In the Daqing Hall, the Japanese slave monk wanted to throw a pound first and stir up a storm, and then talk about the post-Kowloon Cup and humiliate the Song Dynasty. Finally, he wanted to negotiate some conditions for the murder of the Japanese slaves. Unexpectedly, the first thing he did was

It's better to be in decline, but to be humiliated.

Wang Pang’s analysis is not true at all. The character of the Japanese slaves is such a virtuous character. Generally, they don’t know how to be ashamed. They have to be beaten before lying on the ground. If they can persist until death, they still have some backbone. However, the Japanese slaves

The thing about servility is that he will only call you grandpa if you beat him down.

Seeing everyone laughing, Monk Kongxiu felt that there was no point in worrying about the name of the country anymore. He found the steps and said angrily, "No matter what you call it, we call our country Japan anyway."

Sima Guang flicked his broad sleeves and said, "That's your Japanese business, not ours." After saying that, he turned and returned to the queue.

Renzong laughed: "Even so, what else can Kong Xiu say?" [

Monk Kongxiu rolled his triangular eyes, showing no signs of being a monk at all. He said: "The second thing I want to do is to take a look at your country's Kowloon Cup. I wonder if the emperor can take it out for everyone to taste.

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He saw Renzong generously saying yes, and then gave him a high-five. Your Majesty, Emperor of the Song Dynasty, you will look good in a while. Thinking this in his mind, he saw a young man walking out of the side hall.

He was said to be a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was still wearing white clothes with his hair tied up. His facial features were handsome and heroic. Everyone's eyes were attracted to him. When they saw him coming out of the side hall, they looked at him again.

There was a burst of whispers. Mr. Bao and Wang Anshi looked at each other and smiled. Wang Anshi was a little confused. He didn't know what Wang Pang was up to.

Other envoys who came to celebrate the New Year saw Wang Pang when he was in charge of shooting, and they all commented, isn't this the Wang Pang who was in charge of shooting? Xiao Ying, the envoy of the Liao Kingdom, said: "This young man is a bit interesting." After saying this, he went to Wang Pang.

He gave a thumbs-up. Seeing that Xiao Ying was a little too arrogant, Wang Pian nodded slightly in return.

Walking to the middle of the hall, the king first wanted to salute Renzong, then turned to face the ministers and said, "To send you all off today, I have specially prepared a program by your Majesty's command."

"Oh, good..." Everyone felt it was new. They had never seen this show before. Let's see what tricks this child can do at such a young age.

Wang Pang waved his hand, and two eunuchs came up carrying a table with a black tablecloth on it. These two eunuchs were none other than He Libo and Lu Shenyan in disguise. The two put down the table and stood

At the table, his head was lowered than that of a real eunuch, for fear of being recognized.

Wang Anshi was really puzzled. Looking at Emperor Renzong smiling on the throne and the dragon bed, he couldn't say anything else.

Wang Pang said, please invite an envoy to come over and see if there is anything strange about this table. "I'll do it!" Xiao Ying of Liao Kingdom came forward with a slightly fat belly, looked left and right, and pressed it with his palm.

I didn't notice any difference in the table.

He turned around and said, "I saw it and you should believe it. There is indeed nothing strange about it."

There is a reason for what he said. Xiao Ying of the Liao Kingdom was a forthright person. After coming to the capital for a few days, he did not shut himself up in his room like the monk Kongxiu. Instead, he invited ambassadors from various countries to drink and have fun all day long. This is a good New Year celebration.

It became his diplomatic show.

Monk Kongxiu didn't know Wang Pang. He didn't come to participate in the imperial shooting that day. He spent most of the day having sex in his room. He had never seen Wang Pang. Seeing this, he said: "King of the Song Dynasty, please come again."

Watching the Kowloon Cup incident, why do you create such a program? Is it possible that you can’t use the cup to deceive the audience?”

Seeing that he was so disdainful, the loyal ministers would probably drown Kong Xiu to death with just a spit of spit if they were not afraid of insulting his literary style. They all looked at Renzong, waiting for him to speak.

Renzong didn't answer him, but Wang Pang said: "Don't you just want to see the Kowloon Cup? The Kowloon Cup is just one of many fine products in our country, so why don't I show it to you? I see you haven't seen anything like it on the market!

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He was already taller than Monk Kongxiu, but he stood up straight, with his chest held high, looking at the monk from the corner of his eye. In addition, his voice was loud, and the last few spoke in a tone that I had never seen before.

, as if reprimanding the Japanese slave monk.

What he said made the Japanese slave Kongxiu monk even more vulgar, so the court fell silent, and one or two hundred pairs of eyes were fixed on the king.

Kongxiu was nestled there by Wang Pang, speechless for a moment. Wang Pang walked up to him, circled around him twice, and looked at the gray cloth package behind him, saying in his heart that you won't want to let it go.

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Generally, when an envoy comes with an entourage, he or she will hand over important items to the entourage waiting outside the city gate tower. If there are swords and weapons, naturally they cannot be brought into the palace. This monk did not have a sword, so there was no need for careful inspection.

What's more, in this main hall, there are about the same number of guards and envoys, and they can all see man-to-man defense. It cannot be said that they are not heavily guarded.

