Time passed minute by second, and just as Showa Incheon was completing the second half of his painting, Su Qian, who had been motionless, finally opened his eyes.
He studied ink, picked up his pen, and started his creation in one go. Everyone watching this scene showed a relaxed expression.
Perhaps the only regret is that due to the distance, they couldn't see clearly what kind of article Su Qi'anti was writing.
We could only wait for the two parties to put pen to paper before Wenxuan made the announcement. Wenxuan, who was sitting opposite the two of them, glanced at their desks, his eyes obviously changed, and he was a little surprised.
Both sides were in a state of selflessness when they picked up their brushes to paint. No matter what noise they made around them, they would not be disturbed at all. Under the rhythmic waving of the two people.
Everyone's waiting time was not long. In about a quarter of an hour, Showa Incheon quickly completed his painting.
Put the brush aside, close your eyes slightly, take a deep breath, then open your eyes and return to normal.
The moment he stopped writing, Showa Incheon turned around, wanting to see the progress of Su Qian next to him, and at the same time, he was curious about his article.
But this time he looked at it, but he was destined to be a little disappointed. At some point, there was an extra partition between the two of them.
Except for Wen Xuan, who could see it at a glance, the two fighting men could not see each other's paintings.
Showa Incheon looked regretful, shook his head, then sat down, arranged the paintings, closed his eyes slightly, and rested.
According to Showa Incheon's estimation, if Su Qian wanted to win in the third game, he would have to come up with an article that he was good at. However, it would take at least half an hour from the writing of the article to the end.
His painting only took about two-quarters of an hour, and the rest of the time was spent waiting for Su Qi'an.
He is not in a hurry to wait for Showa and Incheon. He is confident in his paintings. Even if Su Qian is a famous talent in Daliang, he is confident to fight.
Just when Showa Incheon closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting quietly, for about a moment, the voice of a soldier sounded in his ears.
"The painting by Marquis Dongshan is completed, Master, please accept it."
Showa Incheon opened his slightly closed eyes immediately and turned his head. The partition only served to block the long table. As for Su Qian's figure, he could still see it.
At this time, Su Qian stood up and handed over the drawing paper in his hand.
Showa Incheon's eyes flashed, a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. At most, he was curious. Su Qian completed the article in less than two quarters of an hour.
How amazing can the articles produced in such a short time be? This is what is curious about Showa Incheon.
Su Qi'an's handover, the partition between the two of them, was quickly evacuated. Before Su Qi'an, Showa Incheon had already handed over his paintings.
This time, it was the two of them who waited quietly. As the two handed in their papers, four senior scholars from the Hanlin Academy stood up behind Wenxuan.
The five people circulated the paintings of the two to each other, nodding occasionally and communicating with each other.
Of course, there was only so much that could be seen. It was impossible to see other emotional changes on the faces of the five people.
The faces of the five people were surprisingly consistent, and they were all in a state of indifference. Looking at the paintings in front of them, the five people had no emotional changes.
Those who didn't know, thought that what the two of them did was unfortunate.
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This exchange did not last quickly. After a while of whispering, the five people reached a consensus and gave their own scores.
Then, together with the scores, the two paintings were put together. There was already a waiter waiting beside him.
He sealed the painting in a box, turned around and left, then handed it over to Su Xuanyong and Su Fengling in the imperial city.
After the judgment of these two people, the winner of the third "calligraphy" game can be determined.
Only this time, the chamberlain had just taken a few steps when suddenly, dull footsteps sounded outside the venue.
Everyone looked together, and in the distance, the Imperial Army, numbering about a thousand people, came in force.
The sound of armors rubbing against each other, accompanied by the dull sound of footsteps, seemed to have an inexplicable aura and majesty.
No need to look at everything, when a large number of forbidden troops were fully armed and came towards the venue, most of the people realized who the new batch of forbidden troops represented.
Sure enough, as the Forbidden Army appeared one after another, a yellow dragon flag was prominently placed in a huge sedan chair.
This sedan chair was very large. It appeared on the street and occupied about half of it. The people carrying the bed underneath were all Imperial Army soldiers, at least twenty or thirty people.
The sedan chair was yellow in color and was blocked by curtains. It was difficult to see clearly inside. Only two figures could be vaguely seen shaking.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience, not just the common people, but also all the ministers in the private room, including Su Zhe and Su Tai, stood up and performed different salutes according to their respective status.
"The common people pay homage to His Majesty, His Highness the Ninth Prince."
"I pay my respects to Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess."
"My son, please see your father."
All of a sudden, various sounds of worshiping one after another resounded throughout the place.
Even Su Qian and Showa Incheon, who were competing, stood up and saluted.
Su Xuanyong's reappearance was a bit unexpected, but after thinking about it, it was still acceptable.
Su Xuanyong appeared at the very beginning of the ring competition, but later the hosting was left to Su Zhe and Su Tai.
