Ying Wuji looked ahead and saw Jiang Taiyuan sitting in the carriage and turning his head to bare his teeth at him, which made him feel a pain in his balls.
How did this guy become the Minister of Music of Zhou Dynasty?
and……
What role is he playing?
Is he a dog of the Zhou royal family, or a traitor who has infiltrated the Zhou royal court?
Can he represent the attitude of the Yang Zhu School?
Oh shit!
My head hurts.
Fortunately, Shangmo Bookstore was not far from the palace, and he arrived at Chongli Palace in a short while.
The venue has been decorated and looks solemn and dignified.
There were chime bells placed on both sides of the ritual path, which emitted a majestic sound when struck by officials from the music bureau.
There was still an incense stick of time before the event began. Nearly ten thousand students from hundreds of schools of thought took their seats under the guidance of palace maids and eunuchs. In front of each of them was a basin of clean water, which would be used for washing hands and faces later.
No one paid too much attention to this.
What they are most concerned about has always been the upcoming debate among 100 schools of thought.
They all received a notice last night saying that the simulation might take a long time and it would be best for them to bring dry food.
Such a spectacular sight is rare to come by once in a thousand years, and as it involves the dispute among hundreds of schools of thought, it makes people yearn for it even more.
"Brother Ying, here we come!"
Zhao Ning smiled and waved to Ying Wuji. She did not occupy the quota for elite students, so she could not sit in the first two rows. However, it was not a problem for her to use her privilege to be arranged in the third row.
Ying Wuji sat in front of her, turned around and asked, "What did your majesty say?"
Zhao Ning smiled and said, "Your Majesty said that since you have made up your mind to walk the path of a king, you should not be afraid of any enemy! If he jumps up and down for me today, we are worried; if he jumps up and down for him tomorrow, we are worried; if he jumps up and down for you the day after tomorrow, we are still worried! If we keep worrying, then are we going to continue on this path? No matter who he is, we will just crush him all the way!"
“Tsk!”
Ying Wuji couldn't help but admire: "Your Majesty has really figured out the personal pronouns!"
Zhao Ning: “…”
I'm getting so excited talking like this, Brother Ying, isn't it a bit rude of you to say that?
However, seeing Ying Wuji taking it so calmly, she felt much more relieved.
When she went to report yesterday, she was actually in a very heavy mood, because before that, I was just a troublemaker, no matter how disgusting she was, she could not be brought to the court.
But first he tried to control Luo Xiang with the Danqing Soul-Transferring Technique.
Later, he was infiltrated by one of the masters of Confucianism, Mohism and Legalism.
Both their ambition and strength had reached a point where she had to face them.
It was not until last night when I listened to Zhao Ji's "The Road to Kingship" that I felt much more open-minded.
"My father's path to becoming a king is indeed fascinating! Don't you agree, Master Wuji?"
A familiar voice sounded.
The two turned around and found that Pingling Jun Zhao Qi was walking towards them with a smile and sitting next to Ying Wuji.
Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows: "Oh? It seems that Pingling Jun also wants to follow this path of becoming a king?"
"Of course!"
Zhao Qi laughed heartily and said, "Your Majesty is a rare hero in the world, and he is also my father. As a son, how could I not want to inherit his legacy?"
“Well said!”
Ying Wuji clapped his hands in admiration, but soon asked another question: "It is said that a few days ago, a scoundrel who was good at using evil means wanted to search my soul? Lord Pingling, why don't you tell me whether the road to becoming a king is wide enough to accommodate such a scoundrel?"
Zhao Qi: “…”
[Hint]: When the target's emotional fluctuation value exceeds 90, you will randomly obtain the yellow-level technique "Water Walking Technique".
Why is it another running skill?
This guy, why is he thinking about running away every day?
How many bad things have he done?
He looked at Zhao Qi's dark face and couldn't help but sneered: "Why are you pretending to be so arrogant?"
Zhao Qi's face was gloomy. He had long heard of Ying Wuji's bad reputation and had experienced it once at the literary meeting that day.
But it was not until today that he deeply realized that as long as Ying Wuji is unhappy with you, you can never expect to get a good look from him.
Even people like Luo Xiang were angered by him time and time again.
Why are there such people in this world?
"Hahaha! Young Master Wuji scolded well!"
Tian Wenjing also laughed and sat over, looking at Zhao Qi with contempt: "You are called Lord Pingling? I heard that you are quite famous outside, and people call you the Little Marquis of Li State, but after seeing you today... I really don't know what kind of evil things Marquis Tian did to deserve such a move by you!"
Zhao Qi felt a tightness in his chest, thinking, if I can't cure Ying Wuji, how can I not cure you?
After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively, "Did she give birth to you?"
Tian Wenjing: “???”
That's better.
Originally, only Zhao Qihongwen was there.
Now both of them are red and warm.
"whispering sound……"
Two seats away, Wei Meng sneered, knelt on the ground, and looked straight ahead, but he was talking to Ying Wuji: "If the power of words can help the royal family solve the financial crisis, I'm afraid the academy would have been built by now, right?"
"Yes! If that is really the case, with Master Wuji's eloquence, he should actually return to Gan State. With such generous financial support, it won't take many years for Gan State to sweep across the world."
Tian Wenjing joined in with a smile. He had just challenged Zhao Qi because he felt that Zhao Qi was easier to challenge, not because he had a good relationship with Ying Wuji.
After all, these days, he has deeply realized a truth, that is, many strange people have come to the Hundred Schools Festival, and these people have their own angles to criticize others, and he may not be able to win the criticism.
So he realized that he would help whoever had the advantage.
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