boom!
Qin Yun also fell down, breathing heavily.
It was actually just a fluke that he could win. Without him, this body would have been drained by alcohol and sex, and no matter how strong his skills were, he would never be able to cross the threshold of his body.
But Daxia's side made the sound of roaring mountains and tsunami.
"We won! The Ninth Prince actually defeated the Half-Step Grandmaster!"
"This is impossible. It must have been that the previous princes fought hard with Qi Bingxian, causing him to be secretly injured. Otherwise, how could the Ninth Prince win over the Half-Step Grandmaster with his monkey tricks?"
"In any case, we won after all. The Ninth Prince saved my last face, Daxia. He has made great achievements in both civil and military affairs. He should be remembered for his great achievements."
However, the Northern Qi side looked a little dissatisfied.
"Wagon battle, what kind of skill is that? Do you have the ability to wait for the third prince to recover and then compete again?"
"It's just that Daxia won without force, and I, Northern Qi, won't accept it!"
"I'm not convinced..."
A minister from Daxia stood up and said, "Why don't you accept it? If you win, you win, if you lose, you lose. It's just that you, the third prince of Northern Qi, think too highly of yourself and underestimate the enemy. We didn't force him to fight in turn. Why, Northern Qi is trying to default on its debt." ?”
At this time, a heroic woman in red armor slowly walked out of the Northern Qi envoy.
"That's... the eldest princess of Northern Qi, Qi Hongye! She's actually here too. What is she going to do? Does she want to challenge me, Princess Daxia?"
Qi Hongye has sharp eyebrows, a tall figure, wearing red armor, her hair is tied up high, and her eyes are bright.
"Emperor Daxia, I, Northern Qi, have indeed lost! However, I wonder if Emperor Daxia dares to gamble again?"
Qin Ying chuckled and said: "Qi Hongye, do you want to play in person? I don't have a princess in Daxia who can fight better than you."
Qi Hongye smiled and shook his head: "No, I, Bei Qi, am willing to use the Hexi Corridor to fight Daxia again. If we win, how about everything that happened before will also belong to Bei Qi?"
A courtier stood up and said: "You are so ambitious. The Hexi Corridor is my hometown of Daxia. You have forced yourself to occupy half of it, and now you have the nerve to use it as a bet?"
"Your Majesty, this Northern Qi barbarian is extremely ambitious and must not bet against him."
Qin Ying raised his eyes slightly: "Beiqi has come all the way, how can I not let them enjoy themselves as the host of Daxia. Forget it, let's have another competition, but how do you want to bet?"
Qi Hongye said: "This time, we are going to do something different. After seven days, Daxia and Northern Qi will each send out fifty people under the age of thirty, with nameplates, to choose a place to fight for three days. After three days, it will be a competition to see which side collects the goods. The one with more nameplates wins.”
"Fighting! It's interesting, it's really interesting. I just don't know if Qi Hongye can go?" Qin Ying said with a smile.
Qi Hongye: "How can I, the son of Northern Qi, be afraid of death? If you win, how about Northern Qi withdrawing from the Hexi Corridor after this incident and promising not to cross the border and go south within thirty years?"
Qin Ying: "Okay! It's settled."
Qi Hongye looked at Qin Yun with a smile.
"I hope that when the time comes, His Highness the Ninth Prince of your country will never come, otherwise I will beat him to death, just like he beat to death the Poet of our country!"
After saying that, he bowed his hands and led the large Qi delegation to leave gracefully.
When Qin Ying saw this, his eyes were cold.
"Hmph, Northern Qi barbarians are so rude!"
"My dear friends, you have heard this. There will be another battle in seven days. What should you do?"
The ministers replied: "Fight, fight, fight!"
"Very good, Daxia will be strong and prosperous with you."
Then, his eyes fell on Qin Yun.
"Qin Yun."
Qin Yun took a step forward: "My son and I are here."
"I said that whoever wins the battle will be rewarded generously. Whatever you want, just say it."
Qin Yun's eyes swept over and finally landed on Shen Yue, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
"Father, my son has admired Miss Shen Yue for a long time, and I also asked my father to grant her marriage to my son."
As soon as this statement came out, there was an instant uproar in the venue.
When all the princes heard this, they were all filled with hatred.
Who is Shen Yue? She was the most talented woman in the dynasty and one of the four beauties in the capital. They pursued her so hard and tried to please her but they never met her. He, Qin Yun, was a good-for-nothing prince who didn't even have a palace. How could he be so virtuous? How dare you ask your father to grant you a marriage?
