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When today's son agreed to the request of the envoys of Qi to compete and compete in the palace tomorrow, the streets and alleys, everywhere ...... fences, countless people in Kyoto City are discussing this matter.

"Damn the people of Qi, they actually came to our Kyoto to spread wild, they should have given them a little color."

"It's arrogant that a few people want to challenge the whole of Kyoto!"

"Shame before the snow, tomorrow!"

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These days, from the officials and nobles to the common people, the people of Kyoto are actually holding their breath in their hearts.

Qin Xiang lost, the poet lost the ghost, the chess saint lost, and lost to a few unknown people of the Qi country, as Jingguo people, they also felt ashamed.

Not only humiliating, but also embarrassing.

The aggrieved thing is that the people did not use any conspiracy and trickery at all, and carried out the civil war in a dignified manner, and a few people actually forced the Confucian people to close their doors and thank customers, hiding at home and not daring to see people, and even the vendors selling steamed buns on the street felt that their faces were gloomy.

Now that we can finally regain face and regain our self-confidence, everyone is looking forward to defeating those arrogant people tomorrow.

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"Qi people are arrogant, a few people, vainly trying to challenge our entire Jingguo, tomorrow is the first game of the competition, which secretary is willing to fight for my Jingguo?" On the top of the Golden Palace, Emperor Jing sat firmly on the dragon chair, his eyes swept over the ministers, and said loudly.

The generals looked at themselves with their own eyes, their expressions were relaxed, and they didn't seem to care at all, tomorrow's battle is a civil war, and it has nothing to do with them, it's those rotten things, just wait to see the excitement.

When they fight, it is their battlefield.

The ministers bowed their heads one after another, for fear that they would be pointed, and they didn't dare to make eye contact with His Majesty.

The envoys of Qi are despicable and cunning, the old guy who said "I have played chess for a few years, I just understand a little", he is simply a national player in the hands of the country, even the chess saint Bai Yu has lost, the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, who dares to say that he can win?

Bai Yu is in the prime of life, it is the peak of chess power, and he is recognized as the first in Jingguo, but even he is not that person's opponent, who else dares to stand up at this moment?

If you lose, you will become a sinner of Jingguo, and your reputation will be ruined for many years, and no one is willing to take this risk.

For a while, the court, which should have been extremely noisy, rarely fell silent.

"Is there really no one in our dynasty who dares to fight?" Emperor Jing had a look of disappointment on his face, in fact, when the envoy of the Qi State made this request, he had only one choice.

All the subjects of Kyoto, including the envoys of other countries, are watching another collision between Qi and Jingguo under the battlefield, the significance of this competition is related to the backbone of the country, about the national integrity, the importance is no less than a war, it is Jingguo who once again overwhelmed the Qi State, the prestige is greatly enhanced, or is it suppressed by the Qi State, the people's hearts are frustrated, no matter what the result is, this competition or competition, Jingguo is unavoidable.

"Alas......"

In the silent court, a sigh suddenly came, and a trembling figure walked in from outside the hall, bowed twice to Emperor Jing, and said: "Back to Your Majesty, the old minister is willing to fight!" ”

A eunuch supported the old man with a frightened face, and the guards at the door didn't even dare to stop him.

"Mrs. Wang!"

"No, no!"

"Your Majesty, Taifu is very old, this matter must not be done!"

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When this old man with white hair and wrinkled face stood up, the hundred officials were stunned for a moment, and then immediately were in an uproar and admonished one after another.

This prince is over eighty years old, after several generations of emperors, in terms of qualifications, he is much older than Qin Xiang and Shen Xiang, and he is one of the few old people who have achieved great results in the court, and he doesn't need to go to the court on weekdays, but I don't know why he made an exception today......

"Teacher, why are you ......, sit down!" Emperor Jing got up from the dragon chair, hurriedly ordered left and right, and immediately a guard moved a seat, but the old man did not sit down, and continued to bow down and said: "The old minister is not talented, and he happens to have played chess for a few years, since no one in the Manchu Dynasty is willing to do so, it is better to let the old minister fight, and I hope Your Majesty agrees." ”

Emperor Jing walked down from above, smiled wryly and said, "Teacher, why are you so bothered?" ”

The old man sighed leisurely and said, "I can't let outsiders think that there is no one in my Jingguo!" ”

When the old man's voice came out, a look of shame appeared on the faces of the hundred officials, and at this time, a figure walked out of the crowd, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to fight!" ”

"Ma Zhongcheng ......"

"How could Ma Zhongcheng ......?"

"Yes, there is only Ma Zhongcheng, Ma Zhongcheng and the chess saint Bai Yu are close friends, the two often learn chess skills together, Bai Yu once said frankly, if the two play seriously, the outcome is still unknown......"

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The person who stood up at the right time was Zhongcheng in the imperial history of this dynasty, and everyone in the court heard about his chess skills, and they couldn't help but have some hope in their hearts.

"In that case, the poetry contest will be conducted by the old man." A secretary of the Guozijian stood up.

"The old man also wants to debate the scriptures with that great Wenzong, and I hope that Your Majesty will fulfill it." The speaker was a Kobunkan University scholar.

After these three people stood up, the courtiers did not compete, after all, Ma Zhongcheng was strong in chess, Wei Siye was good at poetry, and Zhou University had studied in Hongwen Hall for a lifetime.

In the crowd, Jing Zhao Yin Dong Wenyun's brows furrowed, Wei Siye's poetry attainments are indeed outstanding, when he was young, because of his poetry, he was even known as the first genius in Kyoto, but he was still a little less famous than the poet ghost, that Qi country Junjie, but even the poet ghost was ashamed of himself, how could Wei Siye win?

When it comes to poetry, the first thing that comes to his mind is, of course, that person.

With the title of the first genius of Jingguo, the poems he made are all widely circulated, if he holds this poem, it will be more secure, but ......

Dong Wenyun wanted to mention that name, but Wei Siye had already stood up, so it was difficult for him to speak again, not to mention, that name was quite sensitive in today's court, so he could only shake his head helplessly and suppress the thoughts in his heart.

"In this case, as soon as this civil war is passed, Ma Qing, Wei Qing and Zhou Qing will fight." Emperor Jing's face softened, and he announced in public.

When the dynasty was dispersed, hundreds of officials walked out one after another, but the steps were not easy.

Although His Majesty has already decided on the candidate, they still don't have much chance of winning in their hearts.

A generation of Wenzong, the highest thousand-year-old poet, the soul of the Great Qi Chess ......, any of these names can crush people to death, who dares to win?

The shameless envoys of the Qi State almost brought their existence to the bottom of the box, and there was little hope for civil warfare, so it seemed that they could only hope for martial arts......

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"This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the palace must be very lively tomorrow, don't you really go to see it?" Li Xuan stood in front of Li Yi and said seductively.

"No, no." Li Yi said without hesitation.

He found that the two bows still looked comfortable, but the tailor's craftsmanship was too poor, and when Lao Fang went to the Jade Courtyard today, he had to ask him to invite another reliable tailor to come over.

"You don't have to worry about the grounding, Uncle Huang doesn't have time to care about us now, and I promise that those imperial historians won't either." Li Xuan was looking forward to tomorrow's excitement, and continued to bewitch.

Li Yi seemed to be a little moved, and finally looked up at him, picked up the thing in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and asked, "Do you think one bow is beautiful or two?" ”

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