On the martial arts stage.
Changsun Chong was writing quickly while Wei Shuyu was holding the pen and didn't know where to start.
After some psychological struggle, Wei Shuyu finally started writing.
"Yo? I've started writing..." Cheng Yaojin exclaimed.
"Oh? It looks like you have an idea?" Li Shimin responded.
"Your Majesty, I think something great may happen."
"What masterpiece? That's a world-shaking masterpiece!"
"Ha ha……"
Seeing Wei Zheng deflated, Li Shimin felt quite happy.
So that you can!
Have you also experienced this feeling of wanting to strangle the other person to death, but being unable to do anything about it?
"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your manners." Wei Zheng replied.
It was okay this time, but Li Shimin was even more energetic this time.
"What happened to my words and deeds?"
"I am praising your uncle Yu."
"What? Now I can't even praise others?"
"Xuancheng, I have to talk about you now. As the monarch of the Tang Dynasty..."
Li Shimin sneered at him.
"Your Majesty, do you think this jade pendant looks good?" Wei Zheng showed off the jade pendant around his waist.
In an instant, the taunting stopped.
This jade pendant can be said to be one of the most embarrassing things for Li Shimin.
"Wei Zheng, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Li Shimin gritted his teeth.
"Don't dare."
"You don't want to hear what the bet is?" Li Shimin smiled.
"Still not betting."
"If you win, I will give Shu Yushang a princess."
“If you say you won’t bet, I won’t bet!”
Wei Zheng still couldn't guess Li Shimin's purpose.
I just want to win the jade pendant back through a strategic competition.
Do I, Wei, look like a fool?
As for Shu Yu’s literary skills... well, it’s hard to describe in just one word.
In the stands, Li Shimin and others were chatting enthusiastically, and beside the martial arts stage, the friends were also idle.
"The Imperial Army, march out!"
The friends headed by Fang Yiai sneaked up to Changsun Chong and began to verbally attack...
"Chang Sun Chong, there is a woman behind you."
"Chang Sun Chong, there is a hole in your butt."
"Chang Sun Chong, you are a thin dog."
"Chang Sun Chong, your mother called you home for dinner..."
At first, Changsun Chong really thought something was wrong.
But when he saw his friends, he suddenly became furious.
"Who allowed you to come out?"
Whoosh.
The friends can run faster than rabbits.
But as soon as I sat down and haven’t written for a while, my friends’ thoughts rang in my ears again…
"Chang Sun Chong, you need to pee."
"Chang Sun Chong, you and Wu Gui have a relationship."
"Chang Sun Chong, you have a sore on your butt..."
The friends were chattering like Tang Sanzang.
"ah!"
Changsun Chong roared and slammed the pen on the ground.
He ran to the stands and started to complain...
"Your Majesty, Fang Yiai and the others are harassing me."
Li Shimin glanced at Fang Yiai and the others, and saw that all of his friends were standing upright, shaking their heads as if they were reciting poems.
"Your Majesty, they were not like this just now." Changsun Chong was extremely aggrieved.
"Okay." Li Shimin ordered: "Be aware that no one is allowed to approach the martial arts stage."
"promise."
Changsun Chong then went back.
With soldiers guarding him, Changsun Chong could finally write down his strategy.
But after a while, the friends started smashing eggs again.
Don't hit the martial arts stage, just hit it below the martial arts stage.
The banging sound made him upset...
"Asshole!"
Changsun Chong smashed another pen and ran to Li Shimin to complain.
Li Shimin was speechless.
"Know your integrity, keep Fang Yiai and others under guard..."
It was finally quiet now.
As Cheng Yaojin watched, the friends huddled together, as timid as ostriches.
Time passed, and half an hour passed quickly.
"The time is up, retract the volume!"
Wow...
The soldiers walked onto the stage and began to unwind.
Li Shimin didn't read it either, since he would recite it in public later.
The soldiers were handed over directly to Kong Yingda's group of old scholars.
After Kong Yingda and others took it, they first opened Chang Sun Chong's policy paper...
Then one by one they stroked their beards and shouted words like "not bad".
After unfolding Wei Shuyu's strategy, I was immediately dumbfounded...
Because the whole article is written in vernacular!
"..."
How to judge this?
Does this still need to be judged?
According to the current imperial examination system, if your writing skills are not up to standard, you will be eliminated directly!
"Your Majesty, we all agree that Changsun Chong will win!"
Kong Yingda and others bowed together.
"Yeah?"
Li Shimin showed a smile: "Now that the judgment results are out, let's read them out and let the soldiers listen..."
"After all, Princess Shang's competition is 'fair and just'. The soldiers must know who is strong and who is weak, right?"
While speaking, Li Shimin glanced at Wei Zheng.
Wei Zheng was not angry either.
He didn't have much hope.
Anyway, my son has nothing to lose if he loses.
"Chu Aiqing, please recite it." Li Shimin ordered.
"promise."
Chu Suiliang took the order.
After walking up to the high platform, I started to recite...
"When a country is strong, its army should be at the forefront, and it should be rushed to solve the problem. There are five strategies. One of them is to fight. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't advance, you will retreat. In ancient times, if you are defeated, you will be braver. If the army is strong, all countries will be afraid of it. . The second point of mind is that power means that people have souls, and the army also has a soul. Rewards and punishments will be rewarded and punished. In the future, wherever the commander's flag goes, it will be the Tang Dynasty. The third point of generals is that it is the selection of talents and talents. It is said in ancient times, An incompetent general will tire out thousands of troops; a commander without plans will defeat thousands of divisions. Military virtuous people are the masters. The four categories are soldiers: Qin Ruishi, Wei Wuzu, Tang Xuanjia... The five categories are said..."
As Chu Suiliang read, Li Shimin and others nodded frequently.
What's more, he yelled: OK!
"Congratulations to Mr. Changsun. This article is not as good as mine."
"Yes, how many civil and military officials in North Korea and China can write such a policy?"
“In my opinion, based on this article, it’s okay to be a leader.”
"Zhao Guogong gave birth to a Qilin son, which is really enviable."
Several officials began to flatter Changsun Wuji.
Changsun Wuji nodded with a smile, feeling very proud in his heart.
However, when the messenger soldier spread this policy, the soldiers were confused.
But they didn't dare to say anything.
Big shots pretend to be cool, let them pretend. "
"Next it's Shu Yu's turn..." Li Shimin looked at Chu Suiliang.
"Your Majesty, I just recited an article and my throat felt a little uncomfortable." Chu Suiliang replied quickly.
"That……"
Li Shimin looked at the other judges.
However, several people lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.
Changsun Chong's policy was well written, and they were willing to show their authority in front of the soldiers.
Reading a vernacular article would damage their reputation.
"..."
This time it was Li Shimin's turn to be embarrassed again.
Just when he was about to impose the order, Wei Zheng stood up...
"Shu Yu's article, please read it."
No matter how poorly his son writes, as a father, he still has to stand up!
Taking the roll of paper from Wei Shuyu, Wei Zheng stepped onto the high platform.
Unrolling the paper, Wei Zheng frowned.
First impression, word difference!
Second impression, vernacular, disgust.
Alas, no wonder we lost.
But watching it, Wei Zheng felt interesting again...
