The Emperor's Son-in-Law

"Are all the swordsmen in your country so shady?"

"When you come to me, you actually bring such shameful things to hide your face."

The emperor looked at the two people.

The man has a tall figure and slender hands, and his age cannot be clearly seen.

The woman looked very young, with a tall figure and a slender waist.

But her arms are also slender, especially the knuckles on her hands are longer than ordinary people.

The emperor knew clearly in his heart that these two male and female swordsmen.

He must be one of the best sword masters in the world, judging from their physical talents.

And the reputation of Daxia Swordsman Lin Zhong makes people have to guard against him.

"Dad, who is that Northern Xia swordsman Lin Zhong?"

Duan Chun asked curiously.

"Lin Zhong is the commander-in-chief of the Northern Xia Imperial Guard Corps."

"I have been studying swordsmanship all my life. It is said that I am the best swordsman in the world today."

"But I have never fought against him, and I don't know what his strength is?"

Duan Ning replied softly, but there was a look of caution in his eyes.

Duan Chun was very surprised to see this, so that his father, a man with a straightforward temper, could do this.

Being able to be so vigilant, it seems that Lin Zhong is indeed a master.

But this time only two disciples of Lin Zhong came.

Why do you feel that Dad is a little nervous?

"His Majesty the Emperor Dakang is joking."

"After a while, the two of them will set up a ring in the center of the square."

"Let the swordsman of Dakang come on stage to challenge."

"If anyone can defeat the two of them with sword skills."

"Then it's a big win."

"If it continues for an hour or more, no one will dare to come on stage to challenge."

"Then let me win one game in Daxia."

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Liu Wendong said proudly.

"What a loud tone."

"Leave the ring and let the challenge come..."

"You win if no one dares to fight within an hour?"

"Okay, I agree to your competition rules."

The emperor glanced at the ministers on one side and nodded slightly at them.

Knowing that the manpower was ready, he said directly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You two, you can go and set up the arena."

"Light the incense candles, and within one hour, no more swordsmen from the Kang Kingdom will come to the stage to fight."

"You can make great contributions to Daxia in a moment!"

Liu Wendong turned around and said.

"Here!"

They both saluted, turned and walked down the steps.

At this time, there were envoys from various countries outside the other four palaces, as well as countless guests in the square.

I have just received the marriage decree from His Majesty the Emperor, as well as the conditions for the competition from the Northern Xia Mission.

Suddenly, the whole square was filled with people...

"Damn Northern Xia barbarian, how dare you send swordsmen to set up a challenge in my Dakang!"

"Everyone, who dares to challenge me?"

"Brother, that is the disciple of Lin Zhong, the number one swordsman today. Can you do it?"

…

On the high platform, Liu Wendong was still proposing his second challenge.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Dakang, this is a painting that my Grand Master of Daxia just completed a few months ago."

Liu Wendong waved his sleeves and saw two men wearing gauze hats opening the brocade boxes they were carrying.

Take out a long scroll and unfold it as it unfolds.

I saw an ink landscape painting on it.

A large river flows zigzag between the mountains, and there are large bamboo forests in the mountains.

A small boat floats in the river outside the bamboo forest.

At the front of the boat, a scribe in a long robe and cloth hat held a wine glass.

It seems that I am admiring the mountain scenery and the beautiful bamboo forests on both sides of the strait...

As soon as this picture was unfolded, all the officials in Dakang frowned.

Because this scribe is wearing a Northern Xia robe, and this kind of river scenery can only be found in the south.

The thoughts hidden in this picture are all understood by all the officials of Dakang.

These are the guys from Northern Xia who want to deliberately humiliate Dakang!

Duan Chun was also looking at the ink painting carefully.

But he is a modern person after all and knows nothing about this kind of ancient ink painting.

I don’t know what this picture means?

"Envoys from Northern Xia, you were still complaining just now."

"My Dakang's dance music has humiliated you Bei Xia."

"Now, what does the painting you took out mean?"

"I still want to say, have you always coveted my great fortune?"

Zhang Ke stood up and asked.

"Zhang Lingshi misunderstood."

"This picture was painted by my Grand Master Daxia."

"The Grand Master has studied painting all his life, and he especially likes places with beautiful scenery."

"This picture is just what the grand master drew after he visited the scenery of the southern country."

"How can you say you appreciate the scenery and covet the country?"

Liu Wendong replied with a smile.

"Okay, don't fight over these useless things."

"I'm not interested, envoy, please tell me."

"How do you want to compete with this picture?"

The emperor asked with a frown.

He is the emperor on horseback and knows very little about these elegant painting techniques.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, the foreign minister brought out this picture."

"There are two ways to compete."

"The first type is that there are many elegant and famous people in Dakang."

"Only one person can draw a picture on the spot tonight."

"The one who can surpass this picture of our Grand Master will win."

Liu Wendong smiled.

As soon as these words came out, the Dakang ministers on both sides frowned.

They all know that Northern Xia Taishi's paintings are first-rate in the world.

If they are given some time, they may find a famous artist,

who can paint a better painting.

But tonight...

The emperor understood as soon as he saw the faces of his ministers.

"What about the second way of competition?"

The emperor asked.

"Your Majesty, have you seen that this picture still has most of the space blank?"

"There is a picture but no poem."

"It's because my country's Tai Shi once said that he couldn't think of a better poem to match this picture."

"So this time, the foreign minister brought this picture of the parade to Kangguo."

"I just want to match this picture with a quatrain poem."

"Whoever can write a good work to match this picture, Kangguo will win."

"Kangguo can choose one of these two conditions."

Liu Wendong smiled.

"I know."

"Let them go down and set up the arena."

"I'm waiting to see the performance of the talents of Dakang."

The emperor said lightly.

"I obey your order."

Liu Wendong waved his long sleeves, and the two of them put away the picture and put it into the brocade box.

After the salute, he turned and walked down the high platform.

"The third competition is these three peerless zither girls."

"They will perform a song of Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix."

"If someone in your country can compete with her in a song, his zither skills can surpass her."

"The winner is the winner. If not, then the winner."

"I am sorry for that."

Liu Wendong smiled and pointed at the remaining three women wearing light gauze hats.

"Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"

Xiao Yi and Zhang Ke, and even Shangshu Ling Yan Ziqiu, all widened their eyes instantly.

A group of civil officials also opened their mouths.

"What's wrong? Is Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix amazing?"

The emperor asked puzzled.

"Your Majesty, this song has been lost for more than a hundred years."

"I have only heard of it, but I have never heard of it."

"They are well prepared!"

Yan Ziqiu said quickly with a fist.

"It's just a zither piece."

"Is it really invincible?"

The emperor asked curiously.

"Your Majesty, the song of Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix is ​​about the phoenix appearing and all the birds submitting to it."

"It requires extremely high zither skills, and other zither pieces cannot compare to it."

"Until now, I have not heard of any other zither piece that can compete with it!"

Zhang Ke lowered his head helplessly.

"I... I am not worried."

"In the three questions, you only need to beat them twice."

"For this piece of music, if you lose, you lose."

The emperor sneered.

But his eyes were looking at Duan Chun who was standing aside in a daze...