Li Baiyi and his son had a fight, but they soon calmed down.
Early the next morning, a simple arena was set up on the northern outskirts of the capital.
In order to end this civil war as soon as possible, Beiyuan's mission worked overtime to build the arena.
This also attracted a large number of Dakun people.
People come here to watch the fun.
The Beiyuan delegation was already waiting here half an hour before the agreed time.
"I heard that the person participating in the literary fight on behalf of Dakun this time is a dude from the capital. Do you think we can still win?"
"How can I win? I'm afraid I'm going to lose this time. That dude is a prodigal. He has no use except spending his family's money."
"This is unlikely. I heard that he passed the test set by our Princess Dakun. He probably has some ability."
"Where did you hear this? How is this possible? He is the only one who has passed the test."
"Just a few days ago, I saw him going to a brothel and quarreling with someone. How could such a playboy be capable of anything?"
"It seems that our Dakun literary world is destined to lose to Beiyuan this time. Our luck in the literary world of Dakun will probably be absorbed by Beiyuan."
In addition to ordinary people, more talents and beauties from the Dakun literary world came here.
They also want to see the results of this competition and decide their future path.
It is human nature for good birds to choose trees to roost in.
Outside the gate of Zhen Guo Gongfu.
Li Baiyi strolled out of the yard, preparing to participate in the literary fight. As soon as he walked out of the door, he was shocked by his brothers.
"Are you okay? Why are you dressed like this today?"
Li Baiyi looked up and down at his dandy brothers, wondering why they were all dressed like those scholars and poets.
"Do you think this outfit suits you?"
Looking around, we can see a group of rough-looking men wearing the feather fan scarves that literati like most.
Li Mao patted his chest and said, "Baiyi, we are all going with you to help you."
Sun Bing nodded, opened his fan, shook it and said with a smile.
"That's right. If you go to participate in a literary fight, it doesn't matter whether you lose or win. We can always give you a stronger momentum by going with you."
Zhang Wen also stood up and said, "What the hell, brother, are we going to embarrass you by going with you? If that's the case, then we won't go."
Li Baiyi waved his hands quickly, walked towards the crowd with a smile and said, "Of course not, I just think this little thing is not worth your trouble."
Li Mao smiled and patted Li Baiyi on the shoulder and said, "Brother, it's getting late. Let's go quickly. Don't miss the time."
Li Baiyi nodded and said, "In that case, let us brothers set off quickly."
A large group of people rushed to the northern suburbs on horseback. At this time, thousands of people had gathered near the arena in the suburbs. Everyone watched Li Baiyi and others coming together, and couldn't help but have different eyes.
"A group of rough and rough guys are actually pretending to be men of letters today. It's really ridiculous."
Song Wen shook his head with an insulting look on his face.
Huo Tian nodded repeatedly and said with a mocking look on his face: "These dandy boys usually only know how to wield swords and sticks."
"Now they have also imitated us literati, and they are like a monkey."
"I feel so embarrassed for them."
After Concubine Xi saw this group of generals, they all gathered around Li Baiyi to help him. She couldn't help but nodded and said to Wang Xuanfeng beside her.
"Your Majesty, after you look at these generals, they are quite charming."
Wang Xuanfeng looked at Li Baiyi and others with tiger eyes, and nodded: "I hope their performance today is as beautiful as what they wear."
When a group of people from the Beiyuan Mission saw Li Baiyi and others appearing, they immediately started to curse.
"Li Baiyi, how dare you beat up our members of the Beiyuan Mission? I will make you walk around with nothing to eat today."
"Li Baiyi is a shameless villain. Wen Dou dare not compete with Wan Yankang, the most talented young man in the literary world of our Beiyuan generation."
"Deliberately designed to beat Wanyan Kang so that he could not participate in the civil struggle. Today, His Majesty Dakun will give an explanation to our Beiyuan mission."
Liu Yuanchong, the head of the Beiyuan envoy, said to Wang Xuanfeng while cupping his hands.
When Tang En and others saw Li Baiyi's appearance, they couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy on their faces.
Fortunately, this kid didn't escape, otherwise it would be really difficult to find him from all over the world.
When your boy Wen Dou is defeated this time, tomorrow morning your Zhenguo Palace will become history!
Li Baiyi led a group of generals and then saluted Wang Xuanfeng and Concubine Xi, and then stood up.
Li Baiyi asked a group of brothers to watch aside first, then looked at the Beiyuan delegation and said with an arrogant look.
"Stop talking nonsense, aren't we going to have a literary fight? Send out a few of you first and let me teach you a lesson, and then you can talk about anything else after I defeat you."
"As for Wan Yankang, who is the number one in the literary world among the younger generation of yours, right? He came to our government office and made noises and made rude remarks to the government office. How can we, the government office, still tolerate him?"
"I have reason to suspect that the behavior of your Beiyuan envoy is Beiyuan's deliberate disrespect to me, Da Kun. I only beat him to teach you a small lesson."
After saying that, Li Baiyi stretched and said, "You are still competing. If you don't make any difference, we Da Kun will win."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure stood up and walked to Li Baiyi, startling him.
"It's actually you. Are you from the Beiyuan Mission?"
The person who came was none other than the woman he met at the back door of Chunfeng Tower. Unexpectedly, she was from the Beiyuan Mission.
"That's just right. It's easy to talk to people you know. Hurry up and admit defeat. No one in the literary world of your Beiyuan Mission is my opponent."
"A genius like me has not appeared in hundreds of years. You, the Beiyuan Mission, are just guests. I can't beat you too badly."
"Hurry up and admit defeat, then go back and recover, so that you can still have some face."
Song Wen and others suddenly laughed.
"This kid must be crazy. He's so crazy. Who does he think he is? The Beiyuan Mission can't defeat him. He's just dreaming."
"This kid is really crazy. We'll see how he dies soon."
Yelufang snorted coldly and said: "What's so great about just talking? It's just that you are good at talking."
"If you have the ability, show off your literary talents and convince us, the Beiyuan Mission."
"Otherwise we will never bow to you easily."
The people from the Beiyuan Mission spoke loudly and angrily.
"That is, we will never bow to Dakun easily."
"None of you Dakun people are our opponents, surrender quickly."
When the people in Dakun heard this, they couldn't help but look very ugly, and they all looked at Li Baiyi angrily.
