Chu and Hua were at war with each other, and fire could break out at any time. Yi Chenfei advised, "Don't be harmed by your friendship. The competition is just for learning. The important thing is to participate. Winning or losing is not secondary."
Yi Chenfei's back hurts when he stands and talks.
They spent so much effort and came all the way to Night Kingdom, not just for the soul-breaking bell.
If you lose, wouldn't you just watch the Soul-Breaking Bell slip away from your eyes?
They were about to fight back, but when they thought about Yi Chenfei's talent and knowledge, he had a good chance of winning the first place again, but he gave up.
It proves that he doesn't think much about the Broken Soul Bell, so how can they have the nerve to say too much.
The relationship between Hua and Chu was already delicate, but it became even more subtle because of these few sentences.
Gu Chunuan won, and Prime Minister Gu is said to have a very respectable face.
But he still had a gloomy face.
This win is not honorable at all, and besides being disgusted with his third daughter, he is disgusted.
"The ugly girl actually won again." Xiao Yuxuan muttered to himself, as if he was dreaming.
Gu Chunuan refused without thinking, "I regret it. I won't accept you as my disciple. You can do whatever you want."
Just kidding, she doesn't want to be carrying an oil bottle.
"Master, is there something wrong with my apprentice? I can change it."
"Old man, you are a famous chess master all over the world. I am just a idiot. If I really accept you as my disciple, people in the world will not know how to point fingers."
"Master is joking, if you are a straw bag, then everyone in the world will be worse than a straw bag."
The chess master changed his previous attitude and acted like a good apprentice, relying on Gu Chunuan shamelessly.
The crowd didn't know who shouted, "I hope you win the game. Since you said you wanted to accept the chess master as your disciple, there is no reason to go back on your words."
Everyone was talking a lot, and many ministers of the Night Kingdom suggested that Gu Chunuan should accept the chess master as his disciple. That would be a good thing to become famous all over the world, and it would bring a lot of glory to the Night Kingdom.
The envoys of Chu State's faces were as dark as charcoal, but they could not say anything.
The chess master represents their Chu country, and now he is an apprentice to a young girl with yellow hair, and the face of the Chu country has been completely ruined by him.
What's even more irritating is that the yellow-haired girl doesn't want to accept him as her disciple, but he is the one who shamelessly accepted her.
Gu Chunuan gritted his teeth.
If she broke the gambling rules in public, wouldn't it mean that Prince Ze wouldn't have to give her the three million taels.
No, it’s three million taels of silver. If the cooked duck flies away, it would be too frustrating.
"Okay, I agree. But King Ze, should you pay the three million taels of silver first?"
"Give me three days and I will give it to you."
"Oh...it turns out you have no money. If you had told me earlier, I am not that unreasonable. I can give you three days, but should we calculate the interest?"
King Ze was so angry that his internal injuries worsened. If he hadn't been supported by his servants, he would have fallen down again.
Xiao Yuxuan stroked his forehead.
The ugly girl definitely humiliated King Ze on purpose.
It’s only three days, so what’s the interest?
King Ze said through his teeth, "Okay."
"Master, in three days, I will go to help your old man collect his debt." The chess master said with a smile.
The smile on Gu Chunuan's face almost froze, and he quickly changed the subject.
"Aren't there three more games? What's the next game?"
Eunuch Ma smiled and said, "The next competition will be a poetry and calligraphy competition. Whoever writes the most poems and has the best calligraphy will win."
"That means putting poems and books together to compete?"
"Yes Yes."
“Are there any restricted themes for the poems you write?”
"There is no limit to the subject matter, no matter what the genre is."
"Okay, let's get started."
King Ze waved away the imperial doctor's hand and reluctantly said, "Gu Chunuan, do you dare to gamble again?"
"Are you betting again? Do you have so much money that you can lose?"
The servant reminded in fear, "Your Majesty, we can't gamble anymore, we have no money anymore."
King Ze was already red-faced with the loss, and he ignored the persuasion of his subordinates. He said boldly, "I will stake all the Prince Ze's Mansion and the other courtyards under the name of Prince Ze's Mansion. If you lose, I will give you five
Give me back a million taels, plus a pair of your hands."
He couldn't believe what poems and songs a straw bag could make.
Gu Chunuan said playfully, "Prince Ze, it's just a palace and a villa, but you want to bet my hands and five million taels of silver. Isn't your palace made of gold?"
Many people laughed.
King Ze's face turned blue and purple.
Except for Prince Ze's Mansion and other courtyards, he has lost everything.
Just as he was thinking about how to ask someone to borrow some money, Gu Chunuan's words rang out again.
"For your pitiful sake, forget it, I'll bet with you. But King Ze, you have to think carefully. If you lose this game again, you will probably lose your pants."
"Don't worry, I won't lose."
"Don't speak too early, or you may lose."
When Eunuch Ma saw King Ze's face turn from black to white, he was really afraid that he would be angered to death on the spot, so he said quickly.
"The poetry and calligraphy competition has officially begun. The time limit is one stick of incense. Whoever writes the most poems, has the best quality, and has the best calligraphy will win."
King Ze picked up his pen and wrote quickly, trying his best to win her.
With a smile in his eyes, Gu Chu turned to the chess master and said, "Old man, let's have another bet. If I win, I won't accept you as my disciple."
"Master, I came to the Dou Conference just to find someone to break the Linglong chess game. Now that the Linglong chess game has been broken, my wish is over. I have no intention of competing for the top spot in the Dou Conference. Besides, how can a disciple compete with the master for fame and fortune?
Woolen cloth."
The chess master stroked his gray beard and smiled happily.
Gu Chunuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Who said she was shameless?
When it comes to being shameless, being a chess master is obviously even better.
Gu Chunuan wanted to say something else, but the chess master had already slipped away to the Chu envoys' table and refused to fight.
The envoy from the Chu State was even more frustrated. Despite all the hard work, the chess master just refused to continue participating, so he had no choice but to miss the opportunity to compete for the Soul-Breaking Bell.
Gu Chunuan could only focus on Chang Zhen, Chang Ping and Ye Feng, "Hey, do you three want to bet with me?"
Those three people didn't even bother to go back this time, so they started writing poems to avoid being overtaken by King Ze.
Gu Chunuan felt bored and started scribbling on the rice paper.
Everyone was slightly startled.
"Didn't you say that Miss Gu San is illiterate? I see that she holds the pen very skillfully. Look, how fast she writes."
"Who knows what kind of talisman she wrote on the paper? Can you be upset?"
"No, look at how confident she is, as if she is sure to win?"
"No one else knows how much ink there is in her belly, don't you know it too?"
Seeing that Emperor Ye was upset, Xiao Lizi couldn't help but comfort him, "Your Majesty, in that game just now, Miss Gu San was just lucky. This poetry and calligraphy competition was really about her ability. There's no way she can win again. Your Majesty just cares.
Don’t worry, just wait and watch Miss Gu’s jokes.”
The Night Emperor's heart went up and down.
It is said that Gu Chunuan will definitely lose in the poetry and calligraphy competition, but why is his heart so uneasy?