After nearly a month of campaign competition and post-event preparations, the propaganda mission was finally ready to go.
Three days ago, Su Pingan had received a notice from the Daxuan government, asking Su Pingan and the Da Mingfu people in the store who were about to participate in the competition to gather at the Wenyuan this morning and set off together.
In front of Qingfeng Restaurant.
"Xiao Fuzi, you have to follow your brother Su closely during this trip, and don't run around."
"Uncle, I remember."
"This is your first time traveling far away. You must be careful not to cause trouble to Brother Su."
"Uncle, I saved it."
"When you go to participate in the competition, you must work hard to bring glory to our Daxuan Kingdom!"
"Uncle, I can!"
"This time you..."
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In front of the door, Uncle Fu took little Fuzi, who was about to go on a long journey, and gave him earnest instructions, just like an old father who was worried that his child would get lost, with a worried look on his face.
Su Ping'an and the people around him all smiled, then he looked at the pale yellow figure next to him, shook the latter's catkin, and said, "Don't worry, I will bring little Fuzi back intact.
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His farewell words to Liu Qingxi had already been said in these three days, but he couldn't help but say them again.
Liu Qingxi held his hand and hummed softly. Through the strength of her palm, Su Ping'an could still feel the former's worry.
After that, Uncle Fu also walked up to Su Pingan and asked him again. He really couldn't feel relieved.
For Xiao Fuzi, he was no longer a waiter in the restaurant, but a family member, so Su Ping'an would take good care of him without Uncle Fu's explanation. However, in order to reassure the old man, he still patted his chest and made a promise.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's go quickly. Otherwise, if you can't catch up with the Academy's empty boat later, you may have to find a way to catch up on your own..."
Long Xuan joked beside him.
On this trip, except for the literary cultivators who were going to participate in the competition, the people who protected them, and the big bosses and people in charge of the literary academy, no one else was allowed to go with them.
This made Su Ping'an's intention to take Liu Qingxi and the others to visit Da Zhan to be cut off from the very beginning.
The original words of the old Marquis were that the four major kingdoms had more complex personnel and a large number of people of all kinds, and Da Zhan State was not as good as Da Xuan. It had a border Great Wall that could firmly keep the demon cultivators out of the border. In Da Zhan State,
There are still many demon cultivators who can sneak into the territory.
Especially in the coastal waters of the Great Zhan Kingdom, there are many demon cultivators in the sea, and there are countless weird demon cultivators. Therefore, there are frequent demon cultivators attacking its cities within the territory, and even a beast tide is launched. Every time a beast tide breaks out,
, it was also a big disaster for a country as powerful as the Great Zhan Kingdom.
Therefore, for the sake of safety, it is best not to go except for literary practitioners who want to participate in the competition, lest any accidents occur if they cannot be taken care of.
After hearing this explanation, Su Ping'an stopped talking. After all, even Long Xuan failed to follow him. If a prince is like this, how can he be exempt from the customs.
After waving to everyone in the restaurant, touching the heads of the wolf and the dog, and instructing the latter to protect Liu Qingxi, Su Ping'an, Wang Shaoteng and others set off.
The vehicle drove farther and farther away from Qingfeng Restaurant. Looking back at Liu Qingxi's figure gradually getting further away, Su Ping'an felt a rare worry about gain and loss in his heart.
It seems that there is a saying in the past life that is right, when you start to care, that is when you become mature.
Su Ping'an didn't understand it before, but now he takes it for granted.
During the journey, Wang Shaotong, who was traveling for the first time, did not feel nervous or uneasy about leaving his hometown and entering a foreign country. On the contrary, the whole city was very excited, especially since he was also a chess and literary cultivator representing Daxuan, which made his trip also exciting.
It has a slightly different meaning.
He opened the car curtain and kept looking out. He was still some distance away from the Wen Yuan, but he saw an incredible scene through the car window from a distance, and then shouted out loud: "Look, it's so big."
It’s an empty boat!”
In the carriage, Xiao Fuzi, who had just left the restaurant, was still a little disappointed, and Wen Liang, who was a little nervous. Meng Erhu and others immediately subconsciously followed the words and opened their mouths.
Looking into the void from a distance, I saw a huge empty boat floating in the sky in the direction of the Academy of Literature, like a giant beast.
Su Ping'an and others looked carefully and could even see some figures going up and down the empty boat, constantly carrying things. However, compared with the empty boat, those figures were as small as ants.
"Are we going to take this empty boat to Da Zhan? That's awesome!"
"This is much bigger than the empty boats of our elder Wen Gongqing and his friends."
"How spectacular!"
Wen Liang and the others couldn't help but let out a long sigh, gaining a new understanding of the strength of the Wen Yuan.
