The incense burner was about to burn out, and if Lin Ke'er didn't make a decision, she would be eliminated, but her eyebrows were solemn and she still hesitated.

At this point, Qin Hao couldn't help but sigh and said, "Let's write, I won't blame you, after all, I would have the same choice instead." ”

Before everyone could react to what was happening, Lin Ke'er glanced at Qin Hao gratefully, and immediately put down the pen, only to see that it was actually his own name on it!

The pen falls, and the winner is scored.

It doesn't matter whose name Lin Ke'er writes, what matters is what Qin Hao said just now - write down, I won't blame you.

As we all know, Qin Hao once stopped Li Shichong for Lin Keer, and later had the grace of giving medicine, so he was qualified to ask Lin Keer to vote for Yingziying.

But Qin Hao not only didn't do this, but was suspected of instigating Lin Ke'er to give up voting, which made everyone sitting on the side very puzzled.

After careful consideration, some people sighed as if waking up from a big dream: "It turns out that there are really saints in this world!" ”

I have seen a lot of things that harm others and benefit oneself, and now Qin Hao's self-benefit has made everyone sigh.

Lin Keer did not vote for Qin Hao with a crucial vote, protecting the safety and status of his family in the imperial city, but he also indirectly expelled Qin Hao from the ring.

Rao is like this, Qin Hao still advised Lin Ke'er to give priority to the safety of his family, and he gave up his precious qualification to compete for the king of Zhendong, which should be regarded as a saint's words and deeds.

A young man on the side bowed his hand to Qin Hao and said respectfully, "In the past, I only knew that you were a sect leader, but I never thought of you as a saint. ”

Qin Hao replied with a smile: "I'm not a saint, just a good person." There are so many bad people in this world that ordinary people mistake good people for saints. ”

"Killing people and setting fire to the gold belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses, if you want to be a good person, you can only end up in failure." A momentary thin voice said, "Our monks are destined to climb up by stepping on human heads, and those who can stand on a high place and look down are piled up with human heads on the soles of their feet, and only a strong man like my king is qualified to climb the peak of power." ”

It was a middle-aged man who spoke. Qin Hao was a little puzzled as to why the other party would say mean words to squeeze himself, but after carefully looking at the man's face, he suddenly realized, it turned out that this guy was a subordinate of Ying Ziying, no wonder he felt good.

Seeing that there was only the last bit of light left in the incense burner, and the victory or defeat was about to be announced, Qin Hao still stared at the middle-aged man calmly and said, "What you said is very good, there are a total of good people in this world who don't live long." But I'm not just alive, I'm alive and well, so you really shouldn't offend me. ”

Even if it was a threat, Qin Hao spoke in a low voice, as if he was discussing, which made the middle-aged man stunned for a long time.

Until Ying Ziying felt bored and began to close her eyes and recuperate, until Lin Ke'er's pretty face was pale and her eyes were slightly red, until the last wisp of smoke from the incense burner floated up, until the hammer of the gong hand was raised high, Qin Hao moved.

Qin Hao moved for a blink of an eye.

During this time, Qin Hao pulled out his heavy sword and ran the pale yellow move of the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, and a bleak autumn wind cut the middle-aged man and his seat together.

The autumn wind blew, leaving a puddle of red mud on the ground not far away, a saber that had been cut into countless holes, and bright red spots like plum blossoms.

The middle-aged man died, with only one trick. Everyone was dumbfounded, and they didn't react for a long time.

Hundreds of Praetorian Guards had been on the battlefield for a long time, all of them were men sleeping with corpses, but they had not yet recovered from Qin Hao's decisive killing.

The first to come back to his senses was the old emperor Yingzheng sitting in the yellow tent in the north, he squinted his eyes slightly and stroked the dragon's beard, and exclaimed, "Okay! ”

Yingziying's eyes widened, and when she saw the scene in front of her, her face suddenly turned blue.

The death of a middle-aged man means that the vote that had been cast for Qin Hao is invalid, so that the votes of the two people are equal.

The gong player's hammer fell, and the game was a foregone conclusion.

"The second game, Qin Hao, Ying Ziying, the same number of votes, a draw!"

…… If no one loses, Qin Hao wins. When the game was about to end, Ying Ziying had to honor the gambling contract and give each person who voted for Qin Hao a piece of the best Yuan Spirit Stone.

The emperor Yingzheng left with the Praetorian Guards, the tables, chairs and benches on the playing field were removed, and only Ying Ziying was left alone on the empty field.

Ying Ziying looked at the empty countertop, and suddenly found a very serious problem. It turned out that the countertop turned out to be a competition table after removing the tables, chairs and benches!

"I see!"

Ying Ziying finally understood the true meaning of this competition, it turned out that this was not a simple literary test, and she could also choose to kill people by force!

Qin Hao saw through this rule, so he was able to advance smoothly, but Ying Ziying was covered by paper and pen on the surface, forgetting the status quo of being in the ring.

…… On the top of the Jinluan Hall in the imperial city, Ying Zheng was sitting on the dragon chair, and there was a military general kneeling on the ground, holding the music in his hand.

The military general is burly under heavy armor, his bearded face is unkempt, and the whole person is rough and mighty.

This person's name is Li Shiji, who is the first general in the imperial city, and his own realm is in the early stage of the infant realm, and he has made great contributions to the Qin Emperor.

It's a pity that such a powerful person has an unusually unsuccessful son named Li Shichong.

Li Shiji knelt down and said angrily, "Your Majesty, Qin Hao killed people in public during today's literary exam, and he has no king's law, can he really let such a person continue to advance!?" ”

Stroking the pearl of the slap on the dragon chair, Yingzheng said unhurriedly, "Shiji, it is sad that you have lost your beloved son, but everything is done according to the rules, and you can't blame others." ”

Li Shiji's face sank, and he said: "The dog's skills are not as good as people, and there is nothing to complain about when he dies." But this Qin Hao is trying to kill people in the text, is it against the rules! ”

"Rules? There is no prohibition on killing people in the rules set by the ancestors. But there is a rule that the living are left behind, and the dead are eliminated. ”

Li Shiji was anxious and retorted, "But ......"

"Okay, I know what you're trying to say." Ying Zheng's face turned cold, and he continued, "Shiji, I think you are old and confused. Do you think this essay test is really just writing with a pen? Miss by a mile! Although they have pens in their hands, they can put themselves in the battle ring, where they can not only write, but also kill! If you don't even have this bit of crisis, even if you sit in the position of the king of Zhendong, over time, you will only know how to give orders and not have the slightest bit of blood! ”

After hearing these words, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Li Shiji's forehead. The rules for the selection of generals in the imperial city have been implemented for hundreds of years, but they never thought that there were unspoken rules in the literary examination.

Immediately, Li Shiji knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Obey the emperor's teachings!" ”