There was deathly silence in the entire Jiying Palace!
Song Yu squinted at the officials of the Northern Qi mission who were standing there like wood carvings and clay sculptures, and then scanned the other members of the mission one by one, and asked: "I dare you to ask, is this Que Ci worthy of eternity?" Is it a famous article?"
No one answered.
Song Yu asked again: "Let me ask you again, do you like this Que Ci?"
Dead silence!
Only dead silence!
At this moment, the official suddenly burst into laughter and said: "Good words! Good words! Let's start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky! Who dares to say that this is not a famous story through the ages? I am the first one to refuse! But Song Yu, is this really done by Sun Zhiping?"
With the laughter of the officials, the entire hall seemed to suddenly come alive.
Everyone felt as if someone had suddenly tapped their acupuncture points, and then suddenly been untied, and they all let out a long breath.
What followed was a flood of crazy praise from Zhao officials—
"The Zhuangyuanlang's queci is absolutely top-notch!"
"You really spoke out my heart!"
"Shocked, moved, excited, want to go into battle to kill the enemy!"
"As expected of the number one scholar, he was able to write such a famous poem. This poem will surely be passed down through the ages!"
Those passionate people, at this time, no one cares about the Northern Qi delegation opposite, they love whoever they are.
If you catch the champion, you will praise him to death.
At this time, Sun Zhiping, who finally recovered from his shock and confusion, almost crawled out of his seat and bowed deeply to the officials in the palace. His voice was somewhat distorted, full of fear and grievance.
"Official officials have learned that Wei Chen dare not deceive the emperor... This word, this word was not written by Wei Chen! It was definitely not made by Wei Chen! Wei Chen also wants to... and likes it, but it really has nothing to do with Wei Chen !”
An official from the Ministry of Rites in front said, "You don't have to stress, we all know it's not you."
Sun Zhiping: "..."
The official concealed the redness in his eyes, looked at Sun Zhiping calmly and said: "It doesn't matter, we all know Song Yu's lazy temperament, and he is unwilling to superimpose talents and reputations on himself. Compared with these literary and talent names, he Maybe I would rather be a free-spirited and passionate man who enjoys grudges and grudges, so just step back, it’ll be fine.”
Sun Zhiping wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, carefully stepped back, and sat there, looking at Song Yu with shock in his eyes.
What a monster!
How did he write such majestic and exciting words?
Could it be that he created it because he heard about the deeds of Lu Tong, the military governor of Hanjiang?
But why was there no movement at all before?
Could it be that he just created it on the spot?
This Que Ci is really good!
Until now, Sun Zhiping's blood, which had been too frightened to ignite, finally began to boil.
Sit there and clench your fists hard.
If Song Yu hadn't just put the creator on his head and frightened him, maybe he wouldn't have been able to help but roar out the moment Song Yu said, "Start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky." A "good" word.
At this moment, Jiang Su, who had always looked solemn and was sitting there quietly cultivating his "mind", suddenly said: "Zhuang Zhi is hungry for Hun meat, laughing and thirsty for drinking Hun blood, good words! He is really domineering! They all say that Mr. Yu is talented in literature. Feng Liu’s martial arts are outstanding, and his literary talent is something I’ve seen. I wonder if Special Envoy Song can let me, the Hulu Xiongnu, experience your martial arts? Your hatred for the Hulu Xiongnu shouldn’t just stop at your mouth, right?”
As soon as these words came out, the official immediately glanced at Chen Qun, who was still wiping his eyes at the Ministry of Rites.
Chen Qun said: "This envoy is serious. Special Envoy Song composed this poem at the request of you and other members of the envoy. As a Xuanzheng doctor and a senior military officer, the special envoy naturally has to create poems suitable for his status. As for Hulu The Huns and the like are just metaphors, so the envoys don’t have to take them to heart. In such a cheerful and peaceful atmosphere, it’s better to forget about martial arts competitions, especially in front of officials and nobles, it’s a bit disrespectful, and regardless of Whoever it is, seeing blood and being injured, it’s not good.”
"Haha, my lord, although I am a warrior, I can also read articles and poems. Special Envoy Song's unforgettable hatred for us was clearly demonstrated when he was fifty miles away from Lin'an Mansion, and now it is even more so. To make such a statement... Since he has such ambition, I might as well give him this opportunity, so as not to make people laugh later and say that you Zhao people... only use your mouth!"
Jiang Su was still sitting there quietly. He came from a wealthy family and spoke slowly and slowly, but with endless murderous intent!
When it comes to talking about this, he even reveals his own family scandal without hesitation. There is almost no room for maneuver in this matter.
The official was silent for a moment and looked at Song Yu: "What do you think?"
At this time, Prime Minister Chu Qinghui suddenly said: "Officials, I have something to say."
The official glanced at him: "Mr. Chu, please speak."
Chu Qinghui said: "Song Yu is worthy of being a talented Jianghu man. He has both the blood of a warrior and the character of a scholar. He is really admirable. He just doesn't understand the rules of the court. Today's words are a little out of place. Now Qi and Zhao have had diplomatic relations for many years, and the people on both sides live and work in peace and contentment. Song Xuanzheng's remarks are somewhat suspected of fanning the flames and instigating..."
