The first-level competition was postponed. Going to the palace this time was just a formality. Song Yang had never thought about what he was going to do today, let alone contradict Jingtai. The strength gap between the two sides was too far. What was revenge and what was death?
clear.
Song Yang did not provoke, but Jingtai looked for trouble...perhaps the natural enemies were destined to not be peaceful when they met.
Jingtai gave Song Yang "Nothing to say is not guilty", but did not give him "Nothing to say is not guilty"; how could the emperor in Nanli Phoenix Palace talk about his own country's subjugation in someone else's golden palace?
He killed Song Yang. Both front and back were dead ends. If Song Yang still wanted to live, he had no choice but to 'fight you'.
Looking through Mianqi, Jingtai looked directly at Song Yang.
Song Yang had just been awarded the title of "Hold Your Head High in the Palace". When he met Jingtai's eyes, he gave him a smile that was relaxed, cheerful and kind.
Jingtai is crazy, but he is not really crazy. He dares not to invite Nanli to the palace for a banquet without paying attention to his manners, but he cannot break his promise in front of the envoys from various countries and immediately punish Song Yang... Looking at each other for a moment,
Jingtai waved his hand to dismiss the ministers and nodded to Song Yang: "If Nan Li uses weapons without permission, he will indeed cause unreasonable disasters. It's good for you to understand this truth."
Jingtai only followed the literal meaning and ignored the hidden meanings in it. Jingtai turned the page lightly, but he no longer had the interest to investigate the skills of the other Nanli Qishi, so he changed the subject: "I will see you when you enter the palace.
, the high platform has risen, and everyone is looking forward to it... The five kingdoms of Middle-earth each choose their best warriors to compete with the best in the world."
Finally, when the topic was brought up, the envoys and warriors from various countries were refreshed, but Jingtai's tone was unhurried and showed no excitement: "The whole world has learned from each other, and the world is one of the best. This is a grand event that has never happened in China.
But I feel... I'm a bit stingy. It's just a fight, a martial arts competition, but there is no decent prize, and what's the difference between it and the fighting between common people and village women?"
Having said this, Jingtai smiled: "I want to ask you guys, do you want to bet?" At the same time, he did not forget to take care of Nan Li, and turned to Master Hu: "Nan Li has not sent any warriors, so there is no need.
Let’s put a bet in.”
Mr. Hu felt relieved. It didn't matter how other countries gambled, as long as there was nothing wrong with Nan.
Jingtai leaned forward slightly and turned his gaze back to the envoys from powerful countries such as Tubo and Quanrong. He continued to smile and said, "That's what I think. Is it a bet? That's probably what I mean. Let's see if it works."
, he stretched out his fingers and counted while thinking: "Three million guan of money, one hundred thousand pieces of silk, and ten thousand cattle, sheep and horses each."
After finishing speaking, he thought for a while and said to the Uighur envoy: "You have few cattle and sheep. You can use camels to make up the number. One camel counts as six sheep, or two cows... I don't know whether it is appropriate or not. This
We can discuss it later, it will be easy to discuss."
Three million taels of silver is three million taels of silver, which is a little less than Nanli's annual income. Fenglong would not dare to bet such a big bet under any circumstances. From this, Mr. Hu in the Yan Palace also felt more and more
, it was a wise idea when I proposed to select 'Qi Shi' to participate in the competition. Now I just want to watch the show.
But for Dayan, this bet is only 10% of the annual income. Although it is not a small amount, it can be paid as much as possible. The same is true for the other three powerful countries. The envoys in the Golden Palace did not hesitate too much.
There is no need to go back to the country to ask for instructions on the price, they can make the decision themselves just by gritting their teeth.
The Tibetan envoy was beaten by the Uyghurs before the festival, and he wanted to quickly start a competition and let his own warriors take the stage to take revenge. He was the first to say: "The bet has been accepted, and the name is..."
