Sure enough, the people in Southern Xinjiang have begun to make a fuss.
"Does anyone dare to compete? If not, then admit defeat."
"Yes, admit defeat. You are lucky to have made it to the mountain, but there is no chance of survival in this sea of fire. The gods only bless the brave."
"Really?" Song Jinxiu chuckled and prepared to stand up.
"Hahaha, let me compare this."
A loud laugh was heard and everyone looked over. It turned out to be the old prince Hexian.
Prince Hexian is the cousin of the current emperor. His title is Prince Xian. Because he loved playing the piano when he was young, he was nicknamed Prince Hexian.
Legend has it that he had a homosexual habit and had a son in his old age, who was named Prince of Yu.
"Uncle, you can't do that," the emperor hurriedly stopped him.
This imperial uncle is absurd and never attends court. Why is he here today? Still thinking about showing off.
The old prince smiled and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. Since I have come forward, I am quite confident."
As he spoke, he took off his shoes and socks to show everyone his feet.
I saw that there was a thick layer of calluses on the soles of his feet.
Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, the old prince laughed and said, "I have been playing the piano for a long time and my knees hurt. I got a hemorrhoid. I heated up sand and salt and walked on them for half an hour every day. I also applied moxibustion to the soles of my feet. Now my legs are much better."
As he spoke, he winked at the Left Prime Minister Wei Zhen and the others.
“Well, if you old guys have the same problem, you can try it.
snort! I'm not afraid of the hot salt sand, so why should I be afraid of this red-hot plowshare?
Your Majesty, this time I, your old uncle, can also help Cangwu. Your Majesty, please don't stop me. ”
The old uncle vowed to make use of his remaining energy to bring glory to the country. Song Jinxiu could not compete with an old dude for the "glory" he mentioned, so she had to retreat back into the crowd.
But to be on the safe side, she told Zhu Beichen the trick of applying salt to the soles of feet and using water to cool them down, and asked him to tell the old prince.
The old prince did well, and this time he "went into the sea of fire" and actually ended up in a draw.
After passing the two levels of "climbing the mountain and descending into the sea of fire", the atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became less tense.
The people in southern Xinjiang stared at each other with their eyes almost popping out.
These are the two most difficult links. How could they be cracked by the Cangwu people?
"Saint, let's not compete in poetry and songs. This Cangwu is the world of literati."
"As for mathematics, let's not compete with each other. I heard that Princess Kang Le is a master of mathematics. Her mathematics level is very high. Let's not show off our skills in front of an expert."
"Okay, then let's just sing a duet."
After listening to the second prince of southern Xinjiang for a long time, Song Jinxiu finally understood that the song was a duet of folk songs.
What a wonderful thing is to sing folk songs? The first thing that came to Song Jinxiu's mind was the classic scene where Liu Sanjie fought against the bully with folk songs.
Sing folk songs, sing folk songs. Hi, singing here and joining in over there, folk songs are like the spring river water, hi, not afraid of dangerous rapids and many bends. Oh, there are so many bends...
Beautiful mountains and rivers, high mountains and flowing water, beauties, scholars, handsome men, bullies...
It is a pleasure both visually and auditorily.
But look here again, the saint dressed in black with black lips, leading a group of old men from southern Xinjiang, singing folk songs with a group of old hays half buried in the ground in Cangwu. Isn't it destructive to one's worldview?
"Hi..." As the old man in the sea of fire spoke, Song Jinxiu got goose bumps all over her body.
This skinny old man was not too old, about fifty years old, but he was really ugly, with triangular eyes, a big nose, a pointed face, and a goatee. Not even as good-looking as the bully Mr. Mo in Liu Sanjie!
"It's already the third day of the third lunar month in Cangwu, and folk songs from southern Xinjiang are being sung. The brothers here start to sing, and the sisters over there can hear them..."
The man with the goatee sang and jumped back and forth with his arms crossed.
