Fang Tianying was generous, booking a room at the town's finest restaurant. The four of them sat in a private room on the third floor, looking down, taking in the entire long street. For the Mid-Autumn Festival, the town was decorated with festive cheer. Even before it was completely dark, a variety of lanterns were already hung along the roadside, waiting to be lit at nightfall. "I knew Brother Qin was highly educated, but I didn't expect him to be such a poet," Fang Tianying repeated the two lines he had heard from the servants, praising him. "Excellent, truly wonderful." Chen Yan'an fiddled with the leaves on his plate and scoffed, "Alright, Young Master Fang, do you understand poetry?" "Of course I don't understand. Do you think I'm truly uneducated?" Fang Tianying scolded, joking. "Eat your food! I haven't seen you in a few days. Why are you eating so little? Are you trying to lose weight?" Chen Yan'an paused, seeming a little embarrassed. "What do you care!" It wasn't clear whether Fang Tianying understood the poem, but Jing Li certainly didn't. His appreciation of poetry wasn't quite there yet, but he'd heard Fang Tianying say on the way that Qin Zhao had composed a line of poetry no other student in the world had managed. As expected of Qin Zhao. Jing Li gently squeezed Qin Zhao's hand from under the table, whispering, "You're amazing." Qin Zhao was serving him some food when he caught a glimpse of his own Xiaoyu's expression, and a pang of tingling arose in his heart. He grasped the other's soft fingers with his backhand, rubbing his fingertips against the back of his hand. He leaned in to whisper something. Fang Tianying suddenly remarked, "More than amazing, Brother Qin is truly a true all-rounder!" Qin Zhao: "..." This was precisely why he didn't want outsiders following him. ㊣ωWW.メ伍2⓪メＳ.С○м҈ Qin Zhao felt helpless but didn't know what to say, so he let go of Jing Li's hand: "Mr. Fang, you're too kind." Jing Li remembered the information Fang Tianying had told him before, and asked: "Did the prince who came up with this poem really say that whoever could answer it right would be promoted to the Hanlin Academy?" "Of course, I heard from my father that Prince Rong said it in front of the emperor and all the civil and military officials of the time, so it couldn't be false." Fang Tianying sighed here, "It's a pity that Brother Qin was born at the wrong time, and now it's no longer possible." "No longer possible?" Jing Li wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Chen Yan'an: "What's so about being born at the wrong time? It should be said that Brother Qin escaped a disaster. If he had really been promoted to the capital at that time, would he still have a way out?" Fang Tianying hummed: "That's true." Jing Li vaguely sensed something from their words and asked: "What do you mean? Why do you say that there is no way out if you are promoted?" "You don't know?" Chen Yan'an looked around and saw that the private room they were in was closed on all sides and soundproofed very well. He lowered his voice and said, "That Prince Rong conspired to usurp the throne a few years ago and was executed by the emperor's order. His body was dismembered!" Qin Zhao paused in drinking the soup, and the spoon made a slight sound when it hit the wall of the bowl. However, no one noticed this subtle sound. "So that's how it is..." Jing Li felt inexplicably regretful. Although he didn't know who the prince was, he dared to say in front of the world that anyone who could match his poems would be promoted to an official. He must be a very talented person with an arrogant and wanton temperament. ,,Website m..net,...: . You provide the great god Chi Ling's "Little Husband Who Transformed into a Koi"