Jiang Waner's bright and elegant face once again showed a hint of approval.
"You're smart, thank you for being able to think of Hong Tianlei."
Zhao Hao said: "Your Majesty, can't we refuse?"
Jiang Waner said softly: "The wonderful thing about this is that I can't refuse."
Zhao Hao was immediately puzzled: "Why is this?"
Jiang Waner: "First of all, they proposed to solve the problem through civil struggle. This is a kind of sincerity. We cannot do without this sincerity."
"Secondly, although they are afraid of a big fight with me, they will be even more afraid of Hong Tianlei."
"If we were given enough time to recuperate, what do you think it would be like?"
Zhao Hao understood: "So they are afraid, and may even take risks, and fighting is the best way they can think of!"
Jiang Waner nodded: "This is also the way we need to do our best."
Zhao Hao completely understood.
Wen Dou.
For Wu and Shu, there is no need to go to war with Daqian, and the situation will not be irreversible.
For Daqian, there is no need to start a war in exchange for time to recuperate.
So Jiang Waner said that this matter may seem like child's play, but the beauty is that no one can refuse it.
"Then your Majesty's intention of calling me here is to let me participate in this literary fight?"
From the bottom of his heart, he really didn't want to participate.
Because this is not the mindless online novel plot of the previous life.
Just come up and compose a random poem and pretend to amaze the whole audience.
He remembered that at that time he saw a historical time-travel novel called "The Queen Spare Her Life, Waiting for a Disciplined Minister to Undress and Offer Treasures", which was pretty good.
Although it has flaws, it is generally quite logical.
The most important thing is that the author named Yin Shelangjun is very handsome.
Well, that's a long way off.
Wen Dou is just two words, but actually contains a lot of content.
Douhua.
Fighting grass.
Fighting crickets and grasshoppers.
It’s all considered a literary fight.
Moreover, even when fighting for poetry, most of the time it is not the kind of writing poems and lyrics on the spot.
means.
Way.
There are so many.
So he really didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.
Jiang Waner said softly: "That's what I mean, but I don't want you to participate directly, but as an insurance."
Hearing what she said, Zhao Hao finally felt relieved.
"Your Majesty also knows that I don't like the knowledge in books, so if it's a normal literary fight, I'm afraid I really won't be able to help."
"However, I do have some inspiration for poetry. If it is really needed for literary work, I will definitely do my part."
This literary battle is about big things.
and,
Jiang Waner only asked him to be a substitute player, not a main player, so she couldn't refuse.
Hearing what he said, Jiang Waner nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, Zhao Hao, you little guy really didn't disappoint me."
"I am worthy of your words of looking at the world with a blank eye and serving the country with a loyal heart."
Zhao Hao hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is ridiculous. Zhao Hao has nothing to offer and only has a little poetry. If he can use this to repay the great cadres and repay Your Majesty, he should do his best."
Jiang Waner narrowed her beautiful eyes and nodded slightly.
"Okay, since you agreed to this matter, you can't be Bai Shen."
"Let's do this. I will give you the position of Director of the Imperial College."
"You lead first."
"When this literary fight is over, I will make arrangements as appropriate."
When Zhao Hao heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, I can't be an official!"
Isn't this a bit of a joke?
Around and around.
Got myself involved.
Before in Shanglinyuan, he had made it clear that he had no intention of becoming an official.
then,
His Majesty didn't say anything.
He just said something softly, he was so lazy at such a young age.
There is no intention of forcing it.
Why have you changed your mind now?
Isn’t this a trick to Brother Ritian!
Jiang Waner glanced sideways.
"When receiving the envoys from the two countries, all those present were important officials from the DPRK and China."
"You are naked, how can you participate?"
"I know your intentions, I just want you to have your name in the Imperial College."
"It's just convenient."
Zhao Hao wanted to negotiate the price, but when he saw Jiang Waner's eyes, he swallowed his words.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Waner said softly: "Tomorrow afternoon, the two countries' envoys will arrive at the Imperial Capital, and the literary fight will be arranged in the evening."
"You go to the Imperial Academy to find Shang Henshui early tomorrow morning."
"He will arrange it for you."
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask him."
Zhao Hao had no choice but to nod and accept the order.
On the way back, I still felt like I had been cheated.
But he had no evidence.
The next morning.
Imperial College.
Seeing him coming, all the students and Siye cast curious glances.
General Qingtian's reputation is still very loud.
If you don't molest a princess in the street, who has not been a bastard for three lifetimes, who can do such a treasonous thing?
Of course, it is also because he recently opened the first floor and produced a dry wine named after the country.
Made his reputation even more famous.
Almost everyone knows him.
"Mr. Zhao, what brought you to our Imperial College?"
Zhao Hao was walking forward with his head down, when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
When he turned around, he saw that it was Wen Siye whom he had met once before at the Golden Autumn Cultural Festival.
"It turns out it's Wen Siye. I'm here to offer wine to Shang. Can you ask Wen Siye to help lead the way?"
"This is natural. Mr. Zhao, please come with me!"
Wen Siye was very enthusiastic. He quickly caught up and led Zhao Hao inside.
"Mr. Zhao, at the last Jinqiu Wenhui, you were the best in the field."
"Siye Wen is so complimentary. My little writing is really nothing."
"Haha, Mr. Zhao is too modest. I have been to the first floor several times recently, but I have never seen Mr. Zhao. I didn't expect you to come to our Imperial College today."
Shang Henshui snatched a copy of Zhao Hao's two autographed poems at the literary conference. After he came back, they looked at them carefully and they all admired them very much.
Both the poem and the words are breathtaking.
While talking, Wen Siye led Zhao Hao to Shang Henshui's check-in room.
Shang Henshui was also very happy to see Zhao Hao's arrival.
"Yes, yes, you are here quite early. Your Majesty has already sent someone to inform me that you are also participating in this fight between Wu and Shu."
Zhao Hao quickly said: "Mr. Shang, this is my first time to participate in this kind of scene. I still need your advice on everything."
Shang Henshui smiled and said: "There is nothing to mention. Although my cultural background is weaker than that of those two countries, we still have an advantage since we occupy the home court after all."
Zhao Hao nodded and couldn't help but ask: "Did Mr. Shang personally participate in the literary fight?"
Shang Henshui said: "There are three people in total, I count one, Wen Siye counts one, and the other one is a student of the Imperial College, named Duan Yu."
Zhao Hao was surprised: "Let a student participate?"
Shang Henshui smiled and said: "This Duan Yu is not an ordinary person. Although he is still a student in the Imperial College, he is very knowledgeable. He has already decided to stay in the Imperial College as a teacher after graduating next year."
Zhao Hao nodded, that's it.
Not long after, he saw the Duan Yu that Shang Henshui mentioned.
She is twenty-six or seventeen years old and very beautiful.
It can be called a dignified appearance.
A handsome guy.
He was obviously very excited to participate in such an important cultural conference.
but……
