From the first time he met Chai Xiaoxiao, Duan Wenjun felt that she had a close relationship with the eldest princess.
The second meeting was in the palace of the eldest princess.
The eldest princess's reprimand to her was filled with deep love.
This cannot be concealed at all.
From the tone of the eldest princess, Chai Xiaoxiao didn't seem to be very respected in the palace.
Of course, as the princess of Dashun, she is not respected. This means that he does not hold much weight in Emperor Shun's heart.
Yelu Wenqing's words were very frivolous, even a little aggressive.
He had already guessed Chai Xiaoxiao's identity, and even said that he wanted to use her as a bet.
Any father would be filled with indignation when he saw his daughter being humiliated like this.
However, Emperor Shun's attitude seemed to be neither salty nor cold, and he even wanted to negotiate terms with Yelu Wenqing.
The expressions of the eldest princess and Chai Xiaoxiao said everything.
Emperor Shun's indifferent attitude had already broken their hearts.
But they couldn't resist.
Emperor Shun was the king of Dashun, and his word was absolutely unquestionable.
Chai Xiaoxiao's eyes became a little red, and crystal tears kept rolling in her eyes.
The little girl who was very angry with Yelu Wenqing just now became very decadent.
He stared at Yelu Wenqing as if he was about to burst into flames.
If looks could kill, Yelu Wenqing might have died a thousand times at this moment.
Obviously, Yelu Wenqing also saw Chai Xiaoxiao's expression.
With a proud smile on his face, he turned his head and saluted Emperor Shun, and then said humbly, "My dear Emperor Dashun, what bet do you want?"
"I want the Thirteen Cities of Monan." Emperor Shun's face instantly became extremely serious.
His tone was very solemn, with the majesty of a king, and exerted a coercive force on Yelu Wenqing.
Yelu Wenqing was shocked when he heard this, and his face suddenly turned pale.
He did not expect that Emperor Shun would actually state such conditions.
This was just a literary meeting, just a competition of poetry and poetry, but Emperor Shun got involved in state affairs.
Instantly, Yelu Wenqing felt like he had fallen into Emperor Shun's trap.
He glanced at the Dashun talents opposite.
Suddenly, I had the illusion that these people were probably much more powerful than the students at the Chinese Academy of Sciences yesterday.
The Thirteen Cities of Monan are the southern barrier of the Desert Country, and this is not something he can decide.
If the thirteen cities of Monan are handed over to Dashun, when the time comes for Mo State to send troops south, they will inevitably be blocked at all levels, and it will no longer be as easy as before.
But at this time, he was a bit stuck.
So, he looked at Yelu Wenqi in front of him for help.
At this moment, Yelu Wenqi's expression also became very solemn.
His brows were furrowed and his head was slightly lowered, as if he was deep in thought.
Naturally, he did not see Yelu Wenqing's eyes.
Seeing that Yinlu Wenqi turned a blind eye to him, Yelu Wenqing was very angry.
But unfortunately, he couldn't vent it out easily.
At this moment, he had to call out softly, "Brother Er Wang..."
Yelu Wenqi seemed to wake up from his thoughts. He raised his head slightly and met Yelu Wenqing's anxious eyes.
"His Majesty the Emperor Dashun, this matter is of great importance. Please give Xiao Wang some time and I will discuss it with my fifth brother."
Yelu Wenqi walked up to Yelu Wenqing and her tone became very low, "Fifth brother, how sure are you?"
Ye Yelu Wenqing frowned and did not answer immediately.
Instead, he glanced in the direction of the Dashun talents.
Yelu Wenqi's face became very ugly.
However, it seemed that he was still holding back and did not have an attack.
Yelu Wenqing knew that he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head slightly and fell into thinking.
He was thinking carefully whether this was a trap set by Emperor Shun from the beginning.
Whether it was yesterday's Chinese Academy of Sciences or today's banquet, I'm afraid it was all arranged by Emperor Shun.
Thinking of this, Yelu Wenqing began to feel scared.
If all this was set up by Emperor Shun, then he would have lost from the beginning.
At this moment, if he agrees to Emperor Shun's request, he will most likely become the eternal sinner of Mo Country.
After losing the thirteen cities of Monan, his father would definitely not be able to spare him when he returned.
But if he doesn't agree, he seems to be showing weakness.
This is something that is disgraceful to the country.
Yelu Wenqing suddenly fell into a dilemma.
