"Cooperation?" Chen Luo looked at Yan Baichuan with confusion.
Yan Baichuan stroked his long beard and nodded: "That's right. Tomorrow the Emperor Lin will compete. I would like to ask Wan Anbo to represent me in the Wenchang Pavilion."
"No!" Song Tuizhi said suddenly, "It is inconvenient to expose the fact that my junior brother's star-absorbing technique can gain the righteousness of the Confucian sect."
Yan Baichuan looked at Song Tuizhi and said: "A war poem handed down from ancient times, or a defensive war poem evolved from the Zhengxin Poetry. The poetry of Confucianism's Tongtian Road was shocked. Do you think those who set foot on the Long Bridge of Seeking Rope Doesn’t Wenzong or even the Semi-Saint feel anything at all? Back off, we can’t hide this matter.”
"Since I can't hide it, let's just make it public. Let everyone see that Chen Luo is just absorbing the righteousness through means. The disadvantages and restrictions are there, but it can make everyone feel at ease."
"Otherwise, if everyone makes random assumptions, we will be in big trouble."
Song Tuizhi was silent and nodded after a moment. He admitted that what Yan Baichuan said made sense.
However, when he was next to Chen Luo just now, he didn't feel Shi Dao's vibration. This Yan Baichuan was in Wenchang Pavilion, and he was able to rush over as soon as possible.
What kind of cultivation level does this old boy have? Have you set foot on the long rope-seeking bridge?
"That... Wen Xiang." Seeing that the fourth senior brother had acquiesced in this matter, Chen Luo asked, "What is Linhuang Lei?"
"The Linhuang League is also called the Wenwu Pingyi League. It was the rule set by the previous dynasty that His Majesty Linhuang imitated in order to resolve matters regarding the demon clan." Ye Dafu, who has been acting like a good baby since Wen Xiang appeared. He quickly explained.
"Back then, Emperor Lin came to the world, and the demon clan surrendered. But after all, races had different interests, and there would still be disputes. Some disputes were just like a mess. It was hard to judge what the public said was right, and the mother-in-law said it was right. So Emperor Lin set up a peaceful system. Discuss and challenge, which means to calm the discussion."
"The arena is divided into two parts, one is the literary competition, and the other is the martial arts competition. The literary competition can be compared with debating classics, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and even the world's scenery; the martial arts competition is for actual combat, and can be played by single players, Two people, multiple people; restrictions can be added to this.”
"According to the rules of the Linhuang Tournament, if one side of the human race and the demon race proposes to open the Linhuang Tournament, the other side will set the conditions for the competition. One challenge will determine the issue."
"Wen Xiang, is what the student said complete?" After Ye Dafu finished speaking, he quickly expressed his gratitude to Yan Baichuan.
Yan Baichuan nodded slightly, looked at Chen Luo, and continued: "Zhou Zhengxiang wanted to use the luck wood dispute in the Crystal Demon Realm to implicate the fate of the human race and the fate of the demon tribe, so he wanted to allocate quotas to the demon tribe. But he ignored the barbarian tribe's fate. The primary target of attack is our human race, and the forty demon race may have variables in the later stages."
"I believe that twenty places are enough for the demon clan, and the maximum cannot exceed 10%, which is thirty."
"Therefore, the prime minister refused to give up the spot in Wenchang Pavilion, and was unable to compete with the political prime minister, so the Linhuang Challenge came about."
"The imperial court has made an agreement with the Monster Clan envoy to hold another civil and military competition, with ten places available for each competition."
After listening to this, Chen Luo finally had a certain understanding of the Linhuang League, and continued to ask: "Do you mean that Wen Xiang wants me to go to the Linhuang League?"
Yan Baichuan smiled and said: "Of course. Who can you beat in a martial arts competition?"
Chen Luo: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻
Who am I looking down on? I now have thirty-two orifices. Do you want to try the Dugu Nine Swords that can release sword energy?
Yan Baichuan paused for a moment and said: "The person who asked the questions for this article from the Monster Clan is Bai Qingqing, the young master of the Qingqiu lineage of the Fox Clan. This Bai Qingqing is one of Princess Danluo who married the Monster Clan back then. Female. Back off, do you still have an impression on Princess Danluo?"
