Chapter 67, the first round of the literary contest: policy discussion.

"His punches are incredibly weak, thumbs down!"

"Unsteady and weak gait, bad review!"

"He was out of breath after just a few moves, thumbs down!"

Cheng Yaojin was diligently providing his commentary...

thump.

Choi Shin-ki slipped and fell flat on his face.

"..."

Cheng Yaojin was stunned: "The worst of the worst!"

Li Shimin was so angry he almost ground his teeth to powder...

What did I just say?

Dedicated to nurturing the next generation?

Is this the next generation of my Great Tang Dynasty?

"Ha ha……"

However, Choi Sin-ki's fall caused the entire audience to burst into laughter.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, it undeniably dispelled some of the soldiers' frustration.

Choi Shin-ki patted his butt and stood up: "What are you laughing at? I'm just setting a bad example for you!"

Then, regardless of what others thought, he started practicing boxing seriously again.

My brother hasn't arrived yet, so I, Choi Shin-ki, will be the star of the show!

After a cup of tea...

Brother, good luck to you.

Snap.

Choi Shin-ki lay on the training platform, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

"Has Wei Shuyu not been found yet?"

Li Shimin's face was unusually gloomy.

He could see that Choi Shin-ki had already done his best, and now he could only think of another way.

"Your Majesty, the competition was ordered by you personally. Wei Shuyu avoided the battle and deserted his post, which constitutes the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"I implore Your Majesty to punish him!"

Changsun Wuji took a step forward and began to launch his attack.

"Your Majesty, Shuyu may have been delayed by something. Please forgive him," Wei Zheng quickly said.

He finally understood that Changsun Wuji was determined to destroy the Wei family.

I will remember this grudge!

“Wei Shuyu…”

Just as Li Shimin was about to punish him, a commotion arose in the distance.

Wei Shuyu walked toward the training ground with a cold expression, followed by two troublesome soldiers.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

When they arrived before Li Shimin, Wei Shuyu and the others clasped their hands in greeting.

"Wei Shuyu, don't you know today is the day of the competition? Why are you so late?"

Changsun Wuji pointed at Wei Shuyu and launched another attack.

"I've gone to investigate who attacked the princess," Wei Shuyu said, glancing at Changsun Wuji.

"oh?"

Changsun Wuji suddenly laughed: "So, have you found out?"

"Found it."

Whoosh...

In an instant, Cheng Yaojin, Fang Xuanling, and the others all turned their gazes toward Wei Shuyu.

They joined forces, but had no clue whatsoever.

Wei Shuyu found out in just one night?

"Do you know that the crime of deceiving the emperor is punishable by the execution of the entire family?"

"His Majesty's permission for you to redeem yourself through meritorious service is not child's play. Think carefully before you answer..." Changsun Wuji reminded him with a cold smile.

“Not only did the kid find out, he also caught him,” Wei Shuyu replied expressionlessly. “He’s on his way!”

"Shuyu, we can't make big promises."

Wei Zheng approached Wei Shuyu and whispered a reminder.

"Father, don't worry. Actually, we captured more than just two prisoners yesterday. There were a few others that I deliberately let go, all to find the person behind it all," Wei Shuyu explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Wei Shuyu with newfound respect.

"Alright."

Li Shimin finally spoke up: "We can talk about other things later. Let's start the duel first."

Seeing that Li Shimin had spoken, Changsun Wuji was no longer in a difficult position.

"promise."

Choi Shin-ki was gulping down ice water when he saw Wei Shu-yu and threw down his spoon.

"Brothers, the big pot's here! Let's cheer them on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his friends immediately shouted... "Big Brother is mighty! Big Brother is domineering!"

Wei Shuyu was speechless.

Get out of my way!

The reason for standing on the training platform is to let the soldiers experience this atmosphere.

There are messengers in the military camp who will pass on the conversation between the two people, layer by layer.

Li Shimin's speeches and the soldiers' morale-boosting efforts all relied on messengers...

"You've finally arrived."

Changsun Chong, dressed in a white robe, was full of vigor and high spirits. He had absolute confidence in this competition, but when he looked at Wei Shuyu, a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.

You know, he was almost knocked senseless back then.

What was most infuriating was that his father reported the matter to Li Shimin, who then dispatched an imperial physician.

Now, whenever he goes out, he feels like people are looking at him like he's an idiot.

This is an irreconcilable feud!

The culprit behind this is Choi Shin-ki.

But Wei Shuyu was Cui Shenji's older brother. If it weren't for Wei Shuyu, how could he have ended up like that?

Wei Shuyu ignored him...

In his eyes, Changsun Chong was just a little kid.

"Your Majesty, by your great grace, grants permission for the duel..."

At this moment, Wang De stood on the high platform and began to speak, rambling on for a long time before finally saying...

"The first round of the literary contest: policy discussion!"

"Proposition: On the Way to a Strong Military."

The soldiers were also captivated by these words.

They don't really care about literary debates; if you try to argue with them using fancy words, they won't understand...

But if it's a military matter, they can give you thousands of suggestions.

"Start the timer now, half an hour is allotted!"

As Wang De finished speaking, several soldiers carried a table and placed it on the training platform.

All the necessary items, including writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, were included...

What is that?

Do policy essays need to be written down?

Wei Shuyu was stunned. He thought that all he had to do was give a long speech on policy.

"Big Brother is mighty! Big Brother is awesome!"

Below, the fans kept cheering them on.

"..."

Wei Shuyu spread out the paper, held the pen, and for a moment did not know where to begin.

He was a soldier himself.

The path to building a strong military is something we can certainly touch upon.

But he really couldn't write those classical Chinese phrases.

bite.

"Master, your adorable and heartwarming baby is online! Activation of the Path of Civil and Martial Arts has been detected. A mission is now being issued..."

"Shut up."

system:"……"

"Give me a strategy report on building a strong military!"

System: "Master, you need to complete tasks first to get what you need. After completing tasks, you'll get points. Once you have points, you can..."

"Shut up."

system:"……"

"Just tell me, can you get me a policy essay?"

System: "Master, you need to complete the mission first. Completing the mission will earn you points, and with points..."

"roll!"

System: "-.-" (There will come a day when you'll beg this system for help.)

Meanwhile, in the stands, the courtiers were also engaged in lively discussions.

"Xuancheng, why hasn't your Uncle Yu started writing yet?" Li Shimin teased.

“It’s understandable to think things through before putting pen to paper,” Changsun Wuji chimed in.

"But he seems to be only eleven years old. Has he studied policy essays?"

"Wei Zheng's policy essays are excellent; he's a natural successor to his father, so he's bound to be good!"

Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji engaged in a sarcastic and ambiguous exchange.

"Sigh, it's all my fault. I feel like the policy essay questions I set are unfair to Shuyu..."

"Your Majesty, I remember that this was a question set by Wei Zheng himself."

"Really? So it was Xuancheng who set the question himself..."

After saying this, Li Shimin burst into laughter.