A hint of approval appeared on Jiang Wan'er's bright and elegant face again.
"Smart, it's a relief that you can think of this level of thunder."
Zhao Hao said, "Your Majesty, can't we refuse?"
Jiang Wan'er said softly, "The wonderful thing about this is that I can't refuse it."
Zhao Hao was puzzled: "Why is this?"
Jiang Wan'er: "First of all, they proposed to solve the problem through literary competition. This is a kind of sincerity. We cannot refuse this sincerity."
"Secondly, although they are afraid of a big fight with me, they will be more afraid of thunder bombs."
"If we were given enough time to recuperate, what do you think would happen?"
Zhao Hao understood: "So they are afraid, and they are very likely to take risks, and literary fighting is the best way they can think of!"
Jiang Wan'er nodded: "This is also the method we need to do our best."
Zhao Hao understood it completely.
Literary fight.
For the two countries of Wu and Shu, they did not have to go to war with Dagan, nor did they have to make the situation irreversible.
For Da Gan, there is no need to go to war, but time can be gained for recuperation.
So Jiang Waner said that this matter may seem like a joke, but the beauty of it is that no one can refuse it.
"So your majesty wants me to come here to participate in this literary competition?"
Deep down, he didn't want to participate.
Because this is not the kind of brainless online novel plot in the previous life.
Just come up and write a poem, pretend to be cool and amaze everyone.
He remembered that he had read a historical time-travel novel called "Queen, Please Spare My Life, and I Will Present You Treasures", which was quite well written.
Although there are flaws, it is generally quite logical.
The most important thing is that the author named Silver Snake Man is very handsome.
Well, that’s getting off topic.
The two words "wendou" actually contain a lot of meaning.
Fighting flowers.
Fighting grass.
Fighting crickets and grasshoppers.
They are all considered literary battles.
Moreover, even when competing in poetry and prose, most of the time it is not the kind of poetry or lyrics that are composed on the spot.
means.
Way.
There are countless of them.
Therefore, he really didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.
Jiang Wan'er said softly, "That's what I meant. However, I don't want you to participate directly. This is just an insurance policy."
Hearing her say this, Zhao Hao finally felt relieved.
"Your Majesty also knows that I don't like the knowledge in books, so if it's a normal literary duel, I'm afraid I really can't help much."
"However, I do have some inspiration for poetry. If you really need me for a literary competition, I will certainly take the lead."
This literary battle concerns a major issue.
and,
Jiang Wan'er only asked him to be a substitute player, not a main player, so he couldn't refuse.
Hearing him say this, Jiang Wan'er nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, Zhao Hao, you really didn't disappoint me."
"I deserve your words: look at the world with a white eye, and serve the country with a loyal heart."
Zhao Hao said quickly: "Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. Zhao Hao has nothing but a little knowledge of poetry. If I can use this to repay Dagan and Your Majesty, I will do my best."
Jiang Wan'er narrowed her beautiful eyes and nodded gently.
"Well, since you have agreed to this, you can't be a white body."
"How about this, I will give you the position of Director of the Imperial Academy."
"You lead first."
"Wait until this literary duel is over, and I will make the appropriate arrangements."
When Zhao Hao heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, I can't be an official!"
Isn't this talking about the cat basket?
Going around and around.
Got myself into trouble.
Before in Shanglin Garden, he had clearly expressed that he had no intention of becoming an official.
then,
His Majesty didn't say anything.
I just said softly, "You are so lazy at such a young age."
There is no intention to force it.
Why are you changing your mind now?
Isn't this a trap for Brother Ritian?
Jiang Wan'er glanced at him.
"We are receiving the envoys from both countries. Those present are all important officials in the court."
"How can you participate as a commoner?"
"I know what you mean, I just want you to have a name in the Imperial College."
"It's just for convenience."
Zhao Hao wanted to negotiate the price, but when he saw Jiang Wan'er's eyes, he swallowed his words back.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Wan'er said softly, "Tomorrow afternoon, the envoys of the two countries will arrive in the Imperial Capital, and the literary duel will be arranged in the evening."
"Go to the Imperial College to find Shang Henshui tomorrow morning."
"He'll arrange it for you."
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask him."
Zhao Hao had no choice but to nod and accept the order.
On the way back, I still felt like I had been cheated.
But he had no evidence.
The next morning.
Imperial College.
Seeing him coming, all the students and deans immediately cast curious glances at him.
General Qingtian's reputation is still very loud.
Who can do such a heinous thing as teasing a princess in the street, unless he is a bastard for three lifetimes?
Of course, it is also because he recently opened the First Floor and launched a dry wine named after his country.
It made his reputation even more famous.
Almost everyone knows him.
"Mr. Zhao, what brings you to our Imperial College?"
Zhao Hao was walking forward with his head down when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
Turning around, I saw that it was Wen Siye, whom I had met once at the Golden Autumn Literary Conference.
"It's Wen Siye. I'm here to look for Shang Jijiu. Can you please show me the way?"
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