Lin Qingti sat down calmly, smiled and nodded towards the Western Zhou crowd.
Gao Dexiang looked gloomy and nearly pinched someone while lying on his seat.
Lin Qingti was born as a top scholar in Sanyuan. He was talented, talented, talented, talented, handsome, talented, talented...
Let’s fight, who can beat him?
By chance, there was an ignorant villain next to him who turned a deaf ear to him: "Dad, you will torture him severely later and make him lose face!"
Gao Dexiang: Son, please be more careful. It will probably be your father who is disgraced later.
The poems and songs that determine the outcome of the final round have officially begun!
Liquor Judgment: Fine wine, old man, and willow, combine the three words to compose a poem.
Gao Dexiang: Holding your breath and concentrating, the racks in your head are spinning very fast. I have spent my whole life learning almost as if searching for my guts, and finally composed a satisfactory poem!
Lin Qing's question: The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle. I pondered for a moment and composed several songs in succession from different angles and different moods. Which one do you want to listen to?
first blood！
Wine Judgment: donkey, fine wine, scholar, sunset, each sentence needs to use one word. Each person composes a sentence to form a poem. If you can't connect it, you lose.
Gao Dexiang: I suppressed my panic and once again used my lifelong talents, only to find that when the book was used, I regretted it. I felt so regretful that the more I did, the more I felt guilty!
Lin Qing's question: Leisurely and contented, the inspiration in your mind is like gurgling water, inexhaustible and inexhaustible, the more you work, the more courageous you become!
double kill！
Liquor Judging: Use the name of the winery to which you belong as the name of the brand, and the main theme should be around the winery to which you belong.
Gao Dexiang: I was sweating profusely and lost two rounds in a row. Anyway, I lost in the end. I simply left some hair and started to fill in the blanks.
Lin Qing's question: I am the winner. While writing lyrics, I feel happy that I have helped Yao'er. At the same time, I lament that the other party's talent is really lacking. Winning is like playing house...
triple kill！
Gao Dexiang: Death!
Gao Chongguang, the little bastard who had just been arrogant and arrogant in front of Lin Qing for a while during the essay battle, silently comforted his father: "In addition to reading a few books and composing a few words, he looks better." , became a minister by luck, and also has a niece who is a concubine, how can he compare to dad? "
"Dad, at least you have a son with a bright future like me!"
Gao Dexiang: I feel even worse.
Lin Qingti humbly raised his hand and said: "Gao Shilang, I accept the concession."
Gao Dexiang was thicker-skinned than ordinary people, so he couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this moment: "Lin Shangshu has great literary talent, and the lower officials are convinced."
Inside the screen, Yun Yaoyao, who had watched the whole game, commented: "What a hearty and satisfying show of shame!"
The people watching cheered thunderously, and were impressed by the two poems written by Lin Qing. Some women even shyly threw sachets to express their feelings.
The people in Du Kangge looked gloomy, and the people in Cup Immortal were overjoyed. The two wineries disliked each other even more. I don’t know which mechanism was triggered, and the two families started to fight again.
The wine judges were exhausted mentally and physically: "Don't fight, stop fighting, don't fight anymore!"
After Gao Chongguang comforted his father, in order to vent his anger, he quietly hid in the crowd, picked up the sachet and threw it at Lin Qingti.
Lin Qingti, who was originally calm and composed, became embarrassed and blushed in order to avoid the smashed sachet and introduce marriage to the enthusiastic people.
All living beings with various appearances, this is the most vivid scene on the streets of Beijing.
Yun Yaoyao was fascinated by it unconsciously.
Suddenly, light snow fell from the sky without warning, and the white snow fell all over the sky, freezing the scene.
Everyone stopped and looked at the sky.
Yun Yaoyao also looked up at the falling snow and murmured to herself: "This year's winter has come so quickly..."
She remembered the strange phenomenon Yan Chi had in the winter of a certain year in the original novel.
First, there were seven days of warm winter sunshine, which gave all the people hope for this winter. Then a strong cold hit, and there was heavy snow for seven days and nights, destroying countless hopes.
In order to seize the opportunity to cause a civil uprising and usurp the throne, Tu Shanze and Du Guanliu withheld the grain, charcoal and winter clothes allocated by the court for disaster relief, and also used grain, charcoal and winter clothes to make money from the disaster.
During these seven days, countless people and livestock froze to death and starved to death. After the seven days, there were no more beggars on the streets, they were all frozen corpses.
Yun Yaoyao's eyes were filled with coldness, and she stretched out her hand, and the white snow fell on her palm, and soon turned into nothingness.
She had already given orders to Pei Qianhuo to collect grain charcoal and winter clothes, and orders were also received from all over the northern Yanchi area.
The construction of the canal must also be accelerated...
This winter, she will never allow "the roads to freeze to death" to happen!
Tu Shanjin also looked up at the sky, and the white snow in the sky was reflected in his eyes, releasing soft light in wisps.
This is the first snowfall that he and the book of life and death have been exposed to. If they are exposed to snow together now, they will be together for the rest of their lives.
The road under his feet has always been bumpy and difficult, but fortunately, he met her, and everything has been smooth and prosperous ever since.
