Prince Li Chong can host a poetry gathering, and Si Ren can do the same. Although his reputation is currently ruined, a few minor tricks will be enough to enrage these scholars.
The next day, streets and alleys across Chang'an buzzed with the news that Geshuhan was holding a grand poetry convention in Luoyang.
Word had it that he spoke with outrageous arrogance, claiming that all the scholars in the realm were not even worth a single hair on his body—a bunch of self-pitying cowards utterly incapable of writing a single decent poem. Anyone who refused to accept this was invited to come to Luoyang to debate face-to-face. If they dared not come, then every scholar under heaven was nothing more than a pile of stinking dog manure.
Chapter 750