My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 176
[Chapter 176 I’m not as good as him! (Third update)]
Qi Junguang withdrew from the crowd, lost his mind, and stumbled back to his chair.
Losing is not scary. What is scary is that he can’t find Jing Zhe’s flaw at all.
He still couldn’t figure out why the man in front of him, who was younger than him, was so accomplished in poetry and calligraphy.
Is that human being?
Emperor An was the king of a country, so naturally he couldn’t push up like others, but he knew better just by listening to people’s praise and seeing Qi Junguang’s devastated look.
It seems that Jing Zhe wins again!
But what exactly did he write that could fundamentally destroy Qi Junguang’s confidence?
The more he thought about it, the more curious he became, so he stood up regardless of his identity: “Come on, let me see what Jing Zhe wrote!”
After saying that, he walked up. When everyone saw this, they immediately made way for Zhu Xinning and the prince. Su Moyan followed closely and walked into the crowd.
Seeing everyone gathered in front, Bai Qingyuan stood up, stopped not far from Su Mowu, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: “Your Highness, it’s best to make friends with Jing Zhe. Even if you can’t make friends with him, it’s not appropriate to do so. Enemy!”
After saying that, he followed Song Baiyun into the crowd.
Su Mowu looked ahead and nodded.
Jing Zhe’s strength has exceeded their expectations, especially his identity as Jing Wenmao’s son, which makes him covet: If he can be included, can the invisible and huge power behind him be used by him?
Suddenly, he saw Su Moyan walking up and chatting happily with Jing Zhe, and he frowned: If you can’t get him, then destroy him! No one can stop you on your way forward!
…
Emperor An came to the front and looked at the two poems written in different calligraphy on rice paper. He was full of energy and couldn’t put it down.
Then he turned to look at Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun, “Please comment!”
Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun looked at each other carefully for a while after they came in. When they heard An Di’s question, they looked at each other. In addition to shock, there was more in their eyes. Lonely and unwilling.
Sighing, Bai Qingyuan said, “Your Majesty, Wei Chen can’t comment!”
“Huh?”
An Di was stunned for a moment, “Why can’t you comment?”
“Because -“
Bai Qingyuan smiled bitterly. Although he didn’t want to admit it, he still had to say it. : “I’m not as good as him!”
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.
The weight of these words is even more surprising than Song Baiyun’s words of “I am ashamed of myself”!
After all, Bai Qingyuan is a tutor, and his literary skills are comparable to those of many masters. Otherwise, how could he be the teacher of Prince Xiang? Even though he was not successful, how could he be a judge today?
Even he said “I’m not as good as him”. It seems that from today on, Jing Zhe’s name will be resounding throughout Anguo – no, the third prince of Southern Qi lost so miserably, Jing Zhe’s name should also be extremely resounding in Southern Qi. , but it is estimated that most of them are scolded!
Emperor An was quite satisfied with this answer and looked at Song Baiyun again.
Song Baiyun’s answer was exactly the same as Bai Qingyuan’s.
“I’m not as good as him!” Not as good
as Jing Zhe, so naturally he couldn’t comment. An Di didn’t force himself and looked at the last judge, Zhu Xinning.
“I’m not as good as him.”
Zhu Xinning answered the same way, but her tone was very different from Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun. She was not lonely, but with a little pride and pride.
After hearing this, Emperor An laughed and turned to leave. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and then ordered: “General Sui, help me put this calligraphy away, frame it, and hang it in the council hall!”
“Yes, Your Majesty. “
!”
After hearing this, the talented people around were envious of Jing Zhe. His calligraphy could be collected by Emperor An, and he could brag about it for a long time.
Then he shook his head. Jing Zhe’s strength was as good as just being awesome. Why did he need to brag?
An Di returned to his seat first, and Jing Zhe followed behind, waiting for the final promotion result. At this time, Su Moyan walked up and stood in front of him, as if he had something to say.
“Master Jing, it’s better to be famous than to meet him!”
Jing Zhe looked confused. He couldn’t tell whether this was Prince Xiang or the Crown Prince. He opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
Zhu Xinning happened to be following him and reminded in a low voice: “This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!”
Su Moyan looked at Zhu Xinning and smiled without saying anything. Zhu Xinning walked forward quickly after reminding her. After all, she was a judge and she had to take notes. result.
Jing Zhe cupped his hands and said with a smile: “How could I let His Highness hear this?”
Su Moyan smiled: “I heard Mo Chen often mention it!”
No wonder, it seems that Su Mochen and the Crown Prince have a close relationship. That’s right, otherwise I wouldn’t mention myself in front of him all the time.
Then he said with some embarrassment: “Your Highness, I wonder what Princess Mo Chen praised me for? But you don’t need to believe it too much, they are just false praises!”
Su Moyan was stunned, and then said: “I didn’t praise you!”
” “Didn’t you praise me?”
Jing Zhe asked hurriedly: “What does Princess Mo Chen always mention about me?”
“
She always scolds you!”
“For example, I scolded you for being insincere, shameless, cowardly, and cowardly. I saw you today and felt that it was not the case. At least you are very courageous!”
“…”
Seeing Jing Zheyi Looking embarrassed, Su Moyan comforted him: “But you don’t have to be too sad. Mo Chen often scolds people, not just yourself.”
Hearing this, Jing Zhe felt a little better. , but then heard Su Moyan say again.
“But she has to scold you several times every day, and you seem to be the first one!”
“…”
Jing Zhe is so angry, isn’t he just looking at you, isn’t he letting you go? As for hating him so much I?
…
An Di felt refreshed when he returned to his seat.
He glanced at Qi Junguang and asked, “Third Prince, what do you think of Jing Zhe’s calligraphy?”
Although he thought that his skills were inferior to others, as the third prince of Southern Qi, Qi Junguang would not admit defeat in person and lower his status.
“If I remember correctly, there will be three rounds of competition in this poem. Whoever wins the last one will be the real winner. What does winning one count?”
“Third Prince, not one, but two!”
Jing Zhe, who was very angry after being teased by Su Moyan, came over and started confronting him, taking all his anger out on him.
Qi Junguang was stunned at first, and then said disdainfully: “So what if you win two games? Did you win this competition?”
“It’s as if you won.”
Jing Zhe glanced at him with disdain, and regretted: “Hey, early Knowing that, I recited the two poems just now, and I didn’t even give you a chance to advance. Let’s see if you still dare to make noise!”
“…”
Qi Junguang originally wanted to retort a few words, but then he thought about it, and he took it seriously. With this strength, if he continues to quibble, it will be even more ridiculous.
Just keep silent and wait for the last scene.
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Thank you to Mr. Xifeng Moli for the 100 starting coin reward!
(End of chapter)
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