Song Tuizhi sighed: "She is the most beautiful and talented in the world. Of course I remember her. I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, his daughter would go on a mission on behalf of the Monster Clan."
After saying that, he looked at Chen Luo again: "Back then, Princess Danluo pursued our senior brother, but unfortunately the goddess wanted to help Wang Wumeng, and in the end the relationship ended without any problem. By the way, it's good that you know this, don't do it Mention it in front of Second Senior Sister. Even if you do, don’t say that I told you.”
Chen Luo's heart was filled with gossip: There is a story in this!
"Ahem!" Yan Baichuan coughed dryly and brought the topic back, "According to the news, this Bai Qingqing has the blood of the nine-tailed fox, and has awakened the talent of reading through, and is a demon and a scholar. The essay question given this time It’s poetry.”
"It's said to be composing poetry, but actually it can be anything from poetry to song. It's the simplest way to do literary battles! But just because it's simple, there must be many restrictions. Therefore, composing poems and literary battles has always been the most difficult!"
"How many poems passed down through the ages were forced out of the literary competition."
When Yan Baichuan said this, he seemed to have touched something on his mind, and sighed: "Thinking about the previous dynasty, poetry flourished. That poet Li Qinglian got drunk and got into a fight, forcing the great ape demon to take off his boots and write "Yun Xiang Clothes" Hua Xiangrong's famous piece."
"Xin Jiaxuan also wrote, 'The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain'. For a time, thousands of trees bloomed, and the dark night in Beijing became like day..."
"I, Yan Baichuan, was born at the wrong time and have never seen such beautiful scenery. In this dynasty, poetry has withered. In the past hundred years, only two people have entered the Confucian world with poetry. This is the fault of my Wenchang Pavilion..."
"Bai Qingqing is only in his prime this year. According to the rules, the person we are dealing with cannot be older than this. I have been searching the Tianxia Academy for the past two days, looking for someone to challenge me. I didn't expect you to give me such a big gift. surprise."
"The poems handed down from ancient times need to be nourished by awe-inspiring righteousness in order to be able to attract the power of heaven."
"Since you have a way to borrow energy, you can take our place in the battle at Wenchang Pavilion. I can trust your literary talent!"
Chen Luo frowned slightly: Does this mean you want to prostitute me for nothing?
At this time, Ye Dafu rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Wen Xiang, if my eldest brother wins, the reward from Wenchang Pavilion must be quite a lot, right? Why don't you tell me. You know my , I just like hearing these things!”
Prime Minister Wen glared at Ye Dafu and said: "This is to serve the country, naturally..."
Song Tuizhi suddenly snorted from the side.
"Junior brother, I just remembered what happened to Princess Danluo, please don't talk about it in front of Second Senior Sister!"
In particular, the words "Second Senior Sister" were emphasized.
Yan Baichuan's brows twitched and he said, "Of course there are rewards. If you win the next championship, you can get one of the ten places."
Song Tuizhi stood up and said, "Junior brother, there is nothing important these days. Do you want to accompany me back to Lingzhou?"
"Three! Three places!"
"By the way, she received the silkworm brocade you sent to Second Senior Sister. She liked it very much and wanted to come to the capital to see you."
"Five! No more!"
Song Tuizhi then sat down leisurely and closed his eyes to rest. Ye Dafu's eyes were straight.
This is what scholars call bargaining!
Look around and hit the nail on the head!
What's the use of my title as Prince Jing's son? He might as well become a disciple!
Chen Luo felt relieved when he saw that Song Tuizhi had negotiated terms for him.
After all, there are luck trees in this crystal demon world!
It would also be a good thing to have more people helping you grab the luck wood.
But I’m so curious about this second senior sister...
…
"Young Master, the things are here." The rabbit demon walked into Bai Qingqing's boudoir, followed by four rabbit demons of the same height. Each of them held a long wooden box in their hands. The rabbit holding the wooden box The demon opened the lid of the box and revealed the contents inside.
It turned out to be four rolls of tree bark, made into the shape of a scroll.
"Young Master, relying on these four volumes of Spring and Autumn Holy Pages you found, unless the human race produces another Li Qinglian or Su Poxian, we will definitely win."
Bai Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled. She suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you sure that Wan Anbo doesn't have the talent for reading through?"
The rabbit demon looked determined: "Based on all the feedback, I am sure!"
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