After a while, the Third Prince finally recovered and quickly bowed to Jiang Wan'er with a look of shame on his face.
"Your Majesty, everyone, this prince is impolite!"
"What the Shangjiu Master just said is right. My knowledge is too shallow."
"I've never drunk anything so strong!"
“This is real wine!”
Shang Henshui laughed loudly and said, "Your Highness the Third Prince, does this wine deserve the title of the best wine in the world?"
Although he was reluctant to admit it, the Third Prince still nodded with difficulty.
"It's well deserved!"
"This wine is unparalleled in strength, unique in its kind!"
"He deserves to be the best in the world!"
Shang Henshui smiled and said, "Since the Third Prince likes it so much, you can take some with you when you return home."
The Third Prince quickly thanked him: "In that case, thank you very much!"
Zhao Hao on the side rolled his eyes and glared at Shang Henshui fiercely.
This old man actually used his things as gifts.
Jiang Wan'er smiled and said, "The others can have a taste as well, but don't drink too much in one gulp."
After what happened with the third prince, the entire delegation no longer had the composure they had at the beginning.
The momentum was suppressed.
Seeing this situation, Princess Li Ge couldn't help but frowned slightly.
After everyone drank a few cups, she slowly stood up and bowed to Jiang Wan'er.
"The banquet is in full swing. May I ask Your Majesty when we can start the literary competition?"
As soon as the word "literary fight" came out, everyone stopped moving.
The relaxed smiles on the faces of the ministers of the Gan Kingdom also disappeared.
The delegation was obviously trying their best to regain their position and the momentum that had been suppressed in the upcoming literary duel.
Jiang Wan'er always had a faint smile on her face. She nodded and spoke softly.
"Okay, since Princess Li Ge has said so, let's start right away."
The rules of the literary duel were agreed upon in the afternoon.
There are three rounds in total.
The first round is: Tossing pot and flying flowers.
Two people from each of the three kingdoms.
There is a quiver ten meters away. After each person throws an arrow, he or she has to recite a poem in the form of flying flowers.
Moreover, when connecting poems, they are not done randomly.
First of all, the poems should be in five-character and seven-character verses.
Secondly, when the first person says the title word, the title word should be the first word.
The second person to continue is to make the title word the second word in the poem.
And so on.
This is the flying flowers in the pot.
If you fail in pitching the pot, you are out of the game.
If Feihua fails to receive the poem, he will also be eliminated.
As soon as Jiang Wan'er finished speaking, several palace maids appeared and immediately started to set up things in the center of the hall.
First, he put the quiver in place, measured the distance of the quiver, and placed the special arrows aside.
Zhao Hao approached Shang Henshui and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Shang, which of you three will go up here?"
Shang Henshui said: "The first difficulty of this game of throwing pots and flying flowers is to practice it physically, and the second difficulty is to master the verses. Duan Yu has no problem with poetry, but throwing pots is his weak point, so this old man and Wen Siye will perform."
Zhao Hao understood. He and Wen Siye often played this game of pitching pots, so he had a better chance of winning.
After saying that, the two of them walked out.
As for the delegation, they also showed up.
The State of Wu consists of an old man and a young man.
The old man looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He was not tall and his hair and beard were all white.
The young man was also not tall, with a smile on his face, revealing two very distinctive fangs.
As for the Kingdom of Shu, there was a man and a woman who appeared.
The man was a middle-aged man, about forty years old.
He has a very strong body.
As for the woman, she looked so weak and frail that I felt sorry for her.
Although not as pretty as Princess Li Ge, her temperament is quite special.
How to describe it?
Lower your eyebrows and be submissive.
Like a punching bag.
When people see it, they will feel pity.
The six people walked to the center of the hall, and Princess Li Ge bowed to Jiang Wan'er again.
"Your Majesty, please grant me the title."
Jiang Wan'er said calmly, "It is the golden autumn season, and winter has not yet arrived, so let's use the word 'autumn' as the title."
The topic of autumn is relatively simple.
When Zhao Hao heard it, he found it interesting. It was the same topic as the one he had used in the literary debate with Lu Huairen at the Golden Autumn Conference.
Once the topic was given, the literary contest officially began.
There are six people in total in the Three Kingdoms.
Flower arrangement sorting.
First it was the old man from Wu, then the old man from Shang, and then the woman from Shu...
One after another.
After three consecutive rounds, no one made a mistake.
One hundred percent hit rate.
The poetry and lyrics were also performed without any delay.
Zhao Hao stood aside and watched, he was totally shocked and amazed.
No wonder pedantic scholars love to do this when they are writing poetry or drinking at banquets.
It really feels tense and exciting.
Especially when the stakes are so high.
If he were to play in this situation, he would definitely be defeated in just one round, let alone three or five rounds.
Because he had never played pitching pot before, the original owner had gone to brothels to play with women, so he had quite a lot of experience and was also able to beat people.
But playing pot tossing is definitely not possible.
So he couldn't inherit the skill of pitching pot.
As for poetry and flying flowers, there is no need to mention it.
It can be said that he knows not only a single poem in this world but also knows nothing about it.
After six rounds, no one made a mistake.
Jiang Wan'er changed the topic and the literary battle continued.
It was still six rounds, and this time the first person finally made a mistake.
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