Under the complex gazes of everyone, Ye Fan did not hesitate and gave himself another three cups!

"Haha, Your Highness Prince Qi, I'm afraid that Prince Consort Ye isn't unwilling, but rather unable to do so..." It was unknown who shouted this, but the crowd immediately burst into laughter.

Ye Fan lowered his head. He didn't hear these laughs at all. His mind was filled with those people, those places, those past …

"Darling …" Are you feeling bad? " However, Su Qingxue discovered that there was sadness in Ye Fan's eyes, causing her to worry.

"Big brother, don't drink anymore. If you keep drinking, you'll get drunk." Sunless was also infected by his emotions and tried to persuade him.

Ye Fan sighed, "Don't worry, I'm not drunk. I just want to drink a lot tonight..."

Seeing that they could not persuade him anymore, the two girls had no choice but to give up.

Not long after, Su Painted Fan stood up again and recited in a clear voice, "To carry the sword … East Lake is not warm in spring, to the north is the time of parting." The first to swim in the air is cold, the next to fall asleep and drunkard, but the curtain is sad... "

Accompanying the loud exclamations and praises from the crowd, Su Painting looked at Ye Fan with a disappointed expression...

"What a pity! Tonight, I can't drink or write poems with Prince Consort Ye, who has just learned everything. It's a great pity for me..."

Ye Fan sneered, still too lazy to respond.

Seeing that Ye Fan did not utter a single word, everyone present became even more contemptuous of him. This cowardly look, how could he possibly produce such a peerless masterpiece?

"You think you're qualified to sit in the first row just like that?" This is simply an insult to the reputation of the Linlang Poetry Guild! "

"Can't you see that he's here for a drink? I heard that Prince Consort Ye has another nickname called 'Wine Madman'. It looks like it's really a huge amount of wine …"

"What else can he do if he doesn't drink? It was better than making a poem look like an embarra.s.sment... "Haha …"

Only a literary talent could be respected in such a grand event like this one.

Ye Danqing, who was busy writing, also looked over worriedly, but she didn't have the time to do anything about it.

This time, it was a poem reciting. Every girl could choose their own favorite poem to recite in a melodious voice.

As the ladies went up on stage one by one, various famous essays began to appear in the venue …

Without a doubt, among the most popular poems recently, the ones about Ye Fan were the most popular.

However, this time, not only did everyone feel that this "author", Ye Fan, was powerful, but the more they listened, the more they felt that it was laughable.

Lu Xin, Baili Qingtian, and the other scholars felt that wors.h.i.+pping Ye Fan in this manner was the ultimate irony!

Gu Qing was at the back of the cla.s.s. She also chose to recite an incantation, and at the same time, looked at Ye Fan with an unintentional gaze …

"Husband, this young girl's recitation is really good. I never thought that the women of the Rainbow Cloud Workshop would be able to read the calmness of the plum blossoms …" Su Qingxue muttered.

Ye Fan sighed, "Why do you keep mentioning her..."

"Darling …" Look at you, your face is already flushed. Stop drinking … " Su Qingxue said with pain in her eyes.

Ye Fan truly felt a bit tipsy, as he had actually gotten drunk one day. He had originally thought that he would never be able to taste drunkenness again in this life.

"Husband, are you alright? "I see how sad you are tonight …" Su Qingxue stretched out her cool and smooth hand, placing it on Ye Fan's back.

"I'm fine... I am disappointed in the princess, I was told by those people … " Ye Fan grinned and said.

Su Qingxue pursed her lips and shook her head, "No matter how others say it, I know my husband is a peerless genius, that's enough … …" "Why get mad at people who don't know the truth?"

On the stage, Gu Qing saw the intimate actions of Ye Fan and Su Qingxue and his bright eyes flashed.

"Your Highness Duke of Qi, honored tutor, I have something I wish to report to the two of you before the final question is decided."

Tutor Zhang smiled slightly. "Elder Liu, please be courteous. You and I have served in the imperial court together, so there's no harm in saying so."

Old Liu said with a stern expression, "Originally, this old man did not want to say much, but just now, there were too many women, so he recited a poem like 'Incantation of Plum' that has been circulating recently.

Everyone has heard that these poems were written by Prince Consort Ye. However, from what I've seen today, I don't think that Prince Consort Ye should be the author of these poems.

Su Painted Fan, who had once brought out a book of poems, pointed out that these poems had been stolen from his unpublished book of poems.

Even though we have a great battle, His Majesty has always had high hopes for us in the literary world, and even more so for the civil officials!

How can we allow a literary thief to preach in this sacred and solemn Linlang Poetry Meet!?

Old Teacher Liu's generous speech made the entire audience burst into cheers!

"Well said! Elder Liu hit the nail on the head! "

"Plagiarism is shameful! It should be the true name of the fan's young master! "

"I've always disliked this drunkard! You shouldn't have allowed him to join the Linlang s.h.i.+ Society! "

The cheering from the crowd got louder and louder, and Ye Fan instantly became the target of thousands of attacks.

On the stage, many women were looking at Ye Fan with disdain. Gu Qing also had a hint of ridicule and playfulness in his eyes.

Su Qingxue and Sang s.h.i.+qing's expressions were grim. They sat there feeling both angry and helpless.

He had guessed long ago that this Su Painting Fan had come prepared, but he didn't expect that he would have arranged such a move ….

Tutor Zhang and the Qi King looked at each other and pondered for a moment. Then, they stood up and waved their hands, signaling for everyone to quiet down.

"Elder Liu's words make sense. Painting fan …" Are these poems really written by you? "

Su Shufan looked flattered. He got up and clasped his hands respectfully as he said, "Honored Tutor Zhang, this junior has long given up on such matters. Since I have no conclusive evidence, let's treat it as Prince Consort Ye's work … …"

"What do you mean as if …" It's yours, it's yours. It's a masterpiece that will be pa.s.sed down through the ages.

The Su Painting Fan had a face full of modesty. "What the Imperial Tutor said is true. "Since that's the case, the fan admits that these poems were indeed written by the fan, and somehow ended up in the name of Prince Consort Ye …"

"Truly shameless, to think that such a person would be treated as a prince consort?"

"For example, why would a piece of trash suddenly make such a sentence? So it was copied!"

"Young n.o.ble Su is truly magnanimous, I would not have been able to tolerate you for a long time!"

Discussions rose and fell one after another, and very quickly, another person started to shout: "Thief Ye Fan! Get the h.e.l.l out of Lin Langtian's meeting! "

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d get out of the poetry meet!" Get out... "

Wave after wave of sound waves rang out. Originally, those who did not believe what they heard all felt that this was the case.

For a time, many people even threw regretful looks at him. It turned out that the great scholar that they admired, Prince Consort w.a.n.g, was just a lowly person.

"This is too infuriating!" That Su Painting fanned shamelessly! Brother! "Let's go!" Ye Shuangqing was so angry that tears were about to fall from her eyes. She pulled on Ye Fan's arm and was about to get up.

At this moment, Ye Fan felt a bit dizzy. He felt that this Thousand Day Drunken Wine was acting up again, and it was actually making him feel bad?

"This... This wine … "It's a little amazing..."

"Hahahaha!" This drunkard! You were actually drunk during the Linlang Poetry Meet!? "

"I think he wants to use the power of alcohol to fool us!"

The Qi King frowned. He raised his hand and said, "Men, go help Prince Ye carry Prince Consort out …"

Just when a few servants were about to help Ye Fan up, Ye Fan suddenly stood up like an old man!?