Gu Chunuan keenly felt that Ye Feng's body, which was sitting upright, suddenly stiffened and his breath became a little confused.
Many envoys from the Three Kingdoms had a glimmer of greed in their eyes.
Even the chess master and the poet raised their eyebrows slightly.
The courtiers of the Night Kingdom exhorted one after another, "Your Majesty, you must not do it. The Broken Soul Bell is a national treasure of the Night Kingdom. It has always been passed down only to today's emperor. How can such a precious treasure be given away casually?"
"I beg the emperor to take back my life."
Gu Chunuan suddenly understood something.
The envoys of the Three Kingdoms probably knew in advance that the Night Emperor would hand over the Soul-Breaking Bell as a gift, so they brought so many masters over.
Gu Chunuan hooked her hand and asked, "Xiao Xuanxuan, what is that soul-breaking bell?"
"Why don't you know anything? It is said that the Soul-Broken Bell can bring people back to life, greatly improve their martial arts, and gain the world. It is said that the founding emperor of the Night Kingdom relied on the Soul-Broken Bell to create the Night Kingdom.
, so the Soul-Breaking Bell has become the most precious treasure of the Night Kingdom, and has always been passed down only to the emperor."
Gu Chunuan sneered.
If that broken bell could really bring the dead back to life, how could the emperors of the Night Kingdom return to heaven in the past?
Not to mention getting the whole world.
The Night Emperor probably knew this, and some people were complaining about it, so he probably gave it away.
Sure enough, Ye Huang's face turned ugly and he said angrily, "You are not joking. Since I said it, whoever comes first will get the Soul-Breaking Bell. No one is allowed to talk about this anymore."
"Your Majesty...this is a treasure passed down from our ancestors."
"Now I am the emperor of the Kingdom of Night."
The emperor wanted to persuade him again, but several ministers held him back and said in a low voice, "Now that the envoys from the three countries are there, if the emperor withdraws his order, he will be unable to hold his head high in front of the whole world, and the three countries will have more reason to attack."
In the Kingdom of Ye, now we can only hope that King Ze will come first."
"But... the people from the Three Kingdoms are all well-educated people who are famous all over the world. Can King Ze really win?"
"Prince Ze's talent and learning are no less than those of any number one scholar."
Although they felt uneasy, the Emperor Master and others could only accept the status quo.
The Douwen Conference officially begins.
Eunuch Ma spoke in a sharp voice, word for word.
"In this literary competition, three people from each country, for a total of twelve people, will compete by drawing lots to compete in music, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting. The loser will withdraw, and the remaining six will continue to compete."
At the envoy table of the State of Zhao, Yi Chenfei's voice was clear, as clear and pleasant as bells, drums, delicacies, and jade. "Yi already won the first place in the last Dou Wen Conference, so he will not participate this time. I also asked my father-in-law to give me my name."
To erase it, Yi will just act as a bystander referee."
Hiss...
Everyone was shocked.
Are you sure Yi Chenfei didn't say anything wrong?
This fighting competition is rare in a century, and there is a soul-breaking bell in the lottery, so he is not tempted at all?
"Mr. Yi, does that mean that Zhao will have another person?"
Yi Chenfei twirled the wine glass lazily and glanced at Gu Chunuan, with a slight smile on his elegant and gentle face, "No need, if our country, Zhao, can win, the two of us will be enough."
The Zhao State envoy was anxious, but he did not dare to persuade Yi Chenfei, as if Yi Chenfei's status was something he could not afford to offend.
Except for Zhao Guo, no one present wanted Yi Chenfei to participate.
Eunuch Ma looked at the Night Emperor.
The Emperor of the Night smiled and said, "Since Mr. Yi will not participate, let's draw lots. The person who draws the blank paper will be exempted from the first round of examination."
"The drawing of lots has begun. Please invite eleven talented men and women to come forward and draw lots."
Gu Chunuan touched his chin.
Was Yi Chenfei smiling at her just now?
She didn't know why, but she always felt that Yi Chenfei gave up on the finals because of her.
Everyone drew lots one by one, and Gu Chunuan also went up to draw. He spread out the paper, but found that there was nothing written on it.
Eunuch Ma had a smile on his face, "Miss Gu San drew an empty paper and was exempted from the first round test, and can directly enter the second round."
The crowd was excited, especially the students of the Royal Academy.
"Wotong, what kind of bad luck did Gu Chunuan have? She was exempted from the test and entered the finals, and now she was exempted from the test and entered the second round. Did she go to burn incense and worship Buddha yesterday?"
"God must have favored her so much. Why do all the good things happen to her?"
"So what if she wins the lottery and is exempted from the test? With her idiot appearance, it's just a waste of places and a waste of natural resources."
"Do you think she is cheating?"
Gu Chunuan rolled his eyes and returned to his seat.
She swore to God that it was definitely luck to draw the blank paper.
"This time, there are five games of music, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting. The one who wins three games will be the winner. Ten talents will be invited to take their seats one by one. It will start with the painting competition. The time limit is one stick of incense. The winner will enter the second round of drawing lots."
Gu Chunuan yawned.
In one round, we have to compete in music, chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting. Just the painting competition takes up the time of a stick of incense. After that round, doesn’t it mean we have an afternoon?
How can such a day be completed?
When will she get paid?
Last night he didn't sleep all night again, so Gu Chunuan simply lay down on the table and fell asleep.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but call her a fool.
She was unprecedented in sleeping at a literary competition, and it would be rare for anyone to do so in the future.
Yi Chenfei looked at her closed sleeping face and couldn't help but reveal a doting smile.
The corners of Shangguan Chu's lips were slightly raised, and Gu Chu's warm and red shadow was reflected in his warm eyes.
Xiao Yuxuan rubbed his forehead. Ever since he met her, he had already lost all face.
I don't know how long it took, but Gu Chunuan was shaken awake by Xiao Yuxuan.
She opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Xiao Yuxuan in confusion.
"Ugly girl, you are the reincarnation of the God of Sleep. Everyone is waiting for you to draw lots and enter the second round of competition."
Gu Chunuan rubbed her eyes and found that everyone was looking at her with strange eyes.
She shook her neck and muttered, "This table is too hard. My neck hurts when I sleep on it."
Faint?
Is she here to compete or to sleep?
Before they could speak, Gu Chunuan said with disgust.
"It's just a literary competition. There is only one competition in the morning and one in the afternoon. How long does it take to compete? Forget it, let me challenge you. Whoever can beat me will be the first."
She is an idiot, but she still wants to challenge all the great talents in the world?
Everyone was speechless.
Who gave her the confidence?
The Chess Saint was in his sixtieth year and looked like a fairy. Seeing Gu Chunuan being so arrogant, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little boy, do you know what will happen if you fail to challenge everyone in the world in a literary competition?"
"If I lose, I lose. What can I do? Besides, how do you know that I will lose to you?"
Gu Chunuan looked at it carefully. After one round, Ze Wang, Ye Feng, Chess Master, and Zhao Guo all passed.
On the contrary, Hua State sent three champions over, but all of them were killed in battle.
No wonder the Chinese envoy's face was as dark as charcoal.