From Battle Through the Heavens Simulation to The Great Ruler

Guo Baokun was the first to recover, and sneered, "I wonder what other masterpieces Brother Fan has? After all, this is a masterpiece you wrote when you were ten years old. So many years have passed, surely you haven't written a single poem yet?"

Guo Baokun's meaning was clear: this poem was not written by Fan Xian.

Fan Xian shook his head helplessly. Why is it that there are always people rushing to slap him in the face?

Amidst the expectant yet skeptical gazes of the crowd, Fan Xian quickly copied down a poem and tossed it aside. He then instructed a servant from the Prince's residence to take him to the outhouse.

"What a poem!"

"This is truly a great poem!"

"Young Master Fan is truly a man of great talent..."

When everyone saw the poem that Fan Xian had thrown down, it immediately drew cheers.

Upon seeing this, the heir of Prince Jing couldn't help but recite: "The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and the monkeys howl mournfully; the islet is clear, the sand is white, and the birds fly back. Boundless fallen leaves rustle down; the endless river rolls on. I am a traveler in autumn, often saddened; I am old and sick, climbing the platform alone. Hardships and sorrows have turned my temples white; in my decline, I have stopped drinking wine."

Soon, the poem that Fan Xian had copied also reached the women on the other side of the lake, causing another round of exclamations.

Hearing the exclamations around her, Fan Ruoruo's pretty face was full of pride.

Fan Ruoruo admires Fan Xian the most. She knows that her older brother is unrestrained on the surface, but in reality, he is a highly talented and learned man.

"Hahaha……"

Just as everyone was amazed by Fan Xian's poetic talent, a hearty laugh suddenly rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

The person who burst into laughter was the white-robed scholar who was standing to Xiao Feng's left.

The white-robed scholar was eight feet tall, with silver sideburns, a long beard reaching his chest, prominent cheekbones, a face like jade, eyes like autumn waves, and a hint of gloom between his brows.

Xiao Feng feigned confusion and asked, "Wenhe, why are you laughing?"

The white-robed scholar before them was also one of the robots Xiao Feng had created. Although he did not appear as robust as Dian Wei and the others, his strength was comparable to that of a ninth-rank martial artist.

Xiao Feng named him Jia Xu, with the courtesy name "Wenhe," who was the famous strategist in the Three Kingdoms period.

As for the other scholar, who was eight feet tall, with a face like solidified cream, eyes like bright stars, wearing a jade crown, a turban, and a feather fan, Xiao Feng named him Zhuge Liang, with the courtesy name "Kongming".

Those attending the poetry gathering today are all scholars, so it would be inappropriate to bring Dian Wei and the others along. Therefore, Xiao Feng specially brought Zhuge Liang and the others with him.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 281. Deceiving the World and Stealing Fame (Third Update, Please Vote)

281.

"Your Highness, I recently obtained a collection of poems, which includes the two poems written by Young Master Fan. However, the author of those two poems is not Young Master Fan."

As soon as Jia Xu finished speaking, the surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar.

After all, in literary circles, plagiarizing other people's poems and articles to enhance one's own reputation is one of the most despicable things.

"Wenhe, you can't just say things like that. What evidence do you have?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Xu quickly took out a book from his robes and handed it to Xiao Feng: "Your Highness, this is the collection of poems that I obtained."

Everyone subconsciously looked at the book in Jia Xu's hand, where a line of large characters read "Selected Three Hundred Tang and Song Poems".

"Your Highness, please look at the poem that Young Master Fan wrote when he was ten years old. The original title was 'Looking at Dongting Lake and Presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang.' The author's name was Meng Haoran. The line 'The waves shake Yueyang City' was changed to 'The waves shake Danzhou City.'"

Jia Xu was halfway through his sentence when he quickly flipped through a few pages of the book and said, "The poem that Young Master Fan just wrote was originally called 'Ascending the Heights,' and the author's name was Du Fu. The content was not changed at all."

"I knew those two poems from earlier weren't written by that guy."

