This shows that the prince of the Ancient Dragon Kingdom is indeed quite capable.
Feeling the gazes of those around him, Gu Jian touched his nose.
What kind of mess is this?
He originally intended to keep a low profile and wait for Ye Chen to finish his poem before crushing him.
So quickly, they've already drawn all the hatred?
Bian Daque, he really is his good brother!
However, Gu Jian would naturally not back down in such a situation.
He smiled slightly and said bluntly, "This poem is indeed not very good. It is clearly about feelings, but it is tasteless and soulless."
The Third Prince, Long Jingtian, had a slight change in expression.
Gu Jian then laughed and said, "I'm afraid the Third Prince has never loved anyone before, and doesn't know what love is in this world."
"If you don't know what love is, how can you write love poems? It's just forcing yourself to express love in order to create new words."
"Forgive my bluntness, but this poem seems to be pieced together from various sources, lacking any genuine emotion. My friend Que is right; the translations by other poets are better than the poem itself."
"Whoosh..."
The sound faded.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
He actually utterly denigrated the Third Prince's poem as worthless!
The gentlemen and scholars present were all immediately enlightened, their eyes lighting up as if a sudden realization had dawned on them.
To be honest, when the Third Prince composed this poem, they initially thought it was quite good.
But upon closer reading, it always feels like something is missing.
Now they understand.
What's missing is a soul.
Lyrical poems must contain emotion.
But if poetry lacks a soul, can it still contain genuine feelings?
"Minister Wang, you're inhuman! How dare you fawn over this Third Prince! He's clearly from my Other Shore Demon Kingdom, why are you doing this?!"
"I don't know, they must have been bribed."
"I thought so too! That traitor."
Wang Situ's expression immediately turned ugly.
The Third Prince, Long Jingtian, was furious.
Fan Chengren, who was next to him, jumped up.
"Du Dafu, you have quite the nerve to spout such nonsense. You say my Third Prince's poetry is bad? If you're so capable, then write a better one!"
"What's so difficult about that?!"
Gu Jian smiled slightly.
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