There was a commotion among the crowd and everyone went to look at Bai Shicheng.
Bai Shicheng's face was darker than the bottom of a pot, but he still gritted his teeth and maintained a smile.
There was no way. He couldn't afford to offend that woman, and neither could his brother.
Zhao Lin smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are joking."
Li Weibai said: "You don't believe it?"
Zhao Lin said: "Your Highness is not that kind of person."
Li Weibai asked, "Are you unwilling to write for this princess?"
Zhao Lin said, "Your Highness, please forgive me for not being able to attend today."
"Zhao Lin is so bold as to disobey His Highness's order. He deserves death."
Zhao Mingya suddenly shouted, "Your Highness, Zhao Lin actually disobeyed the order. He should be held accountable."
Li Weibai frowned slightly.
Fu Liqing couldn't help but ask, "Mingya, what nonsense are you talking about? How did Master Zhao disobey the order?"
Zhao Mingya was determined to vent Zhao Chenhan's anger and said, "He is known as a poetic talent and can write poems for others and it is very good. Why can't he do it when he comes to Your Highness? Is he looking down on Your Highness?"
"Miss Zhao Wu is right. Zhao Lin's actions are, at best, contempt for His Highness, and at worst, disregard for the royal family. He should be severely punished."
A man echoed.
I don’t know whether he was trying to please Li Weibai or Zhao Mingya, or if he was targeting Zhao Lin.
"Miss Zhao Wu and Master Gao are both right. Zhao Lin is indeed disregarding the royal dignity."
"Your Highness, you must punish him severely. Otherwise, anyone would dare to do the same. Wouldn't that destroy the royal dignity?"
"Zhao Lin is arrogant because of his talent. He disrespects Your Highness, which is equivalent to disrespecting the royal family. He deserves death. He should be handed over to the Shengjing Prefecture for punishment."
Many people stood up to agree, and most of them were men. They glared at Zhao Lin, wishing they could eat him.
The main reason is that Zhao Lin angered the public.
Go chase girls instead of coming here to deliver poems to us?
Your poem is so well written, how should we write it?
Isn’t this just ruining the party?
Many men come here to find a suitable partner or to show themselves in front of Li Weibai so that they can be seduced.
But Zhao Lin turned out to be so good that he overturned the table with a song of "Qingping Diao".
This guy won’t let others eat after he’s full. Is he still a human being?
Those who can come here are all smart people, of course, Zhao Mingya may not be one of them.
Everyone knew that Zhao Lin had angered the public, so they wanted to punish him severely.
Fu Liqing was anxious: "Your Highness, Young Master Zhao absolutely has no intention of disrespecting Your Highness or the royal family. Please understand clearly."
"Oh? Then why didn't he write a poem for me?" Li Weibai said calmly, "He can write for you but not for me. Isn't that looking down on me?"
Fu Liqing said hurriedly: "He may not be ready yet, and he is afraid that the writing will not be good and disappoint His Highness."
Zhao Mingya immediately retorted, "Qing'er, that's ridiculous. Who is Zhao Lin? He's a recognized poet. He could write poems for two prostitutes, Yun Zhiyi and Zhu Wanting, but he can't write for His Highness? Does that mean His Highness is inferior to those two prostitutes?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed immediately. Even Zhao Chenhan cursed inwardly: "Idiot."
Fu Liqing angrily said, "Zhao Mingya, how dare you compare His Highness to a prostitute?"
Zhao Mingyu hurriedly stood up and pulled Zhao Mingya to kneel on the ground: "Your Highness, calm down. Fifth sister just spoke rashly and did not mean to insult Your Highness."
Li Weibai remained silent and did not respond.
Zhao Mingyu and Zhao Mingya were kneeling on the ground, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Zhao Chenhan gritted his teeth, stood up and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, please calm down. Fifth Sister just felt that Miss Fu's words were disrespectful to Your Highness. She definitely didn't mean anything else."
Zhao Chenhan said loudly, "Let's put it another way. When Master Zhao wrote a poem for Zhu Wanting during the Oiran Contest, it could be said that he had prepared it in advance. And when he wrote a poem for Yun Zhiyi, he wrote it on the spot, right? Could he have prepared it in advance as well?"
"If he prepared in advance, Young Master Zhao's reputation as a poet is undeserved. If he didn't prepare in advance, why would he be unwilling to compose a poem for His Highness? Could it be that in Young Master Zhao's eyes, His Highness is worse than two prostitutes?"
Yun Zhiyi in the distance had a blank expression on his face and held his handkerchief tightly.
Zhao Lin looked at Zhao Chenhan calmly: "I've told you so many times, when you see me, you have to call me Young Master Zhao."
"you?"
Zhao Chenhan was furious and suddenly sneered, "The names of Young Master Zhao and Young Master Zhao were also given by that prostitute Yun Zhiyi. You are so proud of it."
Zhao Lin's face darkened, and he scolded, "You've said so much, but you're just looking down on Miss Yun and the others. If you weren't lucky enough to be picked up and raised by the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, you'd be worse than them. What's there to be proud of?"
Zhao Lin sneered, "Miss Yun and the others are forced to do so by life, but what about you? In my opinion, you are not even a hair below Miss Yun and the others' level, yet you dare to look down on them?"
Yun Zhiyi's eyes turned red and she almost cried.
Zhao Chenhan's face changed drastically.
The fact that he was not the biological son of the Marquis of Zhenbei was a permanent pain in his heart.
Although everyone knew it, this was the first time someone said it to his face.
This was more painful to him than being slapped in public.
The key point is that these words were said by the other person's own son, and he didn't dare to refute it.
Zhao Mingya immediately stood up and said angrily, "Just explain why you didn't write a poem for His Highness. Why are you attacking Chen Han's identity? Are you better than him?"
Zhao Mingyu's face changed slightly, and he quickly reached out to pull Zhao Mingya.
Zhao Lin laughed heartily. "Of course I'm better than him. Even though I'm just an orphan without parents, and even though I grew up in a charity, I also know propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame. Unlike some people, they're worse than dogs!"
"You...you say everyone is worse than a dog?" Zhao Mingya said angrily.
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