In the end, Wang Fengbei could no longer match Qin Chuan's first line.
"In the first round, I will admit defeat. Next, it will be my turn to play the top line. Listen clearly."
Wang Fengbei no longer dared to underestimate Qinchuan's young father-in-law's identity, so he tried his best.
"When a country is about to perish, there will always be demons."
This couplet... Zhao Wushuang's face turned ugly when he heard it.
It is indeed the first couplet from the deadly Wen Wang Wang Fengbei, which is cruel, poisonous and shocking.
But who should I blame? Isn't she the one being scolded?
He turned to look at Qin Chuan's handsome profile expectantly with gentle eyes.
It doesn't matter if you scold me, Xiaochuanzi will definitely be able to save me.
"Simple, if you don't die when you are old, you are a thief."
Qin Chuan's high-pitched voice broke the silence.
Wang Fengbei frowned, his face looking ugly.
Qin Chuan's second line was obviously scolding him for being old and immortal.
"It seems that I overestimated you, so I came up with such a difficult thing. Ridiculous. Ridiculous!"
Wang Fengbei gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, "We haven't lost yet! Come on, come on."
He is the most powerful King Wen in the world, how could he lose to a little father-in-law?
Be alert and alert.
"Listen up, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven."
Um?
Everyone was confused and didn't understand what it meant, including Zhao Wushuang.
However, Wang Fengbei understood and his face turned the color of pig liver.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, aren’t they just a few numbers? Zhao Wushuang couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it, but looking at the aggrieved look on Wang Fengbei's face, he knew there must be a deep meaning.
Unexpectedly, a simple number gave Qin Chuan an eternal feeling.
Wang Fengbei glared at Qin Chuan angrily and gritted his teeth.
"How dare you insult me?"
Zhao Wushuang couldn't help laughing. She guessed correctly. It was indeed a curse word, but she didn't understand. How could one, two, three, four, five, six and seven become a curse word?
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, broken in eight places, broken eight, finished eight, finished eight, bastard! Old bastard."
As soon as Qin Chuan explained, everyone suddenly understood and burst into laughter, making Wang Fengbei's face look even more ugly.
Even Ashitu's face was dull and he felt endless shame.
"It's rude to come back without reciprocating. Mr. Wang, continue to scold me and scold me back."
Wang Fengbei was sweating profusely and breathing rapidly. He racked his brains to think about how to write the second line. He wanted to scold Qin Chuan, but he couldn't think of it after thinking for a long time. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and his body was shaking.
Impossible, absolutely impossible. How could he be willing to admit that he had completely lost to the little father-in-law?
The more he thought about it, the more crazy he became, staring at Qin Chuan with scarlet eyes.
"No way. No way. Absolutely impossible!"
After screaming, he fell to the ground, Qiqiao bleeding.
The expression of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs changed drastically.
"What's going on?" Zhao Wushuang asked.
"No, Your Majesty, he's dead. Wang Fengbei was so angry that he was bleeding from all his orifices."
The joy on Zhao Wushuang's face flashed away, and the heart hanging in his throat finally returned to its original position, and his delicate body leaned back slightly on the dragon chair.
Ashitu's face looked quite ugly.
Unexpectedly, King Wen and Wang Fengbei were angered to death by the little eunuch.
Some ministers with ulterior motives rushed to impeach Qin Chuan.
"Your Majesty, the envoy came from afar, but died in the court. For the sake of friendship between the two countries, we have to catch the murderer and give Mobei an explanation."
Qin Chuan quickly clarified, "This has nothing to do with me. Don't slander people randomly."
"How come it has nothing to do with you? I'm obviously mad at you. You are the murderer!"
"Yes, I hope your Majesty will send Qin Chuan to the prison as soon as possible."
Qin Chuan was so upset that he yelled, "You are so paralyzed that you dare to accuse me unjustly?"
Zhao Wushuang thought that the civil and military words were farts and looked at Asitu.
"I feel deeply sorry for Wang Fengbei's death. How should we decide the outcome?"
"It's hard to decide who wins and who loses?" Qin Chuan snorted, "Wang Fengbei is dead. Who among your envoys is still capable of resisting my first couplet? Come on! I'll pick dozens of you by myself. Why not?"
No one in the Mobei mission said anything.
Zhao Wushuang continued: "Since no one can compete with me, you will lose."
After saying that, he got up excitedly, left the dragon chair, strolled around the court, looking quite domineering and majestic, and walked to Qin Chuan. No matter how much he liked this baby, he could indeed be the "Chen of the outer world and the concubine of the inner world" for her.
Wang Fengbei vomited blood and died. Asitu was helpless. It was clear that the court won the second round.
Ashitu took a deep breath and suppressed his inner dissatisfaction.
"You win."
Wang Fengbei was so angry that it was innocuous to him. He was just a literati who only knew how to quarrel. If he died, he would die without any regrets.
However, what made him unhappy was that he suffered two consecutive defeats at the hands of Qin Chuan, and he flicked his sleeves angrily.
"Farewell, I have to go back to prepare for the third question."
…
Royal study room.
Zhao Wushuang was filled with joy and stared at Qin Chuan in front of him, with an expression of joy clearly displayed on his face.
"Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan, I never expected that you would be so outstanding. You could save my face twice on your own. I was able to get you because of the blessings of my father and brother."
Qin Chuan chuckled.
"It's not as good as what your Majesty said. It's all thanks to your majesty's dragon kindness. This slave is lucky enough to be contaminated by your majesty's dragon spirit..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Wushuang.
"In front of me, don't engage in flattery. What I want to do is to be the wise king of all times, and I don't like flattery."
Qin Chuan hurriedly shut up and remained silent.
Zhao Wushuang sighed quietly when he saw his appearance.
"Usually, the group of old immortals in the court fight with me. They all show their teeth and claws, and are arrogant and domineering. When facing outsiders, they actually pretend to be dead and sick. They are extremely incompetent. They are a typical gangster..."
At this moment, Long Yi walked in.
"Your Majesty, the Queen sent someone over and said she wanted Qin Chuan to come to her palace and give her a massage."
Zhao Wushuang was stunned, and suddenly recalled that when he first met Qin Chuan, he was sent to the Yangxin Hall to rub his back because he replaced the eunuch who specially massaged the queen...
Don't tell me, Qin Chuan's back rub technique is really delicious.
Thinking about it, her pretty face turned red, she shook off the messy thoughts, coughed twice and said: "Since the queen has invited me, then you can go over."
Qin Chuan smiled bitterly.
I think of the day I first traveled through time and almost died because of the massage.
Of course he was happy to call him at night, but now... who knows what conspiracies the queen was thinking about.
"Your Majesty, can you excuse yourself and say you are not free?" Qin Chuan looked at Zhao Wushuang pitifully.
Zhao Wushuang narrowed his eyes, and his voice was not as cheerful as before, but as cold as thousands of years of ice.
"Do you think that's okay?"
In order to draw Liu Zhongru into her camp, how could she refuse Liu Rushi's small request?
Moreover, despite Qin Chuan's displeasure on the surface, he was actually very happy in his heart. Wasn't last night the best proof? In the inner hall of Fengyi Palace, the Queen and I were chattering for a long time, unwilling to come out.