Upon seeing this, Guo Baokun couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "How could such a vulgar person possibly know such verses?"

"An illegitimate child is an illegitimate child; they're definitely not fit for public display!"

"I never expected this person to be such a hypocrite. He's utterly shameless!"

"We scholars are ashamed to associate with this man..."

The more those people admired Fan Xian just now, the more they now hate him.

As expected, her name perfectly describes her; she's just so annoying!

"Your Highness, I have a request!"

Guo Baokun suddenly bowed to Xiao Feng and pointed to the collection of poems in Jia Xu's hand, saying, "The poems in this book are so well written. I beg Your Highness to allow me to make copies and spread them throughout the world, so that no one will ever again engage in such deceptive and fraudulent acts."

"So good."

After obtaining Xiao Feng's permission, Jia Xu also handed the book in his hand to Guo Baokun.

Soon, Xiao Feng and his group's conversation reached the women on the other side of the lake.

Upon learning that Fan Xian's two poems were actually copied from others, the women began to despise him, and even accidentally injured Fan Ruoruo.

It should be noted that Fan Ruoruo was a famous talented woman in Kyoto, a typical "other people's child". Many of the young ladies present had been compared to her by their families.

Therefore, many young ladies from prominent families were somewhat jealous of Fan Ruoruo. Now that they finally saw her suffer a setback, they naturally didn't mind kicking her when she was down.

Although Fan Ruoruo did not believe that Fan Xian would copy other people's poems, she did not know how to explain it.

If it's possible that the poem Fan Xian wrote when he was ten years old was obtained through other means and copied into that collection of poems, then surely it's impossible that the poem he just wrote, "Ascending the Heights," was also copied in advance by someone with prior knowledge?

As the poetry gathering at Prince Jing's mansion came to an end, Fan Xian's name resounded throughout the capital, but it was for the infamous reputation of being a fraudster!

"Brother, were those two poems you wrote before really plagiarized?"

After returning to the Fan residence, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but tug at Fan Xian's sleeve and ask, her face full of disbelief as she argued, "I don't believe what they're saying. You can clearly write a masterpiece like 'The Story of the Stone,' how could you possibly plagiarize someone else's poem?"

Looking at Fan Ruoruo's stubborn expression, a hint of emotion flashed in Fan Xian's eyes. He then sighed helplessly and said, "Ruoruo, didn't I tell you long ago? I didn't write The Story of the Stone. It was written by Mr. Cao. And those two poems were indeed copied by me."

Fan Xian originally didn't want to admit that he had copied poems, but when he heard the names Meng Haoran and Du Fu, he knew that he couldn't hide his copying of poems anymore.

Since Jia Xu can even produce a collection of Tang and Song dynasty poems, he is probably also a time traveler.

In fact, Fan Xian should have realized this long ago. Since his mother Ye Qingmei and he himself were both time travelers, it would be quite normal for other time travelers to appear in this world.

"boom!"

Upon hearing Fan Xian admit to copying the poem, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but show a pained expression, feeling that the perfect image of her brother in her heart had been shattered.

Although Fan Ruoruo will still listen to Fan Xian, she will no longer blindly worship him as before.

"Actually, when you think about it carefully, this is a good thing!"

Fan Xian smiled and waved his hand, saying, "My reputation is so bad now that the Eldest Princess and Prime Minister Lin will definitely not be willing to marry their daughters to me. This is a good opportunity for His Majesty to withdraw the marriage. Anyway, I don't want to marry a woman I've never met."

"..."

Seeing Fan Xian's nonchalant attitude, Fan Ruoruo was speechless.

It's a good thing Fan Ruoruo was just worried that Fan Xian wouldn't be able to handle such a blow and might do something foolish.

After comforting Fan Ruoruo, Fan Xian left the Fan residence and headed towards the Liujing River.

Because Guo Baokun was inextricably linked to the disappearance of Teng Zijing's wife and children, Fan Xian had originally planned to find an opportunity to torture him severely to force him to reveal the whereabouts of Teng Zijing's wife and children.