When Su Ping'an and the others walked into the Academy of Arts and came to the Square of the Confucian Saints Statue, they looked up and saw the bottom of the empty boat. The huge bottom plate of the boat seemed to be a huge mountain pressed down from the sky, which made people feel suffocated.
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"Master Su Wen, Xiao Fuzi and everyone... you are here!"
In the distance, Long Cheng, Guan Feng and other acquaintances saw Su Ping'an coming, and they immediately came over to greet him.
Looking carefully, Fang Yiming, Lu Mingyue, Cai Shaocheng, Xi Jinlou... these people are all inside, and they are all people who have dealt with Su Pingan indirectly or directly, but this time they are no longer opponents.
Rather, they are allies in the same camp.
Especially Cai Shaocheng, he had visited Su Pingan before, and the two of them had also consulted on the creation and experience of New Rhythm. His attitude towards Su Pingan now is surprisingly good.
"Everyone is here, I am not late."
Su Ping'an stepped forward and bowed his hands with everyone as a greeting.
Long Cheng smiled and waved his hand and said: "It's not too late, it's just the right time. Now the soldiers have just prepared everything we need for this trip. Just wait a little longer and we can set off soon!"
"good!"
Su Ping'an and the others were not in a hurry, and could just take a closer look at the empty boat above their heads. While everyone was chatting, he also looked around the crowd, and then faintly saw Nangong Ming's figure hiding far away from some soldiers.
After seeing that figure in the team, Su Ping'an curled up his lips and said, "I'll see how you can avoid me this time!"
At the same time, behind a group of soldiers in the distance, Nangong Ming, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, was very low-key. He looked at Su Pingan and his group from a distance, and then frowned slightly, "Sure enough, this Su Pingan has long been appointed
I’m on the list of people for this big competition, I’m afraid this trip might be a bit unlucky.”
Before the Wen Palace Competition, Nangong Ming had always been hiding at home. Even when he came to the Wen Academy, he only came to the Wen Academy to see the excitement to avoid the days when Su Ping'an was not around.
But he never expected that even if he was just watching the fun, he would be selected as a backup to participate in the competition this time.
When he first received the news, Nangong Ming was surprised. Later, after inquiring, he found out that when the Academy of Arts was confirming the replacement of personnel after the competition, Long Xuan recommended him to the elders of the Academy, saying that he was
He is an outstanding talent in calligraphy, but he rarely shows up on weekdays, so he is buried.
Even the Purple-clothed Hou Luolie came out to help, saying that he had heard a little about Nangong Ming's talent during his return to the capital of gods, and also said that the latter could be included in the back-up list.
Since both the Sixth Prince and the Old Marquis had spoken, and it was just a matter of filling up the quota, the elders of the Academy of Arts agreed without even thinking about it. Therefore, Nangong Ming became the winner of this competition.
Entourage.
But from the moment he knew that he was going to Da Zhan Country to participate in the competition, Nangong Ming felt a little uneasy in his heart. He knew that Su Pingan had been looking for opportunities to deal with him, but he hid very well, so he didn't.
Let the latter seize the handle, but if he leaves the capital this time, there is no guarantee that Su Pingan will do anything.
He also thought about refusing, but being able to participate in the Four Kingdoms Competition was also an honor for the Nangong family, so the Nangong family did not allow him to withdraw at all. In addition, his quota was still recommended by the Sixth Prince and the Old Marquis.
Yes, if he takes the initiative to withdraw now, wouldn’t that be a slap in the face to both of you?!
So he could only endure it again.
However, he was not completely unprepared. He also knew that Su Ping'an was powerful in martial arts, so he secretly prepared a lot of things in the days before departure. He had stored a lot of calligraphy war paintings alone, and also
There are other cultural treasures and a lot of them have been prepared.
"If this Su Pingan is really desperate to attack me, then I will let him know that I, Nangong Ming, am not someone to be trifled with!"
Nangong Mingyao looked at Su Ping'an's figure, and finally narrowed his eyes slightly, with a flash of fierceness in his eyes.
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"Attention to all personnel, participating writers who have been registered and have received their identity badges should start boarding the boat with their identity badges. Unrelated personnel please leave the venue voluntarily..."
Following the impassioned shouting of an elder in front of the square, the entire team of envoys was finally about to set off.
"Quick, quick, hurry up and board the ship, don't be left behind!"
Hearing the shouting, Meng Erhu's spirit was shaken. He seemed to be afraid that he would be left behind, so he quickly ran towards the ladder that was lowered in front of the empty boat, looking a little naive.
Guan Feng from the Academy of Arts couldn't help but laugh at this: "Humph, what a bumpkin! How could such a big empty boat escape all at once? I'm really ignorant."
After saying that, a group of people from the Literary Academy laughed loudly, and then saw them walking towards the ladder calmly.
