupid? He couldn't even greet the prince when he saw him. This was not hiding his dissatisfaction with the prince at all.

"It's okay. Can't you please invite General Shen to come up and sit down?"

"..." Shen Jue choked, why should they sit down? He and the prince have never spoken more than ten words in so many years.

Although he hated the prince, he was not stupid enough to confront the prince.

"General Shen, please take a seat." Withdrawing his gaze, Song Yuan turned to look outside the room.

The box immediately fell into silence.

Shen Jue sat opposite Song Yuan, Gu Zixiu sat on the right side of Song Yuan, and Shen Mochi could only sit on the left side of Song Yuan reluctantly.

After sitting down, Shen Jue opened and closed his lips and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. The most important thing was that Song Yuan didn't look at him and looked like he didn't want to speak, which made him very annoyed.

The king will always be the king, and the minister will always be the minister.

Shen Jue clenched his fists and put them on his knees. He was not sure what Song Yuan was up to, and he was a little worried.

It was stormy inside, and it was very lively outside.

From "the garden is filled with red embroidered flowers" to "Ling Yun comes to have fun when he is young and old."

There is no threshold to enter Baicha House, but only those who receive the invitation can be allocated a private room.

Of course, invitations are divided into three categories: upper, middle and lower.

This leads to the fact that among a group of talented young talents, there will occasionally be a few half-hearted people who come up with one or two strange gibberish sentences like "The rain falls, the snow falls, and the sky is clear."

When he was so excited that people in the teahouse were shouting with red faces, Gu Zixiu would occasionally read a few sentences at the top of his lungs, and after he finished reading, he would subconsciously look at Song Yuan's expression.

After all, who doesn't want to be praised by the prince, but Song Yuan has been looking out the window lazily.

The stalemate continued until a soft female voice sounded.

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the gold bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold is gone."

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole teahouse fell into silence.

I don't know how long it took before another voice rang out: "I want to ride the wind for three thousand miles, go straight into the sky and embrace the Milky Way. I'll just sit and watch the vegetation growing on the cliffs, and the green mountains covering my face with smiles."

After Gu Zixiu finished checking, he instinctively turned back to look at Song Yuan.

This time, Song Yuan finally responded, stroking his palm gently and turning his head to nod Gu Zixiu: "Tan Hua Guo is really quite capable."

Because of Gu Zixiu's couplet, the teahouse was filled with poetry again. The phrase "I am born with talent must be useful" did not cause any waves.

Private room on the second floor.

Yao Qianhuan tightened her hand on the window railing, feeling very confused.

"003 is going in the wrong direction. Shouldn't I be a blockbuster? Why is there someone else taking over? Isn't that guy just thinking randomly?"

"Master host, although Li Bai's poems are catchy and good at writing, they are not completely incompetent. Do you think these talented people who study hard in their humble beginnings are lonely in reading?"

"Read less novels. At most, they will be shocked that a woman like you recited such a good poem. But after being taken over by Tan Hua Lang, the shock will be much weaker."

Yao Qianhuan: "...You are right. As worthy of being a prince, he is quite capable."

"..." 003 was speechless and wanted to continue taunting the host. Suddenly he saw a line of sight looking this way and immediately became excited, "Master host, it's the male protagonist. The male protagonist is looking towards you."

"Oh." Yao Qianhuan said lightly, glanced towards the male protagonist's box in the plot, and saw a man standing by the opposite window.

After just one glance at Yao Qianhuan, she looked away and frowned in disgust: "This male protagonist feels real and fake, not as pleasing to the eye as the villain."

"No, I'm going to find the villain to wash my eyes!"

"..." 003 looked at the host who opened the door and really wanted to find the villain. He was thinking about one thing. Should he tell the host that the villain is actually a woman?

Forget it, the host has to suffer some losses, and it's best to leave a psychological shadow, so as not to become a nymphomaniac in every plane.

Tianzihao.

"His Royal Highness," Shen Jue called in a deep voice.

Listening to those obscure poems that I can't understand, I get a headache, but this prince has something to say, so who really has the time to be here with me, as if they really have a good relationship.

"Well, is there something wrong with General Shen?"

"Your Highness, I do have something else to do. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." With a sullen face, Shen Jue could hardly suppress his temper, "If I am accompanying His Highness to recite poems and write poems, I am not qualified for the job."

"Bang."

Song Yuan's hand attached to the teacup was gently pressed, and the white jade celadon turned into powder.

"General Shen, I appreciate your stupidity, but I won't get involved with people who are so stupid."

"You..." He actually called him stupid! After all, he is also a general, so what about the prince? He ignored the king's laws and insulted the court officials.

Shen Jue's eyes widened in disbelief.

"..." Gu Zixiu looked at Shen Jue and held back a smile.

You call General Shen stupid, but he has great military achievements on the battlefield. You call him not stupid, but he is so self-righteous in front of the prince and despises the royal family. He almost has the words "hate the prince" plastered on his face. .

Could it be that all martial artists are so stubborn and don't know how to adapt?