Martial Sage

There was already gunpowder in the literary examination venue.

The arrogant words of the prince of Tubo added fuel to the fire, bringing the hostile and tense atmosphere in this venue to a higher level.

And at the same moment.

The couplets between the two have been recorded at this moment, and they are placed one by one on the Changsun Mansion.

This non-governmental competition was full of excitement yesterday, and the momentum was huge, and it was also related to the competition between the two countries.

These important ministers of the DPRK naturally have a lot of concerns in their hearts.

Due to his status as an important minister in the DPRK, it was not easy to participate in the scene for a while.

Simply a group of ministers of civil and military affairs gathered to the mansion of the grandson represented by the courtiers.

At this moment, Fang Xuanling squinted slightly while looking at the newly presented couplets.

"Unexpectedly, there are such people in Tubo who hide their dragons and crouching tigers. They are so neat."

"When you fight back, you can't be underestimated!"

Du Ruhui turned over the scrolls and arranged them separately, looking at them from left to right.

"From the homophonic couplet to the split character couplet, and then to the last two insult couples. Each couplet is so neat and tidy, it can be called a classic!"

"From the perspective of the United Nations, this Tubo prince is indeed somewhat talented."

While talking, Du Ruhui took two steps and said.

"But! Li Hui deserves to be the representative of our young talents in Datang, and the questioning is not bad at all."

Du Ruhui's left hand was behind him, and his right hand struck the last scroll, said.

"Especially this one, look at it."

"This'turtle shell has long been polished, it can be regarded as an old treacherous cunning.' It is full of jokes, and the resolution is extraordinarily delicate, and it is very pleasant! Hahaha."

The important officials present, such as Fang Xuanling, Yu Shinan, Cheng Zhijie, and Li Ji, all burst into laughter.

There was laughter and laughter above the hall.

Zhachang Sun Wuji said with a smile while holding his beard.

"That being said, this competition is already full of gunpowder. Keep watching."

Having said that, Changsun Wuji pointed to the scroll of'Parrots can speak hard to become phoenixes' and said.

"Since these two people have torn their faces, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop easily."

After looking around for a week, Changsun Wuji said with a smile on his face.

"This competition seems to be getting more and more interesting."

Fang Xuanling took the conversation and said with great interest.

"Then, according to Lord Changsun, can this literary test be won by Tang?"

Not waiting for Long Sun Wuji to speak, Du Ruhui interjected.

"This Tubo prince has anything in his hands, and it can be used as a weapon to humiliate the talents of the Tang Dynasty."

"We, the elegant scholars of the Tang Dynasty, are afraid that this is the first time we have encountered such a rogue opponent."

Listening to the evaluation of the two, Changsun Wuji laughed loudly and said.

"Isn't it more interesting to meet such an opponent?"

Changsun Wuji's eyes flickered, and his deputy stood, looking down at these couplets, an air of arrogance surged into his heart, said.

"I want to come to the Tang Dynasty with a wealth of talents, and it is more than enough to deal with a Gentile barbarian."

Cheng Zhijie beat the couplet on the case, said.

"Hi! It's just an acid mansion barbarian who can match a few couplets, it's on the same level as our Datang prince."

Just now.

A domestic servant rushed into the hall, saw the hall full of laughter, hesitated in his eyes, and then reported.

"My lord, there is a new situation in the literary examination venue."

Alas.

The cheerful people were a little surprised, and their eyes focused on the servant.

Changsun Wuji strode down the steps, anxiously.

"But there's a new pair? Presented to the old man to take a look."

The servant did not move, but buried his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, said.

"The Tubo prince asked all the sons of the Tang Dynasty to fight together to fight Tubo."

Hahaha.

After listening to the report, Changsun Wuji turned around and said to the officials in this hall.

"Look! What am I talking about, is it interesting to come down like this?"

While speaking, he turned his head to look at the servant and smiled.

"The Tubo envoys are only four people this time. Are the four people facing the entire Tang dynasty?"

The servant murmured his lips, raised his eyes slightly to look at Changsun Wuji, and hesitated.

"It's not... the Tubo side... They only have a Tubo prince, not four people together."

Hearing this, the smile on Changsun Wuji's face froze, and there were some ears that couldn't believe it, and he asked.

"Can it be true?"

The servant cupped hands again.

"When my subordinates saw that the Tubo prince insisted on participating in the competition alone, he hurried back to report, and I must start the competition now!"

As soon as the words fell, the shocked people in the hall came back to their senses.

"Humph!"

Cheng Zhijie snorted coldly and said loudly.

"I can't help myself. I dare to challenge all the princes of the Tang Dynasty with the power of one person. Does he really think he is Wenquxing going to the world?"

Fang Xuanling took two steps slowly, came to the hall, looked at the location of the venue, and said with a smile.

"The moths fight the fire, the mayfly shakes the tree,"

"This Tubo prince can have such courage, it is really admirable."

Hearing this, Changsun Wuji said.

"It seems that this trial will not end so easily. There will be a good show soon. Let's just wait and see."

"Pass the order, continue to follow up the situation of the venue, and report to Xiangwu as soon as possible."

"promise!"

The servant quickly withdrew from the hall.

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