When Feng Shaoyang heard these words, he immediately raised his eyebrows. No matter what, Meng Erhu was still a student of Wen Gong. How could he bear it when the other party laughed at Wen Gong people? He was about to fight back, but was stopped by
Wen Liang was stopped, "Don't be impulsive, we are about to leave, don't be like him!"
Considering that they were now considered representatives of the propaganda mission, Feng Shaoyang could only endure it for now.
Su Ping'an took the lead, taking Xiao Fuzi and Wang Shaotong up the ladder.
The road to the cloud ladder is long, and the empty boat is close to the sky in the distance. Many literary cultivators are also walking in front of it. Looking at it in a vague way, it feels like walking on the road to heaven.
When he reached the midair, he was already four or five stories above the ground. The wind was strong in the air. Xiao Fuzi only glanced down, and then his legs trembled and he staggered. Fortunately, Su Ping'an was beside him.
Helped him a little.
"Are you OK?"
Su Pingan looked at Xiao Fuzi's face. The latter's face turned blue and his hands and feet were trembling. When he looked back at Su Pingan, his eyes were full of fear, and then he said aggrievedly: "Brother Su... Brother Su, I... I don't want to
went……"
"..."
Wang Shaotong acted like a normal person next to him. He looked around at the scenery. When he saw Xiao Fuzi's posture, he looked like someone who had come before and said, "It's okay. He is just too scared. He is scared. I have friends who did the same thing when they went to high places."
In this way, we can wait until we get to the ship."
Fear of heights?!
Su Ping'an didn't expect this, and then he lowered his head and glanced at the void at his feet, and found that apart from being a little confused, he was not as exaggerated as Xiao Fuzi.
"What does it feel like to be afraid of heights? Is it really that serious?"
Su Ping'an couldn't help but feel curious, and then while cheering Xiao Fuzi up, he helped the latter to continue walking up.
By the time Su Ping'an and the others arrived on the empty boat, the students and other personnel from the liberal arts college had basically arrived. Mr. Luo Lie was also waiting on the boat. Beside him was a man with gray hair, but
He looked like an old man in his fifties, and the two of them were looking at them.
"Old Marquis, is this young man the Su Pingan you mentioned?"
The old man looked at Su Ping'an from a distance, his eyes flickering from time to time.
Luo Lie nodded, with a hint of relief on his face, and said: "Yes, it's him. Although this kid is a bit lazy, he still has some blood. When he was fighting monsters at the border, he killed a lot of people.
Demon cultivator, even Zhang Guangyi from the border gate highly praised him and wanted to transfer this kid to the border gate."
"Oh, there are still things like this. I'll have to take a closer look later..."
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Feeling the gazes of Luo Lie and the old man, Su Ping'an bowed his hands from a distance as a courtesy, and then looked at the old man behind him. He guessed that this man was probably the 'Dingshan Hou' mentioned by Long Xuan.
"This is King Wen of Painting. He seems to be stronger than Mr. Luo. Long Xuan can even get a war painting from his hands. There's no reason why I can't..."
While secretly sizing up the old man, Su Ping'an was already thinking about how to take advantage of this powerful King Wen.
At this time, there was a sudden burst of cheers from the crowd behind them. When I turned around, I found that it was Guan Feng and several liberal arts students, who were surrounding Xiao Fuzi and Meng Erhu and taunting them.
"Look at these two people, look at how their faces turned blue when they came up just now. Were they scared when they walked up the ladder?"
"It's also possible that they have never seen such a big empty boat and are too nervous."
"Sure enough, I'm from a small place. I haven't seen any big scenes!"
"Hahaha……"
Although this time everyone went to Dazhan to participate in the competition on behalf of Daxuan Kingdom, the School of Literature still felt a bit arrogant towards the students of Wenggong.
This is not only due to the fact that in the previous exchange matches between Wen Gong and Wen Yuan, we always lost more and won less, but also because this time when the quotas were compared, because of the appearance of Wen Liang, Feng Shaoyang, Zhou Xiucai, and Meng Erhu, there were four consecutive players.
It squeezed out the places of some other students, which made some people in the liberal arts college look down upon the people in the liberal arts palace.
Moreover, Su Ping'an had learned about Guan Feng's domineering temper as early as when Confucian sage Wen Shan was the Confucian sage, but he didn't expect that this guy would still be like this after so long.
It's not that the latter has any malicious intentions, he's just being mean and acting out his temper.
Feng Shaoyang had endured it once before when he was down there, but now that he saw Guan Feng laughing at the Wen Palace people again, he couldn't bear it anymore. Regardless of the crowd around him, he stood up and stared with a cold face.
Looking at the other party, he said: "Why, do you, the Great Literary Master Guan Feng, also want to test whether the people from our small place are strong or not with their fists?!"
