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[123] The battle of the bet

In the magnificent hall, the civil and military ministers stared at Ye Junlin in surprise, with different expressions.

Among the ministers, a fat man with a bloated body looked at Ye Junlin and a trace of contempt flashed across the corner of his mouth. The fat man was wearing a brocade jacket with four lifelike dragons embroidered on it.

In the dynasty, the ones who can wear this embroidered dragon jacket are just the number of hands. Apart from Beiyang King Beitangxiong and his two sons, and the four marquises who were released, the only one left is Beitang Cai.

Beitangcai's cultivation is not high, he is just a mid-level Xuanling. Because he is not outstanding in literature and is not outstanding in martial arts, he was left in the imperial capital by his brother Beitangxiong, and was given the title of "Caihou", but he has no actual power.

Beitangcai is quite self-aware, so he has no complaints about this.

I go to court on time every day, go to court on weekdays, raise flowers, walk dogs, bully the common people, tease good women, and live a very comfortable life.

Beitangcai has a fatal disadvantage, that is, his family has a very strong sense of family. He often strongly supports his children from aristocratic families, but if they are children from poor families, he will try his best to suppress them.

Wei Ye and Ye Junlin were both from poor families, so Beitangcai looked down on them very much. When he saw Ye Junlin forcibly making his way forward today, his anger was like his blood pressure, and it rose up.

"Who are you? No one is talking, so how can it be your turn, a little lieutenant?" Beitangcai looked at Ye Junlin, his words contemptuously and provocative.

Ye Junlin turned his head gently and glanced at him, looking as usual.

"Your Majesty, I will tell you that Ye Junlin will be the last one to make a comeback!" Ye Junlin knelt on one knee and started the play loudly.

Beitangxiong turned his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something. His eyes stretched back and finally fell on Wei Ye.

Whether it is the current Wei Ye or the future Ye Junlin, they are all defenders of their tens of thousands of miles of land in the Beiyang Empire. Such ministers must be treated preferentially.

"Person Ye, tell me." Beitangxiong raised his hand and said softly.

"The last general request is that the king can issue an order to marry Princess Gu Xiyan of Yue to me."

After Ye Junlin finished speaking, a huge uproar broke out in the entire Golden Palace.

The entire Beiyang Imperial City knew that the eldest prince Beitangjun had officially submitted his marriage letter to Yuehou Gu Jiantang a few days ago. Beitangxiong and Gu Jiantang had both agreed to this marriage, and the people of Beiyang seemed to have seen the scene of the eldest prince marrying the princess of Yue County.

But now, Ye Junlin's words are about to overturn all this.

"Haha...joke!"

Beitangcai laughed loudly, and pointed at Ye Junlin and mocked: "With your background, you still want to marry Gu Jiantang's daughter, and you don't even look at your identity. This is really 'a toad wants to eat swan meat'!"

Ye Junlin's mouth twitched slightly. He turned his head and stared at Beitangcai. A strong murderous aura began to spread across the entire Golden Palace.

Beitangcai was stunned, then turned his head and teased again, "Yeah, why, judging by your attitude, you are going to fight me hard!"

Beitangcai pinched his waist and his eyes widened, like a gangster who was fighting and provoking trouble on the street.

Ye Junlin remained silent, but his fists were clenched tightly, his nails gradually embedded in the flesh. He bit his lips gently, and remained silent.

"Please give an order to the king." Ye Junlin's high head hung down gently.

BeiDangxiong was a little embarrassed: on the one hand, he was his eldest son; on the other hand, he was the future super general of the Beiyang Empire. He was really unsure of what side should he stand on.

Kitao Yu's eyes gently raised up. He looked at Xuan Guang, as if he was asking something.

Xuan Guang's brows were also frowned tightly, and his expression was dazed, as if he was thinking about something.

When Wei Ye saw this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The silence suddenly fell into a deadlock, with civil and military officials standing on both sides, looking at me, I looked at you, whispering, but no one reported it.

Beitangcai was very scared, but he was not stupid. He knew very well about his brother. From Beitangxiong's face, he knew that Beitangxiong was shaken. Beitangcai closed his mouth tactfully and stood quietly aside.

At this moment, Wei Ye walked out. He bowed to Beitangxiong, but he had never kneeled down.

He chuckled and said, "The king will make a plan at the end, and I don't know whether to speak or not."

"Talk!" Beitango waved his hand, looking helpless.

"In the hometown of the last general, there is such a custom. If there are two men who fall in love with a woman at the same time, then they will have to fight for the winner, and continue to pursue the woman, while the loser will voluntarily withdraw..."

After hearing this, Xuan Guang stared at Wei Ye in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face. He wanted to know what was sold in Wei Ye's gourd.

Kitado Xiong was very troubled and helpless. According to the current situation, there seemed to be no better way.

"Okay, that's it." Beitangxiong rubbed his brows and issued an order: "Three days later, Master Ye and Jun'er held a competition in 'Xuande Square', and the winner married the princess of Yue County."

Wei Ye smiled softly and bowed, "The king is wise."

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One hour after the court came, the news that Ye Junlin was about to duel with Beitangjun quickly spread throughout Beiyang Imperial City.

The residents of the imperial city were very curious: Who is Ye Junlin? After being brave enough to be ambitious, he dared to compete with the eldest prince in this Beiyang Imperial City."

Ye Junlin had no pressure. After getting off the court, he rushed to the Beiyang Restaurant.

In a private room in the restaurant, several young men were drinking lightly. On the table in the private room, there were a few side dishes, which were not big fish and meat, but they were also crisp and delicious.

Kitado Jiko sat high on the upper seat, gently tugging a plate of peanuts in her right hand. Wang Bodang and Li Mo sat on both sides, and Ti Baiwan sat respectfully on the lower head, with a flattering look on his face.

Ye Junlin drank wine gently, and was relatively speechless.

"You really want to duel with my elder brother?" Kitado Jiko looked at Ye Junlin and spoke first.

Ye Junlin drank the wine glass in his hand and sighed, "Is there any other way besides this?"

Kitado Jiko sighed softly, and then reminded: "My elder brother's cultivation has almost entered the 'Xuanwang Level' with his foot, and over the past few years, he has been involved in the mysterious skills in the arsenal. If you really want to fight with him, it's a hard battle."

Ye Junlin smiled softly: "No matter who he is or how strong he is, he will sooner or later be my defeated!"

"Okay, ambitious!"

The boys raised their wine glasses at the same time, and the pleasant laughter filled the crowd...


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