Without the subsequent literary fight and martial arts competition, Su Xuanyong would not be allowed to come here again.
As we all know, Su Xuanyong was alarmed by what happened in the ring competition. Although it was an edict, most people could guess that if there were no accidents, this last game would be about the marriage of the Princess of Great Liang, and most likely the Emperor of Great Liang. To show up.
But the appearance of the Ninth Princess together was beyond everyone's expectation.
Regardless of the martial arts competition in the ring or the literary fight behind it, the final purpose of all competitions is to focus on her marriage.
There was no need for her to show up and she could sit back and wait for the final result.
If you show up, it is likely to cause some commotion. It is not difficult to deal with these commotions, but it will be a little troublesome.
Therefore, from the beginning, Su Zhe and Su Tai reached a consensus with Su Xuanyong that it was best to persuade her, the ninth sister, not to show up.
On the one hand, she is afraid of causing unnecessary commotion. On the other hand, as a royal princess, especially now, she still has to maintain a sense of mystery and the majesty of a royal princess.
It was almost agreed at the beginning, but they didn't expect that their ninth sister would still show up with their father.
At this time, the two men's eyes flickered, wondering what their father was planning.
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Surprised, but people have already appeared. No matter what they say, they can't change the facts. The best way is to wait and see.
Seeing the crowd of people kneeling down and saluting, Su Xuanyong in the sedan chair said softly.
"No courtesy, just stay on your own."
With these words, everyone stood up one after another.
Immediately afterwards, Su Xuanyong said again, "Don't be surprised that I'm here in person this time. After all, it's a rare literary fight between gentlemen and six arts. Even I want to see it with my own eyes."
"What's more, the outcome of this matter is related to the marriage of Da Liang, and I still take it very seriously. Of course, you don't need to be nervous. Put the widow and the princess aside for the time being. Follow the rules and do whatever you want."
Su Xuanyong said it very easily, but the people present had a little sweat on their foreheads.
Su Xuanyong's identity, the Emperor of Great Liang, was a supreme being that ordinary people like them would never see at such a distance in several lifetimes.
Whatever Su Xuanyong said, all they could do was listen carefully, but there was one thing: they must not take it seriously.
If they were serious and acted as unscrupulously as before, it was guaranteed that they would be able to disappear from Kyoto City that night, and they would be able to do so quietly.
When Su Xuanyong appeared, Su Zhe and Su Tai quickly left the private room and ran all the way to the sedan chair.
Listening carefully to Su Xuanyong's teachings, the two sides are communicating.
This exchange did not last long. The two of them nodded as if they had taken reassurance, walked to the chamberlain, and personally handed the sealed box to Su Xuanyong.
The two stood side by side, waiting silently.
After about a stick of incense, the box was handed out from the sedan bed.
The two princes took it with a tacit understanding. Looking at the appearance of the box, the note on the top seal was opened. It was obviously scored by the two.
The box was carefully handed to Wenxuan's hands. Wenxuan nodded, took the box, and opened it with the four great scholars behind him.
In addition to paintings by Su Qi'an and Showa Incheon, there is also a letter inside.
Under the gaze of the five people, the envelope was opened, and after a brief glance, the results were finally read out by the press.
"Dongshan Hou's painting was rated eight, nine, eight, nine, nine by five great scholars, with a total score of forty-three points."
"The painting of the Prince of Incheon was rated nine, nine, eight, eight, and ten by the five great scholars, with a total score of forty-four points."
The announcement of this result stunned all the people in the audience. If it were not for the fact that Su Xuanyong was present, they would definitely have strong discussions.
With only a one-point difference, Su Qi'an lost the third game, which made the people present unwilling to accept it.
When the results were announced, Showa Incheon's face was filled with pride, and everyone was secretly happy.
Now it seems that his worries were overblown. The ratings of the five great scholars in Da Liang were still very fair, and they did not deliberately let Su Qi'an off because he was his student.
They were unwilling to give up, but there were still many people who woke up from the unwillingness. They almost forgot that in the third game, except for the five great scholars, they scored.
Your Majesty who is present, the Ninth Princess’s score is also very important.
The matter has not reached the last moment, and it is still unclear who will win.
Not only did everyone realize this idea, but even the proud Showa Incheon also thought of it.
But he was not panicked. The affirmation of the five great scholars from Daliang had already proved that his paintings were superior.
Even if the Great Liang Emperor and Ninth Princess want to suppress them a little, they can't go so far.
Thirty thousand people can see the price behind letting Su Qian win, unless Su Xuanyong is desperate and determined to break up with Fusang.
To put Daliang into a situation where the north and the south are being attacked and fighting on two fronts, do you want to admit defeat and exchange for peace, or do you want to break your face and let the people of Daliang fall into war?
Which one is more important? As the emperor of Great Liang, Su Xuanyong can handle it better than anyone else. This is where Showa Incheon's confidence lies.
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