Crazy, he must be crazy.
Qin Ying raised his eyes slightly, these nine men really surprised him today.
However, Shen Yuenai is the daughter of Shen Wansan, the Minister of Household Affairs, and is one of his unofficial candidates for the future crown princess. Now that the crown prince has not chosen, it is not good to easily agree to go!
But as the son of Da Xia, how can you accept the words you have spoken?
Fortunately, Shen Wansan seemed to be more anxious.
"Your Majesty, my daughter is still young and is not in a hurry to get married."
Then he bowed his hand to Qin Yun again: "His Ninth Highness's kindness, I declined on behalf of my little girl. Please don't blame me!"
Shen Wansan's words were neither humble nor arrogant, but to the ears of the ministers, there was something in them. It was clear that he disliked Concubine Qin Yunmu for being a palace maid and having no political resources.
Qin Ying said slowly: "Forget it, Shen Aiqing, let your children make the decision regarding your children! Shen Yue, what do you say?"
Shen Yue stood up and glanced at Qin Yun coldly.
"Your Majesty, my little girl would rather die than marry this loser!"
Shen Wansan immediately yelled angrily: "Asshole! Your Majesty, who are you calling a waste to your face? Why don't you apologize to His Highness Ninth Prince!"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, please don't blame me for your ignorance. I am willing to be punished for my daughter."
When the ministers and princes saw this, they laughed repeatedly. This ninth prince is really ignorant!
However, what Qin Yun said next made everyone feel embarrassed on the spot.
"Miss Shen Yue, after all, I am also a nobleman of Tianhuang and the son of the emperor. How come I have become a waste in your mouth! If I am a waste, then what am I a civil servant of the Hanlin who cannot even stand up to a small couple?"
"If I am useless, then who do you royal brothers matter?"
"Wen, I can defeat that bullshit Poet Immortal; Wu, I can decide the world in one battle, save the country, save the people, and save you!"
"If I am a waste, who are the civil and military princes of the Manchu Dynasty?"
…
"this……"
Shen Wansan choked for words. He could offend a ninth prince, but he did not dare to offend the civil and military officials of the court, let alone the prince of Great Xia in front of him.
Qin Ying opened his eyes, and his long eyes almost seemed to see through him, the ninth son, but in the end he spoke slowly.
"Yes, Jiuzi is indeed not a waste!"
"Qin Yun, obey the order."
"My son is here!"
"I will confer you the title of Prince Liang, and you will enter Prince Liang's Mansion immediately."
Qin Yun thanked him without being humble or arrogant: "Thank you, Your Majesty, long live my father!"
In an instant, the entire hall could hear a needle drop.
The sky has changed!
Nowadays, Da Xiazi has passed the age of knowing his destiny, but he has yet to establish a prince.
Among the disciples, there are very few people who can be crowned kings, and those who have been crowned kings will not surrender. Except for those who are the most powerful to seize the throne, now there is one more.
Qin Yun, many ministers have never even heard of this person before.
But after today, he will step onto the stage of Daxia politics.
Without him, God favors you!
But he has also been on the list of those who are jealous of careerists, either the eldest prince, the second prince, or the fifth prince...
Anyone who wants to be emperor hates Qin Yun at this moment.
But it's much more than that.
The Emperor of Daxia then said: "I will give you gold silk tracks, brocade clothes, and a good jade horse, and I will also give you the responsibility of the young minister of Dali Temple."
Qin Yun paused, but he accepted it.
"Thank you, Father!"
At this time, some mature ministers saw the meaning.
Prince Liang's Mansion, Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
Alone, these two are priceless, but when mixed together, they can't help but remind people of things that happened more than 20 years ago.
At that time, the late emperor was still alive, and the prince lived in Xiliang Mansion and was in charge of the young minister of Dali Temple.
But the prince was eventually driven out by the emperor, and died in depression at Prince Liang's Mansion.
At this moment, he actually gave the palace to these nine sons. What did he mean?
For a moment, everyone's hearts surged. God's will is indeed unpredictable!
Qin Yun naturally didn't think much about it. After all, he was not born yet during the previous dynasty.
At this time, he turned to Shen Yue and cupped his hands and said, "Miss Shen, I ask you to marry me."
Shen Yue was furious, why did he have to pester her.
No, he did it on purpose. He wanted to use this to resolve yesterday's crisis. How could this girl let him have his way?
Shen Yue pondered: "Since you like me so much, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