The monk was carrying the package. He didn't need to go back to Huaiyuan Station today. He said goodbye in the main hall and was going to go directly back to the Wonu Kingdom. It wouldn't be too late to come back after finishing the official business. When he saw the king walking around him three times, he unconsciously had his hands behind his back.

I touched my package. The more I was afraid of being seen, the more guilty I felt.[

Wang Pian saw him touching the package, turning his body slightly to look at himself, and understood in his heart that this was a signal revealed by body language. The monk's unconscious body language was a subconscious expression of escape. He was more certain in his heart.

He stopped and asked Na Kongxiu, "Master, can I leave this package of yours for a while?"

Kong Xiu thought to himself: If I let you go, then you can take it back to me. Has Emperor Renzong already known that the Nine Dragon Cup in his palace is fake? Look at Renzong again, sitting on the throne and dragon bed, with a relaxed expression and no trace of anything.

Nervous look.

Kong Xiu was a little undecided, so he said, "How can I let this young master keep my belongings temporarily?"

Wang Pang stared at him and asked him: "Are you telling the truth? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again."

Kong Xiu said loudly: "How can I let the young master keep my belongings temporarily?" He was heartbroken, I won't give it to you anyway. Why don't you come and snatch it away in public?

Unexpectedly, Wang Pang laughed a few times and said: "Hahahaha. Okay, what Monk Kongxiu said is good, everyone has heard it."

There was such a loud sound, and the two of them were in the middle of the hall. Everyone was so clear-eyed that they could see and hear clearly, so they all said, "Hear it, hear it."

Wang Pian waved his hand to indicate silence. He walked to the table, faced Renzong and said, "Please bring the Nine Dragon Cup, Your Majesty."

Renzong ordered people to get the Kowloon Cup. Wang Bian placed the wooden box containing the Kowloon Cup on the table. He opened the wooden box and took out the Kowloon Cup. He raised it above his head. Everyone suddenly felt very nervous. At this time, a cup fell quietly in the hall.

You can hear it even with a needle.

Wang Anshi said heartily: "What are you playing with? This is a royal thing. If I accidentally drop it, I can't afford to pay for it." He looked at him nervously with his eyes wide open.

Monk Kongxiu said, "Can I let this old man take a look?" He was about to step forward and reveal that the cup was fake. Unexpectedly, Wang Pang said, "Your Majesty, this cup is fake."

Everyone was in an uproar, and Monk Kongxiu was also stunned. Could it be that Renzong knew that the cup was fake and was deliberately trying to hide his shame?

"Wow! How could it be fake?" When Renzong heard this, he stood up quickly and walked off the platform. This was a strange thing, but when he saw Renzong walking over, he took the cup and looked at it.

Wang Pang whispered: Boss, your performance is too exaggerated. Renzong frowned and said: "It is indeed a counterfeit." After saying that, he turned around and slowly returned to the throne and dragon bed as if he was thinking about something. In fact, he was dozens of years old.

Renzong felt so funny for the first time. He turned around so that no one else could see his expression. He had to slowly suppress the smile that was still showing.

After adjusting his mood, Renzong turned around and sat down, and said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, since this Kowloon Cup is fake, I can't pour the national wine for you to enjoy. You can change to another program."

Only then did everyone understand that the original program was for everyone to appreciate the magic of the Kowloon Cup. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little regretful on their faces. But they heard Wang Pang say: "It doesn't matter if it's fake, I can make it real."

As he spoke, he looked around at everyone, and everyone was looking at him. Only Monk Kongxiu rolled his triangular eyes while looking at him. One of his hands was still holding the knot he had tied in his bag.

Wang Pang raised the corner of his mouth and asked you to explain it yourself. Now the performance started, Wang Pang walked around behind the table, facing the civil and military officials, shook off the ball of tablecloth on the table, and wiped the front and back of the tablecloth.

After shaking it, let everyone look at the tablecloth, then put the Kowloon cup on the table, put the tablecloth on the table, and covered the Kowloon cup.

The officials standing slightly in front could see it very clearly, and the envoys standing slightly behind stretched their necks to watch the king's actions. They saw that he was holding down the cup protruding from the tablecloth with one palm.

Slowly pressing down, the bulge with the cup inside actually sank with his palm.

Everyone was dumbfounded. It must not have been crushed. Does this young Wang Pang have such palm power? And there was no sound of the cup breaking. Everyone in the court stared nervously at Wang Pang's palm.

That bump is getting shorter and shorter.

Only behind Wang Pang, Renzong, who was higher up, put an arm on the side of the throne, pinching his chin. He was not nervous, he saw Wang Pang's little moves, and wanted to laugh but couldn't. He pinched his chin.

My chin is just to prevent me from laughing.[

Wang Pang suddenly asked loudly: "Ambassador Kongxiu, is it true that your package will not be temporarily stored by outsiders?"

Kong Xiu was suddenly asked by him, and saw everyone looking at him, staring at Wang Bian, and replied loudly: "Of course not!"

Wang Pang said, "Okay, please look here." When everyone gathered their attention, Wang Pang suddenly lifted the tablecloth.
Chapter completed!