"This is a serious matter, so fifth brother should be more careful." Yelu Wenqi's words rang out again.
"If you don't agree at this moment, it will be an insult to the prestige of our desert country." He looked at Yelu Wenqing, and then continued, "If the Five Emperors really have this confidence, what's the harm in agreeing to him?"
"If we don't agree, we will lose from the beginning." Yelu Wenqi's tone became very solemn, "But if the fifth brother wins, the effect will be completely different."
"Not only can the fifth brother win a beauty, but if he can beat Dashun in terms of writing style, it will have an impact on the morale of everyone in Dashun."
"When the time comes, if the two countries really start a dispute, our Mo country will definitely stand in a position of absolute victory." Yelu Wenqi was like an older brother, constantly analyzing Yelu Wenqing.
At this moment, there seems to be no barrier between the brothers competing for the throne. They are united in everything. What do you want to start from Dashun?
"The thirteen cities of Monan were originally defeated by me. If fifth brother has some chance of winning, why not take a gamble?"
"Even if we lose today, it's not up to us to decide whether we will give you the city or not." Yelu Wenqi patted Yelu Wenqing on the shoulder, and continued, "Even if we give it to you, it won't be difficult for us to get it back. If I can call you back once, I can definitely call you back a second time."
Seeing Yelu Wenqi's confident look, Yelu Wenqing was very surprised.
He didn't know why his brother, who had always been so distant from him, wanted to help him like this.
But there was no time for him to think too much about it at this time.
Yelu Wenqi's words rang out again, "I know nothing about reciting poems and composing poems. You are more capable than me, so think about it for yourself!"
Yelu Wenqi's words were very sincere, and it seemed that he could not tolerate Yelu Wenqing's rejection.
Yelu Wenqing's eyes once again swept across the faces of the Dashun talents.
Especially, he stayed on Duan Wenjun's face for a few more seconds.
He was thinking about how to choose.
He instinctively felt that Yelu Wenqi would not be so kind.
However, there is still nothing to do.
Yelu Wenqi was staring at Yelu Wenqing, as if waiting for his answer.
Yelu Wenqing forced himself to calm down. He looked at the Dashun talents opposite and finally nodded solemnly.
According to Yelu Wenqi, no matter whether he wins or not, he won't suffer much.
His eyes fell on Chai Xiaoxiao's face again.
Seeing the little girl's anger with a hint of despair, her despair with a hint of unwillingness, she suddenly felt extremely comfortable in her heart.
What he likes is this feeling.
Of course, he still has absolute confidence in the group of students behind him.
The Academy of Chinese Studies is where the best students from Dashun gather, and there are not many powerful people there who can compete with the students from Mo Kingdom.
Thinking of this, Yelu Wenqing felt calm.
He looked at Yelu Wenqi and nodded again, seeming to have made the final decision.
Seeing this, Yelu Wenqi turned around and saluted Emperor Shun, "Since His Majesty, Emperor Dashun, has such an elegant mood, we, the younger generation, should naturally accompany him."
A faint smile appeared on Yelu Wenqing's face. He looked at the Mo country students behind him and nodded slightly.
Yelu Wenqing still has some confidence in them.
At this moment, his provocative gaze looked towards Chai Xiaoxiao again.
In his eyes, this little girl seemed to have become his.
He seemed to have thought of the little girl begging for mercy under him.
He, Yelu Wenqing, is not a person who gets sexually attracted to women when he sees them.
Even after so many years of studying, he didn't even marry a princess.
Of course, others thought that the fifth prince was devoted to learning and had forgotten the things between men and women.
But only he knows that he has not met the woman he likes.
None of the women in the desert country could catch his eye.
No, he once met a woman he liked.
That is, outside Shangliang City, the General Pavilion, and the proprietress in Guiyuan.
From the first moment he saw him, he felt his heart beat.
But that woman was so mysterious that he kept trying to find out her details, but found nothing.
Even this time, he did not hesitate to offend Yelu Wenqi and blocked the guards who were about to go to the rescue.
He originally wanted Yelu Wenqi to die inside, so that he would not only have one less competitor for the throne, but also have a reason to control Guiyuan, and then he could successfully control the proprietress.
But he didn't expect that not only did Yelu Wenqi not die, but she seemed to be a different person after she came out, with a completely different temperament.
What was even more depressing was that he didn't even have the chance to step into Guiyuan and see the woman.