All the gentlemen in Cangwu were dumbfounded and looked at Song Jinxiu in unison.
"Princess, I'm your sister. You're the only girl here, so you should come and pick her up."
The emperor's face darkened. "Whose sister is he? Kangle is my princess. How can an old man like him be worthy of her?"
The old man on the opposite side spoke again, "Hey, the folk songs of Southern Xinjiang are like sunshine shining on the world. Why do people in Cangwu keep their mouths shut and dare not make a sound?"
Others pointed and laughed at this side and sang in unison, "Shut up, goose, why are you so arrogant?"
Everyone: "Your Majesty, let the princess continue singing. They are calling us shut-up geese."
The emperor glared at the official and said, "Take it."
The official made a bitter face and said, "I'm really not good at singing."
The Saintess of Southern Xinjiang and the Second Prince of Southern Xinjiang shouted, "If it doesn't work, admit defeat."
They know that nothing else can compare to this folk song-singing Cangwu people cannot get rid of this face.
"Bold,"
Eunuch Hai patted his buttocks, puffed out his chest, and shrilled, "Hey, children from Southern Xinjiang, don't be arrogant. Everyone in Cangwu is tolerant. Let's sing folk songs and compare our voices. Is my voice melodious and bright..."
"Hahaha," Song Jinxiu couldn't hold it back any longer and laughed out loud.
Eunuch Hai's face turned red because of her laughter. "Princess, please stop laughing. I am doing this for you, right?"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Eunuch Hai sings very well. How about I sing a song to meet that saint?"
When the emperor heard that he was going to sing a duet with the Saint Girl of Southern Xinjiang, he nodded in agreement.
Song Jinxiu was short, she jumped onto the stool, "Hey, Saint Sister, you're not good-looking, you look like a witch in black clothes, black shirt, your poisonous insects are so small, do you have any big ones to offer?"
When the Saint heard this, her face froze. It seemed that she had been discovered when she put the Gu. Could it be that Princess Kangle also knew about Gu?
"Hai, the princess' words are so annoying, the poisonous insect is so small, it's just teasing you, the poisonous python is so big, come and take the princess as food..."
"Hey, you black widow, how dare you scold our Cangwu princess?"
When Prince Hexian heard this, he also joined in with a hoarse voice.
For a while, the entire Supreme Harmony Hall Square was filled with folk songs. After a long time, the ministers of Cangwu could not help but try their hand. You sang a song, I roared a few times, it was simply horrible to watch.
But speaking of Songjia Village,
Song Sanzhu was really scared by Pang Dandan's call of "Dad" and hid at home for two days. Pang Dandan wandered around the door of the mansion for two days.
On the third day he could no longer hide, because the county magistrate came with representatives from each village, and he had to get to work.
He took Li Cheng over the wall and went straight to the field.
"The double-furrow plow is suitable for large flat plots of land with deep soil. In valleys or hilly areas, where the land is small and uneven, it is better to use a single-furrow curved plow."
Song Sanzhu works very seriously and is not at all arrogant.
The county magistrate had found experienced farmers and plowmen, so they quickly understood what Song Sanzhu had said.
"I'm just talking about the essentials and precautions. When it comes to actual use, you still have to figure it out. But one thing is that you have to pay attention to safety."
The village head also said quickly: "Yes, the princess has repeatedly emphasized that safety comes first."
Everyone was moved and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Long live the princess."
Song Sanzhu said quickly: "This is all from your majesty's heart. Your majesty loves the people like his own children. The princess is worried about your majesty."
My daughter has told me that no matter what we do, Your Majesty comes first.
Everyone knelt down and kowtowed, "Long live His Majesty."
Just after seeing off a group of people, Song Sanzhu turned his head and saw a fat figure in the distance. He was so scared that he ran home.
Li Cheng didn't understand why, but he hurried to follow.
"Dad, father-in-law, wait for me."
When Fat Dandan's voice came, Li Cheng almost fell down.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Yu Yu, cover the rear."
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