As soon as these words came out, many officials from Zhao State, including Empress Cui and Concubine Wang, couldn't help but frown and look at him.
However, Prime Minister Chu's expression did not change, and he said calmly and gracefully: "But you can't blame him. After all, he hasn't read so many books since he was a child. In his own words, he spends all his time wielding swords and guns. It's understandable if his vision and pattern are different. …”
The official interrupted with a smile and asked, "What exactly does Mr. Chu want to say?"
Chu Qinghui had a smile on his face: "Officials, don't be anxious. What I mean is very simple. Since Song Xuanzheng is difficult to change his habits in the world and is full of warrior blood, it is rare that this envoy of Qi is also a bloody young man. Why not let the two of them compete? No matter who wins or who loses, it doesn’t matter, just think of it as adding to the excitement of this word that is destined to be passed down through the ages.”
At this moment, Zhao Huan, Xue Qi, Xiao Qing, Zhao Qingyi and others looked at Chu Qinghui with anger in their eyes. Even Jiang Tong, who was opposite him, frowned and said to himself, "Why is this Mr. Zhao?" Don’t look like a good person?
The official said calmly: "My husband is also a man of cultivation. I can't help but see that Jiang Su is a swordsman. A swordsman strikes with murderous intent. It determines victory or defeat, as well as life and death. How can there be such a thing as sparring? If not, In today's happy and peaceful occasion, if he came to challenge him at another time, I would naturally not stop him. But now he is a member of the mission, and he is also the Jiang family of Northern Qi... The grandson of Mr. Jiang in front of him, just in case. Anyway, how do you ask me to explain to Emperor Qi? How do you ask me to explain to Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Su stood up and raised his hands to the officials: "Guan, although I am from the Jiang family of Qi, I am a member of the cultivating sect and is not under the jurisdiction of the mission. Please rest assured, if there is any problem, That’s because I, Jiang Su, am not good at learning, and the Jiang family and Qi State will never blame me for this!”
Empress Cui, who had never spoken, glanced at Zhao Huan and others who were a little anxious, and said quietly: "It's still not good. The poem and lyrics were proposed by your Northern Qi envoy. It's just an entertainment part of the banquet. I'm so happy. How can you use weapons rashly in these days?"
The members of the Northern Qi envoy were filled with hatred. Where could the joy and peace come from? Damn happy? !
Jiang Su turned his gaze to Qi Jue, feeling a little strange in his heart.
King Zhao had always supported him in killing Song Yu, but why did he suddenly seem to have lost his soul and become taciturn in the past two days.
Qi Jue raised his head belatedly and muttered indifferently: "If you want to fight, then fight. Why is there so much nonsense?"
Queen Cui's face suddenly looked a little ugly.
The official looked at Song Yu who was standing at the end of the palace and said calmly: "Since everyone has said so, if we continue to refuse to fight, it seems that our Zhao country is really timid and can only talk..."
He glanced at Jiang Yong again and said, "But old sir, you have to think carefully. After all, swords have no eyes. If... your grandson really did something bad, I can't take responsibility for you except to express regret."
Jiang Yong glanced at the official family. He was not worried that Jiang Su would lose.
Jiang Su joined the sect at a young age and was known as the number one genius in swordsmanship in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Now that he has just turned twenty, he has entered the field of Huajin Grandmaster.
Other warriors who can develop dark strength and internal strength at this age... will be dubbed "geniuses".
Although Song Yu is said to be excellent in swordsmanship, a master of swordsmanship without the support of true energy is like a chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a blow in front of Grandmaster Huajin.
He was only worried that if Jiang Suzhen killed Song Yu, it would affect the Zhao State's sending troops to Qi State.
Therefore, he pondered for a moment, looked at the official and said: "The request for poetry was indeed proposed by my Northern Qi envoy... But the original intention was because I had admired the talent of Special Envoy Song for a long time and wanted to witness it with my own eyes. Unexpectedly, Special Envoy Song not only He is talented, has such a bloody heart, and his lyrics are too sharp. My grandson, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, can't accept it. So this matter is just a competition between two young people. Guan Jia, you What do you think?"
The official nodded: "What the old gentleman said is that if this is the case, then everyone here should just bear witness together."
He glanced at Chu Xiang and others, and said calmly: "Actually, many things, even if I don't mention them, still exist there, and no whitewashing can change their essence. But what Chu Xiang said is right, the world is peaceful. It has been a long time since the people of the two countries have been living and working in peace and contentment, and it is not what I want to use weapons rashly. In this case, let these two young people compete to see who is more powerful, the young prodigy who came from the cultivating sect of Northern Qi, or our Zhao country, who is both civil and military. The boy is stronger."
Seeing that the official finally agreed, Jiang Su's murderous eyes fell on Song Yu and said: "I'll kill you today, and then I'll kill Ye Sanniang later!"
Song Yu smiled: "I promised someone that I would use two swords to kill you."
The two looked at each other, as if there was lightning.
Suddenly!
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