In the middle of speaking, Jingtai waved his hand to interrupt and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient. I haven't finished speaking yet. The stakes are not just those yellow and white common things. You are all here on behalf of the emperor of your country. It is a royal gambling battle, and how can you not bet on the country?"
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The Tubo envoy was stunned and blurted out: "Country? How to bet?"
Jingtai suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the armrest of the dragon chair hard, making a crisp sound: "I'll bet you on Tubo's Tianguan, Duanjiaoya!", shouted loudly, and Jingtai turned his eyes again and pointed at Quanrong.
Envoy: "Bet on your Baektu Mountain and Fengsha Pass!"
Next, he pointed to the Uighur: "And your City of Fire, Crescent Valley."
Every place he mentioned is like the Nanli Zheqiao Pass, which is a border fortress for various countries and an important support to prevent the invasion of other countries. Not all of these passes border Yan, but they are undoubtedly as important as eyeballs to the country.
Jingtai straightened his body and leaned into the dragon chair. This time he pointed at his nose: "The bet of Yan State is no exception. I will take out the two passes of Yanyun and Jiayu, and add another... Jingcheng!"
Haha, you took advantage."
As soon as these words came out, the already agitated Golden Palace was thrown into an uproar. Even the important ministers of the Yan State did not know about these bets in advance. In a competition, he actually wanted to bet on the border, and also added Kyoto for nothing...
Let’s not talk about whether the bet will be successful or whether the bet will be defaulted after the bet. Jingtai’s proposal alone is enough to shock the world.
But Jingtai wants to bet more than that: "Now that we have a kingdom in the bet, why not add another piece of true dragon blood? Under my knees, from the eldest prince who has long since grown up to the nineteen who is not yet a full moon, there are ten living people in total.
One of the seven sons is also within this bet! Which one is up to you to choose!" As soon as he finished speaking, the golden palace that had just become noisy suddenly fell silent. Everyone knew that Jingtai was crazy, but no one knew
He was so crazy that he threw the border, the capital, and a prince into the stakes!
Seeing the astonishment of everyone in the palace, Jingtai burst out laughing, his eyes paranoid and crazy, he reached out and passed the Tibetan, Quanrong, and Uighur envoys one by one, and said in an arrogant tone: "I will use my own dragon son to bet on your royal son.
Do you dare to respond? Do you dare to gamble?!"
Who dares to respond?
Which minister would dare to bet on the emperor's country...on his son?
The envoys from the Three Kingdoms were all stunned on the spot. Even Mr. Hu, who stayed out of the matter, was stunned. An important minister of the Yan State took half a step cautiously. He mustered up the courage and was about to speak out to persuade him. Jingtai suddenly stretched out his finger to him and said: "Say
One word, kill nine tribes!"
After finishing the drink, Jingtai laughed again and said to the eunuch standing in front of him: "Announce it, I want the people in Jingcheng to know my bet."
The news spread outside the palace in a blink of an eye. When Emperor Yan's bets were announced one by one, the exclamations became louder and louder, and finally turned into shouting and shouting. Everyone was talking about the matter, and everyone was extremely excited.
Although it was unexpected, and although it felt like Long Live was crazy, the arrogance in this madness was also a kind of hysterical 'excitement'. Someone loudly asked the eunuch who announced it: "Excuse me, father-in-law, should the barbarians place a bet?"
The eunuch who announced the mission obviously had some cultivation. Hearing this, he responded: "Long Live is currently asking them in the Golden Palace: Dare... don't you dare?!" After saying that, he raised his voice again, gathered all his cultivation, and suppressed his blush.
He shouted: "Do you dare?"
There were hidden clues arranged by the imperial court, and there were also people with good intentions. They cheered in unison while laughing, and repeated... The emotions were infected, and more and more people shouted, and in a blink of an eye, they gathered into a huge wave of sound, one after another.
After a wave, there were only three words going back and forth: Dare you dare? Dare you dare!
The crowd clamored, and the loud noise passed through the palace gates and rushed straight into the golden palace. Jingtai was high up and laughed loudly when he heard it.
