The Emperor's Son-in-Law

Situ Zheng, the Taifu of Northern Xia, was His Majesty the Emperor's biggest rival back then!

If it weren't for Situ Zheng guarding the southern border of Northern Xia, the emperor would have been blocked by Situ Zheng's army several times.

I'm afraid that Dakang's territory would have to stretch hundreds or even thousands of miles to the north!

For so many years, the emperor's most worried opponent was Situ Zheng.

There are also the rolling mountainous terrain in the southern part of Beixia.

If you want to conquer this dangerous mountainous area, you must prepare more soldiers.

More ordnance and more food and grass will do!

Now I see Situ Zheng's sons and daughters daring to come to Dakang to challenge them.

The emperor only felt the anger burning in his heart.

"Who can go into battle and challenge?"

The emperor shouted.

"Your Majesty, I have prepared the guests in the mansion."

"All those who are good at swordsmanship are on standby on one side of the square."

Wu Guogong Lin Hao clasped his fists and said.

"Very good, who wants to challenge famous paintings and poems?"

The emperor continued to ask.

"Your Majesty, I have summoned painters and talented people from the Kangxi area."

"Now we are rushing to Jing'an Palace."

"It won't take half an hour to let these guys in Bei Xia know."

"Since ancient times, talented people from our south have come to Dakang to compete in poetry and painting."

"They are bringing disgrace upon themselves!"

Xiao Yi cupped his fists and said.

Zhang Ke, Yan Ziqiu and other important ministers also bowed their heads and saluted.

"Then leave it to all my dear friends."

"As for piano skills, music and dance..."

The emperor glanced around, but all the important ministers and lords avoided the emperor's gaze.

The emperor then looked around for Duan Chun.

"Where's Duan Chun?"

the emperor asked.

"Your Majesty, I am here."

Duan Chun and Duan Ning had just arrived at the edge of the square.

"Leave it to Duan Chun to handle the music and dance of Bei Xia."

"My dear friends, you must not lose my face tonight."

“Let’s not lose the face of the Dakang Empire.”

"I have to win two of the three competitions!"

The emperor shouted loudly.

"I obey the order."

As a result, the emperor and the empress sat on the edge of the square.

The three competition venues were immediately filled with three large groups of densely packed people.

Duan Chun was ordered to challenge the Northern Xia music and dance skills. He walked near three Northern Xia women wearing bamboo hats and gauze.

Looking at the three guqins on the table in front of them.

"My three ladies, I heard that the music you prepared is the song "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix".

"Can you let me listen to it first?"

Duan Chun asked with a smile.

"The prince has a destiny."

"You slaves must obey it."

"But the slaves will only play it for you once."

"Next time if you want the slaves to play again, you have to wait until the official competition."

The gauze woman on the left lowered her head and said.

"What you mean is that you don't accept multiple rounds of competition."

"Only one challenge tonight?"

Duan Chun asked with a frown.

"Yes, there is only one piano competition."

"I hope the prince will be ready to compete again."

"Does the Crown Prince still want the slaves to play the song "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix"?

The woman on the right asked calmly.

"No need, the contestants haven't come yet."

"I'll wait and talk."

Duan Chun immediately shook his head.

He wanted to wait for Yueluo to come and listen to the song "A Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix" together.

Is it the suona music he heard in his previous life?

But in this era, the culture is very different from the history Duan Chun knows.

He must be ready to compete again.

But now, the one he is most curious about is among the three Northern Xia Qin girls.

The woman sitting in the middle...

He was not sure whether this girl was the Princess Xianhong of Northern Xia whom he had met before?

The women of Northern Xia have always covered their faces with veils and never revealed their true faces.

Duan Chun had already guessed in his heart that this was what Liu Wendong said.

The beauties from Northern Xia brought were gifts from the Emperor of Northern Xia to Emperor Dakang.

He will not be exposed to the public until he enters the palace and undergoes verification.

But this was Bei Xia's deliberate attempt to hide Princess Xianhong's appearance, just to carry out the next plot after the competition.

Therefore, he must destroy Bei Xia's conspiracy.

This Princess of Northern Xia must not be allowed to come close to His Majesty.

Duan Chun already knew the real culprit of Sifangguan's poisoning.

The princess must have deliberately sent someone to poison her after learning the news.

It can be seen that this princess is very thoughtful and came to Dakang just to play conspiracy!

Duan Chun walked out of the crowd and saw that his father had followed a group of nobles to the sword competition ring in the middle.

He was not interested in competing in swordsmanship, but cheers came from around the ring.

It seems that in the sword competition arena, someone has already gone up to the official competition.

Duan Chun walked directly to the opposite side, around the famous painting on display.

Many scribes were already gathered around, looking at the painting and thinking hard.

Duan Chun walked to the back of the crowd and looked at the picture.

I have been thinking about how to come up with a unique poem.

Let’s talk about winning this competition easily.

"Your Majesty, you are here."

At this moment, a familiar man's voice sounded in Duan Chun's ears.

When he turned around, he saw Du Wanqing saluting him.

"Master Du is here too."

Duan Chun replied with a smile.

"Young Master, Your Majesty did not ask you to deal with the piano competition."

"Why are you here?"

Du Wanqing asked with a smile.

"I'm still waiting for a happy girl to arrive."

"Come and take a look when you have nothing to do."

"Why, isn't it difficult to handle the competition here?"

Duan Chun looked at the front of the crowd. There were already three or four scribes standing in front of the desk.

He held the pen and looked at the painting, but there was no movement.

"It's really hard to deal with."

"The Grand Master of Northern Xia was known as the best painter in the world ten years ago."

"His landscape paintings have never been surpassed."

"If I want to paint a more powerful work than this painting..."

"Although there are talented people from generation to generation, it is difficult to create a painting that surpasses this painting overnight."

"It's simply an unsolvable problem."

Du Wanqing shook his head.

"Then what you mean is that you want to win this round."

"Can we only think of poetry?"

Duan Chun asked.

He had seen it just now. The painting was too grand.

There are mountains on both sides, plus trees and bamboo forests, and a river in the middle with spring water flowing southward.

Between the rivers, there is also a lone boat carrying a romantic scribe to guide the country.

It is difficult to have corresponding poetry to match such a painting.

Even Duan Chun, who has thousands of years of history, did not think of which poem to use to complement the picture.

Let these men of letters imagine a peerless poem out of thin air.

That is even more impossible to accomplish in a short period of time.

"Yes, we can only think of poetry."

"But there are ordinary poems that are a little bit underwhelming in front of this painting."

“Poetry must also be written according to the artistic conception of the painting.”

"If I want to match this picture, I think I'm not very talented and I can't do it."

Du Wanqing sighed helplessly.

Duan Chun focused his attention on the painting in front of him.

In fact, the first time he saw this painting, he thought of a song related to the painting and the person.

A very fitting poem...