My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 145
[Chapter 145 Martial Arts (Fourth Update)]
East Palace, Wing Room.
At this time, Prince Su Moyan had already entered the palace to attend court, while Su Xinping, the crown prince of Jin Dynasty, came over to have breakfast with Qi Junguang, the third prince of Southern Qi.
After the servants had finished clearing away the dishes, he said, “Is the Third Prince worried about that A-Kun last night?”
Qi Junguang’s brows have not been lifted since he returned to the East Palace last night, and anyone can see it. .
“Anguo Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I have seen it this time.”
Qi Junguang sighed, but he was more convinced that his skills were inferior to others, and there was no trace of resentment.
Su Xinping came closer, “It seems that the Third Prince attaches great importance to this Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition! If you want to win the first place, it’s easy!”
“Oh?”
Qi Junguang glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said, “I’m all ears!”
“The third prince has traveled thousands of miles to come here. He is a distinguished guest of Anguo. Anyone who dares to offend you will be held accountable by your Majesty! If you say that A Kun is disrespectful to you, your Majesty will definitely order him to be imprisoned in the sky! Hehe, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Association will only There are only three days left, and he won’t be able to participate then!”
Upon hearing Su Xinping’s sinister idea, Qi Junguang smiled lightly and said, “Isn’t
it true that the Crown Prince has some trouble with Mr. A Kun?”
This idea will be of great benefit to the Third Prince without any harm!”
Su Xinping was also very frank and agreed generously.
“Haha, I will never be someone else’s sword. Your Majesty, please don’t bring up this idea again in the future! I still want to rest, Your Majesty, please come back!”
Qi Junguang said coldly.
Su Xinping was a little embarrassed, but others had already issued an eviction order, so he couldn’t stay here.
He stood up and held his hands, “Then don’t disturb the Third Prince! I’ll come back later!”
When he turned around, there was an unconcealable indifference in his eyebrows.
After he left, an entourage next to Qi Junguang said: “Actually, the prince of Jin Dynasty is not bad. Although this proposal is harmful, it is still a good idea!”
As an envoy of Southern Qi, he naturally hopes that Qi Junguang can win the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. But now even he himself is timid towards A Kun. It would be really good if he could implement Su Xinping’s suggestion.
“Do you really think Su Xinping is good?”
“Your Majesty thinks so.”
The envoy bowed and analyzed: “Since coming to Jingzhou, everyone has been full of hostility towards us. For example, even though we live in the East Palace at this time, But Prince An has never had a good attitude towards us? Only this prince of Jin always greets us with a smile after running around!”
Qi Junguang shook his head frequently after hearing this.
“I heard that Prince An Guo has a very good relationship with Princess Mo Chen. Naturally, he doesn’t want to see his sister marry far away. It’s normal for him not to want to see us. But the Prince of Jin is permanently stationed in the East Palace, and the head of the East Palace doesn’t want to see us, but he is so enthusiastic. , Do you dare to believe this?”
When the envoy heard this, he was stunned.
“Also, last night, he looked weird when he saw Mr. A Kun, and then he led people to chase him. And Mr. A Kun was obviously difficult to deal with. He came back defeated last night, and there was definitely nothing he could do against Mr. A Kun. , That’s why I gave the king the idea to use us as spearmen! Do you still think of such a person?”
At this time, the envoy’s face was covered with sweat.
“Your Highness, this official is stupid!”
“There must be a lot of power struggles involved here. I only want to marry Princess Mo Chen this time. The rest has nothing to do with us, and we don’t need to interfere!”
“What Your Highness said is “Your Majesty, you have learned a lesson!”
The envoy bowed and said with some concern: “Your Highness, Master Akun yesterday…”
Before, he had always felt that no one could be better than Qi Junguang in the poetry competition, but last night Later, his mind changed.
Qi Junguang also frowned, “I don’t believe Mr. A Kun’s trick that you can write poems by drinking strong wine. But he has written two excellent poems in a row, so he must be talented. If he knows how to write Mid-Autumn poems, He can write poems of this quality, I am really not sure that he can beat him!”
Hearing that even Qi Junguang himself lost confidence, the envoy rolled his eyes and thought of other ways.
“Your Highness, the poem competition at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition is just a condition unilaterally put forward by them. Although we agree, we can also mention other conditions!”
“What conditions?”
“The Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition is just a literary test, let’s add one more A fight!”
“A fight?”
Qi Junguang glanced at the envoy, “We don’t have any experts with us this time, so how can we fight?”
After hearing this, the envoy smiled and shook his head, “We don’t necessarily need to send people to fight. Fighting alone is a war game. In recent years, His Highness has led troops to conquer the north and south, relying on strategies. If compared to these, no one in Anguo can match His Highness! “
Qi Junguang thought about it, this idea is indeed good, but it is very difficult. Soon I realized that if I lost the literary test and won the martial arts test, it would be a win and a loss, just a draw.
The envoy immediately came over and said proudly: “At that time, after we win the draw, it can be said that His Highness will participate in both the literary test and the martial arts test, and Anguo can let the martial arts candidates take another literary test with His Highness, or Let the candidates for the literary examination have a physical fight with Your Highness, and two games will turn into three. How can they win?”
Qi Junguang was stunned, then he patted the envoy on the shoulder and grinned.
“Only now do I understand why my father asked you to follow me to Anguo!”
“Your Highness, thank you for the compliment. This is just a matter of a lower official.”
The envoy lowered his eyebrows and had a flattering look on his face.
…
The Royal Palace, Jinluan Palace.
Emperor An told Qi Junguang about participating in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, and His Highness discussed it a lot.
Emperor An coughed and said: “Yesterday when I went to court, all the beloved ministers were worried that directly rejecting the third prince of Nan Qi would make Nan Qi lose face. But now there is a way to have both ends, which can not only prevent Mo Chen from marrying outside the country, but also prevent Mo Chen from marrying outside. I can convince the third prince of Southern Qi. What do you think?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Tong stood up.
“Does Your Majesty already have a plan to win?”
“No.”
Emperor An shook his head.
“…”
The ministers were speechless. Taifu Bai Qingyuan, who was standing at the front, lowered his head, his eyes full of smiles.
“I thought there was no need for planning for things like the poetry meeting?”
Emperor An waved his hand and said domineeringly: “From ancient times to the present, the literary style of Anguo has been at its peak, and all countries have been embarrassed by their opponents! Especially since I came to the throne, the literary style has reached its peak, not to mention In Jingzhou, even if there are countless talents emerging from other states and cities, is it possible that the third prince of Southern Qi can stir up any big waves?”
After hearing this, some of His Highness’s ministers were gloating, while others were helpless.
What Emperor An said is true. In recent years, Anguo’s literary style has indeed reached its peak. Their neighbor Nanqi is catching up at this time, and the overall domestic literary style cannot compare with Anguo.
But what he didn’t know was that the third prince of Southern Qi was a different kind of existence!
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(End of this chapter)
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