After such a long time, he returned to normal, with the smile still in his eyes, he looked at the envoys of the Three Kingdoms: "Each of you can send a message back to your country to ask your emperor, I am waiting for you. Today's competition has been postponed to autumn. In four months' time,
Enough news to send back. I don’t insist on this matter. If you don’t want to bet, please lead the team back to the country. If you don’t dare to gamble with the first rank, how can you talk about competing with the first rank.”
The envoys from the three countries nodded one after another, but Song Yang was thinking in his heart, if he had leaked the real reason why Yan State postponed the first-level competition to other countries in advance... He soon shook his head. The bet proposed by Jingtai was not something that his ministers dared to accept.
Yes, even if they were sure of victory, no one would dare to agree to it on the spot for the king, so naturally there was no immediate talk of a martial arts contest.
And Jingtai turned to look at Mr. Hu again: "It would be best if Mr. Hu can stay, and wait until the Linan Rikishi climb the high platform again in the autumn... I am still waiting and looking forward to seeing you all again at that time.
miraculous ability.”
Anyway, there is no need to gamble, and being on stage can also show off Nanli's prestige. Of course Mr. Hu nodded in agreement.
The final decision from the palace was conveyed outside the palace, and the chorus of "dare you dare" suddenly turned into roaring cheers. None of the barbarians dared to agree on the spot, and all had to go back to ask for instructions from the emperor. A perfectly normal thing happened to his eyes.
In the eyes of the people in the city, it had long since become a 'show of weakness', otherwise why would they not dare to agree on the spot and compete on the stage now.
The matter spread throughout the city in an instant and became a hot topic among the public. The postponement of the first-class competition "for no reason", which was originally a frustrating matter, was turned into an inspiring event by Jingtai's crazy words. And the emperor dared to make a big bet.
There is no doubt that victory is in hand, and the swallows should have subdued the barbarians long ago.
On top of the Golden Palace, after saying a few more innocuous nonsense, Jingtai waved his hand and signaled everyone to disperse. He also stood up and walked to the back hall. From the beginning to the end, Song Yang's eyes were fixed on him, but Jingtai never looked at him again.
Song Yang. In his eyes, there was no Song Yang at all.
As soon as he entered the back hall, Jingtai frowned. Today was not like before. As soon as he came back, a young eunuch came to greet him. Jingtai turned around and saw that the young eunuch on duty was not far away, sitting.
I was in a daze on the embroidered pier.
Jingtai was in a good mood and did not open his mouth to punish him. He smiled and said: "Little insect, what are you thinking about? Are you homesick?"
This little eunuch is the successor of Xiaodouzi who was killed and silenced. He is ten years old and looks smart and cute. There is a small hemorrhoid on the peak of his eyebrow. At first glance, it looks like a small insect has fallen on it. From this, Jingtai named him
He got a nickname and usually calls him little bug.
The little insect woke up with a start and hurriedly came forward: "It's my blessing to be able to serve Long Live. I don't want to go home. It's just... I heard Master Long Live's bet, and my heart was beating with fright, so I lost it."
god."
Jingtai became even more interested, and while removing his crown and collar, he said: "I didn't bet you, what are you afraid of?"
Little Chongzi's time with the emperor was short, and he still couldn't let go. He stammered and replied: "The slave is not afraid, but because he heard about gambling money, gambling on the country, and gambling on the prince... The slave was shocked by the heroism of Long Live Lord.
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Jingtai Longyan was delighted and laughed loudly: "It's not just you, any of the envoys in the court didn't stand dumbfounded? I was so happy that I almost blurted out: I will add another bet and use my queen to bet on the barbarians.
Empress!"
The little insect was startled, and he hurriedly caught the emperor's crown, collar and other trivial matters, and did not dare to say anything anymore. But after Jingtai laughed, he frowned, thought carefully for a while, and finally sighed,
He murmured: "Mother Yi Tianxia... this really can't be gambled on."
As he spoke, he shook his head, as if he regretted not being able to bet his wife.