Moreover, the scandal of Fan Xian copying poems was able to spread throughout the capital within half a day, thanks in no small part to the instigation of Guo Baokun and others. It would be perfect to settle both old and new scores tonight.

Since Si Lili had become the plaything of the Carefree Prince, Fan Xian did not dare to provoke her, and instead chose to have Yuan Meng act as his witness.

Although Yuan Meng cannot compare to Si Lili, the most famous courtesan, she is still a very popular courtesan on the Liujing River, and she is more than qualified to be a witness for Fan Xian.

……

"Dong dong dong..."

Just as dawn was breaking outside, a sudden burst of rapid drumbeats abruptly woke up Mei Zhili, the prefect of Kyoto, who was still asleep.

Mei Zhili cursed inwardly, "Where did this troublemaker come from, daring to disturb my rest?"

However, due to the rules of the court, Mei Zhili still forced himself to fight off sleepiness, got up, washed up, and went to the courtroom.

!!!

When Mei Zhili received the petition from the clerk and saw the names of the plaintiff and defendant, he was immediately startled and came to his senses.

The position of Prefect of Kyoto is arguably the most difficult to hold in the Qing Kingdom. There are simply too many powerful and influential people in Kyoto, many of whom are people he cannot afford to offend.

For example, the plaintiff in this petition, Guo Baokun, was not only a compiler in the palace, but also the only son of Guo Youzhi, the Minister of Rites, while the defendant was Fan Xian, the wife of Fan Jian, the Vice Minister of Revenue.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 282. The Core Spirit Stone (First Update, Please Vote)

282.

Neither the Minister of Rites nor the Vice Minister of Revenue could be offended by Mei Zhili.

Not to mention that behind these two families lies a hidden struggle for the throne between the Crown Prince and the Second Prince.

Wearing the mask of pain, Mei Zhili couldn't help but curse Fan Xian in his heart for being so reckless as to dare to commit violence in the streets of Kyoto, causing him to be roasted on the hot stove.

Although Mei Zhili tried to avoid the matter of vying for the throne, the indictment was clear and there were witnesses and physical evidence. He had no way to delay and could only send the yamen runners to the Sinan Marquis's residence to arrest the person.

While Fan Xian was suing Guo Baokun, Xiao Feng also arrived at the Royal Villa by carriage to give Lin Wan'er her second treatment.

Because Lin Wan'er was the only daughter of the eldest princess, she was deeply loved by the Empress Dowager and Emperor Qing. Therefore, she was not only granted the title of Princess Chen, but also lived in a royal villa.

Normally, anyone who wants to enter Lin Wan'er's residence needs to make an appointment in advance through the palace register.

However, Xiao Feng was the carefree prince personally appointed by Emperor Qing, possessing the privilege of freely entering and leaving the palace, so the guards naturally dared not stop him.

Led by the maids of the villa, Xiao Feng passed through several flower bushes and finally arrived at a small building deep in the villa, where Lin Wan'er lived.

Facing Xiao Feng, the carefree prince who was currently enjoying the emperor's favor, the old nannies and female officials who were responsible for taking care of Lin Wan'er's daily life did not dare to show the slightest disrespect. They first bowed to him before leading him into Lin Wan'er's boudoir.

As soon as Xiao Feng entered Lin Wan'er's boudoir, he was greeted by a fragrant aroma that was soothing and had a calming effect, helping him to fall asleep.

There were three figures in the elegantly decorated boudoir.

Besides Lin Wan'er and her personal maid, there was also a beautiful young woman dressed in a red outfit with a heroic appearance, who was none other than Lin Wan'er's best friend, Ye Ling'er.

Ye Ling'er's father, Ye Zhong, is the commander of the Kyoto Garrison. He is not only in a high position and wields great power, but he is also a powerful expert of the ninth rank.

Most importantly, Ye Zhong is also the nephew and disciple of Grandmaster Ye Liuyun, giving him an extremely special status in the Qing Kingdom.

As long as Ye Liuyun is alive, no one will dare to risk offending a Grandmaster by provoking the Ye family.

"Meet the prince!"