But at this time, when he saw Chai Xiaoxiao, he found the long-lost feeling again.
Chai Xiaoxiao's angry look and slightly smiling expression seemed somewhat similar to that of the landlady in Guiyuan.
And he felt that Chai Xiaoxiao's identity was much simpler than that of the landlady.
As long as Emperor Shun agreed, he would not be able to escape from his grasp.
Thinking of this, Yelu Wenqing's eyes fell on Chai Xiaoxiao again.
But his eyes couldn't help but froze, because he saw a scene that made him extremely angry.
At this moment, Duan Wenjun reached out and patted Chai Xiaoxiao's shoulder gently, smiling and saying something to her, as if he was very intimate.
In particular, Chai Xiaoxiao, who looked sad and desperate just now and was in an exposed state, actually calmed down at this moment.
She looked at Duan Wenjun in disbelief.
Because Chai Xiaoxiao is the focus of this bet, everyone's eyes are almost focused on her.
Duan Wenjun didn't know Chai Xiaoxiao's story, but almost all the dignitaries in Beijing knew it.
They all sympathized with Chai Xiaoxiao, but they were helpless.
After all, she is the princess of Dashun, this is an unchangeable fact.
In particular, Emperor Shun had previously wanted to make peace with the country of Mo...
However, everyone was stunned when they saw Duan Wenjun whispering to Chai Xiaoxiao and his hand still on Chai Xiaoxiao's shoulder.
You should know that although this world does not say that it is virtuous for a woman to have no talent, it does also emphasize that men and women should not be intimate with each other.
In particular, even if Chai Xiaoxiao is not welcomed by Shun Shun, she is still the princess of Dashun.
What Duan Wenjun did was really...
Everyone's eyes moved from Chai Xiaoxiao to Emperor Shun.
After all, Emperor Shun's face would be darkened by this kind of thing.
The whole hall was suddenly silent.
Everyone was very nervous, worried about how Emperor Shun would view this matter and how he would deal with it.
Some people are even convinced that Duan Wenjun will die.
Yelu Wenqing was very angry, but just when he was imagining Emperor Shun and Duan Wenjun getting mad, Duan Wenjun's voice rang out in the hall, "Don't worry! We will win, and we will never let you marry that indifferent person." The country’s wretched prince.”
"I can't guarantee if it's anything else, but in my opinion, reciting poems and writing poems is really easier than eating and dressing." Duan Wenjun didn't notice anything strange in the scene. He leaned over Chai Xiaoxiao's In front of him, he continued, "Don't talk about this kid Yelu Wenqing. In my eyes, all the people in the Mo country put together are just scum."
Chai Xiaoxiao didn't notice anything strange, but he obviously felt that Duan Wenjun was bragging, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Just when she was about to say something, Duan Wenjun added, "I just feel that reciting poems and writing poems with these people is a bit cheap."
"It's too much to bully others! It's really too much to bully others!" Yelu Wenqing suddenly became furious.
However, his heart was not as angry as he showed.
On the contrary, he was a little secretly happy.
Because just now he was worried that because the Dashun talents on the opposite side were better than those from the Chinese Academy yesterday, he was not necessarily sure of victory.
However, Duan Wenjun gave him a chance.
A chance to win with certainty.
He was still a little worried when he faced so many talented people.
But if he was just facing Duan Wenjun, he would have already made up his mind.
This is a country boy who can only talk big words, but also has some behind-the-scenes evidence, and has some poems in his heart.
But if the topic was not one he had memorized, he would definitely lose if he was asked to write a poem on the spot.
After cursing loudly, Yelu Wenqing pretended to grit his teeth and said to Emperor Shun, "Dear Emperor Dashun, this person is really bullying others. Xiao Wang wants to compete with him now, but the stakes remain the same."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Shun's brows suddenly furrowed.
He hesitated.
He just felt that among the many princes and talented people in the capital, there were about a dozen of them, so the competition in Mo Country would not be difficult.
Even if Duan Wenjun lives up to his reputation, he will not necessarily lose.
But at this time, Yelu Wenqing actually wanted to compete with Duan Wenjun, which made him very worried.
Seeing Emperor Shun's hesitation, a faint smile appeared on Yelu Wenqing's face.
He was more certain of his guess. You can't go wrong.
Otherwise, why would Emperor Shun hesitate and why be worried?