Now that he is her, he will do his best to protect her and give her the most beautiful and best things in the world!
Snow fell on their shoulders, and both of them were thinking a lot.
And Gao Dexiang looked up at the snow, and his heart felt even colder!
If you lose the wine fight, Du Kangge's half a century of work has been in vain. How should he explain it to Du Shangshu?
In the midst of desolation, a voice rang in my ears: "Mr. Gao, I'm here to invite you."
After half a stick of incense, in the restaurant, Gao Dexiang and Gao Chongguang looked at Yun Yaoyao at the head table, their mouths wide open.
Gao Dexiang: "Your Majesty!!"
Fortunately, he is cautious and does not offend anyone outside. Why is Your Majesty running outside the palace every day when you have nothing to do...
Gao Chongguang: "Your Majesty?!"
Think about it quickly, did he offend His Majesty with his reckless words just now...
Yun Yaoyao smiled and nodded: "It's me." Didn't you expect that? You're sweating profusely now!
"No need to be restrained. I didn't expect to meet Gao Shilang and Gao Langzhong today and have a simple meal together."
Gao Chongguang immediately forgot about his father and came to Yun Yaoyao's side flatteringly.
Gao Dexiang ate the meal anxiously, imagining countless possibilities in his mind.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty really left after finishing the meal, and did not speak during the meal. It seemed that he really just took the two of them to have a meal casually.
Gao Dexiang frowned in thought.
Something was wrong, something was wrong, he always felt that something was wrong...
At this time, Yun Yaoyao and Tu Shanjin had already boarded the carriage back to the palace.
The carriage suddenly stopped in the middle of the journey. Long Yingwei, who was driving the carriage, turned back and said, "Sir, wait a moment. We have collided with the carriage coming from the opposite direction. I will open the way immediately."
A clear and soft voice came from the opposite carriage: "Wang Qing, give way. Article 136 of the Yanchi Law stipulates that when carriages collide, the one without obstacles goes first. We should give way to the other party."
The groom on the opposite side immediately got out of the car and led the horse to make way for Yun Yaoyao's carriage.
The carriage continued to drive towards the palace.
Yun Yaoyao sighed: "This person can actually recite the Yanchi Law. If she hadn't been in a hurry to return to the palace, I would have really wanted to test her to see if she has the skills to be a female litigator."
Tu Shanjin replied to her: "Article 136 of the Yanchi Law is related to the taking of hostages. Driving is the responsibility of the groom. If she said anything like this, she must be being held hostage and asking for help."
Yun Yaoyao was startled and quickly sent out Long Shadow Guards to follow the carriage and act according to the opportunity.
When we returned to the palace, it was already past dusk.
News came from the Ministry of Punishment that half of the Huns' death knights had been captured, and the Ministry of Punishment was trying to find a way to pry their mouths open.
It happened that Yun Yaoyao was fine, so she took Tu Shanjin to Tianlao to see these death knights.
The Hun death knights were separated into various cells. They had all been tortured and forced to confess, but their eyes remained fierce and fearless, and they did not reveal any information.
Yan Qinghong wiped off the blood on his face and body before respectfully stepping forward: "Your Majesty, these death knights are not afraid of anything at all. Based on my experience, I am afraid it will be difficult to extract information in the end..."
In the cell, seeing Yun Yaoyao and Tu Shanjin approaching, several death knights suddenly rushed over and hit the iron prison hard, making a harsh sound.
He was still roaring Hun-nu words in a provocative demonstration without any fear, and his rough laughter resounded throughout the dungeon.
Yan Qinghong quickly whipped the people down, but to their surprise, they became even more energetic, looking fearless about life and death.
Yun Yaoyao frowned in thought.
Tu Shanjin imitated the brain circuit of the book of life and death and thought: "Let Gao Chongguang scold them for three days and three nights, maybe there will be something to gain?"
"You can try, but it's not necessary."
Yun Yaoyao used her clever little mind to think and think, and she actually came up with a possible solution.
She called Yan Qinghong and whispered: "Find a few people who can sing Xiongnu songs and play Hujia pipa."
Yan Qinghong was a little puzzled.
"After they were tortured, they sang some tear-jerking Hun songs and played the Hujia pipa to make people feel homesick."
Yan Qinghong continued to listen.
"The Huns have a special affection for horses and regard them as soul mates. Then select some spiritual horses and put them in the prison to accompany them."
Yan Qinghong seemed to understand something.
"There is a person in the harem who promised to be named Wu Tingshou, who can speak animal language, and let her communicate with horses afterwards."
"By the way, there is another person named Xia Ruichu in the harem who has extraordinary hearing and vision. Let her hang out in the prison next door, maybe there will be unexpected gains."
Yan Qinghong's eyes lit up: "Wonderful, really wonderful!"
"Your Majesty is worthy of being called the True Dragon Emperor. He is wise and wise beyond the reach of humble ministers!"
Yun Yaoyao smiled and thought of something else: "By the way, bring me my rice bucket too. I eat so much fodder every day, so it's time to play some role."
The rice pail, which was showing off the fodder to the royal horse, snorted, and the horse's hooves scraped the ground uneasily.
Could it be that the two-legged beast is trying to become a monster again...
