The emperor and even the court officials were silent for a moment.
Although their Great Xia literary style is good, it is not to the extent of prosperity, right?
When it comes to the flourishing of literary style, Daxia, which was originally founded on military power and had many aristocratic families competing with each other across the country, was still a little behind Nanyou, which had emphasized literature over military power since its founding.
The compliment that Tangxi Lu gave them was a bit heavy!
But since Tangxi Lu had said so, they couldn't admit that they were incompetent and could only accept the challenge.
Emperor Jingxi looked at the young man who was pushed out by Tangxi Lu. The other party looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. Whoever looked at him showed a shy smile.
If this young man was from Daxia, Emperor Jingxi would have to praise him for being so well-behaved and saying that he looked like someone who could do great things.
It’s a pity that the young man is from Nanyou.
Emperor Jingxi did not forget that the other party came to cause trouble. To be honest, he was not surprised at all that Nanyou would make such a fuss.
He had previously felt that Nanyou was asking for peace too early and that there would definitely be trouble later, and many ministers had agreed with his speculation.
That's why he wanted to send a princess to Nanyou for marriage, to temporarily stabilize the restless Nanyou. He didn't want to go to war with Nanyou in the short term.
If a national war of this scale were to break out again, the treasury of Daxia would be empty.
When it comes to intelligence and talent, the first person that Emperor Jingxi thought of was the Seventh Prince.
He was born with a photographic memory. Who could compare with him in memory?
But Tangxi Lu was competing in poetry and calligraphy. The Seventh Prince seldom wrote poetry, and Emperor Jingxi was not sure whether he had any talent in reciting poetry and composing prose.
Except for the seventh prince, the second prince has the best talent in writing poetry and prose among all the princes.
But the second prince was already over the age of coming of age, while Tangxi Lu's cousin was only fourteen or fifteen years old.
In terms of winning or losing, if the second prince wins, it will be bullying the weak; if the second prince loses, it will be a disgrace to Da Xia.
Emperor Jingxi looked at the two of them, then looked at Yan Cheng, who was also young and intelligent.
But he found that Yan Cheng was absent-minded, with a blank look in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and it was obvious that he didn't take Nan You's provocation seriously.
Emperor Jingxi shook his head in his heart. Although his son was intelligent, his talent in writing poetry was disappointing.
He had seen the test papers left by Yan Cheng when he took the imperial examination, and found that except for the poetry part, the answers in other parts of each test paper were very good.
Besides Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba, the other two who were about the same age as the young man...
Emperor Jingxi sighed silently. Xiaoliu and Yue'er were not as talented as Xiaoba in poetry.
After looking around for a long time, Emperor Jingxi believed that the Seventh Prince was the most likely to win face for Daxia, and looked at the Seventh Prince eagerly.
I hope the Seventh Prince will take the initiative to accept the challenge.
In this way, if the Seventh Prince loses, others can only say that the Seventh Prince is not as skilled as others, but they cannot say that he has poor vision and chose the wrong person.
The Seventh Prince seemed unaware and calmly stuffed his favorite food into his mouth from the table of lukewarm dishes.
I ate little this morning and feel a little hungry.
What does sparring have to do with him?
He is just a teenager with low emotional intelligence and simple personality. How could he take the initiative to stand up and solve problems for others?
The Ninth Prince noticed that Emperor Jingxi had high hopes for the Seventh Prince.
The emperor always says that he is his favorite son, but when something happens, the first person he thinks of is Qu Zhaoheng. It doesn't seem like he likes him the most.
The Ninth Prince was unwilling to accept this, but he also knew that he was not as smart as the Seventh Prince in studying.
He also knew that Daxia could not lose to Nanyou in the confrontation between the two countries. If he wanted to win in literature, he had to rely on Qu Zhaoheng.
The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth and reluctantly poked Yan Cheng's arm with his finger, hoping that Yan Cheng would remind the Seventh Prince to take the initiative to fight.
Yan Cheng, who was just thinking about how to trick Tang Xilu into running back home naked, said: "......?"
"Eighth Brother, Seventh Brother is the smartest among us brothers. It's time for Seventh Brother to show up and prove how outstanding the talents of our Great Xia are. Please remind Seventh Brother!"
The Ninth Prince was too tired to explain. Was he the only one who cared about Da Xia's reputation?
He tilted his head and glanced at other people's expressions out of the corner of his eye, and found that many people were looking at the Seventh Prince with expectant eyes, hoping that the Seventh Prince could bring glory to Da Xia.
The Ninth Prince breathed a sigh of relief.
He is normal, and the abnormal ones are Qu Zhaoheng and Qu Zhaoyun.
Yan Cheng thought about the development of the events that he had just heard, and realized that the two countries had now entered the stage of a literary competition.
She curled her lips, moved her arm away, ignored the Ninth Prince, and continued to stare blankly.
Respect cannot be eaten, and how can it be compared to my brother's thoughts? So what if Da Xia loses in this competition?
Will Daxia kneel down and call Nanyou the boss from now on?
Or can it change the fact that Nanyou took the initiative to seek peace?
Or maybe it will allow Nanyou to unify the world from now on, and there will be no more Great Xia in the world?
Yan Cheng went offline again, and the Ninth Prince had no choice but to call him the Seventh Prince.
No matter how much the Ninth Prince actually hated the Seventh Prince in front of others, he would always put on a show and call him "Seventh Brother" in a very affectionate manner.
The two of them had a bad relationship behind the scenes. Every time the Ninth Prince jumped around in front of the Seventh Prince as if he was wearing a fake skin, the Seventh Prince felt like he had eaten shit.
This time is no exception.
Feeling that if he pretended not to hear, the Ninth Prince would continue to shout, the Seventh Prince glanced at the Ninth Prince coldly, warning him to be quiet.
The Ninth Prince screamed even louder, and the Seventh Prince's eyelids twitched violently. He felt that if this continued he would have a nightmare tonight.
Yan Cheng, who was forced to be caught in the middle, couldn't stand it anymore. He was about to say something to the Ninth Prince, but he found that the Seventh Prince stood up slowly.
"Father, I boast that I am well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics. If I were not a member of the royal family and could not take the imperial examinations, I would have wanted to take the test long ago."
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