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Chapter 249
"Third Prince, do you have any objections?"

The Emperor Tang felt elated. It was the third prince of the Wu Kingdom who was aggressive before. This time Zhang Twelve showed his face so much. How long would it be if he didn't hit his arrogance?
As soon as Emperor Tang said this, everyone's eyes were on the Third Prince of Wu, with gloating faces, and they wanted to see what he would say!
The third prince of Wu Guo bowed his head and took a deep breath. Although he was reluctant, how could he deny it in front of all these people?

Just as I was about to speak, I was interrupted by an envoy from the state of Wu: "Dare to ask Mr. Yang, do you have any words to write?"

Such a sudden sentence made Yang Zexin, who was almost forgotten by the crowd and stood alone in a corner, a little confused. He hadn't escaped from this rapidly changing environment. shook his head!
How dare he write lyrics again?

In the past, there was the third prince of Wu Guoshi, and later there was Zhang Twelve, the monster who turned out to be born out of nowhere. The lyrics written by the two are better than the other. Normally, Yang Zexin might be able to write a poem of high quality, but now—— His mentality has collapsed, how can he do it?

Compared with the third prince of the Wu Kingdom, Zhang Twelve was even more unbelievable to him. Who the hell is this?

Seeing Yang Zexin shaking his head, the envoy of Wu Kingdom was extremely happy, and said to Emperor Tang with a smile, "May I ask His Majesty, is General Zhang the one to fight with our third prince?"

Emperor Tang didn't know what he meant by asking this question, but subconsciously nodded and said, "Exactly!"

"Then Mr. Yang is naturally the candidate for the literary examination with our third prince?"

Seeing the smiling face of the envoy of Wu Kingdom, Emperor Tang already knew what he was going to say, and felt a little unhappy, but he continued to nod: "Exactly!"

"Then this competition - naturally our third prince won!"

Speaking of this sentence, the envoy of the State of Wu held his chest high and looked proud.

"What? They won? Why?"

"Even the two are said to be inferior to General Zhang—of course General Zhang won this match!"

"It's no wonder that this guy can be an envoy! You're really thick-skinned!"

"I've never seen such a brazen person..."

"........."

Civil officials can’t do anything else, but their swearing skills are very good. After a while, all kinds of words come out, and the advantage of civil officials’ swearing is that there are no dirty words in the whole article, but they can still scold people bloody head!

Zhang Twelve on the side was stunned. He would rather offend the military generals than offend these civil officials—the military generals will settle the matter with you, but these civil officials—oh, just thinking about it gives me a headache. !

And the envoy of the Wu Kingdom has been scolded to the point of being scolded, and his face is flushed, but he still has no fear, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, did our third prince win this essay test? Please, please!" Announce it!"

After saying this, the envoy of Wu State squinted at everyone very dissatisfied. Naturally, what he got was rolled eyes and cold snorts from everyone.

Although Emperor Tang was very reluctant to admit it, it was indeed the third prince of Wu who won!

The candidate they selected in advance for the essay test was Yang Zexin. Although Zhang Twelve was better at writing, he was not a candidate for the test!He is the king of a country. In this kind of matter, you can't keep your word, just do what you want!

Emperor Tang glared at Zhang Twelve again, thinking, I said you were so powerful and sent you to play, how can this matter?This Zhang Twelve, you will have to give him a good beating later!
After writing the poem, Zhang Twelve, who looked like a normal person, had already come to the side of the pavilion again, standing next to Mo Li, suddenly felt a chill from the crowd, and hurriedly tightened his clothes...

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"This literary test...the third prince of Wu State indeed won. This time the candidate for the literary test is the third prince of Wu State against Yang Zexin. Since Yang Zexin lost, then the third prince of Wu State won..."

This was said by Emperor Tang himself. Although everyone felt uncomfortable, they couldn't continue to refute. They just looked at the third prince of Wu and the envoys even more unkindly, and they were full of contempt!
Do you have the guts to win a competition like this?

"Your Majesty, is this a fight?"

Although his side won, the third prince's expression was obviously not good, and the envoys of the Wu Kingdom didn't make fun of themselves, but asked Emperor Tang.

"It's snowing heavily today, since the literary test is over, how about this martial fight? Don't worry, wait for the weather to clear up and then compete again! I wonder what the third prince of the Wu Kingdom thinks?"

Emperor Tang looked at the flying snow outside the pavilion, and asked.

"It's all up to His Majesty the Tang Emperor! Since I have tried it today, I will go back first and leave!"

After the third prince of the Wu Kingdom finished speaking, he simply turned around and left. He didn't want to stay in this place any longer!

It's just that when he left, he gave Zhang Twelve a hard look, his eyes were gloomy, and he was already thinking about how to make him suffer on the battlefield...

Zhang Twelve also sighed softly in his heart. Since he traveled to the Tang Dynasty, he has made enemies almost everywhere, and the ones he provokes are all cowhide characters. It turns out that he is a magistrate, a talented man in Jingzhou, and the grandson of the prime minister. Prince Wu...

It can be said that Zhang Twelve's trip to the Tang Dynasty was a journey of slapping faces from the bottom up.

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The third prince of Wu Guo left, and everyone in the pavilion cheered.

This competition was a strange one, the losers cheered, but the winners were ashamed, probably the Wu people would be ashamed to say they won when they went out by themselves, right?
"Since the essay test is over, dear friends, please go back! It's snowing and cold today, so go back and stay warm!"

Emperor Tang stood up and said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone bowed and left in an orderly manner.

Zhang Twelve also turned around, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Since there is no fighting today, why did you ask me to come early in the morning?It was a waste of me writing two poems, what a loss!
But looking at Mo Li next to him, he felt a little more balanced: Finding a senior sister is not a loss, right?
He was just about to leave with Mo Li, and asked some things about their teacher on the way—it would be better if she promised to teach him some kung fu, when Wu De stopped him: "General Zhang, stay a while!"

I was a little surprised, I have passed the competition, why call me?
But he still turned around, and Wu De called him, naturally it was Emperor Tang's instruction, and he looked at Emperor Tang's face—a bit smelly!
Wouldn't this blame him for losing the text test?That's too bad!It's not that I want to lose, I have to blame Yang Zexin, right?
Thinking of this, he began to search for Yang Zexin, and found that he was walking back with everyone with a sad face...

Forget it, life is already so difficult, so don't hit him anymore...

(End of this chapter)